Chapter 12 The Heavenly Soul's Heart, Longing for Him Day and Night

The Purple Moon Sect is renowned throughout the martial arts world, yet it is also extremely secretive. Unless one is a prominent figure within the sect, ordinary slaves can only wait outside.

Ling Yuanyuan followed right behind him.

Xia Yuan'er couldn't find an opportunity to let the informant go. Her eyes narrowed, and she cursed Ling Yuanyuan eight hundred times in her heart.

She bit her lip, her tone hesitant.

Xia Yuan'er: "She admitted it so quickly, there might be a trick involved. Maybe I should verify her identity for a few days before reporting to the sect leader."

Ling Yuanyuan's lips curled up slightly, "Okay."

Ling Yuanyuan did not intend to make things difficult for the female lead.

After all, it was the male protagonist who deserved to die, not the two victims, her and Xia Yuan'er.

Hearing Ling Yuanyuan relent.

The woman was stunned.

It's clearly unbelievable.

Just as she was wondering if Ling Yuanyuan was playing hard to get, the other mastermind, Helan, arrived after hearing the news. He reached out and grabbed the scapegoat beside Xia Yuan'er.

Ling Yuanyuan and Xia Yuan'er looked up at the same time.

"Now that you two have caught the traitor, what are you dawdling about outside for?"

Before they could react, he said this.

He scooped the slave up onto his horse and galloped towards the Purple Moon Sect.

Xia Yuan'er frowned and quickly followed.

Ling Yuanyuan was too lazy to get involved in their affairs.

Cherish life and stay away from the female lead.

Ling Yuanyuan planned to leave this place of trouble and go find some evil deeds to do. Before she could even lift her legs, her body was forced to walk towards Xia Yuan'er.

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Ling Yuanyuan: "..."

Damn it! She's just a cannon fodder substitute, why does she have to humiliate herself in front of the true love?

Ling Yuanyuan gritted her teeth in anger.

The Purple Moon Sect was even more magnificent than described in the novel, with a long, winding road.

Every few steps, members of the Purple Moon Sect would bow and nod to Ling Yuanyuan and her companions.

The slave, who had previously been fearless in the face of death, trembled a few times in terror as his shoulder was nearly pinched until it bled.

Xia Yuan'er watched from behind, worried that she would expose her.

The Purple Moon Sect's institutions were intricately laid out, and Helan walked faster and faster.

Until she suddenly stopped.

Ling Yuanyuan's expression changed.

He looked at Xia Yuan'er.

three,

two,

one,

Just as Xia Yuan'er stepped into the trap set by Helan, several sharp arrows flew out in an instant, but in the opposite direction to what she expected.

The attack was aimed directly at Ling Yuanyuan.

It did not shoot out from the teachings, but rather shot in from the outside.

Ling Yuanyuan's subordinates behind her were all spitting out blood.

The Purple Moon Sect's traps were treacherous, and these arrows moved with incredible speed. Almost in the blink of an eye, they grazed Ling Yuanyuan's face. Helan turned back, looking at them with amusement.

As long as it's just Ling, the mastermind, and Xia, the credit for capturing the traitor will go to her.

Ling Yuanyuan shouted at Xia Yuan'er, "Quickly! Get out!"

Xia Yuan'er was puzzled.

Only then did they see the hidden weapon behind Ling Yuanyuan's back.

Xia Yuan'er was, after all, a princess, pampered and spoiled. Even with her connections, she had rarely seen so many people die. She was clearly stunned, standing frozen in place.

Oh shit.

Blocking the way.

Ling Yuanyuan cursed angrily and could only rush over to grab Xia Yuan'er's hand.

It felt like fire was burning beneath my feet.

They hurriedly ran outside the classroom.

There were simply too many arrows, and even though his men drew their swords to block them, a continuous stream of arrows continued to rain down on Ling Yuanyuan.

Xia Yuan'er couldn't run fast and accidentally fell to the ground.

Ling Yuanyuan was also thrown down.

Ling Yuanyuan regained her senses.

It's over.

She's going to be riddled with bullets.

The arrow pierced Ling Yuanyuan's arm, grazing her skin, and simultaneously struck Xia Yuan'er in the abdomen.

...

The smell of fish floating in the air.

Ling Yuanyuan didn't feel much pain.

She silently put the magic pen back into her pocket.

Fortunately, she carried the pen that Jing Xuan Yue had given her with her.

I quickly drew something to save my life.

He Lan was dumbfounded; when did Ling Yuanyuan suddenly have a shield in her hand?

She walked over quickly.

He was about to deal with them himself.

The once pitch-black hall was suddenly illuminated by candlelight. A cool breeze brushed past Helan's ears, and she abruptly lowered her head.

Feeling extremely nervous and fearful, he spoke respectfully: "Master."

Ling glared at Helan, wishing she could slap her. But she could only mimic Helan's actions and assess the situation.

To investigate.

Ling Yuanyuan: "Dear Cult Leader."

The dark figure in the distance finally turned around slowly.

The man had a superior physique and deep, unfathomable pupils. His face was partially covered by a ghostly mask. Although Ling Yuanyuan couldn't see his features clearly, she knew definitively that the sect leader was the Xuan Yue Immortal Lord who had descended to the mortal realm.

Ling Yuanyuan pretended not to recognize him and took two steps back.

Before sending Ling Yuanyuan to the mortal realm, Xuan Yue Xianjun believed he had temporarily sealed away her memories.

However, Ling Yuanyuan was reminded by the system and had already made preparations.

When Jing Xuan Yue saw Ling Yuan Yuan, she already recognized her.

Just as I imagined.

Jing Xuan Yue thought that Ling Yuan Yuan didn't remember anything about the Immortal Realm.

His gaze was fixed on another person. A face that bore a resemblance to Ling Yuanyuan. No, it should be said that Ling Yuanyuan and she shared a resemblance.

After all, in the heart of Immortal Lord Xuan Yue.

Ling Yuanyuan was just a substitute.

The man's fingers trembled slightly; he thought he would never see her again in this lifetime.

I never expected that the extremely auspicious destiny would be able to draw out Yuan'er's celestial soul so quickly.

The white moonlight is still there.

Where can you still see Ling Yuanyuan?

Xia Yuan'er was on the verge of tears, but pretended to be extremely respectful.

Out of instinct.

She quietly hid behind Ling Yuanyuan without looking up.

As a princess, Xia Yuan'er wanted to share the burdens of her elder brother, the emperor.

He deliberately infiltrated the Purple Moon Cult. Simultaneously, he murdered a mid-level member of the Purple Moon Cult and impersonated a deputy envoy, thwarting the Purple Moon Cult's operations over the past month.

Who would have thought that the palace keepsake would be lost by accident?

She is about to be exposed, and her companion's life is in danger.

Xia Yuan'er found herself becoming somewhat dependent on the mastermind beside her.

Jing Xuan Yue stepped down from the high chair, almost stumbling. Fortunately, she managed to stand firm while casting the spell and didn't reveal any flaws.

He looked at Xia Yuan'er, even though it wasn't a complete soul.

The people he thinks about day and night are all deeply in his heart.

"..."

The man's eyes were almost brimming with tears.

gentle.

Tender and affectionate.

Just like the expression on the original owner's face when he looked at Jing Xuanyue in the Immortal Realm.

For a moment, it seemed as if they were the only ones left in the world.

Ling Yuanyuan and Helan became outsiders.

Helan looked completely bewildered, unaware of the change in the leader's state of mind.

We are eager to achieve success.

She was also afraid that the cult leader would discover her intention to kill Master Ling and Deputy Master Xia. She tentatively called out to Jing Xuan Yue twice, then pushed the slave in front of her.

Jing Xuan Yue ignored her.

Helan: "Master, this woman herself admitted to being a traitor. But on the way back, I noticed that Chief Ling and Deputy Chief Xia hesitated to make a move. I suspect that they are also involved. They colluded from within to harm the people of my Purple Moon Sect."

Jing Xuan Yue remained silent.

Helan asked, puzzled, "The Master?"

Ling Yuanyuan sighed, "Master He, watch me."

Helan: "?"

Ling Yuanyuan clapped her hands.

Keep moving forward.

Then, facing the Purple Moon Cult Leader, it made a few "mooing" sounds, like calling its own dog.