“Heavenly Gift…” Helian Tengyun murmured.

Heavenly Gift, a gift from heaven.

Just like the race of the heavens, their bloodline power is obtained through divine gifts. If bloodline power is what is obtained, then divine gifts are the means by which it is acquired.

In this world, those who are blessed by Heaven are surely people with great fortune.

Because this requires divine favor, he will inevitably be constantly influenced and will feel what it means to be favored by heaven at all times.

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, everyone held their breath, watching the sky above.

"Who...is this?"

People gasped in surprise.

At the spot where the offering was made, a skeleton sat quietly. Its gender and age were indiscernible.

The skeleton leaned against a stone bench, its legs curled up and its head slightly drooping. The celestial glow hovered above its head.

The middle-aged woman's eyes shone brightly as she reached out to grab Tian Kui. However, the moment she made her move, the formation protecting her suddenly vanished.

While they stood anxiously outside, the onlookers paused for a moment, then rushed over like madmen.

"Heavenly Gift, go! Take the Heavenly Gift!"

"Take the gifts of heaven, take the gifts of heaven."

"Everyone can compete, let's all step up..."

The middle-aged woman's eyes finally showed fear. She looked at Yunling with disbelief in her eyes: "Yunling, what are you doing?"

Yunling was closest to Tiankui, and she had already taken Tiankui in her hand.

The colorful light swirled around her hands, making her appear even more holy.

The longsword had already pierced Yun Ling's face, but in the next moment, she vanished from the spot.

Everyone was shocked.

"The people of Tanmeng Palace actually practice magic? Isn't it said that only those without spiritual roots can learn Tanmeng magic?"

This is something middle-aged women also want to know.

Why is this happening?

Why did her perfectly good disciple become a cultivator?

Yunling stood on the top of the collapsed tree, quietly watching the flowing light in her hand.

A black aura emanated from her right hand; it was actually a dense, malevolent energy.

"Stop!" the middle-aged woman shouted.

"Yunling, what are you doing? This Heavenly Gift contains our ancestor's true Dream Technique. Do you intend to completely destroy our Dream Palace?"

The Han family also became anxious.

The Han family's cultivation techniques did not entirely originate from the Baili family; a portion of them also came from Tiankui.

If it weren't for this, with the Heavenly Gift protecting them, how could the Celestial Race have ended up being wiped out?

The Han family has no idea what the Han family patriarch did hundreds of years ago to obtain the items in the Heavenly Gift, thus leading the Han family into the world of cultivation.

But that's not important. What's important is that over the years, without the protection of the Heavenly Gift, the Han family has been gradually losing its lineage.

The Han family needs a gift from heaven.

The second elder of the Han family also said urgently, "Miss Yun, you should know the importance of this thing. No matter what, please don't do it. You can ask if you have any questions."

Yunling looked at the Heavenly Gift in her hand and smiled.

"What I want, you can never give me. For this day, I fell from a mortal into the demonic path, hah..."

Black mist rose from beneath her feet, enveloping her entirely.

The once pure and innocent beautiful girl now looked extremely alluring.

When Yun Zhao heard the middle-aged woman call her Yun Ling, he was so shocked that he didn't move.

He looked at the girl, and her unfamiliar face suddenly felt so familiar.

"Yunling..."

Yun Zhao murmured.

Yunling didn't even glance at her, and directly channeled her malevolent energy into Tiankui.

The celestial feed was instantly shattered, and the seven-colored light turned into dust and dissipated into the air.

All of this happened too fast. People were originally waiting for Yunling to give them an answer so they would know why she, the dignified saintess of Tanmeng Palace, had become a demonic cultivator.

However, to everyone's surprise, Yunling took action directly.

Watching the seven-colored light turn into dust and disappear completely, neither the Han family nor the Tan Menggong people could believe it.

Recovering from their shock and anger, they all rushed towards Yunling.

No one expected the turn of events to come so quickly.

Tiankui was the last chance for the Han family and Tan Menggong, but this chance was shattered by this young girl.

How could they not be furious?!

However, to their surprise, Yun Ling did not linger in the fight. With a cold laugh, she disappeared from the spot.

Everyone came up empty-handed.

The scene was deathly quiet.

Yun Zhao was still in a daze.

She is Yunling...

Is she his sister?

“I think she came to this point not just to destroy Tiankui,” Meng Xiuyi suddenly said.

Meng Wanwan: "If she really is her senior brother's sister, then what she wants to do most is to take revenge, but she didn't do that."

The reason is self-evident.

She is already a demonic cultivator.

Her brother, on the other hand, was a proper monk.

She didn't even give Yun Zhao a chance to acknowledge her before she left.

“She’s protecting me,” Yun Zhao said bitterly.

The skylight was destroyed, and the murderer escaped.

Everything that had been stirred up in this place became a joke. Even the Han family lost their spirits, glaring fiercely at Helian Tengyun and the Shangguan family head before leaving.

Tan Menggong was hit the hardest.

What they were originally looking for was the Heavenly Gift attached to the Patriarch, but now the Heavenly Gift has been completely destroyed.

The people in Tanmeng Palace suddenly seemed lifeless.

The people from Shenlou and the Zhao family were just there for the fun of it; they had followed the Han family from beginning to end.

Although they didn't get anything good, they seemed to have learned something incredible, and then they slunk away.

The independent cultivators also quickly ran away.

If they didn't leave soon, they were afraid that the Shangguan and Helian families would hold them accountable.

They genuinely came to join in the fun.

Before long, only the Meng family's "own people" remained.

"Master, I need to go find her," Yun Zhao said in a low voice.

Meng Xiuyi nodded slightly: "Do you know where she is?"

Yun Zhao laughed: "Where else could a demonic cultivator go?"

He walked up to Meng Xiuyi, knelt down solemnly, and kowtowed.

“She is my only blood relative. No matter what, I have to go see her. Master…”

Meng Xiuyi helped him up: "Go on, she is now the first demonic cultivator in hundreds of years, but she is also your sister. If anything happens, come back. The dollhouse is still your home."

With the reappearance of demonic cultivators, this already unstable world will likely breed even more uncertainties.

Yun Zhao kowtowed again, and Meng Xiuyi instructed, "If there is any news about Chu You, send it back."

Only then was Yunzhao allowed to leave.

There has been no news of Chu You to this day.

In the vast underground space, only members of the Meng, Shangguan, and Helian families remained.

The head of the Shangguan family touched his nose and said, "Speaking of which, I wonder where my ancestor went."

Meng Xiuyi bowed and said, "Ancestor Shangguan is in a safe place, Patriarch Shangguan need not worry."

Then he turned to Helian Tengyun and Helian Xiao and said, "Please come to the sect for a chat."

The head of the Shangguan family was taken aback: "A sect? You have a sect? Was our ancestor in your sect?"

After seeing Meng Xiuyi nod, the head of the Shangguan family also wanted to go.

Meng Xiuyi smiled faintly, her manner gentle and refined: "I'm really sorry, it's inconvenient."

After speaking, he bowed again.

He and Meng Wanwan each grabbed one and disappeared from the spot.