“We have disturbed the Phoenix King for quite some time; it’s time for us to take our leave.” The Purple Song Sage smiled at Feng Zihuang.
“Your Eminence is leaving so soon? I, Zihuang, have yet to fulfill my duties as a host. Truly…” Feng Zihuang rose to his feet as well.
“There’s no need for such courtesy, Phoenix King. Thank you for sheltering and caring for my disciple, Qingxue. We shall bid farewell now,” the Purple Song Sage said.
“Your Eminence is too kind. Since you all have matters to attend to, I shall not insist on keeping you.
Should you ever pass through the Feather Clan again, you are always welcome to join me for a cup of tea!” Feng Zihuang smiled, his shimmering eyes lingering once more on Yun Qingxue.
The moment his gaze met hers, Yun Qingxue felt her cheeks grow slightly warm.
Her master had personally spoken, and Feng Zihuang had readily agreed to let them leave. Shouldn’t she feel relieved?
Then why, now that it was time to go, did she feel an inexplicable reluctance?
“Flower King, I’ve always felt a deep connection with you. Might I visit you in the future?” Feng Zihuang smiled with a bewitching charm.
Yun Qingxue felt an inexplicable surge of joy in her heart. Before her mind could react, her lips had already blurted out, “Yes.”
Feng Zihuang smiled again. “Then the Flower King is also welcome to visit the Feather Clan anytime!”
“It’s getting late, Master. Let’s hurry,” Mo Changxing urged with a calm expression.
The Purple Song Sage led the group as they took their leave.
Before departing, Jin Lin turned back and shot Feng Zihuang a hostile glare.
*Damn it! Not just anyone can set their sights on my Xuexue!*
Feng Zihuang naturally noticed Jin Lin’s hostile gaze. But so what?
Everything was already set in stone.
He responded with an exceptionally radiant smile before turning and walking deeper into the grand hall.
Jin Lin was left fuming by Feng Zihuang’s dazzling grin. He quickened his pace to catch up with Yun Qingxue, immediately replacing his scowl with a broad smile.
“Xuexue, have you been with the Feather Clan all this time? Master and I were worried sick about you!”
“I’m sorry for making everyone worry,” Yun Qingxue replied with an embarrassed smile. “I only arrived at the Feather Clan today by accident. Before that, I was in the Yunhuang Illusion.”
“What?” Jin Lin frowned, casting a doubtful glance at the Purple Song Sage. “Master, didn’t you say Xuexue would fall into the Xuanling Continent after the cliff?”
“Brat, what’s with that look? Are you doubting me?” The Purple Song Sage was displeased—Jin Lin’s expression made him feel his authority as a master was being undermined.
“Not doubting—just questioning!” Jin Lin raised an eyebrow.
“Junior Sister, after falling from the cliff, did you return directly to the Yunhuang Illusion?” Mo Changxing asked with deep concern in his eyes.
“No,” Yun Qingxue replied with a smile.
“See? See? You brats, don’t question your master’s words! The bridges I’ve crossed are longer than the roads you’ve walked!” The Purple Song Sage, not waiting for Yun Qingxue to finish, proudly flaunted his wisdom and sagacity as a master.
“Then where did you land? And how did you return to the Yunhuang Continent?” Mo Changxing asked thoughtfully.
“The Divine Realm,” Yun Qingxue murmured softly, uttering just two words.
Yet those two words nearly caused the Purple Song Sage, who was flying ahead, to lose his balance and plummet from the sky.
Mo Changxing’s expression also darkened.
The Divine Realm was the last place they wanted Yun Qingxue to be.
How could such a coincidence happen? How could Qingxue have fallen straight into the territory of the Divine Realm?!
Even Jin Lin’s face twisted slightly.
He already knew Yun Qingxue was the daughter of the Demon King Yun Ye and the former Flower King, Lan Xuechen.
Years ago, it was the supreme Divine King who struck down Qingxue’s mother with a heavenly thunderbolt.
Though the Divine King’s justification was that the Flower King, as a deity, had violated heavenly law by loving a demon—
When had the Xuanling Continent ever had a divine decree forbidding love between gods and demons, gods and humans, gods and ghosts, or gods and spirits?
Those who knew the truth understood that Lan Xuechen’s death stemmed from the Divine King’s love-turned-hatred.
The Flower King Lan Xuechen had possessed immense power and an ethereal beauty, attracting countless admirers and suitors.
Among those suitors were the Divine King Huantian and their current master, the Purple Song Sage.
Yet no one expected Lan Xuechen and Yun Ye to fall in love. The love story of the previous generation was a tangled legend.
And now, Qingxue had landed in the territory of her father’s rival—the very man who had killed her mother. The thought alone was chilling.
“Who did you meet in the Divine Realm? And how did you return?” Mo Changxing’s brows furrowed tightly.
For years, he and his father had worked tirelessly to conceal Qingxue’s identity, ensuring she remained hidden from that man.
Yet never had they imagined that a single trial in the Yunhuang Illusion would lead Qingxue straight into that man’s domain!
Had he seen her? Had her identity been exposed?
“I only met one god in the Divine Realm, and he looked just like you, Senior Brother!” Yun Qingxue recalled. “Except his eyes were sapphire blue, and his hair color was different from yours.
Other than that, he was practically identical to you, Senior Brother Changxing!
He said the Divine Realm was no place for me and sent me back to the Yunhuang Illusion.”
“So you didn’t meet anyone else in the Divine Realm?” The Purple Song Sage still seemed uneasy.
“No!” Yun Qingxue shook her head firmly.
The Purple Song Sage and Mo Changxing both exhaled in relief.
It was good that Qingxue hadn’t been discovered by that man. As for the person who had sent her back to the Yunhuang Illusion, based on her description, the Purple Song Sage and Mo Changxing immediately guessed who it was.
The person Yun Qingxue had mentioned was a long-buried knot in Mo Changxing’s heart…
Now, hearing that Yun Qingxue had encountered the very person he had sealed away in his memories—someone he hadn’t dared to think about for years—Mo Changxing’s emotions rippled faintly.
“Someone who looks exactly like Senior Brother Changxing?”
Jin Lin, however, grew intrigued. With a teasing smile, he asked, “I’ve never heard Senior Brother Changxing mention his origins. Do you have a twin brother, a sibling, or perhaps a relative in the Divine Realm?”
“Alright! We’re finally home!” The Purple Song Sage spoke up just as Jin Lin posed his question.
“Master!”
“Master!”
“Master!”
Three figures rushed forward simultaneously, their faces alight with joy.
“Master, you’ve finally returned safely! I was so worried!”
Daise’s eyes welled with tears as she sniffled and smiled.
“Master, it’s good that you’re back!” A-Dai and Liuli, taking advantage of their small stature, immediately clung to Yun Qingxue’s arms, one on each side.
“I’m fine. Are all of you alright?” Yun Qingxue asked with a smile.
“We’re fine—just terribly worried about you!” Liuli pouted adorably.
“Alright, Qingxue must be exhausted after her return. Let her rest first. Any questions can wait until she’s recovered,” the Purple Song Sage instructed.
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