Published: February 24, 2025
Chapter 69: Painful Past
In the following three days, Liu Rulong tried to meet Zhong Wu Shiyao once, but was turned away by Rong Rong on the grounds that Zhong Wu Shiyao was in seclusion.
Now, ten days had passed since the trial qualification competition, and Linghu Changkong had delivered the 98 million Low-Grade Spirit Stones to Murong Kun as promised.
Murong Kun noticed the obvious five-finger bruises on Linghu Changkong's face, and without thinking, he knew that Linghu Changkong had incurred the wrath of his ancestor.
As it turned out, Linghu Changkong’s ancestor, the chief elder of the Holy Spirit Lineage in the Inner Sect, was greatly disappointed to hear that his great-grandson was gambling and committing murder, having incurred gambling debts. After giving him a hard slap, he handed over the spirit stones.
He also admonished Linghu Changkong to keep a low profile; if he wanted to kill, he should do it without leaving any traces. How could he gamble and kill openly? If this matter was taken advantage of by someone with ill intentions and reported to the sovereign, even though he was the chief elder of the Holy Spirit Lineage, he wouldn’t be able to save Linghu Changkong...
At the same time, during these ten days, the trial qualification competition had concluded, with only over a hundred disciples at the great perfection of spirit embryo realm defeating those ranked lower on the Hidden Dragon Rankings to take their places.
In the following days, among the 3,122 strong contenders listed, those who had touched the barrier of the Fetal Soul Realm were quietly resting while borrowing enough spirit stones from family and friends to buy a Low-Grade Spirit Weapon Flying Sword at the Outer Sect Market. They wanted to use it for sword control flight after advancing to the Fetal Soul Realm in Fallen God Canyon.
Those who had not yet touched the Fetal Soul Realm barrier were also gathering money to purchase Low-Grade Spirit Weapon Flying Swords and elixirs to enhance their realms. They hoped to sense the barrier of the Fetal Soul Realm before the trial…
While Mu Mengyi was protecting Tan Yun, she found a blank jade tablet and vividly sketched the appearances of Linghu Changkong, Murong Kun, Liu Rulong, and Wang Futong from her memory.
She wanted to give this jade tablet to Tan Yun after he emerged from seclusion, so he would know what his enemies looked like and be prepared.
While sketching the figures, she also noted their rankings on the Hidden Dragon Rankings beneath each character…
Time flew by, and the eve of the trial had arrived.
The silver moon hung like a sickle, and the stars twinkled.
“Creak!”
The door of the training room gently opened, and Tan Yun stepped out, energized.
Mu Mengyi, who was in her room, clearly heard the sound of the door opening, and happily stepped out of her room to look at Tan Yun, softly asking, “Did you advance?”
“Although I haven’t reached great perfection yet, I have touched the barrier of great perfection. Tomorrow, when we reach Fallen God Canyon, I will break through,” Tan Yun replied with hopeful eyes.
“Hmm.” Mu Mengyi nodded slightly.
“Did you miss me?” Tan Yun stepped forward, wrapping his arms around Mu Mengyi's slender waist.
“No.” Mu Mengyi breathed softly, blushing with shyness.
“Hey, I don’t believe it.” Tan Yun chuckled, suddenly pulling Mu Mengyi closer, bending down to press his lips against her beautiful red ones when, unexpectedly, the door to another bedroom opened, and Xue Ziyan walked in.
“Ah… Sorry, you continue.” Xue Ziyan’s eyes widened, and she turned to leave.
“Junior Sister Xue is here, let go of me quickly.” Mu Mengyi blushed deeply, pushing Tan Yun away, her heart racing. That delicate and shy appearance left Tan Yun momentarily dazed.
“I’m not here, I’m just air!” Xue Ziyan joked.
“Fine, you dare to tease me.”
“Senior Sister, I’m sorry, I surrender!”
Then, Mu Mengyi and Xue Ziyan began to playfully tease each other, filling the entire pavilion with laughter.