Hearing the words "Go to sleep", Hua Xiangwan's heart started beating wildly. She had been warned twice not to act on her own. The first time was on the day of the wedding banquet in Hehuan Palace, when she and Qin Yunyi were fighting alone and Xie Changji had a serious and detailed conversation with her.

The second time at the Wulong Zongdi Temple, Xie Changji personally demonstrated to her the seriousness of the problem.

Now I got caught for the third time...

Xie Changji's reaction was so calm that it frightened her.

She lay in Xie Changji's arms, feeling uneasy, not knowing when Xie Changji would wake up or whether he knew what she had done.

If he knew, what did he say in the underground palace?

“That day will never come.”

Hua Xiangwan thought about what he said that day in the underground palace, and her emotions gradually calmed down.

Xie Changji noticed that she was not asleep, so he opened his eyes and asked her with some concern: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"You..." Hua Xiangwan asked tentatively, "When did you wake up?"

Xie Changji said nothing. After a while, he lied, "Not long after, I woke up and saw that you were gone."

Hearing this, Hua Xiangwan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he probably didn't know what had just happened. She turned over in his arms, smiled and raised her eyes: "Then why don't you look for me?"

Xie Changji said nothing. He just watched her happily. After a while, he reminded her slowly, "Shuangsheng Fu, it's okay. You also have things you want to do."

As long as the Twin Talismans were fine, she would be fine.

Hua Xiangwan got the reason, nodded, and shrank back into the quilt.

After getting into bed, she thought about it and still felt a little guilty.

She took the initiative to reach out and hold Xie Changji, leaning on his chest: "Don't worry, what I do is very safe."

"Yeah." Xie Changji's voice was very calm, and he didn't seem to care. "I know."

Seeing that he was in a calm mood, Hua Xiangwan felt relieved and fell asleep in his arms.

Xie Changji ran his fingers through her hair, looked at it for a while, then bent down and kissed her forehead.

I couldn't help but smile.

She started to comfort him because she did things behind his back.

Starting from the second day, Hua Xiangwan felt guilty for being a thief, and in the next two days, he treated Xie Changji very well, almost fulfilling all his requests.

It's just that Xie Changji didn't ask for much except for some unspeakable things. He was the one who took care of her daily life. Apart from Hua Xiangwan hammering her waist every day, there was no apparent change in their status.

Qin Fenglie went to the Wugu Sect for two days. After he came back, he called the people from Mingluan Palace over. Everyone in the palace stayed up all night. On the eve of the battle between Wen Rong and Ming Huo on the stage of life and death, there was a slow and urgent knock on Hua Xiangwan's window.

Hearing the voice, Xie Changji turned around and looked at her. They both nodded, and Xie Changji walked out the door and quietly opened the barrier, completely isolating the small room from the outside world.

As soon as Xie Changji left, Hua Xiangwan said, "Come in."

The crow used its head to knock the window open and jumped into the room. After taking a look around, it transformed into a human form and landed on the ground. It sat down on a chair beside it and said happily, "As you expected, the old man went to the Wulong Sect for a walk and came back thinking that it was Wen Rong who did it. But the old man still has doubts. He doesn't understand how Wen Rong could be so brave to suddenly attack the Wulong Sect."

Hua Xiangwan listened to Qin Yunshang's words, leaning forward and thinking.

Before, she deliberately let Hu Mian bring the fake Wen Shaoqing to attack the disciples of Qingle Palace in order to let people know that Wen Shaoqing might be used by the Wugu Sect to refine corpses, giving Wen Rong a sufficient reason to take action.

Then he used Wen Shaoqing's corpse to induce a conflict between Wen Rong and Wu Sheng. The surrounding cultivators must have sensed the fluctuations in spiritual power on both sides, and Qin Fenglie could find out with a little inquiry.

After Wen Rong left, they raided the Wulong Sect. Now, the only sects in the Western Territory that can quietly destroy a sect within one night are Qingle and Mingluan, and at most Xie Changji, whose strength is unpredictable.

But she was assassinated at Xie Changji's birthday party that day, and considering Xie Changji's identity as a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, it was impossible for him to be the one who did it.

The only clue that could lead to a suspicion of Xie Changji's whereabouts was that Wu Mei had a conflict with him and was killed by Xie Changji.

This barely gave Xie Changjiemie Sect some motivation.

But Qin Fenglie has not been in charge of the affairs under his jurisdiction for many years. If the news of Wu Mei's death reached Mingluan Palace, the person involved must be Qin Yunyi. As long as Qin Yunyi doesn't say anything, no matter what, Xie Changji will not be thought of.

I never expected Xie Changji, and I never expected a waste Hehuan Palace.

But Qin Fenglie has always been cautious, so it is normal that he cannot confirm that it was Wen Rong who did it.

"What did Qin Yunyi say?" Hua Xiangwan glanced at Qin Yunshang.

Qin Yunshang's eyes fell on her hands that were unconsciously beating her waist, and she casually moved them away and replied, "She wants to protect Ming Huo, so of course she will say bad things about Wen Rong. The old man now feels that Wen Rong is useless, so it's better to strike first than to leave an enemy. Now Mingluan Palace has been decided, and tomorrow," Qin Yunshang lowered her voice, "Wen Rong must die. Ming Huo can be killed if possible, but if not, the old man plans to do it himself."

"What happens next?"

"After Wen Rong dies, the old man will ask the Demon Lord to send an acting palace master to bring the two tribulation-crossing monks from Qingle Palace back to Mingluan Palace as guest officials."

"Who is the candidate for acting palace mistress?"

"If Minghuo can win," Qin Yunshang laughed, "Minghuo."

Hearing that the candidate was chosen as expected, Hua Xiangwan also smiled and said, "Then I will wait and see."

"Okay, I'm leaving." Qin Yunshang finished her business and stood up. She couldn't help but glance at her hand again and reminded her, "I said you should go find Xue Zidan. This looks too empty."

"Get lost!"

Hua Xiangwan grabbed the teacup and threw it at her.

Qin Yunshang dodged to the side, made two "tsk tsk" sounds, and turned into a crow and jumped onto the windowsill. Before leaving, she couldn't help but look back: "Is Wangxiu okay?"

"rest assured."

Hua Xiangwan knew what she was asking and nodded, "There will be no mistake."

Qin Yunshang was silent for a moment. After a while, she looked up as if she was worried: "Really not?"

Hua Xiangwan met her gaze. She knew what Qin Yunshang was asking. After a moment, she smiled and said, "Is this what you came all the way to ask?"

"I didn't work for you for nothing."

Qin Yunshang spoke calmly.

Hua Xiangwan nodded: "I know, don't worry."

After hearing this, Qin Yunshang responded, then turned around and flapped her wings to fly away.

After she left, after a while, Xie Changji's voice came: "Can I come in?"

"Come in."

Hua Xiangwan called him.

Xie Changji walked into the room and looked up at her. He stood at the door for a long time, then walked up to her, gently held her in his arms, without saying a word.

The two of them had a good night's rest, and when they woke up the next day, it was the time agreed upon by Wen Rong and Ming Huo.

The attendants led them to the stage of life and death, where the Jade Blood God was already sitting high up. There was still a cloud curtain, so the face inside could not be seen clearly. One could only vaguely see a young man waving a fan absentmindedly.

The three palaces and the remaining seven sects took their seats. Hua Xiangwan glanced at the Medicine Sect and discovered that the person who came from the Medicine Sect today was Xue Zidan.

Xue Zidan no longer had his usual ruffian attitude. He gave her a cold look on the surface and then looked away.

"I haven't seen such a lively scene in a long time."

The voice of the Jade Blood God echoed from the high platform, with a hint of expectation in his tone: "It seems that Palace Master Wen has not fought with a Tribulation-crossing monk for many years."

The higher a cultivator reaches, the more he values ​​his life, especially cultivators in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. Once they reach the last stage, almost no one will casually fight with those of the same stage.

Qin Fenglie, who was standing beside him, heard this and snorted coldly: "Palace Master Wen is very powerful for not fighting with cultivators in the Tribulation Crossing Stage and bullying the people below."

"Qin Fenglie." Wen Rong looked over coldly after hearing this, "What do you mean by that?"

"Palace Master Wen knows exactly what I mean." Qin Fenglie stared at Wen Rong. Just as Wen Rong was about to reply, Hua Xiangwan spoke gently.

"Palace Master Wen, Palace Master Qin, you are both elders, and harmony is the most important thing. This dark temptation is also coming," Hua Xiangwan said, turning to look at Wen Rong, with a bit of restrained expectation in her eyes, "Palace Master Wen, there is no need to argue any more, just meditate and rest first."

"Do you need to meditate to teach a bastard who relies on absorbing other people's cultivation to enter the tribulation?"

Wen Rong heard this and sneered, saying directly: "Send someone up!"

Hearing the words "absorb cultivation", Qin Yunyi's face turned slightly cold.

Hua Xiangwan drank her tea nonchalantly with her head down, and didn't say much.

As we all know, although cultivation is divided into several major realms, the realm does not represent absolute strength. The realm that is forcibly broken through by taking shortcuts such as using elixirs or absorbing the cultivation of others is completely different from the realm that is reached by climbing up step by step on one's own. The strength of the two is also very different.

Not to mention that Ming Huo had just entered the stage of tribulation. Even if he was stable in the realm of tribulation, he would never be a match for Wen Rong, who had practiced Taoism for thousands of years and experienced countless life and death experiences.

Therefore, even though the two did not fight, everyone except Mingluan Palace and Hua Xiangwan, the other seven sects had already made up their minds about the outcome.

"Since Palace Master Wen said to start, let's call Ming Huo up."

The Lord of Bixue gave orders behind the clouds, and soon Minghuo was brought up.

He was wearing a black gown, and if you looked closely you could see scarlet runes painted all over it. His expression was the same as usual, lifeless, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. When Wen Rong saw him, she stood up suddenly. Hua Xiangwan looked at Wen Rong and said in a deep voice: "Palace Master Wen, today, I will avenge Shao Qing!"

Hearing this, Qin Fenglie raised his head, looked at Hua Xiangwan, and sneered: "Young Master Hua's position is very firm, but I wonder if he will regret it in the future?"

"If I have any regrets," Hua Xiangwan looked at Qin Fenglie coldly, "I only regret that I didn't learn the skills well enough and ended up like this. Otherwise, would it be Palace Master Wen's turn to take action? I will kill Minghuo myself."

"A dog that doesn't bite," Qin Yunyi smiled as she listened to this, "just likes to bark."

"Why," Hua Xiangwan looked towards Qin Yunyi, "you used to be a dog, so you know their habits so well?"

Qin Fenglie subconsciously wanted to throw the leaf in his hand to teach Hua Xiangwan a lesson, but just as he thought of this, he felt a cold gaze staring at him. He turned his head and saw Xie Changji sitting upright next to Hua Xiangwan, with the Sword of Questioning at his side, shining brightly under the morning light.

Qin Fenglie paused, Hua Xiangwan couldn't help laughing. She held Xie Changji's arm and leaned against his shoulder, saying coquettishly, "My dear, Palace Master Qin is so fierce. I'm so scared."

Xie Changji heard her words and said calmly, "Nothing."

"Alright," the Jade Blood God said in a faint voice when he saw that the barrier had been opened, "Let's get started."

The moment the voice fell, Wen Rong flew to the stage of life and death. The moment Minghuo entered the barrier, the talismans in her hand instantly fell away like rain. Then she quickly formed seals with her hands and chanted a spell.

In an instant, the talisman paper turned into countless dark monsters and rushed towards Wen Rong!

Wen Rong's expression was calm. She flipped her hand and a guzheng appeared out of thin air. She sat high in the air and raised her hand to play the guzheng. The sound of the instrument became soothing, and all her "confused" movements slowed down instantly.

“Control time with music.”

Hua Xiangwan turned to look at Xie Changji and asked with a smile, "Can you crack it?"

"One sword can cut it off."

As he spoke, Ming Huo seemed to have been prepared. The second talisman array turned into a flying knives and rushed towards Wen Rong who was playing the guzheng in the high altitude. The flying knives were extremely fast and instantly broke through the area that Wen Rong could control. Wen Rong slowly and leisurely played the second guzheng. The moment the flying knives came in front of her, the guzheng sound turned into an invisible barrier. All the flying knives seemed to be stuck above them. Then only the third guzheng sound was heard!

The prelude was over, and the flying knife instantly changed direction and rushed towards Minghuo amid the sound of the piano!

Minghuo raised his hand and blood-colored runes appeared, forming a huge magic circle in the air. The flying knife hit the magic circle, followed by a slow and steady melody. All the surrounding leaves gathered in the melody. Minghuo took the opportunity to turn the rune and attacked Wen Rong!

The leaves floating in the air seemed to have consciousness, and when the runes were about to touch Wenrong, they cut them off in time.

The sound of the piano played by Wen Rong gradually became faster. Qin Yunyi looked at the platform coldly. Below sat three monks from Mingluan Palace who were undergoing tribulation. Opposite them were two monks from Qingle Palace who were undergoing tribulation. Their eyes confronted each other, as if they were fighting with the people on the same stage.

The leaves were growing denser and denser, and Minghuo tried his best but couldn't seem to get close.

His face became increasingly anxious, but his expression remained calm. His hands plucked the strings faster and faster, and the sound of the piano became more and more urgent.

Hua Xiangwan leaned against Xie Changji and said slowly, "Palace Master Wen is planning to use the Darkness Thousand Blades to kill me."

The moment the sound fell, all the surrounding leaves finally returned to the stage of life and death. The sound of the guzheng suddenly became sharp. Wen Rong pushed out suddenly, and the leaves were like knives, rushing towards Minghuo!

Minghuo hurriedly opened the barrier, but the leaves instantly swept around him like a tornado, crashing heavily into his barrier.

Wen Rong's piano sounds became more and more urgent, and the leaves rushed faster and faster. In just a moment, the Minghuo barrier suddenly shattered, and the magic circle in Minghuo's hand bombarded the leaves, but countless leaves still seized the opportunity to cut into his flesh.

He was like a giant elephant being devoured by ants. He struggled madly but could not find a way out.

For the cultivator of the Dharma, getting close to the enemy means death. Minghuo tried desperately to set up the barrier again, but every time he opened it, it was shattered by the leaves.

The leaves cut his flesh piece by piece, and the stage was filled with blood mist. Qin Yunyi clenched his fists and stared at the stage.

Wen Rong was looking down from above. She was obviously playing tricks on Ming Huo. She could have killed him with one strike, but she just watched him being chopped into pieces by the leaves.

Severe pain spread throughout Minghuo's body, and he glanced up inconspicuously.

Qin Yunyi is here.

He couldn't die, not in front of her.

He gasped, suppressed the pain, gathered all his spiritual power, no longer cared about himself, and suddenly shot a beam of magic light towards Wenrong in the sky!

Fa Guang blasted away for a moment, and then he moved forward, sneered gently, raised his hand, and a sound wave like a knife chopped straight towards his vitals.

This was obviously meant to end his life. If those blades entered his body, he would never survive!

Everyone fell silent, staring at the two people on the platform. Just when the blade was about to penetrate Minghuo's body, something strange happened!

A huge evil energy rose from his body and, along with a fatal blow from the Tribulation Period, it transformed into a black dragon and fiercely attacked Wen Rong!

Wen Rong hurriedly plucked the zither, but it was too late. The black dragon instantly shattered her barrier and rushed straight into her body, knocking her to the ground!

The black energy instantly spread throughout her body and quickly penetrated into her veins. Severe pain instantly spread throughout her body, and Wen Rong suddenly wailed on the ground.

Minghuo fell heavily to the ground, but without hesitation, he got up, pulled out a dagger from his feet, and stabbed towards Wenrong!

“Wait!”

The two monks who were undergoing tribulation in Qingle Palace cried out in shock, but it was too late.

The dagger with spiritual power injected deeply into Wen Rong's body. At that moment, Xie Changji's Sword of Heart and Mind suddenly came out and slashed towards Ming Huo!

Qin Fenglie and Qin Yunyi did not hesitate. They appeared in front of Ming Huo at the same time and drew their swords at the same time. The two monks who were undergoing tribulation exerted all their strength and swung their swords, which collided with Xie Changji's sword intent, causing a loud explosion on the entire life and death stage.

This sword strike made Hua Xiangwan stunned. She didn't expect Xie Changji to intervene at this time.

But she reacted quickly, stood up immediately, and shouted at Ming Huo: "Ming Huo, what did you just release?"

"It's '魊'."

Without Ming Huo's answer, Xie Changji answered Hua Xiangwan's question first.

He stood up, sword in hand, and walked toward the platform.

In the morning light, he was dressed in white, with a murderous aura all around him, like a judge sent from heaven, walking towards the stage of life and death step by step.

Qin Fenglie understood Xie Changji's intention after hearing his words and sneered, "Xie Changji, Yunlai does not allow '魊' to appear, but the Western Territory does. The duel between the two of them is a life-and-death duel. What's the point of you taking action?"

"Get out of the way."

Xie Changji seemed not to have heard Qin Fenglie's words, and walked up the stairs with sword in hand.

His eyes were fixed on Minghuo. Minghuo felt the pressure coming at him like an overwhelming force. He was covered in blood and could not hold on any longer. He suddenly knelt on the ground.

Qin Yunyi watched Xie Changji approaching, and couldn't help but tighten the sword in his hand. He raised his head and looked up, and said anxiously: "Demon Lord, is it time for an outsider to speak on the affairs of the Western Territory?!"

"It has been heard that the Heavenly Sword Sect's Sword of Questioning the Heart and the evil demons of the realm of life and death are irreconcilable, and the demons are the most hated by them. And the most successful humanoid killing weapon cultivated by this Sword of Questioning the Heart lineage over thousands of years is Taoist Master Qingheng."

Listening to Qin Yunyi's request for help, the Jade Blood God was not in a hurry, and his voice echoed slowly from high above: "After all, the whole lineage of the Questioning Heart Sword sacrificed blood to the spirit of the demon, which can be regarded as a blood feud. It is understandable that the Taoist Master Qingheng cannot tolerate the demon. But Ah Wan," the Jade Blood God turned his head behind the cloud veil and looked at Hua Xiangwan who was quietly looking at Xie Changji, and said with a smile, "Is this Taoist Master Qingheng the Supreme Lord of the Heavenly Sword Sect, or your Junior Lord?"

Hearing this, Master Xie paused. He stopped at the edge of the life and death platform, turned his head and looked at the two people talking on the high ground.

The Jade Blood God sat behind the cloud veil, and Hua Xiangwan stood not far from him.

She looked at him with deep eyes, without answering, just looking at him quietly.

The Jade Blood God tapped his fan and said with a smile: "If he is your young master, then he is considered a member of our Western Region. We should follow the rules of the Western Region. Since when did we not allow the existence of a demon? Or -" The Jade Blood God seemed to laugh, "Shangjun Qingheng is always the Taoist master of the Heavenly Sword Sect. He has nothing to do with the Hehuan Palace?"

"Xie Changji," Hua Xiangwan heard the warning in the words of the Jade Blood God and reminded him, "On the stage of life and death, if you can win, you win."

Xie Changji said nothing, and Hua Xiangwan clenched his fists silently.

She knew that he was an unacceptable existence, but it was not until today that she clearly saw for the first time how desperate Xie Changji was to kill this thing two hundred years later.

Xie Changji looked at her calmly and said, "This is '魊'."

"You are also the young master of Hehuan Palace."

Hua Xiangwan gritted her teeth and emphasized the words: "Come back!"

Xie Changji didn't say anything. After a moment, he lowered his eyes slightly.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and just when he was about to turn around and obey, he suddenly drew his sword!

His sword was too fast, and Qin Fenglie didn't have time to block his sword, and he saw him appear in front of Minghuo!

Dozens of lightsabers flew towards his face in an instant. Minghuo was already at the end of his strength and had no power to dodge. With a loud "bang", Minghuo was pinned to the ground.

The black energy around him was screaming like a human, but was sealed inside Minghu's body by the lightsaber. Something was flowing wildly under Minghu's skin, which looked extremely terrifying.

He was used to enduring pain, and normally would not make a sound no matter how much pain he was in. However, after enduring it for a short while, he began to wail like a wild animal on the ground.

Xie Changji calmly put away the sword and said calmly: "The Sword of the Heart can restrain the evil spirits. The sword will be integrated into his body. After half a month, the evil spirits in his body will be completely consumed, and he will recover."

Having said this, Xie Changji finally turned around and walked back to the platform.

Everyone was looking at him. Hua Xiangwan subconsciously held her breath and watched him approach step by step.

His sword was still in his hand. She shuddered for no apparent reason, feeling as if the tip of the sword would point at her at any moment.

She is no different from Minghuo.

Sensing Hua Xiangwan's mood, Lord Bixue turned around and said with a hint of teasing, "Oh, Ah Wan, you are truly upright and principled. Fortunately, it was not Ah Wan who was carrying the dagger today, otherwise, I wonder if Lord Qingheng would be so cruel."

"The Demon Lord is joking."

After hearing what the Demon Lord said, Hua Xiangwan regained her composure and smiled respectfully: "How is this possible? Although Hehuan Palace also belongs to the Western Territory, the Demon Lord forgot." Hua Xiangwan said calmly, "My mother also hates this thing."

"Yes," Bixue Shenjun seemed to be reminded. He nodded and said, "In the past, Hua Gongzhu... was also like Qingheng Daojun, and did not allow this thing to exist."

As they were talking, the people from Qingle Palace had already rushed forward to lift Wen Rong, and the people from Mingluan Palace also rushed to Minghuo's side and began to try to lift Minghuo down from the sword formation.

Xie Changji walked steadily to Hua Xiangwan's side. Hua Xiangwan saw him coming back and bowed respectfully to the Jade Blood God: "God, I will go see Palace Master Wen first."

"Go ahead."

The Jade Blood God waved his hand, and Hua Xiangwan turned around immediately. The Jade Blood God seemed to remember something and suddenly called her, "Ah Wan."

Hua Xiangwan paused, and the Jade Blood God reminded him slowly, "Don't forget the pain once the wound has healed."

Hua Xiangwan didn't quite understand what the other party meant when she heard that. But thinking of Wen Rong below, she didn't have time to think too much and said respectfully, "Thank you, Demon Lord, for reminding me."

Having said that, she turned and walked away.

Xie Changji subconsciously wanted to pull her, but Hua Xiangwan seemed to notice nothing and quickly moved away from him.

Xie Changji paused and slowed down for a moment before he followed.

The Jade Blood God watched the group leave from behind the veil, tapping his folding fan gently and muttering, "It's so lively."

Hua Xiangwan suppressed her emotions and hurried to catch up with Wen Rong.

Arriving at the courtyard of Qingle Palace, Hua Xiangwan shouted, "Palace Master Wen!"

"Young Master Hua!"

The people from Qingle Palace stopped Hua Xiangwan and frowned: "Stop."

"Auntie Wen!"

Hua Xiangwan couldn't help but speak. When Wen Rong heard the call, she closed her eyes slightly and paused for a moment. She panted and said, "Let Xiangwan in."

After hearing her change of tone, everyone looked at each other and finally let go of Hua Xiangwan.

Hua Xiangwan saw Xie Changji following behind her and told him, "Wait for me outside first."

As she spoke, Hua Xiangwan lifted her skirt and rushed forward in a hurry.

When I entered the room, I saw Wen Rong sitting on a chair. She seemed very weak. Two monks in the Tribulation Crossing stage were guarding her. They were the left and right emissaries of Qingle Palace, Gong Shang and Jiao Yu.

As soon as Hua Xiangwan saw her, he hurriedly said, "Auntie Wen, what do you need? I'll go find it for you. I'll ask Xie Changji to help you. Also, Xue Zidan, I'll go ask Xue Zidan..."

"Ah Wan," Wen Rong interrupted her, panting, "It's too late, I can't do it anymore."

"Aunt Wen..."

Hua Xiangwan looked at her with red eyes: "You... don't say that, I... I still have to take care of you for Shaoqing. I already lost my master and many brothers and sisters, and now I also lost Shaoqing, Aunt Wen..."

Hua Xiangwan was choking with sobs and could not speak clearly. He looked at the woman in front of him gently with a tired expression.

Hua Xiangwan has never been able to stand up, and she is not the same as before.

But if Hua Xiangwan looked the same as she did back then, then everyone would be scared.

At the age of eighteen, he is in the Spiritual Transformation Stage, full of arrogance and pride. This quality makes people envious and fearful.

There is already one flower dyeing its color in Hehuan Palace, and there cannot be another flower blooming in the evening.

But what can we do now?

Now she is the only one who is somewhat sincere towards the Wen family mother and son.

And it must be said that she was very lucky, having a powerful man like Xie Changji to guard the Hehuan Palace for her. Now that he had entrusted his son to her, she had some hope.

"Don't cry."

Wen Rong sighed, patted Hua Xiangwan's hand, and said gently, "I was too strict with you in the past. Shaoqing always said you were good to me, but I didn't believe it. Now I know that I was blind. How could I think Qin Yunyi was good?"

"I didn't do well enough," Hua Xiangwan shook her head, "It would be better if I could do better."

"You were very good back then," Wen Rong advised, not wanting to beat around the bush with her, and went straight to the point, "Now that Xie Changji is helping you guard the Hehuan Palace, I can leave with peace of mind."

"Aunt Wen..."

"But I don't know what to do with the remaining people in Qingle Palace."

Wen Rong looked at the two monks who were undergoing tribulation next to her and said, "You can go anywhere, but the rest of the disciples..."

"Don't worry, Palace Master," Gong Shang said, "We will take good care of the remaining disciples of Qingle Palace."

"But I'm afraid Mingluan Palace won't let us go." Wen Rong shook her head. "Everyone knows what Mingluan Palace did when Hehuan Palace was in trouble. Hehuan Palace originally governed three sects. Now, except for the Hundred Beasts Sect which is too weak, the others have been forced by Mingluan Palace to surrender to them and hand over all their magic weapons and spiritual veins. If not, why have the disciples of Hehuan Palace been so poor for so many years?"

Hua Xiangwan listened to Wen Rong talking about the past with a look of resentment on her face.

Wen Rong glanced at her, and seeing that her goal had been achieved, she sighed and said suggestively: "If Qingle Palace has no one to help it now, it will only be swallowed up by Mingluan Palace."

"Aunt Wen," Hua Xiangwan listened and understood what Wen Rong meant. She raised her head, wiped her tears, and looked determined, "What do you want me to do?"

"Ah Wan..." Wen Rong looked at Hua Xiangwan trying to get close to her, but she showed some reluctance on her face, "Auntie Wen can't bear to let you get involved in this."

"No," Hua Xiangwan said firmly, "Aunt Wen, I remember all the times Mingluan Palace bullied Hehuan Palace! I can't just sit there and watch Shaoqing's sect follow the footsteps of Hehuan Palace. I'm marrying Xie Changji, he...he still cares about me. Besides, my golden elixir has been mostly restored..."

Hearing this, Wen Rong's heart skipped a beat. Gong Shang and Jiao Yu looked at each other. Then Wen Rong immediately grabbed Hua Xiangwan and asked anxiously, "Are you serious?"

"Really." Hua Xiangwan nodded, her eyes sincere, "So Aunt Wen, tell me what you want me to do."

"That's good..." Wen Rong's pale face showed some joy. Then, she looked at Hua Xiangwan and said seriously, "Then you have to promise me that you will help the Wen family to keep Qingle Palace. Don't let them take away any spiritual veins or magic weapons!"

Hua Xiangwan paused, and Wen Rong saw her hesitation, so she couldn't help but grab her arm and said anxiously: "Ah Wan, they killed Shaoqing! How can I let Qin Yunyi and Ming Huo, this adulterous couple, kill my son and seize my foundation! Can you bear it?!"

"I know." Hua Xiangwan seemed a little confused, "But...but in this case, Hehuan Palace will have to confront Mingluan Palace..."

"Where's your mother?" Wen Rong reminded her, "Your mother is in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, and so is Xie Changji. After your golden elixir is healed, you will be in the Spiritual Transformation Stage. Together with the two people from Qingle Palace who are in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, and the Demon Lord, he will help you. Don't be afraid, Ah Wan."

Wen Rong coaxed her: "As long as you agree to help me protect Qingle Palace, and then pick a young master from my Wen clan, and wait for him to grow up and return him, I will send a message to the Demon Lord and hand over the position of acting palace master of Qingle Palace to you. During this period, the magic weapons and spiritual veins of Qingle Palace can be used by Hehuan Palace, and the two palaces will be united. Only in this way can our two palaces have a way out!"

"Aunt Wen..."

"Ah Wan!"

As she spoke, Wen Rong spat out a mouthful of blood. She grabbed Hua Xiangwan tightly and said excitedly, "Promise me! Just treat Wen's child as yours and Shaoqing's. Think about Shaoqing, and promise me!"

"Okay, okay, I agree. I will definitely protect Qingle Palace." Hua Xiangwan supported Wen Rong, and seemed to be panicking. She turned to look at Gong Shang and said anxiously: "Quick, Gong Zuoshi, don't let Aunt Wen say anything, save her!"

"No, no... I'll send the message first."

Wen Rong said this as she hastily sent a message to the Jade Blood God. After confirming that Hua Xiangwan was the acting palace mistress, she finally relaxed, fell back, and seemed to have no more strength left.

Hua Xiangwan hurriedly supported her, and Gong Shang Jiaoyu beside her was filling her with spiritual power, but the golden elixir and Yuanying in her body had already been shattered by the evil spirit of Qi, and now she was completely supported by the little spiritual power in her body.

She knew that she had reached the end of her life, so she leaned against Hua Xiangwan and instructed everyone about her final arrangements.

After finishing everything, she leaned in Hua Xiangwan's arms, feeling a little tired. She had reached the last journey of her life, and she didn't expect that it would be Hua Xiangwan who would send her off.

At this moment, she didn't want to think about anything, and suddenly she had a ridiculous idea -

If only Wen Shaoqing had married Hua Xiangwan back then.

Hua Xiangwan, at least, is the girl Shaoqing likes.

Thinking of this, she felt a little calmer. She closed her eyes and felt as if she was just an ordinary old woman. She had lost her only beloved son, and now she could only let the woman whom her son had loved all his life die for her.

Any voices around seemed extremely noisy at this moment. She said softly, "Ah Wan, let them all go out."

Hua Xiangwan nodded with tears in her eyes and glanced at everyone.

After hearing this, the crowd went out one after another.

When the room was quiet, Wen Rong leaned in Hua Xiangwan's arms and said softly, "Ah Wan, tell me about Shao Qing. How did you two know each other?"

Hua Xiangwan listened to Wen Rong's words and slowly explained that Wen Shaoqing came with her.

Wen Rong listened quietly, with some regret in her eyes: "I was too harsh on him... He was obviously not cut out for cultivation, but I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to survive in the Western Territory, and I also felt that he had brought shame on me. After all, I have been a leader since I was young, so how could I give birth to such a son. I always beat and scolded him, and he thought I had no feelings for him..."

"No," Hua Xiangwan stroked her, "Everyone knows that you love him."

"Does he know that, too?"

“Yes.”

However, when she thought about the arguments between her son and herself, Wen Rong knew that she was lying to her.

She felt her life slipping away, and finally asked the girl about it: "Ah Wan, was it also like this when your master passed away?"

"No."

Hua Xiangwan smiled, she calmly held Wenrong's hand, and said gently: "She died in great pain."

"pain?"

Wen Rong didn't understand, but before she could react, Hua Xiangwan suddenly covered her mouth and held her tightly in his arms.

"Like this."

The evil spirit of the ghost suddenly penetrated Wen Rong's body and exploded in her body. She struggled with all her strength because of the severe pain. Hua Xiangwan covered her mouth tightly and said calmly: "Oh, and you are wrong. My master is not dead. It is my mother who died."

Hua Xiangwan felt extremely happy listening to her "woofing" sound of pain. Her blood flowed faster and she couldn't help but talk about the pain that she couldn't tell anyone else.

"When she passed away, her golden core was cut open and her cultivation was sucked dry. She was in great pain, but she didn't say anything."

"Aunt Wen," she held the struggling Wen Rong tightly, her expression very sincere, "I thank you on behalf of Hehuan Palace, thank you for letting people open the western border gate, thank you for planning and participating in all this, thank you for the two hundred years of humiliation, and thank you and Shaoqing for your kindness to me. In return," she whispered in Wen Rong's ear, "I'll tell you a secret--"

"Wen Shaoqing," she lowered her voice, "I killed him, but I didn't do it myself."

Hearing this, Wen Rong suddenly became excited, but this action was too weak for Hua Xiangwan.

She hugged her tightly, allowing the evil spirit to wreak havoc inside Wen Rong's body. She looked at Wen Rong's painful expression and couldn't help laughing.

Her face was full of tears, but she was smiling happily.

Wen Rong tried desperately to catch her, but her movements seemed extremely weak.

"Don't worry, this is just the beginning."

She watched her struggle and felt Wenrong's breath gradually weakening. She was somewhat addicted to this pleasure and decided to tell Wenrong the good news.

"I won't let any of them go. Don't worry," she said softly, "They will all come to accompany you."

As he spoke, Wen Rong struggled and gradually died in her arms.

Hua Xiangwan realized that she was completely dead, so he put her back on the bed and carefully cleaned up the marks on her body. After confirming that her spirit had dissipated, he lay down beside the bed and screamed, "Auntie Wen——!!"