Chapter 36 The reason for Bei Ling's death: Maybe he is some kind of insect?

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There's no basis for this "magic trick."

Oh—she touched the piece of bone he had forcibly stuffed into her sleeve, thinking that perhaps there was some basis for this, though it has not yet been confirmed.

This question came out of nowhere, simply because at a certain moment, she did indeed feel that he resembled a... a male bird with brilliant plumage, flying around.

but.

What kind of bird can be like him, pulling out so many bones as if they were free?

Miao Jue's little face fell into deep thought again.

She carefully touched the slightly bent broken bone, her heart filled with indescribable emotions, as hazy as the mist on the sea. Finally, she shook her head to calm herself down.

...Maybe it's some kind of centipede? Miao Jue thought to himself.

It's the kind of animal with many legs, an exoskeleton, and that crawls in the shadows... Thinking about it, it really fits his evil villainous image perfectly.

Miao Jue nodded thoughtfully.

That's definitely the animal that trees hate the most.

Fortunately, the white-clad youth who rode the wind away did not hear her thoughts at that moment.

He felt her hand gripping his bones, which made him so anxious that he had no strength left.

He had no choice but to rush towards Beiling, not daring to look back.

After watching the ashes fly away quickly, Miaojue let out a long sigh of relief.

The silver fox and the snail behind them stared blankly at each other for a moment, then the girl turned around and looked at them.

The two of them immediately tensed up. Although they had spent a lot of time with Miaomiao, they felt a strange sense of embarrassment, as if they were naked.

Didn't she notice? She probably doesn't know about them yet.

The two of them didn't dare to speak, and squatted down in front of the girl who was much smaller than them.

Miao Jue's tone was very confident: "Next, the Chosen Ones will intercept and kill Cang San. They have their own information channels, so I will go back to their side now and pass on any news to you immediately."

Xianba hesitated for a moment, then reached forward with its fox paw, wondering if it was unsafe. Miaomiao went over by herself.

She immediately opened her mouth to speak, but fearing her voice would be recognized, she could only let out two soft "woofs." The snail immediately responded with soft sucking sounds.

“Don’t worry,” Miao Jue reassured them earnestly. “I know them both very well, and they are probably the only ones in the world who can get the most accurate guidance—brother and sister, please listen to me, and what about that panda brother—where is he?”

Zhu Jiu had been waiting outside, and when she saw Bu Er and Jin Shi leave from afar, she rushed over.

When Xianba and Guiliu heard Miaojue call them "brother" and "sister," they almost burst into tears.

Miaojue's eyes were serious: "I need your help with something."

Upon hearing this, the three ferocious beasts immediately stood up menacingly from the ground.

The giant snail wiggled its long tail, the silver fox sharpened its cracked teeth, and the panda put its two paws on its hips, looking ready to fight for its cubs at any moment.

The three ferocious beasts nodded, indicating: Speak.

Miaojue looked up at the shadow that enveloped her, paused for a second, and then felt a mix of amusement and exasperation.

“I need you to recall what injuries you have suffered, when exactly you suffered them, and how much time has passed since then,” Miaojue clenched her palms, her almond-shaped eyes slowly revealing a glint of light, “—the more accurate the time, the better.”

She looked at the female protagonist in the distance, whose face was filled with shock and pain before she made up her mind, and at the male protagonist who still had a charmingly sinister expression even in his coma, and she made up her mind.

Once this difficult point is resolved, her spirit bone will advance to the upper level of the Earth grade, and the Heavenly Spirit Bone will no longer be out of reach.

The power of regression she can absorb will extend infinitely, and can be used on unit wounds—

She can heal them all.

...

Ashes sped toward the northern edge of the continent, scattering muttered thoughts all along the way.

"How scary, how scary..."

As they approached their destination, the temperature in the air became increasingly cold, with icy particles carried by the convection currents.

This handful of ashes looked like an ominous dark cloud rushing toward Beiling. Its powerful spiritual energy suppressed the area so much that no one dared to probe with their divine sense. All they knew was that some enormous creature had flown overhead.

However, if you look up from above the clouds, you can only see a gentle man with gray-gold eyes and another young man with a face as beautiful as jade.

The man was pale and trembling with anxiety.

"How did you guess it? Why?"

Although Fuji's eyes showed a hint of incomprehension, he still tried to comfort him: "Why are you so nervous? You are also one of a kind in the world—"

"No," Chen Jinshi interrupted him, revealing his true identity.

There's no point in talking to behemoths like them.

Dust settled, and he turned to the side, continuing to mutter to himself.

"She is indeed very smart, but it's not like she could guess my true identity so quickly. I refuse to admit it."

"She was probably just saying it casually."

Chen Jinshi was suddenly taken aback.

"But what she casually said couldn't possibly be the most ordinary and casual thing in her heart, could it?"

Chen Jinshi's face showed despair, and then gradually became expressionless.

"As expected, she never liked birds."

He hates this world.

...

Fuji's melancholy was dispelled by the overwhelming resentment of the little bird behind him. He turned around and shook his head helplessly.

He recalled how Miao Miao used to address them based on their appearance, resulting in a generational difference between everyone in the Underworld Clan, but everyone let her call them that.

A gentle light of nostalgia shone in his grey-gold eyes. In his eyes, each of his younger siblings was unique, whether they were ponies or birds, all equally adorable, beautiful, and precious.

But before Fuji could even offer a word of comfort, the young man in white had already recovered on his own, his eyes filled with nothing but the desire to destroy the world.

He looked down at his feet.

Along the way, Fuji witnessed the entire continent turn into scorched earth, suffering endless drought. He remained silent, yet he single-handedly neutralized the malevolent aura that had been artificially cast.

Dark clouds swept across the fields, sprinkling down long-awaited raindrops. In the fields, the once sorrowful people ran about excitedly, bowing deeply in gratitude to the immortals.

They all say that the fire qilin must have been subdued by Langhuan before the calamities and evil spirits on the continent finally subsided!

Fuji's expression was calm and compassionate, and he remained silent.

Chen Jinshi looked at it for a moment, then chuckled.

He urged the wings formed from ashes to fly even faster. The horizon was a vast expanse of white, and the shape of the vast, cold blue glacier of Beiling was beginning to emerge.

He walked over with a very calm expression, the ashes at his fingertips stirring restlessly, as if he were preparing to burn the entire Beiling to ashes.

Fuji gently pressed him down, his gaze fixed on the gray, thick clouds below—the icy, blue, and overlapping continent of ice crystals lay beneath their feet, stretching endlessly into the distance.

Frozen earth.

Time stood still.

He vaguely sensed a flowing thread of cause and effect, which had entangled him here in countless ways.

Beiling is home to the fewest Ice Spirit Bone cultivators on the entire continent.

The climate here is extreme, and powerful families and sects are unwilling to settle here. However, those who remain here can endure what others cannot, and they have mastered ancient ice techniques, turning themselves into eternally frozen beings, immortal and indestructible, becoming "ice assassins" with terrifying power.

With his eyes half-closed, Chen Jinshi released several layers of gray feathers to search for Ling Qi's location in various directions.

If Ling Qi were in good condition, there would surely be the scent of the divine steed in the wind, but as they chased after him, they only caught a very faint, thin chill. He must not only be injured, but also trapped.

Chen Jinshi's gaze fell upon the entire glacier, and when he looked down, his peach blossom eyes revealed a condescending indifference.

If he and Bu Er attacked at the same time, the entire Beiling could be wiped out.

His fingertips tapped lightly.

He made no attempt to conceal himself upon entering the country, acting completely brazenly. As a result, many Ice Death Warriors noticed the intruder and gathered around him.

A sense of oppression far beyond human comprehension descended slowly like a snow-capped mountain, and more and more ice assassins quietly emerged from the glacier, almost blending into the blue and white ice.

“These people have never been tainted by the flesh and blood of the Netherworld Clan.” Fuji’s gaze swept over them as he pondered.

"Ancient ice magic emphasizes willpower and physical training, and the cultivators' mentality is indeed quite special. However, there are very few human cultivators with ice spirit bones, which also means that there are very few ice-type Netherworld race members. They are the rarest of them all."

Chen Jinshi's gaze was cold, his lips thin and indifferent. "Is it that they don't want to eat?"

It's obvious that I can't eat it.

They all knew very well—

The first among the Netherworld Clan, the White Jade Beast, was born in the eternally frozen world, the Ice Serpent.

Her only spiritual attribute is ice.

The Ice Assassins subtly formed some kind of formation among the glaciers, and the ice spirits in the cold air were clearly several times more concentrated. They also knew that communication was useless and prepared to fight directly on their home turf.

“These ice assassins really don’t need Xiao Qi’s blood and bones.” The Qilin Blazing Fire extended from Bu Er’s feet.

At the same time, the ashes from the burning rose and fell, like scattering paper money in the frozen world, and the young man in white smiled slowly.

"So they'll freeze him."

A gift to Langhuan.

As Chen Jinshi slowly straightened his sleeves, several ice spikes, each tens of meters long, suddenly flew out from the glacier and pierced straight into their gray clouds!

This was the Ice Assassin's extraordinary technique, moving with lightning speed, yet the white-clad figure vanished instantly, turning into countless ashes, leaving only a wisp carrying Bu Er.

The raging Qilin fire directly engulfed the ice spikes.

A hissing sound came from the air, and the scalding water vapor seemed to be evaporating this ice sculpture.

"Fire Qilin?" "Weren't they going to kill him?"

"Don't panic."

Thousands of ice warriors emerged from the glacier fissures. They remained silent, their ice spirits intertwined, and they blasted out sharp ice spikes one after another, almost piling up into the clouds, all while braving the blazing fire.

But the next second, the Heavenly-level cultivator who was secretly directing the Ice Death Warriors suddenly felt a heat near his ear.

Turning his head, a wisp of ash solidified into blurred facial features, giving him a precise, slight smile.

The smile was surprisingly gentle, but the commander of the ice assassin felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He immediately turned his entire body into ice armor, trying to resist the opponent's close combat attack.

But the expected sword strikes or sharp claws and fangs did not appear. He only saw a drop of blood, piercing through the ice armor and imprinting itself on his mind.

The Qilin fire spread outwards, and Fuji's voice echoed from afar: "No—"

"Just a little bit." Chen Jinshi half-closed his eyes to sense it, then looked at the tallest iceberg in the distance.

The man immediately struggled in terror, ran a few steps forward, and then collapsed to the ground with a thud.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and a Heavenly-level Ice Assassin who had cultivated diligently for many years was completely powerless to fight back!

Dust Gathering appeared before the iceberg in the blink of an eye. The surging embers were about to burn it down in the next second, but were stopped by Fuji in time.

"Wait." His grey-gold eyes stared directly at the translucent blue, centuries-old ice layer before him. Between the frozen bubbles and crystals, the extremely low temperature preserved the traces of time to the greatest extent.

Chen Jinshi frowned slightly. "Ling Qi should be down here. They probably have their own way of sending him down. External forces can only burn him."

“I know,” Fuji suddenly spoke up, “...the only one who has been here.”

Chen Jinshi was slightly taken aback, and this time he carefully looked inside along the frozen ice.

Within the deep blue ice, a wisp of translucent white silk was frozen solid.

It has remained here for a century.

It was as if they were waiting for them.

Fuji reached out and gently placed his palm on the iceberg. "She came here and took something."

Dust settles, a faint glimmer of surprise appears, in the heart of an iceberg in the frigid land.

The only thing taken... was it used to store something?

Chen Jinshi's shimmering peach blossom eyes were slightly bewildered for a moment. Something flashed through her mind, and she subconsciously touched her chest.

Fuji gently released blazing fire from his palm, and the massive iceberg began to "sweat".

However, the ice assassins all around began to rush over like madmen.

If only a few hundred people emerged when they came to seize Lingqi, now that they are attacking the oldest iceberg, all the Ice Death Warriors instantly swarmed onto the ground like locusts.

They shouted in an ancient language and charged toward the iceberg one after another.

Dust settled behind him, and ash wings materialized. He flapped them out, and then he understood something. He looked up and exchanged a glance with Fuji.

What they cared about wasn't that Ling Qi had been taken away.

Rather, it's something inside this iceberg.

The burning ashes and the blazing fire of the Qilin simultaneously drilled downwards into the ice layer, causing the frozen soil to tremble and the entire iceberg to sway precariously.

Just as the earth's crust loosened, an extremely clear and refreshing wind blew out from some ice crack. Chen Jinshi immediately raised his hand and burned a passage.

An excited neigh rang out, followed by a pair of round, white hooves like steamed buns. He quickly scrambled through the gaps, finally managing to carve out a spot for himself.

Emerging from beneath the ice cave was a pure, innocent horse face, rarely seen by the naked eye. Its body was a blend of blue and white, its mane covered in ice shards, a testament to its years of wandering and hardship.

This is the seventh divine steed.

Upon seeing the two of them, Xiao Ma's tears welled up instantly. "Second Brother! Tenth Brother!"

Fuji gently and slowly squatted down: "Don't worry, does anything hurt?"

Chen Jinshi helped the half-crippled man up, then bent down and lifted him out by the horse's head with one hand, taking the opportunity to look him over—the injury wasn't serious, he was probably just slowed down by the cold here, which is why he was caught.

Little Horse excitedly thumped on the ground, then snorted angrily as it watched the surging Ice Death Warriors approaching from all sides.

"They ambushed me! Otherwise, I wouldn't have been caught. You know how fast I am!"

After seeing that they stopped moving after retrieving Ling Qi, the Ice Assassins also cautiously stopped, their eyes fixed on the iceberg behind them where the only white-haired figure was buried.

This made Chen Jinshi even more certain that there was something far more important than offering sacrifices to the Underworld Clan.

He stood silently for a moment, lost in thought.

Suddenly, he turned to Ling Qi and asked, "Why did you run to Beiling?"

“I don’t know,” Xiao Ma snorted again, his eyes innocent. “I just vaguely remember… Sister Wei told me that once I can’t run anymore, I should head north.”

Chen Jinshi remained silent.

Fuji beside him slowly closed his eyes, and the threads of cause and effect in his heart were slowly unraveled.

Guided by some unseen force, they searched for the only remaining clue.

My arrival in Beiling was no accident.

Wei Yi, what do you want us to get?

Bu Er's gaze swept over the ice warriors, his voice as clear as the moon as he slowly composed himself, "Beiling has been around for over a hundred years, and the people here now worship this ice mountain."

“Every Ice Assassin here has a natural spiritual bone, without any trace of forced cultivation. They don’t eat the flesh and blood of the Netherworld Clan, except for Xiao Qi’s spiritual attribute being incorrect, probably because… they have realized the obvious drawbacks.”

"Addicted." Chen Jinshi crossed his arms.

Fuji nodded, his voice calm: "There's another little-known fact."

"The Gongyu family once came to a conclusion: all non-natural spiritual bones are at risk of collapsing when forcibly breaking through to a higher level."

"Especially beyond the Heavenly level, beyond the Profound level... without protection, it would be difficult to sustain."

But they were all born and raised as spirit beasts, born and raised on the spot.

Even if there is a method to protect the evolved spirit bones here, it is not of much significance to the Netherworld Clan.

Fuji rarely showed a look of doubt. So why... did she, after years of subtle foreshadowing and preparation, insist on bringing them here?

Beside him, the white-clad youth's gaze slowly changed.

After a moment of slight surprise, those long, narrow, peach-blossom eyes finally understood—

He recalled a quietly growing sapling of the Spirit Bone Tree, which thrived like springtime in the girl's arms.

That was her life force, the cause of cause and effect.

After a long while, Chen Jinshi chuckled softly, the ashes at his fingertips burning again as he looked at the silent, majestic iceberg behind him.

He already knew why he had come to Beiling today.

He wanted to bring back something very important to Miao Jue.

Protect her saplings as they grow.

…

Miaojue watched as the three Netherworld creatures found a place to hide, waiting for her second brother and the others to return.

Then he clapped his hands and walked towards Gong Yuqiu and Dongfang Yaotian.

They returned to the ruins of the coastal city, and unsurprisingly, the two were arguing fiercely about something, pounding the ground.

Upon seeing the ingenious technique, Gong Yuqiu immediately fell silent, her eyes filled with struggle and pain, yet she still subconsciously tightened her grip on the sword in her hand.

Dongfang Yaotian immediately stepped forward, "Qianqian, where did you go? I'm so glad you're alright. Did the aftershocks from when we killed the Fire Qilin underwater hurt you?"

Miaojue's expression was very peaceful.

First, was he killed? Second, wasn't he supposed to have choked on water and passed out before being dragged out?

Miaojue waved her hand dismissively, "I'm fine."

Dongfang Yaotian's eyes were bloodshot, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that you're alright."

Clearly, Dongfang Yaotian did not believe what Gong Yuqiu had just said.

She actually said that Qianqian was from the Underworld Clan...?

Dongfang Yaotian looked at his familiar younger sister. After his father passed away, she was his only family!

How could Qiu'er try to sow discord between us like this?!

Gong Yuqiu lowered her head, bit her lip tightly, her face pale, and finally made her final decision.

She clapped her hands slightly, as if signaling something, and then cultivators in different attire emerged from around the near-sea city, slowly surrounding the center of the magical technique.

Upon closer inspection, those people came from the Central Plains Giant Mountain Sect, Southern Flame Sect, Crimson Cloud Sect, and others who had participated in the encirclement and suppression operation at sea. They also included Gong Yuqiu's own Jade Void Sect, as well as the Golden Hook Ye Sect and Ye Family of the Heavenly Evolution Kingdom, who were familiar with the secret techniques.

The disciples of those sects never returned after entering the sea, yet not a single member of the Underworld Clan was captured. They demanded an explanation, and that explanation was now right before their eyes.

The girl in the green dress stood calmly in everyone's sight.

Dongfang Yaotian's face had turned completely ugly as he looked at Gong Yuqiu: "Qiu'er, what do you mean by this?"

Gong Yuqiu was also in great pain, but the matter of the massacre involved the fate of all living beings, and she could not afford to make any mistakes.

She looked at Miaojue, slowly took something out of her sleeve, and held it up in front of everyone.

Dongfang Yaotian stared intently, his eyes widening in fury: "Qiu'er, are you serious?!"

Miaojue finally heard the system notification.

"The heart-wrenching moment has arrived! After repeated setbacks in her attempt to slay the Netherworld, the female lead finally realizes that a member of the Netherworld Clan is lurking nearby! However, the bloody truth is difficult for the male lead to accept, and the choice between family and love once again imprisons him like a cage, causing him pain and confusion—"

"But no matter what, the male protagonist would not allow his sister to be doubted and insulted like this by the female protagonist!"

Miaojue closed her eyes peacefully.

What is it about her that makes her look more like a villain than Chen Jinshi?

"Please resolve this painful point as soon as possible—"

Miao Jue tucked his hands into his sleeves and began to ponder.

Gong Yuqiu raised the Moyao Jade Ring in his hand and slowly said, "I had a chance encounter in the Endless Sea and learned that the Eastern Princess, who has been around us and involved in the extermination of the Netherworld, is suspected to be a member of the Netherworld Clan."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless eyes immediately fell on Miao Jue, some with doubt, some with suspicion, and some with restless desire.

Gong Yuqiu's eyes were filled with sorrow: "Thinking about it carefully, Princess Dongfang did indeed suddenly change her personality from a certain day. She had never had a spiritual bone before, but suddenly she possessed spiritual power. Although her cultivation level was not high, she always went to the front line of the Slaughtering Underworld. In the end, our Slaughtering Underworld always ended in failure."

“…Princess Dongfang,” Gong Yuqiu took a deep breath and looked at her, “The Moyao Jade Ring in my hand is a secret treasure of the Yuxu Sect, which can verify the lineage of the Netherworld Clan.”

"Today, all the sects and families are gathered here. Please allow me to verify your identity with the Mo Yao Jade Ring. If Princess Dongfang is not a member of the Underworld Clan, I will accept the full punishment of the Jade Void Sect. If Princess Dongfang is indeed a member of the Underworld Clan..."

"Gong Yuqiu." A cold and arrogant voice rang out, interrupting her.

Everyone turned to look in the direction of the sound.

"Have you said enough?" Dongfang Yaotian stared at her blankly, his eyes already bloodshot with pain.

Gong Yuqiu slowly raised her eyes, her gaze broken yet resolute: "Dongfang Yaotian, when it comes to the safety of the common people, can you distinguish between what is important and what is not?"

"Enough! Qianqian is my sister. If you question her so much, why don't you question me? Come on, use the Mo Yao Jade Ring to test me!"

Gong Yuqiu's face was deathly pale as she looked at him with a pained expression.

Someone from the Golden Hook Ye Gate immediately spoke up: "Young Prince, please don't be angry. If the princess is not from the Underworld Clan, wouldn't a test prove her innocence?"

“Yes!” someone in the crowd immediately echoed.

Dongfang Yaotian's eyes were bloodshot. "But I don't believe it at all!"

Gong Yuqiu also became cold and resolute, holding the Mo Yao jade ring in both hands, and slowly passed by him.

No one knows that this was once their token of love. Now they are at odds, exchanging hurtful words.

It hurts, it hurts so much...

Gong Yuqiu thus arrived at the secret formula.

The system seemed a little worried for Miao Jue and reminded him, "Have you forgotten that you're still carrying the Nether Bone? If this is detected, you'll be confirmed guilty—what can we do about that?"

Miaojue snapped out of her daze: "It's easy to solve."

The system thought about it and agreed, since it had the power to rewind time. "You can turn back time and hide the Nether Bone first."

The key: "No, no."

System: "Do you mean you want to just revert the Nether Bone back?"

The secret: "No, no, no."

Tip: "You're overthinking things."

Miao Jue, concealing the Netherworld Bone in his sleeve, looked at the male and female protagonists with an air of experience. Their main point of contention was that one believed, and the other did not.

Then just let them unify completely!

…

Meanwhile, on the other side, at Beiling Glacier.

The massive ancient icebergs completely melted away, leaving behind a misty, watery landscape in the frigid land.

The tall, elegant young man in white, stepping over the bodies of several ice assassins, squatted in the ice core and gracefully picked up something that had been buried for a hundred years.

Fuji reached out and caught the strand of white hair that was gently falling from the air.

In the frozen land, time stands still.

The cause and effect she left behind is time...

Fuji slowly raised his eyes and saw the glacier of Beiling beginning to break apart and drift towards more distant, uninhabited lands. The misty vapors brought by the burning turned into thick fog on the sea surface, gradually appearing to merge with a patch of sea fog.

Fuji finally understood the last meaning behind the only one left in Beiling.

The continents are interconnected, so there is no such thing as the North; they are forever connected to the endless sea.

To reach Langhuan, one must see through the "fog".

Chen Jinshi stood up and was slightly taken aback when he looked up. He wondered how this strange and beautiful scene had come about. The thin ice layer and the collapsed iceberg reflected each other, and after the misty water vapor dissipated, they found themselves facing the sea they had come from.

It felt as if we were right next to each other.

This sea is the place where the Qilin was sealed for a hundred years.

The only white hair that had been preserved remained, and it had stood by him for a hundred years.

Fuji sighed softly.

Ling Qi exclaimed, "How amazing! I can even hear the sound of the waves on the other side, but I can't run across."

What is the underlying principle behind the sea fog that constantly surrounds Lang Huan?

Chen Jinshi took a few steps closer and saw a group of people gathered in the coastal city, surrounding the girl in the green robe, as if they wanted to attack her...?

Miaojue stood calmly in everyone's sight, his hands tucked into his sleeves.

Chen Jinshi squinted and suddenly saw the Mo Yao jade ring on Gong Yuqiu's hand. He instantly stood up straight, ashes rising, "—Let's go."

The sound from the other side came through, accompanied by the sound of waves.

"Whether she is a member of the Underworld Clan or not will be clear with a single examination!"

"If you dare not let Mo Yaoyu examine it, then you are guilty—"

"Young Prince Dongfang, you wouldn't want the Netherworld Clan lurking around you, would you? This is too terrifying."

He gathered up the dust and frowned.

These idiots.

The girl's expression remained calm.

She still has the remains of the underworld he left behind on her. Did she hide them beforehand? Or is she going to return them to him?

...

At this moment, in the coastal city.

Miaojue calmly raised his hand, "—Test it."

Upon seeing this, Gong Yuqiu breathed a sigh of relief. Her composure meant it couldn't be true.

Dongfang Yaotian snorted coldly. Gong Yuqiu felt a pang of heartache. She took the Mo Yao jade ring and put it down. Miao Jue raised her slightly bulging right arm.

"when--"

The jade ring was gently tapped, and then a sudden surge of energy erupted.

A beam of mysterious light rose from the center of the jade ring, slowly tracing a horizontal line in mid-air, finally outlining an intersecting "ten".

Miaojue smiled slightly: "That's me."

The scene was deathly silent.

On the other side of the sea, Chen Jinshi was stunned.

She... she's replacing him... She doesn't even know who he is, or how dangerous the Tenth is. How dare she do this?

They could have thrown away the Nether Bone earlier.

Or, like last time, simply toss the bone back into his chest cavity.

Why not?

Miao Jue watched as Dongfang Yaotian's jaw dropped in astonishment, and Gong Yuqiu took a step back in shock. After an extreme silence, the system clicked and passed the torture point.

System: No, it really works?! The male and female leads suddenly stopped being miserable!

The sapling stretched upwards, and the spiritual bone grew to the seventh level of the Earth rank, only three steps away from becoming a Heavenly Spiritual Bone.

He tucked the secret in his hand and smiled slightly.

As the tenth in the underworld, the male and female protagonists will always have the wrong answers, and the plot of Langhuan will become clearer and clearer. The whereabouts of the third uncle, fifth aunt, and eldest sister will also become clearer.

and--

She touched the bent broken bone in her sleeve.

After finding out whose bones these were, and how that person dismembered themselves... I really didn't want to just throw the secret away.

On the other side of the sea.

Xiao Ma, looking dazed, scratched at the young man in white. "Ah, then who are you?"

Chen Jinshi lowered his head and remained silent, his fingertips trembling and numb at his sides.

She is helping him, and helping everyone.

Does she know what this means?

Why, why? She clearly only guessed he was a bird.

A huge uproar had already broken out in the coastal city, with many people rushing straight at her: "You're Ming Shi?! You're the legendary—"

Chen Jinshi's heart was completely numb; all he wanted was to teleport to her as quickly as possible and block everyone's view.

Behind him, vast bird wings unfurled uncontrollably; they were no longer ashen feathers, but real, belonging to him...

"What exactly are you?!" someone asked the girl.

The tenth member of the Underworld Clan, he has never appeared in his true form, and the debate over him has raged for centuries.

Today, the truth will finally be revealed—

Miao Jue smiled slightly, "I am—"

“A centipede, a giant insect”.

Chen Jinshi's wildly beating heart suddenly stopped.

Dust gathers up: ?