Chapter 359: Feng Zihuang’s Invitation

At this moment, Yun Qingxue suddenly felt an illusion.

The simple question, “Is he alright?” spoken by Huanshi and Mo Changxing carried an identical tone, a faint sense of sorrow that was uncannily similar…

Twins!

The word surfaced abruptly in Yun Qingxue’s mind without warning.

“Qingxue!”

Noticing her slight distraction, the Purple Song Sage’s brows furrowed with concern and urgency.

“I’ve only met him twice, yet he’s helped me both times…” Yun Qingxue said.

“Outwardly, he seems cold and aloof, but he’s kind and warm-hearted. Last time in the Yunhuang Illusion, when I fell into the Endless Cliff, he helped me return. This time… while I was searching for the Purple Jade Osmanthus, I happened to meet him again, and he helped me gather all these herbs.”

She briefly recounted her encounters with Huanshi, deliberately omitting the part where he took her to meet Lan Xuechen.

“Master… Senior Brother, from your tone, it seems you know Huanshi?”

“Ah!” The Purple Song Sage sighed heavily. “More than just knowing him… he is your senior brother’s twin brother!”

Yun Qingxue was stunned by the Purple Song Sage’s words…

Though she had already sensed it, hearing the confirmation from him still sent a shock through her heart.

“Then…” Yun Qingxue struggled to steady her emotions. “Then Senior Brother’s father must be…”

Before she could finish, the Purple Song Sage nodded solemnly.

“But… isn’t the royal bloodline of the Xuanling Continent supposed to be singular?” Yun Qingxue grew even more confused. She realized how little she truly understood about this world.

“Divine-Demonic Twins!” the Purple Song Sage explained calmly, feeling it was time to reveal certain truths to her. “Not only are your senior brother and Huanshi twins, but your master and their father, the Divine King, are also twin brothers! Huantian and I are the Celestial-Demonic Twins!”

“Then… you…” Yun Qingxue glanced between the Purple Song Sage, Mo Changxing, and the Demon King Yun Ye, her mind suddenly in turmoil.

Her senior brother and master were both born in the Divine Realm, the closest kin of the Divine King! But what could have happened to make them side with the Demon King instead of Huantian?!

“Holy—!” Jin Lin exclaimed in shock. He had long known about the Purple Song Sage and the current Divine King being Celestial-Demonic Twins, but he never imagined Mo Changxing would be the Divine King’s son!

No wonder! No wonder he could summon such formidable heavenly thunder at will!

“I have no such father!” Mo Changxing suddenly spoke, his voice icy.

The Purple Song Sage sighed again. “Back then… after Changxing and Huanshi were born, the Divine King abandoned them in a desolate mountain infested with monsters.

Huanshi, being a divine child, was drawn back to the Divine Realm by the will of Heaven after being cast aside.

But Changxing… born with a demonic constitution, was left alone on that mountain. Fortunately, a kind-hearted minor demon took him in and raised him.

But the peace didn’t last. Decades later, that minor demon was drained of power and killed by a powerful demon.

The demon, noticing Changxing’s unique physique, sought to devour him as well.

Luckily, Yun Ye and Xuechen happened to pass by and rescued him. Recognizing his pure demonic attributes, they took him back to the Demon Realm to raise.

As for Huanshi… though Heaven’s will brought him back to the Divine Realm, the Divine King abandoned him several more times.

Yet each time, Huanshi was immediately drawn back.

Eventually, Huantian realized he couldn’t rid himself of the child and gave up.”

“Why is the Divine King so cruel? The royal bloodlines of the Xuanling Continent have always been sparse…

If he abandoned Senior Brother Changxing for his demonic constitution, I wouldn’t be surprised.

But Huanshi is a pure divine child, the Divine Clan’s sole heir…”

“Because our birth was an accident! A drunken mistake! A disgrace to him!

So he not only killed our mother but wanted us dead as well!” Mo Changxing’s eyes were cold as steel.

Jin Lin was utterly stunned…

The Divine Clan had always been the most sacred existence in the Xuanling Continent—aloof, impartial, and revered as the supreme authority by all races.

But he never imagined the once-pure and holy Divine Clan could harbor such twisted drama.

The lofty Divine King no longer seemed the epitome of sanctity and selflessness.

“A divine being with a demon’s heart is a calamity!” The Purple Song Sage sighed gravely but quickly composed himself. “Enough. Qingxue just returned and must be exhausted from her time in the Divine Realm. She should rest now.”

“Then this disciple will take her leave.” Yun Qingxue bid farewell and retreated to her quarters.

Her mind was in chaos, and she needed time to sort through everything…

Back in her room, she collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep.

When she awoke, night had fallen without her notice.

Daisy entered to inform her that Mo Su had begun seclusion to refine the antidote.

After acknowledging the message, Yun Qingxue stood by the window, gazing blankly at the sky…

Just then, an elegant envelope descended from above, landing perfectly in her hand.

Her eyes instinctively fell on the front, where bold characters read: “To the Flower Queen.”

The letter was addressed to her.

But in the Xuanling Continent, nearly everyone she knew resided in Luoyun Mountain.

None of them would have any reason to write to her…

If not them, then who?

Huanshi? Impossible! They had parted less than a day ago!

Brimming with curiosity, she opened the envelope and retrieved the pale green letter inside, her eyes darting to the signature at the end. Neatly written were four characters: “Phoenix Emperor Zi.”

It was a letter from Feng Zihuang!

Alongside her confusion, Yun Qingxue felt an inexplicable thrill and shyness…

Her heart raced uncontrollably.

Slowly, she lifted her gaze to read the contents.

It began: “To the Flower Queen, Qingxue.”

“After much deliberation, I’ve mustered the courage to write this letter.

Since our parting in the Feather Clan, my thoughts have often turned to you.

Might I have the honor of inviting you to meet by the waterfall beyond Luoyun Mountain?

At midnight tonight, I shall await your presence.”

Finishing the letter, Yun Qingxue paced restlessly around the room…

She felt she shouldn’t go, yet her heart clamored uncontrollably to meet him…

Confused by her own emotions, she continued pacing as time slipped away in her turmoil.

Midnight drew ever closer.