The daughter of the Marquis is too delicate, the abstinent prince pinches her waist and loves her

Chapter 210 Mu Hanxing's Secret
“This is the Soul-Devouring Nail,” Lu Changxuan said, gazing at the dark red smoke.

Sheng Xiao gripped the connecting chain tightly, the ice-corroded chain leaving bloody marks on his palm: "How do I remove this?"

As they were talking, Mu Hanxing stared blankly at the nails, then slowly walked to the coffin, his mouth moving as if he were chanting some ancient incantation.

Sheng Xiao wanted to ask something, but Sheng Yunqing raised her hand and covered his mouth.

Mu Hanxing has never been simple. She played a part in defeating Mu Xiyang last time, so it seems she knows the solution.

The red smoke gradually thinned and dimmed until it disappeared completely.

The four nails fell off Sheng Jinhua's limbs naturally, without leaving any marks on the backs of her hands and feet when they were removed.

Sheng Yunqing looked at Mu Hanxing with delighted eyes and said, "Xingxing! Thank you!"

Mu Hanxing reverted to her dazed state, blinking and tilting her head, looking completely bewildered.

"There's no time to lose." Sheng Yunqing took out the hairpin from her hair and held it in her palm. She said to Sheng Jinhua's soul, "Hua'er, next I will return your soul to your body, and then you will be able to wake up."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Jinhua's tone became nervous yet expectant: "Yes."

Sheng Yunqing gently touched the jade hairpin with her fingertips, and a wisp of smoky blue light was drawn out, instantly dimming the originally dazzling hairpin.

She twirled the ray of light between her fingers and placed it on the center of Sheng Jinhua's brow, slowly channeling it into her body.

After the soul-returning ceremony was completed, everyone held their breath and stared intently at Sheng Jinhua. Her frost-covered skin and long hair gradually melted away due to the warm breath, and her cheeks and lips were tinged with a healthy red from abundant blood and energy.

But after waiting for a long time, Sheng Jinhua still didn't open her eyes.

"Oh no, Hua'er won't wake up." Sheng Yunqing's hand touched her throbbing pulse, a golden light flashed in her eyes, and she frowned solemnly, saying, "She's still missing a wisp of her soul."

Suddenly, Sheng Xiao thought of something, took out a wooden box from his sleeve, took out the pills inside and said, "Elder sister, look at this. Mu Xiyang asked me to come to the underground palace to get it. When I touched the pills, I heard Hua'er crying."

Sheng Yunqing picked up the pill and examined it. There were two completely different souls on it.

Lu Changxuan said with a focused expression, "Jin Hua's soul is here, and the pills can only be made by the Sheng family."

A golden light seemed to be drawn away from the pill, as if attracted by something.

Sheng Yunqing looked in the direction of the light and saw that it had attached itself to Mu Zhixing's body.

"Ah..." Mu Hanxing frowned in pain and slowly squatted down.

"Xingxing!" Sheng Yunqing quickly walked over to her, squatted down, and put his hand on her shoulder. "How are you feeling?"

Mu Hanxing gritted her teeth, curled up into a ball, dug her fingers into her hair, bit her lips so hard they bled, and trembled all over: "It hurts...it hurts so much..."

"It hurts? Where does it hurt?"

Tears welled up in Mu Hanxing's eyes, and it felt as if something inside her was being torn apart so violently that she could no longer speak.

Sheng Yunqing grasped the pulse on her wrist, her breath was disordered, and deep within her mind, there was a wisp of Sheng Jinhua's remnant soul imprisoned!
It was the loss of that wisp of her soul that caused Sheng Jinhua to fall into a coma.

"Mu Xiyang actually used Hanxing's soul to lock Hua'er's soul, killing two birds with one stone. He's simply insane..."

Sheng Xiao suddenly frowned with a hint of lingering fear, clenching his fist as he asked, "What would happen if Mu Xiyang had taken this pill?"

"Neither of them will survive." Upon hearing this, Sheng Xiao felt a wave of powerlessness wash over him, and a chill ran down his spine. Mu Xiyang was so vicious that he wanted to use him to kill his own sister!

"Ah!" Mu Hanxing screamed, tilting her head back in pain.

Suddenly, a dark blue light emerged from the crescent-shaped birthmark between her collarbones. A strong cloud of dark blue smoke seemed to have absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, swirling in the surrounding air before slowly entering her body.

The girl's perpetually unfocused gaze gradually sharpened, and a glint of sharp intelligence emerged in her dark eyes.

She glanced around at the crowd surrounding her, then turned her gaze to Sheng Yunqing. After looking at her for a long time, she said, "Sister Yunqing."

Sheng Yunqing's heart was suddenly touched. She raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "Han Xing?"

Mu Hanxing squeezed her hand and said, "Thank you for bringing me here."

Seeing that her mental state had returned to normal, Sheng Yunqing was extremely relieved: "It's good that you're alright."

Mu Hanxing stood up, walked to Sheng Jinhua, and said, "Return it to its rightful owner."

As she finished speaking, she raised her hand and gently touched her brow with her fingertips. A wisp of silvery-white soul thread was drawn out by her fingertips.

Upon seeing this, Sheng Yunqing immediately sent the pill in her hand and the soul thread from Mu Hanxing's fingertip into her body.

Before long, the girl in the coffin fluttered her long eyelashes, slightly furrowed her brows, and let out a soft moan.

Sheng Yunqing gripped her slightly cold hands tightly: "Hua'er?"

The girl slowly opened her eyes and saw Sheng Yunqing in front of her. Her voice was hoarse as she spoke, "Sister..."

She propped herself up with her hands, raised her hand to touch Sheng Yunqing's face, and tears suddenly blurred her vision: "Sister!"

She threw herself into Sheng Yunqing's arms and burst into tears. Sheng Yunqing held her tightly, and as he lowered his head, a single tear fell.

Sheng Yunqing said tremblingly, "It's good that you're awake, it's good that you're awake."

The moment Sheng Xiao lifted her out of the coffin, the crystal coffin made a "click" sound.

Sheng Yunqing frowned and looked in the direction of the sound. The coffin had cracked open with a large fissure, which then spread into a spider web of cracks before shattering into pieces on the ground with a "crackling" sound.

The cracks continued to spread, and the ice crystals on the ground and walls broke apart, followed by a violent shaking.

"Oh no!" Sheng Yunqing gripped Sheng Jinhua's hand tightly and said, "Quick, let's go! The underground palace is about to collapse!"

The icicles that had formed above swayed precariously as the group shook, and just as they were about to run toward the door, the icicles suddenly began to fall.

Sheng Yunqing released her hands, and together with Lu Changxuan and Mu Zhixing, they formed a hand seal and chanted a barrier incantation. A golden spider web barrier enveloped everyone.

However, the rapidly falling ice spike ignored the barrier and struck Sheng Yunqing's feet directly, instantly causing the ground to cave in and turn into a patch of broken ice.

“The restrictions here are witchcraft set up by Mu Xiyang; mystical arts won’t work,” Mu Hanxing said, frowning.

Upon closer inspection, the ice spike did not appear to fall randomly due to weightlessness. Instead, it was imbued with a mysterious power, precisely locking onto the people inside the room and launching out like ice blades, attempting to impale them to the ground.

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge ice spike plummeted straight towards Sheng Jinhua. Sheng Xiao's heart tightened, and he immediately pulled her close, shielding her: "Hua'er! Be careful!"