As soon as Madam Nangong stood up, Lu Xiuwen also stood up, releasing his terrifying aura as a late-stage Void Refinement cultivator.
The tense atmosphere reached its peak when a purple rainbow flew in, transforming into a stunningly beautiful girl in a purple gauze dress.
This girl was none other than A Yao.
Upon seeing A Yao, both Lu Xiuwen and Madam Nangong withdrew their imposing aura.
"Xiao Qi, what brings you here?" Lu Xiuwen asked.
Ayao stepped into the main hall, glanced at the half-dead Lu Xuening, looked at everyone, and finally her gaze fell on Madam Nangong: "I may have a way to save the Third Young Master."
Everyone looked at A Yao with shock.
"Really?" Madam Nangong asked as she approached.
Ayao looked at her and said, "Please let me see the Third Young Master. I'll know once I see him."
Nangong Qi had been cultivating in seclusion in his cave. Even the direct descendants of the Nangong family, including Nangong Rou and Nangong Yan, were not allowed to disturb him. However, since the Nangong family originally wanted A Yao to marry Nangong Qi, it was fine for A Yao to see him.
Madam Nangong nodded: "Alright!"
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Several long streaks of light flew towards one of the most spiritually powerful peaks in the Youyun Mountains, landing in a corner of a palace on that peak.
After these long rainbows landed, they transformed into cultivators. Leading the way was a beautiful woman in palace attire, accompanied by a stunningly beautiful young woman in purple.
They walked toward a small courtyard, and after a few steps, a maidservant greeted them. Ayao looked around; the place was lush with flowers, fragrant with orchids and musk, and the vegetation was swaying gracefully—a truly serene and secluded spot.
“Aqi is ahead.” Madam Nangong said to Ayao, her voice not as hostile as when she spoke to Lu Xiuwen; she clearly had a very good impression of Ayao.
Ayao looked ahead and saw several tall cherry blossom trees planted in front of her. Under the cherry blossom trees were stone tables, stone benches, a chessboard, and chess pieces. A man in white was sitting at the stone table, playing chess against himself. The wind blew his white robes, and he sensed someone approaching. He looked gently in Ayao's direction.
He had violet eyes, porcelain-white skin, a gentle and refined temperament, and an ethereal beauty like morning dew and moonlight. His appearance was breathtakingly handsome.
The wind blew the petals down and they danced in the air. He sat there, like a figure in a serene and beautiful painting.
The moment Ayao saw his face clearly, she froze.
Looking at the man in white, she imagined vast fields of tall peach trees, a silver-haired man with golden eyes standing beneath them, his entire body enveloped in celestial light, his white robes billowing in the wind, and him smiling as he said:
"Feng Yao, if you can become the Immortal Emperor, I will agree to fight you!"
Luo Bai!
Why does Nangong Qi look exactly like Luo Bai?
Seeing that A Yao was staring intently at her son, Madam Nangong chuckled inwardly, feeling quite pleased with herself. This wasn't the first noblewoman to look at her son like that; he was her greatest pride.
Madam Nangong thought that Ayao was in a daze because she was amazed, but little did she know that Ayao was not shocked by Nangong Qi's peerless appearance, but because he looked exactly like the Dragon Emperor Luo Bai.
Why is Nangong Qi so similar to Luo Bai? Is he Luo Bai's clone? Or a clone's clone? Or perhaps a clone's clone's clone's clone...?
Luo Bai, that guy, loves playing with clones the most. Other people have clones in the hundreds, maybe a dozen or twenty at most, and it would be surprising if they had hundreds. But he has clones in the hundreds of millions.
The main body splits into countless clones, each clone then splits into countless more, and so on...
The main theme is infinity.
The number of hundreds of millions is just speculation; in reality, no one knows exactly how many clones he has.
Some even say that Luo Bai, who is at the Immortal Emperor level, is just an avatar of his true form, and that no one has ever seen him. He has been sleeping in a cave realm that he created.
He likes to scatter his clones throughout the myriad realms and every corner of the ancient stars. Sometimes these clones exist alone, and sometimes they parasitize other creatures.
Ayao asked him, "Why do you create so many clones?"
He laughed and said, "It's fun."
Ayao, of course, didn't believe a word of it, not even the punctuation.
Luo Bai and Master A Yao were from the same era. He was even older than her master Feng Wu. When Master Feng Wu first met Luo Bai, she told A Yao, "Stay away from that guy Luo Bai. Don't be fooled by his respectable appearance. He's full of bad intentions."
"If he speaks to you, you must be careful. You can't believe everything he says, but you can't completely disbelieve him either."
Later, Ayao discovered that everything her master said was true.
This old mudfish appears refined and otherworldly, seemingly virtuous and gentle, but in reality, he is treacherous and cunning, and disrespectful to his age. Despite being tens of thousands or millions of years old, he still makes fun of a junior who is not even a fraction of his age.
The Phoenix Clan and the Dragon Clan have always been enemies. As the Holy Maiden and Young Emperor of the Phoenix Clan, A Yao felt it was her responsibility and duty to defeat this old mudfish and trample him underfoot.
Ayao challenged him many times, but he never took her seriously and refused to fight her.
Ayao persisted until he agreed. He said that if she became an immortal emperor, he would fight her seriously.
However, even after becoming an Immortal Emperor, she ultimately died at the hands of the Demon Lord Xuan Tian.
She failed to keep her promise to Luo Bai.
In her previous life, A Yao had never met Nangong Qi, the third young master of the Nangong family. He looked exactly like Luo Bai. Was he Luo Bai's clone?
But there's no dragon aura. Perhaps because her cultivation level has decreased, her ability to sense other bloodlines has weakened, but Ayao is confident that she can sense the auras of the Phoenix Clan and their mortal enemy, the Dragon Clan.
No, he has neither Luo Bai's aura nor the aura of the dragon race.
But if he isn't Luo Bai's clone, why does he look so much like him?
"Mother."
When Nangong Qi saw Madam Nangong, he stood up, walked closer, and bowed to her.
Madam Nangong cleared her throat, and Ayao came back to her senses. Madam Nangong smiled and said, "Aqi, this is Miss Lu Qi. Miss Lu Qi has come to help you with your treatment."
In fact, someone had already explained the situation to Nangong Qi. Nangong Qi looked at A Yao. It was the first time he had seen such a beautiful girl. Even while he was meditating in his illness, he had heard of Miss Lu Qi's reputation. She was indeed as beautiful and outstanding as the rumors said.
He smiled warmly at A Yao and bowed politely: "Miss Lu Qi, I've long admired your name!"
Ayao stared at his face, scrutinizing him closely.
The face is exactly the same, the temperament is very similar, the eye color is different, and the voice is different. But these are not evidence that he is not Luo Bai's clone. Changing appearance is easier for Luo Bai than drinking water.
"Greetings, Third Young Master," said A Yao.
Nangong Qi's face was pale and his breathing was unsteady. Ayao scanned him several times with her divine sense and confirmed that he was indeed injured and poisoned.
"Miss Lu Qi, are you going to treat me?" Nangong Qi asked, his voice very gentle. Although the voice was different, the tone was very similar to Luo Bai's.
Ayao nodded, looked at him and said, "Do you think that because my cultivation is low and I'm young, I can't possibly cure you?"
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