Chapter 675

As long as he finds the clues, Qin Yue will be able to follow the trail and catch the culprit.

The moment the spirit array in the valley shattered, the color drained from Lan Yi's face. She frantically tried to beg Qin Yue to stop, but was instead blasted away by a powerful divine force.

Seeing his disciple collapse and vomit blood, the God of Fate felt his heart bleed, but there was nothing he could do.

No matter how much he loved this disciple, he couldn't disregard the entire Temple of Fate for her sake and offend the Nine Heavens Venerable.

Qin Yue seemed to have discovered something. A fierce glint flashed in his deep eyes. He raised his hand, his five fingers forming a claw, and suddenly grabbed heavily at a certain point in the void.

Lan Yi suddenly screamed and rolled on the ground in agony, clutching her head.

With a crack, the barrier, like glass, developed numerous cracks and then shattered rapidly, revealing a red figure that suddenly appeared before them.

It was none other than Xing Ran, who was wanted by the entire Nine Heavens.

Wen Xin suddenly stood up, disbelief flashing across her face.

No wonder they couldn't find Xingran anywhere. Who would have thought he would be in the most mysterious forbidden area of ​​the Nine Heavens, the Temple of Fate?

Most importantly, how did he manage to sneak into the Temple of the God of Fate without being noticed by the main god of fate?

Wen Xin suddenly looked at Lan Yi, whose black hair had turned white and whose divine body was on the verge of collapse.

Lan Yi's jealousy, and her disgusting fate as a tragic heroine in a romance novel... So that's how it is!

"Lan Yi!"

The God of Fate could no longer care about offending Qin Yue. He hurriedly picked up his disciple and stabilized her severely injured soul.

Lan Yi, clinging to her last shred of consciousness, desperately pleaded with Qin Yue and Wen Xin, "Please don't hurt him, Your Majesty and Madam, have mercy, please don't hurt him..."

"Lan Yi, are you crazy?"

Before Wen Xin and Qin Yue could speak, the God of Fate angrily reprimanded his disciple.

Who is Xing Ran?

A malevolent spirit burdened with countless murders, an unforgivable demon.

How could Lan Yi have any connection with him?

They even hid him in the Temple of Fate!

Does she even realize how serious this crime is?

Lan Yi didn't know, nor did she want to know; all she wanted was to save Xing Ran.

"Your Majesty, Madam, Master, it's all my fault. I'll bear whatever punishment I've received. Please, forgive him!"

"He...he was just a pitiful person!"

"Absurd! Absurd!"

Even the most composed and mild-mannered deity, the God of Fate, was now enraged.

If Xing Ran is pitiful, then what about the countless lives he has killed?

He was born evil, ungrateful for the life and righteous path that Heaven and Earth had bestowed upon him, and full of wicked thoughts, wantonly committing murder... What is there to pity about him?

The truly pitiful one is Lan Yi herself.

Lan Yi shook her head in anguish, her face streaked with tears. "He didn't want to, he didn't want to, he just craved Madam's love so much..."

Lan Yi looked at Wen Xin pleadingly, "Madam, he has nothing, so he can only try every means to grab you... He didn't do it on purpose, he really didn't."

Wen Xin remained indifferent, showing no emotion towards Xing Ran, but a trace of pity arose for the hateful, pitiful, and pathetic Lan Yi.

"Didn't you ever consider that he was just scheming against you from the beginning, and only keeping you as a backup plan?"

Lan Yi looked miserable. "It's just a matter of one person willing to hit and the other willing to be hit."

Wen Xin was speechless for a moment, unable to understand why Lan Yi loved so much that she lost herself, giving up everything in return for nothing but insincerity, yet she was still willing to be so infatuated.

However, she couldn't help but glance at the man beside her, and her heart felt as if it had been stabbed. She didn't try to persuade Lan Yi to turn back, nor would she ridicule her.

However, no matter how much you love someone, you shouldn't help them commit evil at the cost of countless lives.

If you make a mistake, you must take responsibility.

Wen Xin slowly said, "You think Xing Ran is just obsessed with me, but you don't know that he is ambitious. I am just an excuse for him to covet the Nine Heavens."

“Lan Yi, Xing Ran is an extremely evil spirit. He should have been strangled by the Ten Directions Gods when he was born, but he survived and had the opportunity to become a god. However, he chose to wreak havoc on living beings and committed numerous crimes. Now, no one can save him.”

Lan Yi's face was as pale as paper, and she shook her head in despair, "No, Madam, you can't do this to him, he has always been sincere to you..."

"Sincere and genuine?"

A mocking glint flashed in Wen Xin's eyes. "Is his true intention to instigate me with war? To commit countless evils in the name of love? Or to encourage you to alter my destiny so that I may suffer torment for all eternity?"

Who is fortunate enough to receive such sincerity?

Now, Wen Xin finally understands why Lan Yi changed her fate.

The culprit turned out to be Xing Ran, which was both unexpected and expected.

However, Wen Xin felt nauseous whenever she thought of Xing Ran's helpless and bitter look when she couldn't find her.

She guessed that Xingran had Lanyi make her fate so tragic and painful in order to stage a hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress act, rescue her from her predicament, and make her fall in love with him.

Ha, he's treating her like a pet he's training!

Wen Xin gritted her teeth, how could she have raised such an ungrateful child?

How dare he say he loves her?

hehe!

However, Xingran never expected that such a tragic fate would cause her reincarnation to form a closed loop, making it impossible for anyone to find her.

All your scheming and plotting will ultimately amount to nothing!

He deserved it!

Wen Xin closed her eyes, not even glancing at Xing Ran, who was lying unconscious on the ground, afraid that she might not be able to resist killing him.

"No, no, Madam's fate is entirely my fault, it has nothing to do with Aran."

Lan Yi was still protecting Xing Ran at all costs, willing to sacrifice everything to give him a chance to live.

Looking at this infatuated woman, Wen Xin felt extremely complicated.

How should Xingran be matched?

He spoke of how lonely and pitiful he was in front of her, but that was all because he was never satisfied.

Xingran was born with powerful cultivation and outstanding talent. She then took him to the secluded paradise of Weiyang Secret Realm and taught him with great care. Compared to the many gods who have gone through hardships and suffered all kinds of bitter winds and rains to attain enlightenment, she is simply the chosen one among the chosen ones.

Take Lan Yi herself, for example. She cultivated from a wild orchid, enduring wind and sun every day and year, suffering countless lightning strikes, and doing countless good deeds before she finally attained a divine position.

So, what is there to pity about Xingran?

Instead of pitying him, you should pity yourself and your master who truly loves you.

Lan Yi vomited a mouthful of blood, struggling in pain, too ashamed to look at the God of Fate.

Wen Xin's words did have an impact on her.

But once a person gets used to giving and becomes fixated on a single principle, she can never break free.

Lan Yi's blood-stained lips moved slightly. "Madam, he now only has one soul and three spirits left, no different from a living dead. It can be considered retribution. Please spare his life for the sake of our years of friendship."