The woman seemed particularly proud as she spoke, and she laughed for quite a while before finally stopping.
"I was able to come up with a way to break the Nine Deaths Soul Suppression Curse, thanks in large part to you."
"Me?" Yan Qing was truly dumbfounded. Two thousand years ago, she didn't even know where she was!
The woman changed the subject, “Actually, it’s not quite like that. To be precise, it’s all thanks to the corpse inside the Azure Dragon Coffin. The High Priest was wise all his life, but he overlooked one thing: shortly after the Azure Dragon Coffin was born, the woman inside suddenly disappeared, and no one knows her whereabouts to this day.”
"The only people who witnessed the woman's fleeting beauty at that time, besides the guards who opened the coffin, were my lord, myself, and the high priest. The Nine Deaths Soul Suppression Curse was found on the outermost stone coffin. Therefore, I suspect that there must be a way to break it inside the coffin."
At this point, Yan Qing understood. "So, you chose to die for your country?"
"A clever girl!" The woman's praise was undisguised. "The location of the Azure Dragon Coffin was uncertain. The High Priest initially wanted to choose this place as his final resting place, but for some reason, he could never enter it. However, by chance, he discovered a special groove at the bottom of the stone coffin. For this, he spared no expense and finally found a material similar to that of the stone coffin to create a smaller one—this is where you found his body."
"Then, before his death, he ordered the construction of nine smaller hells modeled after the legendary Taoist concept of breaking through the nine hells, originally intending to divide my lord's body into nine parts and suppress them there."
"Unfortunately, he miscalculated. Although our lord's golden body was broken, his corpse was not something an ordinary person could cut. He tried his best but could only cut it into eight parts. He suppressed seven of them in seven small hells as array eyes. Only the head was taken away separately and its whereabouts are unknown."
The woman's voice sounded somewhat wistful. Although the other party hadn't said many things, she now understood that the anomalies in those seven minor hells were all caused by him.
This person's meticulousness, resolute attitude, and far-sighted planning far exceeded her imagination. Regardless, even after two thousand years, she ultimately succeeded.
Such a remarkable woman deserves her heartfelt admiration.
However, she still had one question: "Why did the High Priest bring the head of King Jinzhu Yelang to his side alone? And why did he bury it with him in the same tomb? Given the enmity between the two, this doesn't make sense!"
The woman seemed to have anticipated her question, and upon hearing it, she merely chuckled lightly, her tone undisguisedly sarcastic.
"That's because some people overestimated their abilities. Although the High Priest is said to be able to calculate five hundred years in advance and backward, as far as I know, he can only calculate for a few decades at most—and all of this can only be achieved with the help of the power of our Lord's golden body."
Yan Qing's mind suddenly lit up. "Could it be that he kept the head of King Jinzhu Yelang in order to borrow the power of his golden body? But didn't you say that you had already separated the golden body from King Jinzhu Yelang?"
"Hehe—the little girl has quite clear logic. Not bad, although the power of my lord's golden body can be forcibly separated, for a superhuman, all the energy cores are in your sea of consciousness, so the brain is the most important—aren't you a superhuman yourself? Don't you feel this way?"
Yan Qing felt somewhat ashamed after hearing what she said. As a superhuman, she was at best just a large-scale combustion engine. She hadn't really researched the origins of her superpowers.
"Alright, you'll probably have plenty of time to study this later, so there's no need to rush. As for me, after two thousand years of planning and such a huge sacrifice, being able to finally achieve complete liberation today is actually a good thing for me."
The woman's voice gradually faded, "I'm probably about to disappear, and this place will soon be quiet for the first time—before I leave, I have a word of advice for you."
Yan Qing's expression turned serious. She had a premonition that the woman's words would shatter her long-held beliefs, but she still wanted to hear them.
"You, I don't know how to say it. At first, I really thought you were the missing woman in the Azure Dragon Coffin. But now even I don't know anymore. The threads of fate are on you. You can't see the past or the future at all, so you only have the present."
The woman's words completely baffled her; she didn't understand anything about the past, future, or present.
However, she still inexplicably felt that this sentence was very important to her; it was an instinct from the bottom of her heart.
"If possible, never go to western Hunan, especially Wuyun Mountain, in this lifetime—this is the last thing I'll do for you, as a way of expressing my gratitude..."
Her voice trailed off, almost audible. It was as if the woman's voice had vanished completely, leaving only her unspoken thoughts in the void.
"A thousand years of planning... I... have no regrets..."
This time, Yan Qing neither fainted nor fell asleep again. After all the sounds disappeared, all she could hear was the faint rustling of wind around the stone coffin, caused by its rapid movement.
"The Azure Dragon Carries the Coffin," she chuckled self-deprecatingly. Now, she truly was the only living person left here.
What's even funnier is that she didn't even know where she was going.
The villa area along Lingshan Avenue.
When Yue Qi returned home, another month had passed. Now, it was almost July, and the weather was indeed unbearably hot.
But in contrast to the scorching weather, his growing sense of panic was palpable.
A month has passed since he left Famen Temple, and he has been searching for Yan Qing's whereabouts ever since.
But no matter how hard he searched, the person seemed to have vanished into thin air and never appeared again.
Now, Yue Qi's last hope rests on Yan Qing's only relative—Yan Che.
Unexpectedly, his visit to Yan Che seemed to have been part of Yan Che's plan all along.
Yan Che had been living in Yan Qing's luxurious villa and hadn't gone to any dungeons during that time. Even though his younger sister had been missing for half a year, he still appeared calm and composed.
Yue Qi sensed something was wrong. This person didn't seem surprised that his sister had disappeared? Or did he know something?
"Alright, tell me, how did you and Qingqing get separated?" Yan Che poured him a glass of water, sat down beside him, and adopted a listening posture.
Yue Qi recounted his experiences in the Azure Dragon Coffin Challenge from the beginning.
Yan Che was somewhat distracted at first, but when he inadvertently mentioned the name "Mu Xiao," the other person actually stood up.
"Wait, who did you say?!"
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