She stared at the strange scene in the sky and squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth.
"Holy Yin Spiritual Root!"
Her voice trembled with extreme hatred.
"Yun Ji, you actually recovered!"
Back then, she and her mother had gone to great lengths to destroy Yun Ji's Holy Yin Spiritual Root, turning her into a cripple!
But now, the spiritual root that should have been silent forever has reappeared in the world in full view of everyone!
"No, that's impossible!"
She stood up suddenly, murderous intent boiling around her, and hideous blood-red lines appeared on her snow-white skin, like a demon.
"Master, calm down!"
The man next to him was so scared that he knelt on the ground, trembling.
Yun Lan Yi turned a deaf ear to him. She stared into the distance, her eyes bloodshot, and her voice was as cold as ice.
"Check! Check immediately!"
"Who helped her reshape her spiritual roots?!"
"I want him to die without a complete body!"
…
In just half a day, the news swept across the entire Tiansheng Dynasty like a hurricane.
"The Holy Imperial Chamber of Commerce will hold an auction in three days. The grand prize is the right to customize a high-level divine elixir!"
"As long as you bid for this item, you can designate any top-grade divine elixir to be refined, with a 100% success rate!"
"Besides, the efficacy of the medicine is guaranteed to be 100%!"
…
Nangong Qingxue stood quietly in front of the cold jade window, looking at the shocking news coming from the jade slip.
She opened her thin lips slightly, and the white mist she exhaled condensed into frost flowers on the cold jade window.
"One hundred percent success rate?"
Outside the window, a thousand-year-old snow lotus sensed her emotional fluctuations, and its crystal petals swayed without wind.
Nangong Qingxue's eyes turned slightly, and her sight penetrated the thick clouds and mist, as if she saw that familiar figure.
"Zhao Lingzhen, I didn't expect that your visit to the Star Domain Divine Realm would actually make me look at you with new eyes."
"What are your orders, Goddess?"
A maid dressed in white appeared silently outside the palace and knelt on the ground paved with cold jade.
She lowered her head, not daring to look directly at the cold and celestial figure.
Nangong Qingxue withdrew her thoughts and flicked her sleeves.
"Prepare a generous gift."
Her voice was cold, yet carried an unquestionable authority.
"Take the essence of the ten thousand year old black ice at the bottom of the cold pond, and take the nine-leaf ice heart lotus with you."
The maid looked up suddenly when she heard this, with shock flashing in her eyes.
"Goddess, that's——"
"Um?"
Nangong Qingxue's eyes fixed, and the maid immediately fell silent, pressing her forehead to the ground.
"I will prepare it right away."
After the maid left, Nangong Qingxue slowly walked towards the cold jade platform in the center of the hall.
Nangong Qingxue murmured.
"It seems that I was wrong back then. But based on your feelings for me in the past, even if I can't take the picture, you will help me make the elixir, right?"
…
Yun family.
Bang!
A crisp sound exploded in the silent attic. Yun Lanyi's slender jade fingers shattered the priceless blood jade cup. The sharp fragments pierced deeply into her palm, but not a drop of blood flowed out.
The scarlet wine flowed down her snow-white fingertips, as shocking as blood.
"The right to customize high-level divine elixirs?"
Her red lips curled slightly, revealing a creepy sneer.
The candlelight in the pavilion flickered without wind, casting a strange shadow on her charming face.
"It seems that the person who helped that slave girl recover her spiritual roots is the alchemist of this auction item."
The desperate look in Yun Ji's eyes when her spiritual roots were shattered into pieces still makes Yun Lanyi feel very happy when he thinks of it.
But now, the other party has recovered his spiritual roots.
She suddenly slapped the gilded pillar beside her, shaking the entire attic and causing spider-web-like cracks to appear on the pillar.
"Someone come!"
A group of dark shadows immediately knelt down outside the door, with the leading guard pressing his forehead to the ground, not daring to look up.
"What are your orders, Goddess?"
Yun Lan Yi turned around slowly, narrowing her enchanting phoenix eyes. Her voice was as sweet as honey, yet it made people shudder.
"Pass on my order to immediately inventory all the treasures of the Yun family, including the Nine Nether Cold Iron treasured by my father in the secret vault, and -"
She paused, her red lips curled up in a cruel arc.
"Convert all the dowry prepared by my good sister into spirit stones for me!"
The captain of the guards shuddered, but didn't dare to say anything.
"Yes, I'll do it right away."
After everyone left, Yun Lan looked in the direction of the Shengyu Chamber of Commerce, with bloodshot eyes.
"Do you think you can turn things around by recovering your spiritual roots? This time, I'll let you know what true despair is!"
…
Divine Sword Sect.
boom--
A brilliant sword light shot up into the sky from the depths of the sword tomb like a blue dragon emerging from the sea.
The sharp sword energy instantly tore apart the sea of clouds within a radius of hundreds of feet, and the clouds in the sky scattered like cotton wool.
The aftermath of the sword energy continued to vibrate, shocking the thousands of ancient swords in the sword tomb to tremble in unison.
Xiao Tianjue was wearing a black sword robe and standing with his hands behind his back on the Wentian Stone at the top of the sword tomb.
"An alchemist with a 100% success rate?"
His deep and powerful voice echoed in the sword tomb, shaking the surrounding rock walls and causing dust to fall off.
The wide sleeves moved without wind, and the iron-like arms underneath were faintly visible, with sword marks emitting a faint golden glow.
Amidst the howling mountain wind, a crystal-white ancient sword flew out from the depths of the sword tomb and hovered steadily beside Xiao Tianjue.
As the sword trembled, a clear human voice came out.
"Sect Master, we have been searching for the recipe for the Nine-Transformation Sword Soul Pill for three million years, and now someone has finally been able to refine it."
Xiao Tianjue raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his hand to gently stroke the sword.
The moment the fingertips touched the sword blade, sparks flew.
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