Each of the nine dragon maidens possesses extraordinary abilities.

Mo Zhiyan transformed into a person taking deep breaths.

As a powerful being who had achieved the unity of self and the Tao and possessed authority, she never considered herself lucky.

She had long understood that bloodline was a curse, but she didn't have the courage to go through what Su Zhaoran had gone through.

Ultimately, it's all a curse, and there's no hope in the face of such a curse.

That's really exaggerated...

However, Mo Zhiyan's avatar probably guessed Su Zhaoran's purpose in seeking her out, but she didn't need to say it; Mo Zhiyan had already planned to do so anyway.

Mo Zhiyan, in his avatar, said, "...We're even. Don't worry, Lu Yueyuan is innocent, and I will protect him."

Su Zhaoran smiled disdainfully: "Don't try to be virtuous after getting the benefit. Anyway, he'll only thank you, not me."

Mo Zhiyan, in his avatar: "I can talk to him."

Su Zhaoran shook her head: "No, no, he'll hate me to death then. It's good as it is now."

Mo Zhiyan, in his avatar: "If it's for this reason, you wouldn't have come to me. So... are you afraid of Qing Zaishan?"

Su Zhaoran nodded: "Hmm, it's her. Among you nine guardians, she is the most mysterious. At least until now, the power of the Huai Zai Meridian has always been a mystery. Moreover, with you older sisters keeping her in check, Qing Zai Shan is not particularly noticeable. But I just feel that her power will be very troublesome."

Mo Zhiyan, in his avatar, asked, "What do you feel?"

Su Zhaoran said, "Yeah, just take it as a woman's irrational intuition... Are you with her?"

Mo Zhiyan, in his avatar, said, "That's right. She and her maid arrived yesterday, hoping I would protect them, and I agreed."

Su Zhaoran was speechless: "You really are a good person. Let me remind you, these days, there are a lot of perverts, and good people don't live long. Although you are a pervert too, your perversion is still a little bit less pure than hers and mine."

"...I'm really sorry I'm not twisted enough."

Mo Zhiyan sighed helplessly, "You, you're really putting me in a difficult position. I know why you gave me your memories... You want to force me to choose, but... what can I choose? Should I just trust your feelings and attack my sisters? I can't do that..."

"Sigh, Mo Zhiyan, that's just how you are. Although you seem aloof, you value this rare feeling more than anyone else... You're too lonely. How about you go out for a walk once in a while? The world is big, and it's good to meet more people."

Su Zhaoran looked up at the starry sky and said, "As for the choice, you can decide for yourself. I said I'm not here to force you to choose; I don't like to force others. But you can think about it more. Don't let your emotions blind you. For example, Qing Zai Shan clearly has the best relationship with Shi Bingxin, the Sixth Guardian, but now that she's in trouble, why doesn't she seek refuge with her and instead comes to you?"

Mo Zhiyan, in his avatar: "I can't think of anything, why don't you just tell me?"

Su Zhaoran said, "No, I have no obligation to do that. Don't think that just because we shared memories you can treat me as a good friend. Aren't you a little too starved for affection?"

Mo Zhiyan's avatar: "........"

She remained silent for a long time before saying, "Is that right...? That's how I am. Actually, everyone is like that. The closer you get to the realm of gods, the easier it is to become extreme. My expectations are too high. I'm always expecting... That's why I'm like this to my disciples, to you, and to Lu Yueyuan. What you said is true... Actually, you also hate me, right? I saw your memories, and you cursed at me too."

Su Zhaoran suddenly pointed to the starry sky above and asked, "Can you give this to me?"

Mo Zhiyan paused for a moment, then said, "...Take it if you want."

Su Zhaoran smiled and said, "Just kidding, I don't want to."

Mo Zhiyan's avatar: "No, I'm serious. You can take it. Over the years... I've been deeply influenced by the bloodline. In fact, we all know that the guardian of the bloodline becomes a powerful being who is one with the Dao because of the bloodline. But this so-called Dao is false. We can only wander here for the rest of our lives."

She waved again.

The next moment, the entire starry sky began to compress, turning into a rotating cube that landed in the hand of Mo Zhiyan's avatar.

The sky above turned into daytime, and the sun shone brightly.

Mo Zhiyan, in his avatar, handed it over: "Take it, if it will be of any help to you."

But Su Zhaoran didn't answer.

"I don't want it anymore." Su Zhaoran stood up. "Then, goodbye."

she left.

Mo Zhiyan watched her leave as she departed the space, walking back to the main hall along the wooden bridge. The crimson figure vanished into the mist.

Mo Zhiyan withdrew his gaze from the underground palace in Youzhou.

Su Zhaoran is always like this, acting on a whim. Everyone hates Yan Qianjie, but they hate her just as much.

Yes, when she was kicked out by her master, Mo Zhiyan also planned to convict her, but a young man found her.

Ultimately, no kill order was issued, and no charges were brought against them.

Mo Zhiyan was quite envious of their relationship; he wished that the guardians of the pulse could be like that too.

It's a pity, it can never happen.

After returning from the Hall of Words, Su Zhaoran visited Wei Daidan again.

She waited for half a day at the foot of Daidan Cliff, and finally the disciples of the Daidan lineage told her that Wei Daidan had left a few days ago.

Su Zhaoran asked for the exact time, and after calculating, she realized, "Hey, isn't that the day Lu Yueyuan went to Qingzhou?"

Danger perception is so useful; once you get used to it, Dangerous Dan can be run around like a puppy.

That saves her the trouble.

That's all. We just need to wait for news of the Celestial Venerable's proxy's death to come back, and for Mo Zhiyan to initiate the trial and find Lu Yueyuan innocent.

Qing Zaishan is still as mysterious as ever. Su Zhaoran applied to go to Zaishan's historical pavilion some time ago, but her application was rejected.

The disciples of Zaishan Clan said that there are many major historical events to be updated recently, so it is not open to the public for the time being, not even the sect leader.

These guys are really...

Su Zhaoran had barely caught her breath after returning to her cave when the little white bird delivered some terrible news to her.

The head of the guardians of the veins, and the eldest sister of all the dragon maidens.

Ling Suxian has returned to her sect.

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The iconic building of the first lineage is called Suxian Palace.

Ling Suxian and Shi Tieshou, who had just returned to the palace, received news of Yan Qianjie's death.

Ling Suxian sat on the main seat in the main hall, with the Iron-Eating Beast transformed into a burly man standing beside her, and the disciples below reporting.

Disciple: "It is now confirmed that Yan Qianjie died in the Qingzhou ley line. He first attacked Qing Zaishan, causing Qing Zaishan to be seriously injured and flee to Youzhou. Then he ran into the arriving Hermit Hermit and Lu Yueyuan. After a great battle, Yan Qianjie died, and Lu Yueyuan recuperated at the Langya Gang."

Ling Suxian said, "Hmm... Yan Qianjie actually dared to lay a hand on my sister, so he deserved to die. However, that forbidden god actually blessed the Hermit Hermit, and the Hermit Hermit is with Lu Yueyuan. It's really suspicious."

The Iron-Eating Beast glanced at Ling Suxian speechlessly.

Ling Suxian said gently, "You've really worked hard. Let the gods worry about their affairs. But Lu Yueyuan did stand up for his sister. It would be too innocent if he were found guilty."

The disciple asked, "My lord, should I go to the Zhiyan Clan?"

Ling Suxian shook her head: "No need, it's alright. Fate has already decided the course of events. You can go now and get some rest. Thank you for your help while I'm away."

"Yes, my lord."

Ling Suxian closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair.

Yan Qianjie is dead. Good riddance. That guy was really annoying, always killing. Even after Ji Cheng beat him up, he still wouldn't behave. Originally, the decision-making power for the grand plan was in the hands of the dragon maidens, but Yan Qianjie was too hasty. He didn't even negotiate the price with Qing Zai Shan, and actually tried to snatch it by force. In the mortal world that the Four Gods have no intention of controlling, he really wasn't afraid of angering the dragon maidens.

But how did he become so greedy and impatient? Oh, it was Ling Suxian who did it. She used fate to manipulate this poor man and used words to drive him. Hehehe, then it's alright.

"Have Zhaoran and Zhiyan finished talking?" Ling Suxian asked the Iron-Eating Beast.

"Yes, that's right." The Iron-Eating Beast nodded. "Should I go call her? (●'?'●)"

"No, no need."

Ling Suxian opened her eyes, her eyes, which could not see anything, stared straight ahead. She reached out her hand and gently plucked at the invisible threads in the air.

The beautiful sound of the zither resonated throughout the hall, and the iron-eating beast groaned, providing harmony for Ling Suxian's music.

"Green weeds, green weeds. Pull out the weeds and remove the tree roots, turn the soil in the fields. A thousand people work side by side, going to all the low-lying and sloping fields." Ling Suxian hummed softly, "My eighth sister is really amazing. Even at this time, she is still so calm and doesn't reveal any of her powers."

The lineage of Zai Shan, through generations of protectors, has never revealed their powers.

But at this point, remaining silent is Qing Zai Shan's own choice.

Or perhaps her powers had already been activated, but even the mighty Four Gods were unaware of it.

She walked through the world, deceiving everyone.

Chapter 93: Who gave you the illusion that I couldn't activate my powers? (6k)

The pills Jing Xingzhou gave him were very effective. Lu Yueyuan felt that he had regained his strength. However, jealousy occupied half of the bed, which made him feel helpless. He could only sit up in a certain supporting position. A hand reached out and pressed on his shoulder, and a continuous stream of power was sent into his body. Lu Yueyuan looked at Jing Xingzhou and found that the other man's eyes were like those of a different person.

"Lord Hengjun?" Lu Yueyuan addressed the deity by his name directly.

It was Jing Xingzhou who was negotiating with Lu Yueyuan, but Hengjun Fujun had lost patience. He still unreasonably occupied Jing Xingzhou's body. After transferring his divine power, he sighed slightly, clearly shocked by Lu Yueyuan.

"So that's how it is... You are the one who has returned again and again." Lord Hengjun said, his eyes blazing with a blue light. "Very well, since that deity is here, I no longer need to hide. When I heard about that incident in Zhongzhou, I had a vague suspicion of this, but I never expected... it's truly astonishing. Hey, tell me honestly, how many times have you come here?"

"I can't remember," Lu Yueyuan said.

"The number of times is astonishing... I admire you greatly." Lord Hengjun nodded and asked, "Then, I presume you... already know?"

"almost."

"Very well." Lord Hengjun sighed. "The secret of the merger of Guixu is not a secret to us gods. It's just... we've never cared much about it. Just as all things in the world eventually die, the Heavenly Dao also has its end. If the Heavenly Dao perishes, our authority in this world will also vanish. Therefore, some of our colleagues have already pledged allegiance to the Four Gods. At our level, many things are no longer our choice. Gods... are inherently twisted beings. You've returned again, you must know about my deal with the Four Gods, right?"

“I know you plan to take Jing Xingzhou to the world newly established by the Four Gods, but you haven’t reached an agreement with them on which one to go.”

"Yes... so-called gods are nothing more than pathetic prisoners bound by power. Even I have to abide by the rule of 'transaction,' not daring to overstep it even a step. How I wish I could build my own little world, bring all the people of Qingzhou into it, and protect them? But that is ultimately impossible. Once the path is wrong, there is no turning back. No matter how gentle a person was, once they become a god, they will be tainted and distorted by the path of the gods, and in the end... they will all become the most extreme beings."

Lu Yueyuan remained silent for a long time before finally speaking: "I have no intention of stopping you."

Lord Hengjun smiled: "Fearless one who returns again and again, to be honest, it doesn't matter whether you stop me or not, I don't care much. Because you have more enemies than you imagine. Although you have chosen a powerful god as your backer, even He gets tired." His eyes were moved. "In fact, this world should not have gods. All powers should belong to the Way of Heaven. But... because in the Twilight Age, people attacked the first gods, and thus all sorts of gods were born. It is said that the Way of Heaven is for the public good, while the Way of Man is for private gain, so this kind of thing cannot be forbidden. When the old world perishes, a new world is born, and then the new world will become the old world... returning again and again, the same old story is always being played out."

"The first gods, created by the will of Heaven, wielded all powers from the very origin of the world. They had no subjective consciousness, existing purely like the movement of the sun and moon, like the cycle of the seasons. At that time, people connected with them through sacrifices; these people were called shamans. Those who borrowed the authority of the gods through magic were called diviners. The gods were so powerful, so beautiful, wielding so many powers. Humanity was their child, but children… will ultimately covet the authority of their parents. In the Twilight Age, humanity split into two factions, and the gods, too, split because of humanity's division." "Yes," said Lord Hengjun. "Those who seize power by killing gods cannot truly become gods. They must find the rules, the so-called path of the gods... This involves a bloody sacrifice. And I am the pitiful one sacrificed by the ancestors of the Jing family. I never expected that I would turn misfortune into fortune, embarking on the path of the gods and becoming a god myself. Of course, the first thing I did after becoming a god was to use my power to make a deal with the Heavenly Dao to vent my anger. Heh... This is the source of the Jing family's curse."

Lu Yueyuan remained silent.

In the simulated future, he infiltrated the old residence of the Jing family in Qingzhou and found many murals beneath their ancestral hall. The murals depicted scenes of sacrifices. As Lu Yueyuan looked at the murals, he seemed to hear the roars and wails of Lord Hengjun before he became a god.

He hated Qingzhou and the Jing family so much, but unexpectedly, many years later, the one who was most compatible with him was actually a descendant of the Jing family.

"The agents carry out the will of the gods; therefore, the agents themselves must be in perfect harmony with the gods. Over the years, I have chosen several agents, but none of them could grasp my core principles. They thought that transactions were just deception and trickery, and they were simply unable to carry out my path. A god without an agent is like a lonely bird flying in the sky, without a home of its own, and not knowing where to rest. In time... it will lose its subjective consciousness and become what is known as the first generation of gods. Therefore, the gods are very dependent on their agents; their dependence is far beyond your imagination," said Lord Hengjun.

“Just like you rely on Jing Xingzhou,” Lu Yueyuan said.

"Yes, I don't want to go to the new world alone."

"Can't we wait for Jing Xingzhou's reincarnation?"

Lord Hengjun shook his head: "In the world of the Four Gods, the Four Gods become the Heavenly Dao, and new beings will be born. Souls that do not go to the old world will only be annihilated when the merger of the Ruins is completed."

"Even gods who don't go there, will they?"

"That depends on whether you can adapt to the Netherworld Sea." Even Lord Hengjun became respectful at this point, looking at the slowly burning golden phantom behind Lu Yueyuan, and bowed slightly. "If you are referring to the powerful deity behind you, then there's no need to worry. He has wandered the Netherworld Sea for a long time and has long since adapted to it. To be honest, he could easily create his own world. At least for you, you can go to his divine kingdom at any time and receive eternal protection." Lord Hengjun, seated on the Jingxing Boat, bowed to Lu Yueyuan—a ritual performed for the dead, even Lord Hengjun paid homage to this exiled deity.

“You don’t need to go through so much trouble. Even if you refuse the Celestial Venerable’s invitation, you won’t have to worry about anything in the future just by relying on the protection of this powerful deity,” said Lord Hengjun.

Lu Yueyuan shook his head and said, "If I were that kind of person, I wouldn't be His agent."

"Humans... are the most complex beings, possessing the deepest ugliness, yet also the most awe-inspiring brilliance. Any choice is acceptable. The divine power I just passed on to you is my way of thanking you. Jing Xingzhou may not know, but I do... without you, he would surely have died here. You have extended his lifespan. And Qingyi, the descendant of my messenger's bloodline, you also helped me find her. In return, I repaired the wounds in your soul. That deity has fallen into slumber to mend your damage, but He will soon awaken. Please convey my respect to Him."

“You’ve helped me a lot too. Without you, Qingzhou would probably have fallen apart long ago,” Lu Yueyuan said.

"My divine path is based on transactions, so even blessings come with conditions. I am an unqualified god; this time, I made a deal with Jing Xingzhou to complete the blessing, and his soul is already mine. In the end, my goal has been achieved. I have no extra feelings for Qingzhou, nor do I want to save them. But I know that Jing Xingzhou will not give up, and that's what I like about him, which is why I made him my representative." Lord Hengjun looked into Lu Yueyuan's eyes.

"Want to make a deal?" Lu Yueyuan asked.

Lord Hengjun stood up. “Then it’s settled. I can cooperate with your actions, as long as you can protect Jing Xingzhou’s safety. I will do anything you ask. However, if Jing Xingzhou dies and you have already failed, then I will not hesitate to take Jing Xingzhou’s soul away. Our deal is done. As for anything else, you can discuss it with Jing Xingzhou.”

"Oh dear, I originally wanted to talk to you in person, but this Lord of the Prefecture... made you laugh." The azure light dissipated, and Jing Xingzhou's consciousness returned. He smiled awkwardly at Lu Yueyuan.

A fierce wind blew outside.

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Jiuyi Sect, Suxian Palace