Oh~! Come on!
Someone born to be hers? That’s absurd! They’re separated by a Bitter Sea, how could they have any connection?!
"Clan King, what do you mean by your words?" Mu Qingge’s expression slightly darkened, a subtle anger already tinting her clear eyes.
The Clan King shook his head slowly and said to Mu Qingge, "This matter is a long story. It might be better for you to stay a few days, rest well, and then we can discuss everything in detail."
"There’s no need for that!" Mu Qingge refused directly.
She raised her eyes to the Clan King, who, along with the Queen, the High Priest, and Xie Ya, blocked the exit. Mu Qingge simply turned around and walked directly to the chair, choosing one casually and sat down boldly.
"Speak your speech quickly, if there’s nothing to say, then let me leave. Furthermore, I won’t take her with me!" After speaking, Mu Qingge directly looked at Xie Ya.
As calm as a statue, Xie Ya showed no reaction to her father’s words nor Mu Qingge’s rejection.
It was as if she were a puppet, awaiting her fate.
Mu Qingge’s rejection left the Clan King and the High Priest somewhat helpless.
Ultimately, they could only compromise.
The High Priest stepped forward, respectfully addressing Mu Qingge, "Master... Maybe it’s more appropriate for us to call you Young Master."
The High Priest’s words brought a glint to Mu Qingge’s eyes.
Yet on the surface, she remained unaffected, cold and calm, waiting for him to continue.
The High Priest straightened up and gazed thoughtfully at the sky outside the door, appearing to reflect deeply. His ancient voice gently unfolded a story, the kind of ancientness that seemed to come from a timeless legend—
"Mu is a name of glory. Long, long ago, it was powerful and supported a vast sky. Countless families relied on the name Mu, not only for protection but more for faith and worship. Still, even a strong Mu faced a crisis. This crisis led many powerful names like Mu to utterly fall, even disappear! To preserve the flame, Mu’s then-master decisively left their homeland. When they left, they took their most loyal followers and performed a great divination, spanning thousands of years of development, distributing followers to two places, silently waiting, waiting for the Young Master to return to lead the followers back to their homeland." The High Priest finished the story.
Indeed, just a story.
After listening, Mu Qingge felt that this seemingly false story was akin to some unverifiable legends she knew.
However, the High Priest’s words moved the Clan King and Queen to tears. Xie Ya, too, appeared lost, unclear if she was engrossed in the story or pondering something else.
Mu Qingge nodded almost imperceptibly and said, "Hmm, not a bad story. Is it finished?"
Mu Qingge’s reaction left the High Priest’s trio somewhat stunned.
But faced with her questioning, the High Priest instinctively nodded.
Seeing him nod, Mu Qingge patted her thigh and stood up, "I’ve heard the story, now it’s time for me to leave."
"Young Master! Don’t you believe it?" The High Priest blocked Mu Qingge’s path, stretching out his arms to stop her from leaving. His expression was urgent, as if ready to die for his conviction should Mu Qingge not believe.
Mu Qingge pressed her lips in silence, looking at the High Priest.
Her gaze was transparent and calm, gradually soothing the High Priest’s agitation.
"A seemingly false story, what do you want me to believe?" Mu Qingge said faintly.
The High Priest opened his mouth, then sighed with eyes downcast, left speechless.
The Clan King then stood up and said to Mu Qingge, "Young Master, it’s not that we are unwilling to disclose everything, but rather the time is not ripe. Some matters, Young Master still cannot be aware of."
Mu Qingge slightly raised her head, sighing inwardly, ’Again with this phrase? It seems no matter how hard she strives or becomes stronger, there are always those advising her that the time isn’t right, withholding knowledge supposedly for her own good.’
Seeing Mu Qingge silent, the Clan King took the opportunity to say, "Young Master, we the Exiled Clan left in the Bitter Sea are waiting for you. Another group of Exiled Clan is currently in the Wandering Soul Desert, also waiting for the Mu’s descendant."
Another group in the Wandering Soul Desert?
Mu Qingge gradually withdrew her gaze and looked at the Clan King.
At this moment, she seemed to believe their claims. She asked, "Why wait for me? Are you really waiting for me to lead you back to some homeland?"
The Clan King replied, "All this is destined. The founding clan of Mu migrated into Linchuan, leaving us followers behind, placing us in the Bitter Sea and Wandering Soul Desert, the only two places that lead from Linchuan to the Middle Ancient Realm, meant to test and await. For thousands of years, we have been waiting silently, finally reaching this day! Returning to the homeland is not urgent, Young Master only needs to take Xie Ya with you when leaving, continue your cultivation, once you breakthrough, that will be our time to return to the homeland."
"Why take her?" Mu Qingge’s lips curled into a mocking smile.
The Queen then spoke, "Young Master, we are indeed your followers. According to tradition, Xie Ya is destined from birth to serve the Young Master. Not only her, but there is also a follower belonging to the Young Master in the Wandering Soul Desert, Young Master should also go there and find him."
"Why?" Mu Qingge laughed angrily.
She had never seen anything like this, forcing someone’s daughter to become another’s servant or maid! Isn’t Xie Ya the Princess of the Exiled Clan?
"Because it’s their mission." The Queen shook her head and said.
Mu Qingge said, "Xie Ya is your daughter, right? She could have been the Princess of the Exiled Clan, yet she comes to serve me. Did you ask for her opinion?"
These words made Xie Ya lift her head and glance at Mu Qingge.
The Queen stubbornly replied, "To serve the Young Master is her greatest fortune. Her current status will only bring more glory!"
’A bunch of lunatics!’
Mu Qingge mocked inwardly.
She squinted her eyes and said to them, "In other words, if I want to leave now, I have to take Xie Ya with me, right?"
The three Clan Leaders fell silent and didn’t directly answer Mu Qingge’s question, but their attitude clearly indicated that the answer was yes!
Mu Qingge sneered, walked up to Xie Ya, reached out her hand, hooked her chin, and forced her to look up at her. The two were so close that they could feel each other’s breaths.
This close contact broke Xie Ya’s composure. A flicker of panic swept through her bright and clear eyes.
Yet Mu Qingge laughed lightly, her tone frivolous, "Such a beautiful person, staying by my side is certainly possible. But do you know what it means to stay?" Her eyes swept over Xie Ya’s body with an invasive gaze, causing Xie Ya to tremble lightly, as if she were standing naked before Mu Qingge.
This feeling made Xie Ya’s breath shift, instinctively resisting.
Mu Qingge smiled triumphantly, released Xie Ya’s chin, then turned to the Clan Leaders and said, "If I take her away, her life and death will have nothing to do with you anymore. How I treat her will be entirely my business. I can humiliate her, even violate her, or even kill her."
The Clan King and Queen both lowered their eyes, pressed their lips, and said nothing.
Suddenly, the High Priest lifted his head and asked, "Has the Young Master obtained the Divine Strategy’s remnants?"
The sudden mention of "Divine Strategy" made Mu Qingge’s eyes shrink abruptly.
Mu Qingge’s aura turned icy cold as she directed a hidden murderous intent towards the High Priest with her gaze.
However, under her fierce gaze, the High Priest chuckled with a knowing gleam in his eyes, confidently saying, "It seems the Young Master has already acquired the Divine Strategy’s remnants. If I know about the Divine Strategy, does the Young Master still not believe what we say?"
"..." Mu Qingge looked at him with an unreadable expression.
The High Priest pointed to Xie Ya and said to Mu Qingge, "The Divine Strategy is divided into three volumes. The Upper Volume fragment has been preserved by the Mu Clan. The Middle Volume clue was known by Mu when leaving their homeland. Now, the clue is found with Xie Ya. Isn’t this enough reason for the Young Master to take her along?"
The High Priest’s words made Mu Qingge’s eyes flicker with light, her features cold as ice.
...
That night, the Dragon Tooth Guards disembarked from the ship and were taken to Duole Island.
They didn’t see Mu Qingge. She merely sent a message telling them to temporarily rest on Duole Island. She also informed Mo Yang to seize the time for cultivation, without any slack.
Yin Chen, Bai Xi, and Yuanyuan were left beside the Dragon Tooth Guards by her.
Meanwhile, Mu Qingge herself sat in the palace of Duole Island, on that solitary chair that symbolizes dominance, receiving the kneeling prayers of a group of people!
Mu Qingge’s gaze swept over those kneeling on the ground. Apart from the Clan Leader, Queen, and High Priest seen during the day, there were three other men.
From their appearance, they seemed to be about the same age as the Clan Leader.
However, Mu Qingge had learned by now not to be fooled by appearances in this mystical time. Often, beneath a young face lies a heart that has lived for untold ages.
Si Mo was the best proof!
To this day, Mu Qingge still didn’t know how old her man was!
They were each responsible for the east, west, and north of this sea realm for the Exiled Clan. It was then Mu Qingge realized that the Exiled Clan’s four generals were named after the Four Divine Beasts!
The so-called Four Divine Beasts were Dragon, Tiger, Phoenix, and Qi.
The Queen was responsible for the south, represented by Phoenix, so her mount was the Simurgh, a close relative of the Phoenix.
Six people knelt on the ground, their gazes on her filled with excitement, as well as the joy of seeing a long-awaited result, which Mu Qingge understood to be thousands of years in waiting.
She didn’t know why these people were so certain about her and never doubted.
’Is it merely because of a drop of her blood?’ Mu Qingge wondered in her heart.
"Young Master, please rest on the island for this period. I heard from the Pheasant that the Young Master killed the Quyu and must have consumed a lot of Spiritual Energy. There’s no need for the Young Master to be in a hurry to leave." The Clan Leader said eagerly to Mu Qingge.
"Alright." This time, Mu Qingge did not refuse again.
She wanted to leave, but at least she had to sort out the matter of the Divine Strategy first.
"Young Master is also tired, why not rest first? We have prepared a room and hot water for washing up." The High Priest said.
"Where are my maids?" Mu Qingge suddenly asked.
She had become accustomed to the service of You He and Hua Yue. If people from the Exiled Clan were to serve her in washing up, she would feel uncomfortable.
The High Priest smiled faintly and replied, "The young ladies You He and Hua Yue are already waiting in the room."
Hearing this, Mu Qingge barely nodded imperceptibly. She stood up from the chair and left the hall, personally guided by the Queen.
After Mu Qingge left, the people on the ground stood up, exchanging glances with each other.
"Are we sure we’re going to choose him?" Dragon General directly addressed the Clan King and the High Priest.
The other two also looked at them.
The High Priest silently walked to the side, took the divination tool from his wide robe, and began the divination.
While he was divining, the Clan King said to the three of them, "We can’t afford to wait any longer. We’ve been waiting for this one for thousands of years. If we give up, who knows how long it will take for the next one to come!"
"But can he win in the end? The other chosen Young Masters are certainly not simple either. Our realm is already much lower..." Tiger General spoke frankly.
The Clan King sighed, "Back then, the Mu Clan adopted this method to select the most powerful heir in fierce competition, to lead us back and reclaim what belongs to Mu, what belongs to us! But, even Mu probably didn’t know this wait would be thousands of years!"
"It seems we have no choice." Qi General also spoke.
The Clan King nodded, saying to the three, "Xie Ya will stay by his side, not only as his maid but also as his supervisor. She will test whether this Young Master is qualified, and will also have the opportunity to engage with other candidates."
"Once a Young Master is chosen, it cannot be changed. Unless our chosen Young Master is killed by another candidate, otherwise, we can only follow him. The stakes in this bet are high!" Dragon General said.
The Clan King did not speak further, instead shifting his gaze to the High Priest who was divining.
The other three Generals also focused their gaze on the High Priest, seemingly hoping the result of his divination would bring them some comfort.
Unexpectedly, the High Priest suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backward.
"High Priest—!" The Clan King was shocked and hurried to catch his falling body.
The other three Generals also quickly gathered around, looking at the High Priest with concern.
The High Priest’s grey-white long beard was stained with blood. His withered hand trembled as he raised it, pointing to the divination tool fallen on the ground, his eyes wide with shock, "The Heavenly Secrets! The Great Heavenly Secrets!"
"Hahahahaha—!"
Suddenly, the High Priest burst into loud, wild laughter, somewhat manic, "Senior Brother, it seems that this time I will finally win against you!"
"High Priest!"
The Clan King and others looked at him with bewilderment.
After the High Priest’s emotions had slightly calmed, he gripped the Clan King’s hand tightly, his expression excited, "Clan King, this time, we’ve chosen correctly!"
The Clan King’s eyes widened abruptly, and the other three Generals held their breath.
The hall became quiet as they waited for the High Priest to continue speaking.
"I cannot see his destiny, and forcing a look backfired on me. Do you know? Among the myriad worlds, there is only one type of person whom we of Tianlu cannot see through! That is..." The High Priest abruptly closed his mouth, his eyes filled with turbulence.
Suddenly, thunder roared.
This sudden thunder seemed to be a warning to the High Priest!
The High Priest staggered and shook his head, "It can’t be said, it can’t be said, that word must never be spoken, this realm cannot support it!"
His words were vague.
However, the hints in those words made the Clan King and the four of them vaguely guess the answer!
They took a deep breath, reaching a mutual understanding in each other’s eyes!
After a moment, the Clan King said to them, "From now on, we must fully support the Young Master!"
The three Generals nodded silently.
The High Priest stood up and frowned, "The Young Master is going to the Middle Ancient Realm now, I’m afraid he won’t have the time to go to the Wandering Soul Desert for a while. To prevent others from gaining the upper hand..." He looked at the Clan King, "Clan King, you need to send someone to the Wandering Soul Desert to find the rest of those people and bring the servants they’ve prepared for the Young Master to the Middle Ancient Realm, to the Young Master’s side!"
"Is this alright? Wouldn’t it defy Mu’s command?" The Clan King hesitated.
The High Priest shook his head seriously, "When Mu split us in two, it was only to prevent anything from being missed. By separating, no matter from which exit Yong Master leaves Linchuan, he will meet our people and then accept his destiny. It was never said that once the Young Master is determined, we cannot assist a little."
"Clan King, I’ll personally go once!" Dragon General offered.
The Clan King didn’t dwell on it further and immediately said, "Alright!"
Dragon General was just about to set off when the Clan King stopped him, "Don’t rush, wait until the Young Master enters the Middle Ancient Realm first."
Dragon General quickly understood the Clan King’s intention.
Even among maids, there are ranks.
After Xie Ya and the Young Master have bonded deeply, let the servants from the Wandering Soul Desert head over. This way, Xie Ya’s status will not be affected.
The Clan King’s careful thought was viewed from a paternal perspective.
Xie Ya grew up under everyone’s watch, cherished as a treasure, so they naturally didn’t feel the Clan King was wrong. Even the High Priest did not prevent this, reminding the Clan King to keep the bigger picture in mind.
...
After wandering in the palace with the Queen for a while, Mu Qingge was brought to a beautifully and magnificently arranged room.
The Queen slightly bowed to Mu Qingge, "Young Master, I won’t disturb your rest." With that, she turned and left.
Standing outside the door, Mu Qingge watched her leave, but her brows furrowed slightly.
She could feel these people harbored no malice towards her. But they did not fully reveal the truth to her either. Since they withheld information, she wouldn’t tell them that she already possessed the complete Divine Strategy Upper Scroll.
Mu Qingge’s gaze flickered lightly, and she turned to push open the door and entered.
The door creaked open.
A faint fragrant aroma wafted in, making Mu Qingge frown uncomfortably.
She stepped inside as the door closed automatically.
What she saw made her raise an eyebrow slightly.
In the room, the beams were draped with red silk curtains, and the flickering firelight made the room seem dreamlike.
"You He." Mu Qingge called out softly. Receiving no response, she called again, "Hua Yue."
Only silence responded to her.
The two girls were not waiting in the room for her return at all!
Had the High Priest deceived her?
Mu Qingge frowned. But she dismissed the thought. There was no real reason for them to deceive her.
As Mu Qingge moved into the room, she suddenly sensed a faint breathing sound.
Someone is here!
Mu Qingge’s gaze flickered, and she moved toward the source of the breathing.
Passing through layer upon layer of silk curtains, she turned into the inner chamber. It was a bedroom, what came into view was a gigantic bed. The bed rose from the floor, set upon a raised platform.
A circle of railings surrounded the platform, with steps leading up to it.
On the platform, enclosing the bed, hung layers of transparent gauze, concealing the scene on the bed, yet revealing a hazy allure.
The breathing sound came from the bed.
Could there be someone on the bed?
This thought startled Mu Qingge!
Suddenly, she seemed to guess what trick the Exiled Clan was playing!
She quickly stepped up to the platform and lifted the gauze, instantly exposing the scene on the bed to her view.
On the bed lay a nude figure, exuding countless charms. The graceful curves were displayed before her, and the thin silk covering barely concealed the snow-white skin beneath.
She was lying with her back to Mu Qingge, leaving only an intriguing silhouette.
Mu Qingge stood by the bed, gaze coldly fixed on her.
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