Ah, I really want to go see the peach blossoms on Lingjing Mountain...
I miss my silly niece so much...
I miss my sister so much…
Huang Xinyan is on her deathbed.
It seems her wishes will never come true.
Yue Qingling felt that if the lips were gone, the teeth would be cold; next, it would be his turn to suffer.
But at that moment, Yue Qingling suddenly thought of a spell from the "Chan Nu Immortal Technique".
When a cultivator is about to die, she can entrust her divine consciousness to a magical artifact.
Few people know this mental technique, and even if someone does, they are considered a heretic.
After all, when a person dies, it's like a lamp going out; trapping a person's soul in a magical artifact is going against the will of Heaven.
Moreover, if the divine consciousness doesn't leave, then won't the next thing be thinking about possessing another body?
That's even more evil magic!
But Yue Qingling had no time to care about any of that at the moment.
He saw no hope, so he didn't want Huang Xinyan to die so soon.
Otherwise, he would truly be living in utter darkness.
"I'm so sorry, Fairy Huang!"
The Azure Dragon Tendon binds the prison cell, within which Yue Qingling can recover to the Heavenly Cultivation Realm.
He saw the dagger.
This is the Empress's weapon; it must be a magical artifact!
He began to circulate his internal energy.
"call!"
Huang Xinyan's fading consciousness was extracted from her shattered body and, before she could think further, burrowed into the dagger.
Yue Qingling looked at Huang Xinyan's corpse and murmured again.
"Feel sorry!"
He picked up a dagger and plunged it into Huang Xinran's body.
Then, Yue Qingling banged on the prison door.
"Help! Someone's dead! Throw the body out!"
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