Seeing the anxious tone of Master’s speech, Mu Xiaoyun knew that there seemed to be something odd about this Holy Maiden.
Haunted Huai said unhurriedly, “Senior sister Qilan, at first it was me who thought wrongly, the patriarch had already told me. The sea has a tolerance for a hundred rivers, and my divine Maiden Holy Sect has had **people** before, not Mu Xiaoyun alone.”
Lan Qilan’s face turned blue with anger, of course she knew that Haun Huai was talking about her mother and her master. However, she knew that this was not the time to argue about this, and she immediately stood up, wanting to say something, but the woman in purple said in a light voice, “Qilan, it’s not up to you to decide this matter. Little Rhyme, come forward.”
Hearing the Patriarch’s words, Lan Qilan no longer dared to say anything more and sat down with a slightly pale face.
Hearing the Patriarch call her, Mu Xiaoyun hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, “Disciple of Blue Yi Peak, Mu Xiaoyun, sees the Patriarch.”
“Mm.” Lan Qilan nodded, then looked Mu Xiaoyun up and down for a long time before saying, “Not bad, the Yuan Qi is solid, and the progress of your cultivation is truly amazing. Little Yun, now that you are a disciple of my Divine Maiden Saint Sect, would you like to be a Saintess of my Saint Sect?”
Mu Xiaoyun replied respectfully, “Sovereign, Xiaoyun has long since married a woman, and her lifelong wish is to one day have success in cultivation and be able to return to see my husband.”
The woman in purple frowned for a moment, but immediately asked, “Who is your husband?”
Mu Xiaoyun didn’t dare to hide and told them about her relationship with Ye Mo, she knew that in front of such a person of unparalleled cultivation, as long as the other party wanted to ask, she couldn’t hide anything at all.
The woman in purple and Yan said, “According to what you said, it is absolutely impossible for your husband to find the teleportation array you used to leave the Divine Continent. So it seems that your husband should not be alive. That Divine Continent is so lacking in spiritual energy. It is even devoid of spiritual energy. How can one cultivate the Great Dao?”
“My disciple only has my husband in my heart, I dare not presume to glimpse the position of the Holy Maiden, please be clear, Sovereign.” Mu Xiaoyun didn’t wait for the other party to propose again and said stiffly.
Lan Qilan was even more anxious, just because she could raise post-objection to Haun Huai did not mean that she could raise objection to the Patriarch. What’s more, her disciple, Mu Xiaoyu, had even raised an objection to the Patriarch, so how could she not be anxious.
“How dare you. Mu Xiaoyun. You’re just a tiny disciple of the Divine Maiden Saint Sect, and you dare to speak to the Patriarch like that.” Haunted Huai immediately scolded.
After teaching Mu Xiaoyun a lesson, Haun Huai turned around and respectfully said to the woman in purple, “Lan Qilan, as the Shaping Dao Saint Emperor of my Divine Maiden Saint Sect, taught a disciple who was so rude. Sovereign, if my Divine Maiden Sacred Sect continues like this, it will no longer have the bones of the First Sacred Sect. I think Prison Gate Mountain has long been forgotten by many people, Sovereign ……”
The woman in purple raised her hand to stop Haunting Huai’s words and calmly looked at the pale Mu Xiaoyun and said, “So be it in this matter. Qilan, Mu Xiaoyun is your disciple. You can’t escape the blame for disregarding your master. Your master was astonishingly talented back then, but because of a single thought, he ended up in this situation. I hope you will behave yourself.”
Lan Qilan knew that if she dared to say another word, then she would head for the Prison Gate Mountain. Her master ancestor had died on Prison Gate Mountain back then, and if she went there again, she would not be able to return as well.
Mu Xiaoyun was just as afraid to say another word, she knew about the Prison Gate Mountain, when she had just entered the Divine Maiden Holy Sect, her master had told you her. It was because of ** that her master ancestor ended up dying in the Prison Gate Mountain. If she dared to continue to refute, then the next one to die on the Prison Gate Mountain would be her master, Lan Qilan.
The woman in purple raised her hand and took out a bronze lamp with only a faint light out of thin air, and the faintest hint of bright aura inside that lamp seemed like it might go out at any moment. The people inside the hall were instantly attracted to this soul lamp, and all of them understood that the lamp was indeed about to go out at any moment.
The woman in purple suddenly reached out and grabbed it out of thin air, and Mu Xiaoyun felt a void in her body, as if something had been taken away. And the woman in purple grabbed out a faint glimmer of brightness from inside that soul lamp, while throwing what she grabbed in her hand into the soul lamp.
The faint bright aura that she had grabbed out finally went out completely, while the soul lamp instantly brightened up in splendid splendour.
Lan Qilan’s face, however, changed, and she could no longer resist standing up and saying, “Sovereign, it only takes a trace of divine thought to light up the Soul Lamp, why do you need ……”
The woman in purple did not wait for Lan Qilan to finish before she coldly snorted and said, “Qilan, you have repeatedly made mistakes if you do it again, you will go to the Prison Gate Mountain.”
“Yes, Sovereign.” Lan Qilan’s face turned white as she bowed and replied, not daring to retort in any way.
After the woman in purple finished speaking, she looked at Mu Xiaoyun again and said, “Xiaoyun, now that you are the Holy Maiden of my Divine Maiden Saint Sect, you may not return to Blue Yi Peak, so stay at Divine Maiden Peak.”
“Yes, Sovereign.” Mu Xiaoyun’s heart was icy cold, she was no longer the same Mu Xiaoyun she was back in the small world. With the conversation between the two of them, Haunting and the Patriarch, could she not know that she had long been chosen as the Holy Maiden. Those words from the Patriarch before were just an act. If she had half resisted, not only would she continue to be the Holy Maiden, but her master would also be thrown to the Prison Gate Mountain.
Without her master, she would have been killed by the people of the Divine Maiden Saint Sect long ago, would she be able to wait until now? Whether she resisted or not, or agreed or not, the outcome of this situation was already predetermined.
Seeing Mu Xiaoyun agree, the woman in purple’s face eased a little, turning her head to look at Haunted Huai and said, “The previous Saintess Ji Xie did not return in the Divine Grave Domain, something should have happened right there, you and Rui Cai go and take a look.”
“Yes, Sovereign.” Haunted Huai immediately bowed and answered, while a woman in green once again stepped out on one side and also bowed in response.
……
“Master, is Little Yun alright?” After returning to Blue Yi Peak, the first thing Luo Guangyue asked about was Mu Xiaoyun. She and Mu Xiaoyun were the only two people here from the Immortal Realm, and for a long time, she and Mu Xiaoyun had long since become like close sisters, and she would never want anything to happen to Xiaoyun.
Lan Qilan sighed and shook her head, “Xiao Yun is fine for now, but I always have a bad feeling in my heart. It is definitely the Sovereign’s intention for Xiao Yun to become a Saintess. As for what the patriarch wants Xiao Yun to do, I am not quite sure. Alas, it was meant to be a holy maiden, and the soul lamp only needed a wisp of divine thought, but the patriarch grabbed half a wisp of Xiao Yun’s soul ……”
This matter Lan Qilan always felt a little strange, but she could not figure out what the reason was, and there was no way to bring Xiao Yun back.
Luo Closing Yue was immediately shocked, people have three souls and seven spirits, grabbing away half a soul means that the divine soul is incomplete, even if it is safe and sound, it will not be able to achieve the Great Dao. How could the Holy Maiden of the Divine Maiden Holy Sect not attain the Great Dao? Even if her master did not explain, she understood that Little Rhyme was not the true Saintess chosen by the Divine Maiden Saint Sect, but merely a transitional one.
Such a sect still presumed to call itself the Divine Maiden Saint Sect, which was an insult to these words. Luo Guangyue was unhappy in her heart, but even if her master could not do anything about it, she could do nothing about it. She could only silently wish that Xiao Yun would be lucky and nothing would go wrong.
……
In the middle of the Divine Grave Domain, just under ten thousand miles away from Ye Mo’s retreat, there was an incomparably large fist print, which could not be swept to the bottom even with divine sense. Inside this and the fist seal, there were dao rhymes all over the place, and if someone was here, they would definitely be torn into pieces by these dao rhymes if they were not careful.
Anyone who came to the Divine Grave Domain knew that this fist shadow was smashed out by a fist of the ancient Mixed Sage Emperor. Even if someone came here, they would not jump down into this fist-imprint, but at most, they would just feel the divine Dao rhythm next to this fist-imprint.
At this moment, in the depths of the fist seal, there was a pool full of purple water, and above this pool hovered a yellow-skirted woman with a torn dress.
If Ye Mo was here, he would definitely recognise this yellow-skirted woman as the Goddess who had fought with the Nurtured Dao Saint Emperor back then. Only at this moment, this yellow-skirted goddess no longer had the same divine power as before, but her breath was extremely weak, as if she could die at any moment.
But the purple spring beneath her tumbled with a purple aura that wrapped around her. Although her breath was getting weaker and weaker, her body, which had been badly injured and tattered everywhere, was getting smoother and smoother, and the injuries left over from the great battle had long since disappeared of their own accord.
The tumbling purple aura grew fainter and fainter, and finally subsided slowly. The moment that purple aura completely disappeared, the woman’s vitality aura also completely disappeared.
After a few breaths, the woman’s vanished vitality suddenly surged up, as if a broken point had been renewed in a continuous stream.
The yellow-skirted woman suddenly turned over and stood up, standing out of thin air above the pool of water that had lost its colour, and muttered dully to herself, “What is this place? How did I get here?”
Immediately afterwards she realised that her clothes were completely torn and she couldn’t even cover her torso. She didn’t have time to think about the rest and hurriedly took out a new set of clothes and put them on.
Only after changing her clothes did she let out a surprised eek, “Why is my induction with the Sacred Gate Soul Lamp gone? What’s going on?”
She looked at her white palm with even more shock, while raising her hand, the space around her was taken away by this casual stroke, without any lag.
“I have no more sense with the Holy Sect’s Soul Lamp, yet my cultivation level would have reached the Yuk Dao, what the hell is going on?” She stood dumbfounded in the void, completely unable to understand what was happening to her.
She lifted her foot and took a step out of the air of this pool of water, landing on the edge of the pool as a message was recalled to her.
Earlier, she had fought a Yudao Saint Emperor, and as a result, both were defeated. Even then, she was still no match for that Yudao Saint Emperor. Later both of them saw an Immortal Emperor come full circle, and that frothy young Immortal Emperor was the one she hadn’t stepped in to save earlier. Unexpectedly that Immortal Emperor had tried to be a fisherman, and she ended up using that foolish Immortal Emperor to escape.
Then she came to this Mixed Fist Pit. She had wanted to fly over the edge of it, but because her injuries were too severe, she ended up being driven by the Dao rhythm in this fist pit and landed in it. Luckily, the various protective laws on her body were all activated and blocked the dao rhythm in this fist pit. Later, she was swept in by a spatial vortex on the side of the fist pit and hovered over a purple pool.
By the way, it was the purple pool that had made her like this. What kind of pool of water was it that had managed to make her cross over directly from the Shaping Dao to the Breeding Dao, and it had also cleansed her of everything that had anything to do with the Holy Sect.
