The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

Tang Xixue closed her eyes and sank her spiritual consciousness into Cangxue's heart.

In that deep blue space, Fengxue Yinlong Xingmi was curled up on the spirit meadow.

On the silvery-white scales, the dark red cracks had mostly healed.

Those were the scars left by the erosion of the curse. They were once as hideous as a spider web, but now only a few shallow lines remain, slowly fading away.

"Master... am I ready?"

Xingmi raised her head, her silver dragon eyes filled with disbelief.

He carefully flicked the dragon's tail and found that it no longer stung.

A layer of scalding heat instantly welled up in those dragon eyes.

He quickly turned his head away and covered his eyes with his front paws.

"I didn't cry."

His voice was muffled, with a strong nasal tone.

"Dragons don't shed tears."

"Um."

Tang Xixue responded softly, without exposing his lie.

The little white cat, Yin Kong, poked its head out from the nearby bushes of spirit herbs, yawned, and then stretched out its paw to lightly pat Xing Mi's dragon claw.

The force was precise, not painful, but enough to bring him back to his senses.

"Quickly perk up, your master needs you."

Xingmi peeked out from between her claws, glared at Yin Kong, and replied, "...I understand."

The voice still carried a lingering nasal tone, but the person had already begun to stretch their limbs, slowly unfolding their body that had been curled up for so long.

The silvery-white scales regained their shine, one by one, like stars wiping away dust.

Outside the celestial palace, the night was as dark as ink.

The grand formation has been activated, the Three Lives Tree has been reborn, and the river of spiritual essence is flowing anew.

That is the lifeblood of Yaoguang City, the core of the city's protective formation.

A silvery-blue beam of light descended from the sky, illuminating the entire night sky.

Tang Xixue regained consciousness and opened her eyes.

The sea of ​​clouds surged beneath her feet, and the light of the great array reflected on her face, flickering uncertainly.

"Star Seeking".

She called out.

A dragon's roar resounded from the heart of Cangxue, clear and long, carrying the breath of wind and snow and the exhilaration of rebirth.

A silvery-white dragon of wind and snow burst forth from the sky, its body swelling in the wind, its scales shimmering with a cold, chilling light in the burst of light.

Each piece looks as if it were forged from moonlight and frost.

He raised his head and chanted, his voice shaking the heavens. The clouds were split open by the sound waves, surging to both sides to reveal the clear starry sky above.

Tang Xixue leaped onto the dragon's head, her clothes fluttering in the wind.

Yin Kong jumped off her shoulder and landed steadily between Xing Mi's dragon horns.

"Let's go back to Yaoguang City."

The silver dragon swooped down, breaking through layers of clouds.

The wind whistled in my ears, starlight swirled overhead, and below, the lights of Yaoguang City flickered uncertainly in the night.

"Oh dear, we lost the little one, this is no fun now."

On the ruins of Yaoguang City, Bingyou withdrew her last wisp of consciousness from the spiritual power that was tracking Si Xingxuan.

It hovered in mid-air, its icy blue scales gleaming with a faint, cold light.

The two crystal-clear little horns on its head trembled slightly, a natural reaction when it was agitated.

"That kid Zhe Yue must be pretty tough. Never mind, let's go back to our master first."

It couldn't be away from its master for too long; it sensed that the city was filled with the aura of the Silver Dust Gu.

It turned and flew towards its owner at an extremely fast speed.

A streak of icy blue light pierced the night sky.

Then it saw it.

Those silver dust gu were densely packed, covering the sky and the earth.

The silvery-gray swarm of insects resembled a layer of flowing molten metal, gleaming with a cold, deathly luster in the night.

They are attacking their owner, Jiu Fangzhi.

Bingyou was instantly enraged.

The oppressive aura emanating from the King of Ten Thousand Gu was released without reservation.

It was a crushing force from the depths of one's blood, an absolute dominance like that of a king.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment, and even the wind stopped moving.

Those Silver Dust Gu that were originally so aggressive seemed to have all their strength drained away under this pressure, and the sound of their flapping wings suddenly stopped.

Then, it frantically fled backward.

They all hid back beside the Pavilion Master of Fengxiao Pavilion.

They huddled together under her robes, trembling and emitting faint, terrified hisses.

The Pavilion Master of Fengxiao glanced down at the Silver Dust Gu huddled at her feet and coldly said, "Useless."

There was no anger in her voice, only an undisguised contempt from a superior position.

Then, she raised her head and her gaze fell on the ice spirit hovering in mid-air.

"Junior Brother, your Gu technique is quite well-crafted."

Her tone was indifferent and objective, as if she were commenting on an object that was reasonably pleasing to the eye.

But her gaze carried a faint hint of scrutiny.

Ice Ghost is no ordinary Gu.

It transforms from a snake into a dragon and is the supreme among Gu poisons.

Those ice-blue dragon horns speak of its extraordinary nature.

If those worms weren't created by the Heavenly Dao, completely devoid of reason and driven only by the instinct to devour, even they would likely have been firmly restrained by this King of Ten Thousand Gu.

"Senior sister, you flatter me."

Jiu Fangzhi's voice came from the other side, calm and indifferent.

He noticed that only Bingyou had returned, but not Sixingxuan, and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow slightly.

Could it be that his short-lived disciple was sent away?

The thought flashed through his mind, but he didn't delve into it further.

"Then let me experience it for myself."

A silver-white spirit-locking longbow appeared in the hands of the Pavilion Master Fengxiao. The bow was made of frost and snow, and the bowstring was a kind of transparent silk thread that gleamed with a cold light in the night wind.

She drew back the bowstring, and a silver-white arrow condensed and took shape on the string, its tip pointing directly at Jiu Fangzhi.

"Has my junior brother actually made any progress over the years?"

"Senior sister, please give me your guidance."

Jiu Fangzhi's voice remained steady.

He simply took out a mechanical cube from his sleeve.

The cube was no bigger than the palm of his hand, silver-white in color, and covered with fine runes and mechanism patterns. It lay quietly on his fingertip.

Then, his fingertips moved.

The mechanical block disintegrated, not shattered, but precisely broke into countless tiny parts.

Every part was rapidly reassembling in mid-air.

The gears rotated, the mechanisms engaged, and the runes lit up—the whole process took only a moment.

A massive mechanical kite emerged from the silvery light, its wingspan spanning ten zhang, its entire body resembling solidified moonlight.

Its head is held high, its eyes are like stars, and its wings are layered, each feather a sharp blade.

It was a giant mechanical kite that stretched across the night sky, its wings covered with countless silver runes that flickered like an inverted Milky Way.

A thousand-feathered kite.

The ultimate masterpiece of mechanical arts of the Tianxuan Empire, a war machine that even the gods were said to have taken notice of.

It awakens at this moment, its wingtips slicing through the void, leaving behind streaks of silvery-white spatial rifts.

"Thousand-feathered kite".

Jiu Fangzhi's voice was very soft, as soft as if he were calling a name that had been asleep for a long time.

"It's been a long time."

The giant kite flapped its wings, and thousands of runes lit up simultaneously.

A silvery-white, cold moon seemed to rise in the night sky, illuminating the entire city wall of Yaoguang City as if it were daytime.

At this moment, Emperor Tianxuan finally revealed his true brilliance.

He never used this mechanism.

It's not that it can't be used, it's that this mechanism is too lethal.

So powerful that once they make a move, there is no turning back.

He didn't want to hurt his senior sister, so he stayed on the defensive.

But his senior sister had long since changed.

From the moment she drew the Soul-Locking Bow and aimed the arrow at him.

All the camaraderie they once shared as fellow disciples vanished like smoke.