"Xiaoshanyou has received a commission from Tanmeng Palace, hoping that we can bring their ancestor's remains back to Tanmeng Palace." Speaking of this task, Helian Xiao felt a headache coming on.

Captain Helian quickly whispered a reminder to him, "Young Master, isn't it... inappropriate for you to leak information like this?"

Helian waved his hand dismissively, saying, "These things are known to everyone in the world, so what does it matter?"

Captain Helian shut his mouth.

Meng Wanwan was very curious: "Isn't the ancestor of Tan Meng Palace at his own sect's headquarters?"

Helian Xiao said, "No, those who died back then were all completely wiped out."

The phrase "back then" is quite abstract, but despite its abstractness, it is immediately clear to everyone.

It must be a war between gods and demons.

Meng Wanwan felt that the point of the war between gods and demons was really mischievous, and all the things surrounding her now were caused by it.

Tired, numb, exhausted!

What exactly happened back then?!

Yun Zhao: "If there's no trace of the remains, why would you send Xiao Shanyou to collect them? Isn't that contradictory?"

Helian Xiao shrugged: "They just figured out the location of their ancestor's remains, so they quickly sent us over to search for them."

Meng Wanwan chuckled: "Just figured it out? So, hundreds of years have passed, and the people of Tan Meng Palace only just figured it out? Really? It sounds like an excuse."

Helian Xiao: "Hey, you really have to believe this, it's true. It's said that it was calculated by the newly appointed Holy Maiden of Tanmeng Palace. You should know that Tanmeng Palace has rarely appeared in public in recent years, and has rarely performed divination or predictions. But every answer she has given has never been wrong."

Helian Xiao stroked his chin: "However, Tan Menggong has indeed appeared in public more frequently in recent years. It's probably because they have a new Holy Maiden, who is said to be extremely powerful."

Helian Xiao, hands on his hips, looked at the three siblings: "Alright, I've finished what I needed to say. What about you? What are you doing here?"

Meng Wanwan pointed at Yun Zhao: "Accompany my senior brother to sweep the tomb."

Helian Xiao...

Another grave!

Yun Zhao said, "My hometown is here. I haven't been back for many years. I have also broken through to the Golden Core stage and escaped the fate of the Cursed Body, so I came back to tell my parents."

Helian Xiao nodded repeatedly: "Of course, of course, I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."

Yun Zhao sneered, "Isn't that a coincidence?"

No wonder those people came to such a remote place to find his mother back then; it turns out that Tan Menggong's old lair was here.

Meng Wanwan asked Helian Xiao, "Do you want to travel together? Do you have a map?"

As she spoke, she waved her map around.

Helian Xiao's eyes lit up: "Is it a map of this area?"

Meng Wanwan rolled her eyes: "What are you thinking? It's a map of my senior brother's hometown."

Helian Xiao wasn't in a hurry and said with a smile, "Alright, since we're just searching aimlessly anyway, why don't we go with you? It would be even better if we could find some locals and get some information."

Yun Zhao said in a very calm tone, "When I left, the entire village had been wiped out. I don't know if anyone is still alive."

Helian Xiao...

Is it really that bad?

Helian Xiao scratched his head and said, "Oh... let's go take a look first."

The group continued north, passing through the woods and arriving at the territory under the jurisdiction of Chongyang Palace. Here, there was already some spiritual energy, and they could occasionally encounter one or two people on the road.

After traveling a little further north, the weather became noticeably colder, but since everyone was a cultivator, they were not afraid of the cold.

After traveling for about a month, the group arrived at a small town.

Meng Wanwan looked at the map and said, "This should be the outermost town under the jurisdiction of Chongyang Palace. Once we get here, we won't be far from my senior brother's hometown. Uncle, don't you have a search area?"

Helian Xiao leaned against the wall in a very unladylike manner, looked at the passersby, and said, "No."

Meng Wanwan muttered, "Then the records about Tan Menggong are too few, aren't they? Could it be that their entire family was wiped out back then, and only one child who was unaware of what had happened escaped?"

Helian Xiao immediately perked up: "You're absolutely right, that's how the history of Tanmeng Palace is written. The new history of Tanmeng Palace records that the entire Tanmeng Palace was wiped out overnight, and only the Holy Maiden at that time was sent out of Yuebei by the Palace Master beforehand without her knowledge."

"At that time, Tan Menggong only had that one son."

Meng Wanwan thought this turn of events was absolutely incredible.

"Now I'm starting to wonder, who exactly is this demon?"

Helian Xiao: "I also want to know, but unfortunately, no one in the entire cultivation world knows who it is. All we know is that a member of the Baili family did indeed fall into demonic possession."

What a helpless situation!

Meng Wanwan and Yun Zhao found an inn to stay in, while Helian Xiao led his men out to the streets to inquire about Tan Meng Palace.

As soon as Meng Wanwan entered the house, she received a message from Lan Qiao.

"We've engaged in combat with people."

Meng Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, but Lan Qiao didn't send any more messages.

The next second, Yun Zhao also received the message.

"Oh dear, Lanqiao, he can't even speak properly. Let me tell you, we encountered people from Tan Menggong. They were accompanied by others, the kind of people Lanqiao said smelled terrible; I suspect they're from the Han family. We made a move, but not first; Lanqiao held back. They saw the menacing aura around us and our sudden appearance, so they assumed we were following them, but they stopped quickly. Don't worry, they didn't recognize Lanqiao as the one who targeted the Han family."

Meng Wanwan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She said that if you want to find the old site of Tan Meng Palace, you can't just ignore the people from Tan Meng Palace; otherwise, it would be too perfunctory.

Meng Wanwan also sent a message: "We encountered people from Xiaoshanyou. They came looking for the old site of Tanmeng Palace, saying they came to retrieve the remains of their ancestor. I think the people you met also came for this purpose. If possible, you should follow them."

Lanqiao: "Following me."

Cong Ying: "Then, I told them that we came here to search for demon relics. After all, this is the final battlefield of the war between gods and demons, so it's normal to search for some demon relics."

Yun Zhao: "Be careful, don't let them discover your identities. Especially the people from Tan Meng Palace, don't get too close."

Congying: "I know, I know. Don't worry, I'm here."

Don't worry about it.

Has she forgotten that she is just a spirit of a vessel?

Congying, who had forgotten that she was a spirit, was grilling meat, surrounded by a group of people.

Lanqiao sat behind her with his head down, looking dejected, as if he was sulking.

Everyone around her stared intently at the meat in Cong Ying's hand.

Cong Ying sprinkled the seasonings on the meat, and an enticing aroma wafted out.

She smiled and said, "So? How's my secret recipe?"

Two young girls sat directly opposite Congying. One was dressed in white, her eyes gleaming with an aloofness, her gaze not even glancing at Congying. Her face was veiled in white, obscuring her features.

However, it's clear that she's not very old.

Another girl, dressed in red, looked up at the large skewer of meat with a haughty air, holding a stick in her hand and tapping the ground intermittently, seemingly very impatient.

The people around them were all gathered around them, and no one said a word.

The girl in red said impatiently, "Hurry up, when will it be ready?"

Cong Ying flipped the meat over: "Miss Han, why don't you take it and eat it now?"

Han Cui glared at her: "It's not cooked yet, what am I supposed to eat? Are you doing this on purpose?"

Cong Ying wasn't angry. She smiled and said, "You know it's not ripe yet, why are you urging me? Are you afraid people won't know you have a mouth if you don't speak?"

Han Cui glared: "You..."