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As if in a dream, Xiang Ke was led by Ye Wanlan into the Chaos Pearl.

What happened next made Xiang Ke think she was dreaming, because she actually saw Xiang Mingyu and Xiang Chen, who had died before her.

Xiang Ke was actually unable to see Xiang Mingyu's body because Xiang Chen was afraid that she wouldn't be able to bear seeing such a bloody and cruel scene, so he had her taken away beforehand.

The reason Xiang Ke knew of Xiang Chen's death was because he heard the bell tolling.

That bell once rang nine times in succession when her father, the emperor, passed away, playing a mournful tune.

They also escorted Princess Yongning's coffin to Yanshan.

Therefore, Xiang Ke knew that once this bell rang, it would mean that the emperor had passed away.

But Xiang Ke had no time for grief and sorrow; she calmly buried the gunpowder.

She was young, and her hands were trembling when she lit the fire.

"Xiao Ke!"

"Yongle!"

"Little Yongle, how are you?"

Her fallen relatives surrounded her, bending down to look at her with concern and worry, just as they always had.

Xiang Chen strode forward: "Xiao Ke, you—"

“Your Majesty… Your Majesty…” Xiang Ke grabbed Ye Wanlan’s clothes, “You… You’re not allowed to scold me. If you scold me, I’ll cry for you.”

Xiang Chen was taken aback.

Before he could say anything, Xiang Ke said fiercely, "Besides, my elder sister dotes on me more. I'll tell her and make her scold you!"

Xiang Chen: "..."

He was clearly concerned about her, so how did it turn into him scolding her?
"What did Xiao Yongle do that makes him so afraid of Yongshun scolding you?" Xiang Qingtian laughed. "Don't worry, if Yongshun scolds you, your uncle will be the first to punish him."

Xiang Chen again: "..."

Warmth lasts only a second.

“I…” Xiang Ke bit her lip, and after a few seconds, she lowered her head, “I burned myself to death, and I burned my palace down too.”

One sentence made Xiang Qingtian's smile vanish, and his expression suddenly darkened.

Xiang Ke spoke simply and naively, but he knew that she wasn't burning herself, but rather those cruel invaders.

Both He Jia and Xie Linyuan were deeply moved.

Of all these people, only Xiang Ke was not even ten years old.

But she actually managed to do it.

"Xiang Ke!" Xiang Chen was furious. "You...you're going to drive me crazy! Why won't you leave?"

"Royal sister, royal brother is yelling at me!" Xiang Ke grabbed Ye Wanlan. "Royal sister, hit him!"

Xiang Chen said angrily, "I'm not being mean to you, but what am I supposed to do if you do something like this again?"

The Prince of Yan was also his role model, and he learned to take care of Xiang Ke in the same way that He Jia took care of Xiang Lan.

"Alright," Xiang Mingyu said, "Xiao Chen, stop being so harsh on Xiao Ke. We have no choice in the matter."

Xiang Chen smiled wryly: "I didn't mean to be mean to him, I just..."

I just still hate myself.

He hated himself for not being strong enough to protect his younger sister.

Xiang Ke ran up to Xiang Chen and hugged his arm, pouting, "Brother, I really didn't mean it, don't be angry."

Xiang Chen was indeed more responsive to gentle persuasion than force: "There won't be a next time."

Xiang Ke nodded vigorously.

“Now our Xiang family is truly all gathered together.” Xiang Qingtian’s brows furrowed again. “Now that Fengyuan has fallen, where is Prime Minister Shen?”

Although Shen Mingshu had no martial arts skills, she was proud and would never back down.

Ye Wanlan looked at Han Yunsheng: "Teacher, you didn't even ask me?"

"I won't ask, because I can guess." Han Yunsheng smiled faintly, his gaze gentle. "Alan is always thorough in her work. Ming Shu's absence proves that her soul is intact and that she has already met with Alan." He had indeed used magic on the Bright Moon Token to preserve the soul within it after its master's death, waiting for the soul to be repaired before it could awaken.

"Teacher, you have great foresight." Ye Wanlan smiled. "Please rest assured, everyone, the soul of the Great Ning Female Prime Minister is well and will be waiting to meet you all three hundred years from now."

Xiang Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, but the Imperial Tutor and the Female Prime Minister..."

Xiang Qingtian waved his hand to stop them: "What are you asking? There's no need to ask. I have sharp eyes. They are both keeping quiet, but they are in love with each other."

Xiang Mingyu: "..."

Han Yunsheng also said: "..."

That being said, it's too simple and straightforward.

"Everyone, this matter is not over yet, please wait for me." Ye Wanlan looked up, "No matter what, may Shenzhou prosper."

Shenzhou Wanxing!

These four words sent a jolt through everyone's hearts.

Isn't this the very four words they pursued throughout their lives?

“Alright!” Xiang Qingtian said readily. “Xiao Yongning, you can go now. Don’t worry, there are plenty of people now, so we won’t have trouble finding enough people to play mahjong.”

Xiang Mingyu remained silent.

Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow: "Uncle Wang is best at finding joy in hardship, so I really don't need to worry."

She left the Chaos Pearl.

But things weren't so easy after that.

Because she was going to see Xingyun, the leader of the Northern Sea Sect.

Like Shen Mingshu, Yue Zheng also left behind a soul.

However, the two situations are different.

Yuezheng's soul still exists, but it is because Xingyun abandoned his soul.

If she preserves Xingyun's soul, Yuezheng will disappear.

However, she could not protect Yuezheng's soul at this point in time, because history cannot be changed.

“Sister, time is a closed loop; the past, history, and the future occur simultaneously,” Si Fuqing said softly.

For the Time Management Bureau and those who have already reached the pinnacle, the events that occur in each world are nothing more than a novel that has already been written.

Therefore, in their view, the past, present, and future all exist simultaneously in the text of the novel.

You can turn to whichever page you want to read.

But the people in the book don't know any of this; from their perspective, they can only see what's happening right now.

This is why history can never be changed.

This is also why the powerful beings of the smaller worlds want to break through the void and travel to higher-level worlds.

Once we learn of the existence of higher worlds and stronger beings in higher dimensions, who would willingly spend their entire life trapped in a book?

“I know,” Ye Wanlan said softly, “but I still want to try.”

When the group arrived at the scene of the battle, less than one-tenth of the disciples from both the Penglai and Beiming sects remained, and the corpses piled up like mountains.

Amidst the stark white bones, Xingyun held Yuezheng in his arms, in a protective posture.

A purple light barrier surrounded him, blocking the flames of war.

Ye Wanlan approached.

Almost at the same moment, Xingyun sensed it.

He frowned, his expression cold and filled with undisguised killing intent, as he swept his gaze toward Ye Wanlan.

But when he saw Ye Wanlan, what he saw first was her soul.

The Northern Sea Cult Leader, who would remain unmoved even if Mount Tai collapsed before him, suddenly changed his expression drastically: "Your Highness?!" (End of Chapter)