The ancient formation on the ground was covered with blood-red patterns, as if human blood was flowing on it.

The dark figure was enveloped in crimson spiritual energy.

A moment later, as if summoned, they were suddenly sucked into the Bone Heart Stone.

A powerful burst of spiritual energy suddenly erupted.

Gu Yue let out a scream as the arm holding the Bone Heart Stone instantly turned into white bones, its flesh and blood completely gone.

The pain of having his flesh and blood ripped off made him scream even more miserably.

He gritted his teeth and pushed the bone stone back into his body.

That abundant power instantly flowed into every part of his body.

A cloud of blood mist exploded from his body.

The cave was filled with constant, heavy groans.

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Yue opened his eyes again. Around him, there was a patch of rotting flesh and blood.

He looked at his brand-new arm in amazement.

She raised her hand and gently touched her face.

His fingertips traced the corner of his eyebrow, and he burst into excited laughter.

"It's done...it's done! Hahahaha, I will be the most powerful Celestial Master in the world, I will possess unparalleled power, I will...live forever!"

He laughed like a madman.

Suddenly, a white light flashed before their eyes, and a white-robed man slowly appeared in the empty cave, within the ancient and mysterious array.

Handsome features, gentle eyes.

His laughter stopped abruptly, and he instinctively knelt down on the ground.

"Master!"

The man in white robes looked at him quietly, his eyes filled with a serene and gentle indifference that seemed to encompass the entire world.

It's as if there is no right or wrong in the world.

After a long while, the figure turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared without a trace.

Gu Yue knelt on the ground, stunned for a moment, then stood up in surprise.

"The rumor that the Bone Heart Stone can create an exact replica is actually true. It seems that you did consider doing this back then, Master. It must have been attacked by Su Weichuan's secret technique before the replica was completed."

He quickly searched through his mind.

He wanted to find out how to use the Bone Heart Stone to create clones from the inherited techniques.

But after searching around, he found nothing.

"Rumor has it that the clones are like yin and yang, black and white. Could it be that the white-robed national teacher took away that part of the magic? If the clones can really be created, I wonder how long they can survive?"

Although Gu Yue felt it was a pity, he didn't care much about it.

"Now that the Blood Moon Reincarnation Day is approaching, the Dark Demon Clan will probably be unable to be suppressed any longer. It would be better to prepare early, subdue the Dark Demon Clan, and make them work for me. Not only can I avenge my master, but I can also revive the Great Sui Dynasty and make the entire land submit to the banner of the Great Sui."

...

When Mo Yunhan woke up again, it was three days later.

It was as if he had a long, drawn-out dream.

The moment I opened my eyes, I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

It wasn't until I felt the warmth and softness of his palm that I snapped back to reality and sat up.

"Wan'er!"

"You're awake."

Jiang Qingwan immediately stepped forward, bent down, and placed her hand on his forehead.

"Your fever is gone. It seems your senior brother's medicine worked. How are you feeling now? Do you have more energy?"

Mo Yunhan stared blankly at that small face.

The hazy dream became increasingly indistinct.

"Wan'er?"

He raised his hand and gently stroked Jiang Qingwan's small face.

Only when I felt the real touch and temperature did my heart finally settle down.

"You're alright, that's great."

He pulled the person into his arms and held them tightly.

Their pounding heartbeats intertwined.

Jiang Qingwan raised her head, her soft cheek brushing against his Adam's apple.

"I'll be fine. I'll always be with you, forever."

Mo Yunhan felt a sudden pain in his heart and gently pushed her away.

"What did you say?"

Jiang Qingwan smiled faintly, "Ye Qi and Qing Sui have arrived and are waiting in the courtyard. The Emperor Emeritus and the Emperor have also sent their personal guards. This is an imperial edict."

She got up, took the box containing the imperial edict from the table, and handed it over.

Her beautiful eyes were glistening with moisture.

"We will get married as soon as we return to Beijing."

Mo Yunhan felt that something was wrong.

But I can't quite put my finger on it.

He took out the imperial edict and looked at it. When he saw the words "Regent," his brow furrowed slightly.

Don't you want to marry me?

A cup of warm water appeared before her eyes. Jiang Qingwan said with a hint of coquettishness, "If you won't marry me, then I'll go back to Zhuge Sect with my master and senior brothers."

Upon hearing the mention of Zhuge Men, Mo Yunhan suddenly recalled the events at Ma Huaipo and immediately grabbed her hand, pulling her to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Wan'er, those traps and hidden weapons at Ma Huai Slope..."

“I know everything.” Jiang Qingwan didn’t let him finish. “I never expected that my second senior brother was actually the orphan of a soldier from the Sui Dynasty’s military camp. It was his biological father who besieged Ma Huaipo. My second senior brother asked me to thank you for not killing them all.”

Mo Yunhan still found it strange.

Where are they?

"I'm leaving." Jiang Qingwan looked up at him, then suddenly stood up and gracefully knelt down.

Before she could speak, Mo Yunhan immediately scooped her up.

What are you doing?

Jiang Qingwan nestled in his arms, behaving very obediently.

"The Zhuge Sect does not engage in worldly affairs. Master has already persuaded my second senior brother that they will leave the territory of the Great Zhou. I hope you can help keep this a secret."

Mo Yunhan could not define right or wrong in the war between the Great Zhou and the Great Sui.

This time, however, it was Jiang Qingwan who single-handedly quelled the crisis in the capital.

If Jiang Qingwan's background is indeed related to the Sui Dynasty...

Mo Yunhan felt guilty and uneasy.

He gently stroked her back.

"I promise you. Master... is there anything else you'd like to say?"

Jiang Qingwan's eyes flickered, and she raised her small face to look at him.

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