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Ice mist bubbles slowly floated towards Crane Yuanzun.

Although Crane Yuan, the venerable one, didn't detect a threat on the Ice Mist Smoke Dou, he didn't dare to take chances and subconsciously retreated.

To his misfortune, the seemingly slow-moving ice mist bubbles blinked an eye and enveloped him in their frosty embrace.

He Yuan the Venerable suddenly felt a sense of danger. His divine sense turned, and the ethereal crane shadow that was originally attacking Lin Qi crazily suddenly changed direction.

A sharp cry of a crane, carrying thousands of sword shadows, flew towards the ice mist bubbles.

Lin Qi was struck by the hurricane generated by the crane's flapping wings, her body severely injured. She was like a kite with its string cut, flung hundreds of meters away in the blink of an eye.

Although seemingly harmless, the icy mist bubbles slowly engulf the descending phantom crane, and even the thousands of sword shadows behind it vanish without a trace.

The sky, covered by dark clouds, suddenly revealed a glimmer of dawn light.

The crane's shadow vanished, sword light engulfed everything, leaving only Crane Patriarch trapped within the icy mist bubbles.

Originally full of sharp edges, murderous intent soaring to the heavens, Elder He Yuan, after being enveloped by the ice mist bubbles, his aura suddenly shifted.

All his sharp edges were retracted, invisible. His aura instantly became warm and gentle like jade, even with a hint of kindness.

On the ice mist bubbles, light blue and white hues shift and swirl. The transparent gleam flickers between light and shadow. Lin Qi vaguely knew this was a bubble that couldn't contain Crane Venerable.

She lay on a pair of rubble, wiping the blood from her hand onto the frost-mist pipe, drawing in energy while controlling the frost-mist pipe.

Another ice mist bubble flew out from the ice mist pipe.

Gentle and harmless, the faint ice mist bubbles, with a hint of chill, enveloped him once more.

Some blurry, bubble-like surfaces suddenly appeared with dot-like patterns.

As the Crane Yuan's aura grew increasingly gentle, those scenes became clearer and clearer.

Upon closer inspection, everyone saw two figures, a man and a woman, emanating from the sound.

The woman's emerald cloud-patterned undergarment was still wrapped around the man's arm.

Everyone present blushed, wishing they could cover their eyes. But their fingers couldn't bring themselves to move.

The figure in the painting became clearer and clearer, and only a delicate female voice cried out: "Master."

These two words sent a shiver down everyone's spine, especially the woman. Her appearance was crystal clear—it was none other than the Master of Qingyun Pavilion, standing at a distance!

No, it should be the former master of Qingyun Pavilion from years ago.

All the cultivators of Bihai Pavilion were completely stunned, their gazes involuntarily shifting to the face of the Qingyun Pavilion master.

The master of Qingyun Pavilion's face was indeed as white as snow, as if he had seen something terrifying.

The man was strong and fit, but he stood with his back to everyone. Before anyone could even see his face, it flashed by.

This time, the protagonist of the painting is still the master of Qingyun Pavilion.

She looked young and alluring, with perspiration staining her skin, hinting at a hint of fatigue. She was leaning against the headboard, resting.

There was a blurred figure beside her, holding a swaddle and offering it to her.

Her brows softened slightly, "Yuan Lang, have you chosen a name for the child?"

His voice was clear and magnetic, with a sense of spirited confidence. He said confidently, "I had an old Taoist priest from Beizhou Tongtian Temple calculate my daughter's fortune for me. He said that she has extraordinary talent; if she dedicates herself to the Tao, she will become a powerful ruler!

"Following the old Taoist's suggestion, I named her Xi He!"

What's Xi He?!

These two words were like dropping two freshly baked fiery feathers into a crowd, instantly making everyone around them crisp on the outside and tender on the inside. A wave of gossip ignited before the cultivators of Tiandi Dushiquan and even those from the North and South Continents.

People came to savor it afterward.

What did the master of Qingyun Pavilion say in the first scene?

"Master?!" .q.

A collective gasp of disbelief shifted from the Sect Master Qingyun to Crane Yuan, the revered elder.

The two of them were relentless, determined to uncover the truth behind the killing of Lin Qi's disciple. They wanted nothing less than a complete revelation!

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A majestic and aloof voice carried a chill, yet his gentle hands moved with an unexpected tenderness.

Lin Qi involuntarily stood up straight, her nose twitching unconsciously.

Gong Shaojun took a handkerchief and wiped the dirt and tears from her face. His movements paused when they touched the two bumps on her forehead.

This is not the first time.

Lin Qi was born missing a soul and a spirit, specifically the earth soul and the spirit of wisdom. He exhibited symptoms similar to those of a fool.

When playing outside, I always get bullied and come home with injuries every time.

When asked who had hurt her, she didn't even know she was injured.

She can protect her for a while, but she can't protect her for a lifetime.

Gong Shaojun sighed, "You came just in time, let's take a look together!"

She waved her hand, and everything that happened in the ancestral hall was projected onto the screen.

Lin Qi saw his father being pressed onto a long bench and beaten. The iron board fell on his father's body, every blow causing him to scream in pain.

Grandaunt and 'mother' sat in the first place, with composed and cold expressions.

Grandaunt asked, "Mother, 'This idiot has wronged you and done something that dishonors our family. He deserves to die. But he is after all the head of the Lin family... As long as you spare his life, do whatever you please with the rest!' "

'Mother sipped her tea calmly, nonchalantly revealing a big piece of news.'

Last night, I was lucky enough to break through to the Yuanying stage.

Lin Qi saw her great-grandmother standing up in shock.

He then angrily ordered the servant, "Beat him! Beat him hard! Throw him out if he's dead!"

The servant was so frightened that he increased his strength.

The father's screams grew louder and louder, and he spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

'When the opportune moment arrived, Mother cautiously spoke: “Grandaunt, please don’t be angry. Lin Jie has a meek personality and is not suited to be the head of the family. Why not take advantage of this incident to have him step down as head and replace him with someone else… how about that?”

Lin Qi looked at her great-grandmother's face turning purple.

She both despised her father's incompetence and was enraged by her mother's constant pressure.

In this remote corner of the wasteland, a Nascent Soul cultivator could ensure peace and prosperity for the Lin family for a thousand years.

If Gong Shaojun were to divorce in a fit of anger and remarry, even Grandma Guizu would be helpless.

The Lin family can't provoke this Nascent Soul cultivator.

Great-aunt probed with a lackluster air: "If Lin Jie doesn't become the head of the family, who do you think would be suitable?"

'Mother said gently, "Little Qiyue is not young anymore. She can take her father's position now."

Let 4-year-old Lin Qi take over as the head of the Lin family after her father?!

Auntie's grandmother was surprised, but also let out a sigh of relief.

As long as the head of the Lin family still bears the surname Lin, she would not feel ashamed of her ancestors.

She immediately agreed and said, "Okay, I'll have someone start arranging it right away!"

Lying on the ground, half dead, Lin Jue suddenly raised his head, his red eyes pointing at "Mother": "Young Master, you plotted against me!"

As soon as the words left her mouth, two figures rushed towards Shen Jue with sobs.

A little girl angrily looked at her great-grandmother on the throne and Gong Shaojun, a hint of hatred brewing in her eyes.

Lin Qi opened her big eyes and looked at the unfamiliar yet familiar face.

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