Not to follow the dragon's will
Lu Yixin knew very little about the Spirit Clan; all she knew was that they were all ghosts.
In that instant, the hairs on her body stood on end. She let out a howl, grabbed Yun Xinglan's arm, and shouted with her eyes closed, "It's noon! Ghosts shouldn't dare to come out and harm people!"
Yun Xinglan patted her head: "Don't worry, the guy who came just now looked pretty energetic, didn't he? The ghosts of the Spirit Clan probably don't intend to hurt anyone, or rather, they haven't started hurting anyone yet. Don't be afraid."
Why do I suddenly feel even scarier?!
"Can you catch ghosts?" Lu Yixin asked warily.
In fact, the ghosts of the Spirit Clan do not need to be driven away by humans. They are the same as the people of the Phoenix Clan and the Forest Clan, except that they have become ghosts instead of humans. Moreover, the most mysterious and different thing about the Spirit Clan is that the ghosts of the Spirit Clan can have multiple identities, that is, they can be both gods and ghosts.
The ruler of the Spirit Race, the Soul Lord, is a master of divine status, but at the same time, he cannot escape the shackles of the soul.
Yun Xinglan pondered. Among the four great clans in the world, the Spirit Clan was the most low-key, almost never appearing in public. Apart from the time he slew the dragon a thousand years ago, he had never seen a member of the Spirit Clan.
But why would the Spirit Race willingly come to the mortal world this time...?
"Anyway, we'll know when we get there."
Lu Yixin was distracted while copying talismans in the afternoon; out of five she copied, four were wrong.
She didn't really want to face ghosts, she sighed. She had heard that ghosts were missing limbs, and even though she had killed so many people, she was still afraid of seeing corpses.
Especially those corpses that have been dead for many days and show no signs of life.
I wish these talismans were actually useful!
The capital city was still bustling. Yun Xinglan earned a lot of money that afternoon with his eloquent tongue. In the evening, he took Lu Yixin to the best restaurant in the city for a big meal.
But in Lu Yixin's eyes, these meals were like a last meal before her execution.
“Cheer up,” Yun Xinglan handed her a pastry. “It’s not like you’re the one communicating with it. Just stay behind me.”
"You said it." Lu Yixin sprang to her feet and happily started munching on her snack.
—
At the moment of demonic possession, red mist filled the sky. Lu Yixin trembled as Yun Xinglan pushed her forward step by step from behind. She wailed, "Didn't you say I was behind you?!"
"We'll have to get there first!"
The burly man, named Da Li, had bought some kind of luck-changing talisman from Yun Xinglan five days ago. He had also followed Yun Xinglan's advice and pasted the talisman on the southeast corner of the window. Ever since he pasted it, Da Li would hear the sound of the door being banged back and forth by the wind every night after he went to bed. But when he got out of bed to check, he found that not only was the door closed properly, but there was also no wind at all.
These past two days have been even worse; he even feels a cold draft coming from under his blankets, and his whole body is freezing.
After hearing his description, Lu Yixin turned to leave, but Yun Xinglan caught her in time.
“Alright then, Da Li,” Yun Xinglan said to him, “you go stay at the inn tonight and don’t come back. My brother and I will stay here tonight and see what this thing is.”
"Okay, okay." Da Li nodded hurriedly.
After Da Li left, Yun Xinglan picked up the stack of luck-changing talismans again and examined them carefully with a frown.
Lu Yixin didn't dare to wander off alone, so she nestled close to him, listlessly picking up a teacup and examining it again and again. "Have you noticed anything this time?"
“I wouldn’t have guessed,” Yun Xinglan said honestly. “This so-called luck-changing talisman was originally something I made up.”
"That's strange," Lu Yixin muttered, "Could it be that I accidentally drew this luck-changing talisman as a ghost-summoning talisman?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately fell silent, covered her mouth, and mentally spat several times.
You shouldn't have said that word!
I don't know if it's psychological, but I suddenly felt that the temperature around me had dropped several degrees.
Lu Yixin swallowed hard and couldn't help but move closer to Yun Xinglan.
But why did the side of my body that was in contact with Yun Xinglan suddenly become so cold?
She froze on the ground, a terrible premonition rising in her heart.
But she didn't even have the courage to look back.
"Stars, starlight..."
Lu Yixin whispered Yun Xinglan's name, but there was no response from the side. She was almost in tears and dared not move. She could only endure the biting cold and pray silently in her heart.
Brother Qiexing, please come and save me!
—
Shen Qiexing suddenly sneezed. Jiang Bai glanced at him and teased, "Is someone missing you?"
“I really have to go back, Jiang Bai,” Shen Qiexing said with a helpless expression. “My father is forcing me to go back to school.”
“What a hassle,” Yan Man, another young master accompanying them, clicked his tongue. “Why don’t you run away from home again? How about it? Was the idea I gave you last time good? Uncle Ming treats you much better than before.”
So it turns out that Yan Man instigated Mingyue Chi to run away from home.
Mingyue Chi wasn't particularly bad by nature; he was frank and straightforward, but a bit carefree. If he didn't have this group of scoundrels, he might be a better person.
“You know my dad’s temper,” Shen Qiexing shrank back slightly. “I have to go back now. See you later.”
Jiang Bai watched his retreating figure, pursed his lips, and shook his head. "How boring. Alright, let's go have some fun, brothers."
—
The endorsement was a pretense; the real reason was that something was going on back home.
He had become very familiar with the route from the Ming residence to the Luan Palace over the past few days. Today, his father had important business to attend to at the Luan Palace, so he went along with him.
I'm not afraid of anything else, but I'm afraid of a repeat of the situation when he first entered the Canggu Temple and was stopped outside.
Outside the Ming residence, the imperial carriage to escort Ming's father to the palace was already waiting. As Ming's father was helped inside, Shen Qiexing concealed his presence, took to the air, and followed behind the carriage.
"Lord Ming, I heard that your son has finally agreed to come home. You can finally rest easy."
Also present was an elderly minister of similar age to the Ming father, with piercing eyes, white hair and a youthful face. He stroked his beard, smiled and patted the Ming father on the shoulder.
“More than that,” Ming’s father, who had a good relationship with this old minister, laughed heartily. “This child not only came back, but he was also completely transformed. He suddenly developed a love for reading and writing. You tell me, there was nothing at home, and I had to run around searching for a long time before I finally found some books, brushes, and ink.”
They started bragging about their child, and Shen Qiexing, listening to their conversation, couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips into a smile.
How fortunate it is to have parents still alive, yet Mingyue Chi doesn't know how to cherish it.
The two men were beaming with joy, suggesting that the Phoenix Maiden's visit to them was not for anything serious.
There are eight hundred cloud steps beneath the Luan Palace Terrace. The palace sits above the clouds, magnificent and grand. Shen Qiexing followed Mingfu for a few steps and arrived outside the palace. Sure enough, there was a golden seal on the last cloud step. Mingfu placed his palm on it, and after a moment, the seal turned into golden light spots and went away with the wind.
Shen Qiexing hurriedly followed him inside, and when he looked back, the seal had reappeared.
In his palm... Shen Qiexing touched his chin, his brows furrowed.
This is not as easy as the Ancient Temple. How is he supposed to get in alone?
You can't just cut someone's hand off.
Well, it's not impossible.
"You guys come with me."
Suddenly, Huang Sheng's voice rang out from afar. Shen Qiexing's heart stirred, and he quickly ran towards the source of the sound.
Huang Sheng summoned several servants to follow her, saying as they walked, "There's nothing else to be careful about when serving the Divine Lord, just remember one thing: never mention the name of Princess Qingcheng in front of her."
Who is Princess Qingcheng? Does she have a grudge against the Phoenix Maiden?
Shen Qiexing followed behind the last male servant, silently reciting the four words "Princess Qingcheng".
The Phoenix Clan reveres women, and most of their servants and attendants are male. The high-ranking officials in the court are also predominantly female, making someone like Ming's father quite rare.
Huang Sheng led the group to the entrance of Huang Nu's bedchamber and nodded slightly to them: "Alright, wait here. The Divine Lord is currently receiving his ministers, so you all need to be on your guard."
"Yes, Your Excellency."
Shen Qiexing noted down the route and followed Huang Sheng all the way to the Hall of Governance.
Two female officials were guarding the side entrance of the Hall of Regents. They were talking and laughing softly from time to time. When they saw Huang Sheng arrive, they did not restrain themselves and gave Huang Sheng a slight bow: "Your Excellency, the Regent."
"You two little girls, you're neglecting your duties again. What are you laughing about?"
Although Huang Sheng spoke words of reprimand, she smiled gently and tapped their foreheads, "How long has the Divine Lord been inside?"
"It's been a while, I reckon they'll be out soon."
"Alright, then I'll wait here."
"Thank you so much, Huang Sheng. You took me to the two most important places." Shen Qiexing sneered. He wasn't in a hurry. He stopped with Huang Sheng and listened to the others chatting.
"Sister Huang Sheng, the Luoyang Brocade in my garden has bloomed again. I'll bring you two flowers tomorrow."
The girl in the yellow dress no longer addressed Huang Sheng as "Lord of Destiny," but instead held her hand and smiled warmly, saying, "You should keep her indoors; she's very beautiful."
"Sister Huang Sheng, we don't need to come to work tomorrow, right?" the girl in the orange dress said reproachfully. "Qiao Hua and I made plans to go out for a stroll a long time ago, but we just haven't had the time. We're exhausted every day."
"You two are exhausted? Well, I'm with the Divine Lord every day," Huang Sheng said with a smile and shook her head. "I don't seem to have any plans for tomorrow or the day after. You two should go and get some rest."
"That's great!" Qiao Hua clapped her hands happily. "I knew Sister Huang Sheng was the best!"
“Speaking of which, Wen Teng isn’t too busy lately, is he? Why don’t the three of us go together?” Qiao Hua asked with a smile.
Wen Teng!
Shen Qiexing's heart skipped a beat; this Wen Teng and Huang Sheng were indeed related!
“Mingyue Chi is back,” Huang Sheng sighed with some dissatisfaction. “Wenteng won’t let you two cause trouble. He finally saw Mingyue Chi again, and he didn’t even care about the mission. His heart was only focused on him.”
The mission... Shen Qiexing pondered, was this Wen Teng intentionally sent by Huang Sheng?
What mission does she carry on her shoulders...?
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