Ji Xiaoxiao spoke with a resounding voice, pointing to the fact that the hall was completely silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

"You little bastard, how dare you be so insolent in front of me? Tianxue, you really don't have a brain."

Ji Xiaoxiao gave a cold, sarcastic laugh and secretly used her spiritual power to stop Xiaoqing's wounds.

Upon hearing this, Tianxue trembled all over, fear rising from the depths of her heart. She inadvertently caught sight of Ji Xiaoxiao's icy eyes, her lips quivering, and she stood frozen for a long time.

"Waaaaah... Brother Mo Ran, she actually insulted me! I don't want to live anymore!" Tian Xue realized what was happening and buried her face in Mo Ran's arms, sobbing, complaining, and crying softly.

"Pretentious, affected, disgusting. Humph, a bitch is just pretentious."

Ji Xiaoxiao deeply despises Tianxue, but Lord Lingzun cherishes her like a treasure.

"Xiaobai, apologize to Tianxue." Mo Ran gently patted Tianxue's back, then spoke coldly to Ji Xiaoxiao.

Comparisons are odious. With his legal wife right in front of him, Mo Ran still dares to publicly profess his love for Tian Xue. What does he take the original owner of this body for? A stone? Or trash?

Ji Xiaoxiao curled her lips and spat at the adulterous couple on the golden chair.

"You want me to apologize to her? Dream on!" Ji Xiaoxiao turned and left the Zhidao Hall.

With no one else around, Tianxue pretended to cry again before raising her head and looking at Mo Ran with teary eyes. She opened her mouth, clutched her heart, and said, "Mo Ran, my heart aches so much."

Mo Ran gently rubbed Tian Xue's head, saying without any emotion, "It's alright, I'm here."

Tianxue, having received the promise, smiled through her tears, kissed Mo Ran's cheek, and said softly, "Mo Ran, Feng Yi is seriously injured and needs the Ascension Pill, the treasure of the Lingran Sect, to heal him. You... Mo Ran, for my sake, can you take the Ascension Pill?"

Mo Ran paused, his expressionless face now showing a hint of annoyance and resentment.

"Mo Ran, okay? Please?" Tian Xue clung to Mo Ran, her fragrant little mouth exhaling white smoke, her boneless body twisting and turning in Mo Ran's arms.

"Feng Yi won't be able to wait much longer, Mo Ran, you need to hurry up and come back quickly." Tian Xue's voice was melodious and ethereal, like a morning bell and evening drum, yet it also carried a hint of alluring charm.

Mo Ran refused to comply, and after settling Tian Xue, he hurried to Ling Ran Sect.

Meanwhile, Ji Xiaoxiao was rushing back to her residence. She immediately began treating Xiaoqing. Three days later, Xiaoqing's condition had stabilized.

However, Ji Xiaoxiao's face was full of worry. Her foundation had been severely damaged, and her cultivation greatly diminished. Xiaoqing had to work against the clock, day and night, in order to have a chance to break free and soar into the sky.

"Take good care of Fairy Xiaoqing, and report to me immediately if anything happens."

After three days of relentless, intensive healing, Ji Xiaoxiao was weak and her spiritual energy was severely depleted. Unable to endure it any longer, Ji Xiaoxiao had no choice but to rest and recuperate.

As soon as Ji Xiaoxiao lay down on the bed, she closed her eyes and a soft snore instantly filled the air. After a good night's sleep, Ji Xiaoxiao lazily stretched in the morning light.

"Immortal Lord, you're awake?"

Ji Xiaoxiao responded, and the maids pushed open the door and entered, respectfully helping her to wash and dress.

Half an hour later, worried about Xiaoqing, Ji Xiaoxiao asked as she walked, "Is Lord Lingzun still in the Lingzun Palace?"

"Four days ago, Lord Lingzun left Lingzun Palace."

The journey was filled with birdsong and the fragrance of flowers, a scene of ethereal beauty. Pavilions and towers offered breathtaking views at every turn.

"He's left the Spirit Venerable Palace?" Ji Xiaoxiao walked through the dreamlike, flowery scenery without a trace of appreciation. "Sure enough, he's going to compete for the Ascension Pill from the Lingran Sect."

With swift steps, Ji Xiaoxiao visited Xiaoqing and immediately ordered the Lingzun Palace to be sealed off.

"Without Mo Ran by your side, Tian Xue, let's see how long you can be so arrogant."

After searching the entire Lingzun Palace, Ji Xiaoxiao finally found the trembling Tianxue.

Tianxue, who was usually so arrogant and imposing, was now as silent and pitiful as ever.

"Look, this is the usually arrogant Miss Tianxue, and this filthy person is just a beggar!" Ji Xiaoxiao looked down at Tianxue with her feet off the ground.

With a single, shifting movement, Ji Xiaoxiao instantly appeared before Tian Xue.

"I originally planned to torment you a bit first, and then finish you off with one stroke. However, I don't know when Lord Lingzun will return, so to avoid any unforeseen complications, perhaps..."

Ji Xiaoxiao made a slash across her neck and said to the people behind her, "Kill her."

As the executioner approached her step by step, panic and terror flashed across Tianxue's face.

"You can't touch me, or Mo Ran won't let you off the hook." Tian Xue huddled in the corner, trembling with fear, yet recklessly threatening Ji Xiaoxiao.

Ji Xiaoxiao kicked Tianxue and shouted, "With Lord Lingzun absent, this Lingzun Palace is my domain, Xiaobai's domain. You think I can't touch you? Who do you think you are, the forbidden concubine of the demon Feng Yi? Is that a big deal? Tianxue, if I kill you, people will only applaud and praise me."

Ji Xiaoxiao leaned down and whispered in Tian Xue's ear, "Who told you to willingly degenerate and become a member of the demonic path?"

At this moment, Tianxue's neck was already being gripped by Ji Xiaoxiao's men. As time passed, Tianxue's violent resistance and struggle gradually subsided until she stopped breathing.

"My Lord, she is dead."

"Collect her soul and throw it into the alchemy furnace," Ji Xiaoxiao ordered before leaving.

The servants obeyed the orders and performed their duties dutifully.

Three days later, Lord Spirit Lord Mo Ran returned.

Unable to find Tianxue upon returning, he subjected the servants to severe torture, easily prying them open.

"Little Bai, hand over Tianxue's soul, and I might spare your life."

Without joy or anger, without hatred or resentment, Mo Ran remained calm.

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