Biyun Temple does not restrict the personal freedom of its disciples. If anyone wants to go out for training, they only need to report it.
Therefore, she had no idea where her two junior sisters had gone.
Moreover, in recent years, Junior Sister Qingzhu and Junior Sister Fu'er have often traveled together to gain experience outside. They usually return after a few months. Even the Abbot doesn't inquire about their whereabouts, let alone her, a steward responsible for recording everyone's travels.
She only recorded the times when her disciples went out and returned; as for where they went, she did not need to report it.
"Qingzhu, my daughter!" Fang Yuzhen was heartbroken, tears streaming down her face. "Mother will find you and avenge you."
She got up and ran to her room. After rummaging through the drawers and cabinets for a while, she grabbed two jars and hurriedly ran to the place in Biyun Temple where they were usually used for worshipping the heavens. She ordered someone to bring over an offering table and placed it opposite the altar for worshipping the heavens. She then placed the two small jars she was carrying on the table.
After doing all that, Fang Yuzhen had someone send over incense and candles.
After everything was prepared, she began her ritual, and amidst the somewhat terrified gazes of her disciples, she summoned two ghost messengers from the underworld.
They are righteous people; they only need to offer sacrifices to Heaven and never to the ghosts and immortals of the underworld.
But their abbot is doing the opposite today.
"Two ghost immortals, my daughter Fang Qingzhu died not long ago. I would like to ask you two ghost immortals to help me find out where her soul is now so that I can go and search for it. These two jars of wine, which are infused with rare and precious ingredients, are my tribute to you two ghost immortals." Fang Yuzhen said while bowing.
The two ghost messengers glanced at the wine on the offering table, discussed for a moment, and then used their tokens to search for Fang Qingzhu's soul, but found nothing.
“We did not find your daughter’s soul, but… she is indeed dead, only her soul has been scattered.” After saying this, the ghost messenger took the two jars of wine and quickly disappeared.
Fang Yuzhen originally wanted to ask these two ghost messengers to help her locate her daughter's soul so that she could hurry over and bring her daughter back before the other ghost messengers took her soul away.
She simply couldn't bear the pain of losing her daughter.
Even if her daughter's spirit were to stay by her side in the future, she would still be willing.
Perhaps one day, he will find a way to bring his daughter back to life in another's body.
She didn't care about anything else, nor did she care that what she was doing violated the bottom line that a Taoist practitioner should uphold; all she wanted was her daughter.
However, the two ghost messengers just now told her that her daughter's soul had been scattered.
"Ah..." Fang Yuzhen could no longer bear the blow and couldn't help but scream.
"Investigate! Investigate! I will tear the person who killed Qingzhu to pieces, grind their bones to dust, and utterly destroy their soul, ensuring they are never reincarnated..."
...
After returning to the Ye family, Ye Xianya obtained the medicinal herbs that Qi Jiu had bought and went to the backyard to refine pills.
As it was getting dark, she had someone deliver the refined pills to Qi Chengshuo.
Upon learning that Qi Jiu and Ye Miaoyun were waiting for her to have dinner together, Ye Xianya hurried over.
"Xianya's here! Are you hungry? Have a bowl of soup first!" Ye Miaoyun quickly served her a bowl of chicken soup when she saw her daughter come in.
"Father, Mother, you don't need to wait for me to eat next time. Sometimes I lose track of time when I'm cultivating, and it's the same when I'm refining pills," Ye Xianya quickly said.
"Anyway, we're not hungry. It's more fun to have a meal with more people," Qi Jiu said with a smile.
"Where are my maternal grandparents? Have they had dinner yet?" Ye Xianya asked hurriedly.
"They've already eaten. The elderly go to bed late, so they're probably already in bed by now," Ye Miaoyun said gently. "Eat quickly, or the food will get cold."
The family of three chatted and ate their meal, enjoying each other's company in a harmonious atmosphere.
"Did Father and Mother find a suitable house today?" Ye Xianya asked with a smile.
"We've chosen!" Qi Jiu nodded hurriedly. "Both houses are in the east of the city, not far from the palace. The larger one is closer to the palace and also closer to the Prince Duan's residence. Your mother and I have discussed it and decided to give you the larger one. When you become a princess, you won't need to change houses. You can use that one as your princess residence, which is just right."
Changing things back and forth is troublesome; it's better to do it right the first time.
"Let my maternal grandparents live in the big house, since my two uncles will also be living with them." Ye Xianya didn't seem to care about these things.
The house is just for her and Zhengzheng to live in, so it doesn't need to be too big.
"Your maternal grandfather's house is big enough, so don't worry. Your father will arrange everything perfectly and will never let them suffer any grievances," Qi Jiu said with a smile.
Seeing that the couple had made their decision, Ye Xianya said no more.
She killed the children of two Taoist leaders, and they must hate her to the core now.
In the meantime, she should just focus on improving her skills.
Ye Xianya had originally planned to destroy Yunxiao Palace first, but now she has to temporarily abandon that idea.
Destroying Yunxiao Palace is easy enough, but if we alert the woman from Biyun Temple, things will get much worse.
The abbots of Xuantian Temple and Biyun Temple are truly skilled.
If I were to fight Fang Yuzhen now, it would be very difficult to win, since she has hundreds of disciples from Biyun Temple behind her.
Once she and Zhengzheng improve their skills further, there won't be any problems.
...
In the Duan Prince's mansion, after Qi Chengshuo took two pills sent by Ye Xianya, he quickly felt that his body was not so hot anymore, especially his chest, which was not as burning hot as before, and he felt much more comfortable.
He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Qi Chengshuo had a dream in which he was in a palace built of ice. The palace was floating in the air, and the surrounding mountains also seemed to be rootless, floating in the air.
He vaguely heard a call coming from deep within the palace.
"Shuo'er...Shuo'er..."
Qi Chengshuo felt that the voice sounded a bit like his mother, Wei Shuyu.
He subconsciously walked deeper into the palace and saw a woman dressed in blue with beautiful features sitting on a white jade chair, smiling at him.
"Shuo'er, you're back!" the woman in blue said softly, her voice gentle as could be.
Just as Qi Chengshuo was about to ask who she was, an ice-blue sword suddenly appeared in the woman's hand and stabbed him in the chest.
"Shuo'er, don't blame your mother. I had no choice but to do this..." The woman in blue was in tears.
Qi Chengshuo felt as if his heart was about to break apart, and he suddenly woke up from his dream.
He subconsciously touched his chest and found that it had returned to normal and was no longer burning hot.
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