Starting as the young master of a medicine shop, he practiced swordsmanship for twenty years.

Chapter 247 Lu Xuan appears in Haoran Mansion!
"Grandfather, that's Princess Xingyue!"

"The late emperor's thirteenth daughter, and the current emperor's younger sister, born of the same mother."

Wen Lingyun's face was filled with fear, and his voice was trembling and choking.

He didn't believe that his ancestors were unaware of the heavy weight behind these identities!

"If His Majesty knew about this, even if our Wen family had great abilities, we would be doomed to be annihilated and left without a burial place!"

Wen Lingyun slumped on the cold ground, his face as pale as paper, completely devoid of blood.

He raised one hand tremblingly, pointing his index finger straight at Wen Mochen, and the tip of that finger was shaking uncontrollably.

Then, Wen Lingyun raised his head, stared at his ancestor Wen Fengyuan, and spoke hoarsely.

"Ancestor!"

"This evildoer's actions are simply driving our Wen family to the brink of destruction. He is going to destroy the entire clan!"

Wen Lingyun's actions at this moment are nothing more than the last struggle of a trapped beast.

Now that things have come to this, everything has been settled.

No matter what the Wen family does, it will be in vain and it is too late.

The Wen family was once a prominent family in the entire Great Xia Dynasty.

Now, we have completely embarked on a dead end from which there is no turning back.

Her Majesty the Empress of Tiandu has unpredictable power, swift and decisive methods, and a resolute and resolute temperament.

Any act that offends the royal dignity has always been severely punished, so how could the mistakes made by the Wen family be easily forgiven?

Even the ancestor of the Wen family was once the Duke of Rong bestowed by the previous emperor.

But in the face of this heinous crime, this former glory is nothing but a passing cloud and is useless.

After all, Princess Xingyue was the late emperor's most beloved thirteenth daughter, and also the Empress's biological sister.

Therefore, her status is extremely noble and cannot tolerate any blasphemy.

In the Great Xia Dynasty, anyone who dares to harm Princess Xingyue, no matter who it is, will eventually die!
Wen Fengyuan slowly lowered his head, his eyes cloudy yet somewhat cold.

He glanced down from the corner of his eye, and looked indifferently at Wen Lingyun who was slumped at his feet, and Wen Mochen who was standing beside him.

The next moment, Wen Fengyuan's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, without any emotion fluctuation, and his thin lips moved slightly.

"All right!"

Although these two words were spoken in a very low voice, they were filled with unquestionable emotions.

After a pause, Wen Fengyuan continued, "You two, get out!"

After saying this, he raised his head slightly and looked into the distance, as if thinking about something.

After a moment, Wen Fengyuan spoke again.

"From today on, except for the people I send to take care of Princess Xingyue, no one else is allowed to set foot here."

As soon as Wen Fengyuan finished speaking, an extremely terrifying invisible force surged and roared around him.

Then, he slowly raised his right hand and casually waved his sleeve. His movements seemed careless, but they brought out an overwhelming momentum.

In an instant, a strong and powerful force surged over.

This irresistible powerful force directly wrapped Wen Lingyun and Wen Mochen tightly in mid-air, and carried them lightly out of the door.

As soon as Wen Mochen's feet touched the ground, the internal energy in his body burst out violently, and the breath around him became disordered.

Then, his entire body turned into a blurry afterimage, flying away into the distance and disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Wen Mochen was truly scared.

In his heart, his father Wen Lingyun has turned into a madman who has lost his mind.

This madman actually killed his own mother with his own hands!

She was Wen Lingyun's wife who had been with him for many years and was married to him in a formal ceremony. She was also the closest person to him in this world.

Wen Lingyun didn't care at all about Wen Mochen's panicked escape.

He seemed to have lost all his strength and was still slumped in the same place, staring straight into the room.

To be precise, Wen Lingyun's gaze penetrated through numerous obstacles and was fixed firmly on the low curtains behind the bed.

There lay a woman quietly.

That woman was Princess Xingyue, who was once extremely noble but was now deposed by her own son.

At this moment, she no longer had the beauty and grace of the past. In this dim and depressing room, she was like a flower that withered prematurely.

Wen Lingyun looked at Princess Xingyue, his eyes filled with complex emotions including fear, regret, and deep despair.

It was as if he was looking through her and directly at the impending catastrophe of the entire Wen family.

However, Wen Lingyun did not stare for too long, as four guards in pure white brocade robes suddenly appeared beside him.

The four of them walked lightly and moved very quickly. They approached Wen Lingyun carefully and then helped him up steadily.

Wen Lingyun had lost his consciousness at this time and allowed the guards to hold him. His body was soft and weak, and his eyes were full of emptiness.

The four guards did not dare to slack off at all. They supported Wen Lingyun and walked slowly towards the door.

After a while, the group disappeared at the end of the dim corridor.

Shortly after they left, the door of the room, which had been open, slammed shut with a loud bang.

The loud sound of the door closing echoed in this silent space, causing the surrounding air to tremble.

The bright interior of the room was instantly shrouded in darkness, with only a few faint candlelight flickering, barely illuminating this small world.

Wen Fengyuan moved slowly and turned around, his eyes fixed on Princess Xingyue on the bed.

Looking at the scene before him, scenes from the past flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope, and he felt mixed emotions.

After a long moment, he raised his head slightly, and a heavy sigh escaped from his chest: "Alas!"

This sigh is full of helplessness and vicissitudes.

Then, Wen Fengyuan murmured to himself: "After all, this old man has chosen this decision!"

Wen Fengyuan made such a crazy decision not on impulse, but after years of hard thinking.

Four years ago, when he was in seclusion trying to reach the perfect state of the Divine Mansion, he wanted to try to break through the shackles of the Divine Mansion realm.

Thus becoming a warrior who has reached the perfection of the Divine Mansion realm.

However, Wen Fengyuan was ultimately defeated, and all his efforts were in vain.

Wen Fengyuan, who failed to break through, suffered a violent backlash from the vast power of heaven and earth.

The terrifying power of heaven and earth surged like a tidal wave, attacking his spiritual palace wantonly.

This also caused Wen Fengyuan's divine palace to be almost shattered by the power of heaven and earth, and the divine consciousness and soul in the divine palace were also severely damaged.

The changes in his mind and soul caused Wen Fengyuan's powerful strength to decline sharply.

Today, Wen Fengyuan can only exert the power of a minor success in the Divine Mansion realm.

So, from the outside, Wen Fengyuan seemed normal. But only Wen Fengyuan himself knew that he was like a castle in the air with an unstable foundation, which could collapse at any time.

What frightened Wen Fengyuan the most was the increasingly strong feeling of physical decay.

Wen Fengyuan can now truly feel that his body and the spirit within him are rapidly declining.

Wen Fengyuan, a martial artist who has reached the realm of the Divine Mansion, is a being like a real person.

Within ten years, his divine residence would collapse, his body would die, and he would turn into a wisp of dust between heaven and earth, leaving no trace.

There is great terror between life and death!
Wen Fengyuan was filled with resentment. How could he tolerate himself disappearing from this world silently and confusedly?
Deep in his heart, there was only one strong desire, and that was to survive!
However, the damage Wen Fengyuan suffered this time was caused by the erosion of the power of heaven and earth, and was by no means an ordinary injury.

Ordinary healing elixirs, common cultivation methods, or spiritual objects from heaven and earth could not restore him to his original state.

If Wen Fengyuan wants to recover, he can only rely on the legendary Ten-Patterned Sun Artifact.

This ten-patterned sun weapon contains the most mysterious and powerful power of the laws in the world, and is what countless warriors in the Great Xia Dynasty dream of.

As long as he can get the help of the Ten-Patterned Sun Artifact, the power of the laws contained therein can easily help Wen Fengyuan.

At the same time, for Wen Fengyuan, the power of this law is also the key to his next breakthrough to the perfection of the Divine Mansion realm.

Once Wen Fengyuan succeeds, he will not only be able to heal his injuries, but also improve his strength to a higher level and break through to the perfect realm of the Divine Mansion.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

A dull, dry cough came from Wen Fengyuan's chest, breaking the silence in the room.

He leaned forward slightly and gently covered his mouth with one hand. After the coughing subsided a little, he slowly reached into his arms with that hand.

Wen Fengyuan carefully took out a small green round bead.

The cyan bead glowed with an ancient and mysterious halo under the dim candlelight.

At first glance, this cyan round bead looks like it was carefully cast from bronze.

"Green Spirit Pearl!"

Wen Fengyuan murmured softly, with a hint of complicated emotions in his voice.

Don’t be fooled by the ordinary appearance of this small bead. It is actually an extremely precious eight-patterned moon artifact.

This Qinglingzhu is the sincerity given to him by the Jiang family, one of the top three families.

The Jiang family, along with the Tang family, another one of the top three families, finally couldn't hold back and decided to take action against that person.

snort!
Wen Fengyuan sneered inwardly. Among the lower five families, two had already made clear their intention to join them.

The three transcendent forces, although appearing calm on the surface, were secretly colluding with several of the eight major families to prepare for the emergence of the Lingxu land in half a year.

Various forces are secretly preparing to make a move, and a storm surrounding the Lingxu area and the Empress in the Imperial Palace is being quietly planned.

More than half of the eight major families, plus three transcendent forces.

The gathering of such powerful forces made Wen Fengyuan feel at ease and gave him the courage to commit such a heinous act.

Taking action against Princess Xingyue is the Wen family's way of expressing their loyalty to those forces.

This is also the reason why Wen Fengyuan condoned Wen Mochen's actions.

After all, once Princess Xingyue was harmed, the Wen family would have no way out and could only go down this road of no return.

Although half a year later, the Tang family and the Jiang family promised to give him the Ten-Patterned Sun Artifact.

But Wen Fengyuan himself was unsure whether they would keep their promise.

But Wen Fengyuan really had no other choice. If he didn't want to die, he could only place his hopes on these eight families.

As for the royal family of Daxia, Wen Fengyuan didn't even dare to think about it.

I am just an old fellow who is dying and barely surviving.

Even as the Duke of Rong, he was not qualified to touch the Ten-Patterned Sun Artifact of the Great Xia Royal Family.

Wen Fengyuan collected his thoughts, slowly turned around, and looked outside the closed door.

His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate layers of obstacles and see what was happening outside.

"That little girl turned into a natural disaster-level weirdness and ruined my plan!"

Wen Fengyuan's face was full of regret and he cursed a few times under his breath.

Immediately, Wen Fengyuan let out a long sigh: "Alas! If my strength hadn't been damaged, how could a mere natural disaster-level anomaly cause such trouble in front of me?"

The "girl" that Wen Fengyuan mentioned was Princess Xingyue's playmate and maid since childhood.

No one had expected that she would be able to come back from the dead and transform into a terrifying disaster-level monster.

At the same time, she also possesses the strength that is comparable to that of a minor success in the Divine Mansion Realm.

What is particularly terrifying is that the dark power lingering around her is so terrifying that it is almost as powerful as the power of the soul.

Wen Fengyuan, the seriously injured Yuanshen Zhenren, was naturally unable to eliminate this natural disaster-level anomaly.

He could only reluctantly lead the Wen family to evacuate from the capital of Haoran Prefecture and settle in the capital of Mingxin Prefecture.

"Right now, we can only hope that those Xuanniao Guards won't be able to detect the true identity of that ghost thing."

Wen Fengyuan frowned, his heart full of worry, not knowing who he was about to face.

He did not choose to kill Princess Xingyue because he was afraid that the royal family of Daxia would be able to notice Princess Xingyue's abnormality.

"I don't know whether it was the extremely mysterious leader of the Xuanniao Guard who took action."

"It was Zhang Daofeng from Daoxu Temple who came here in person."

Thinking of these two people, Wen Fengyuan couldn't help but frown. In his heart, these two people were like two insurmountable mountains, and they were the existences he feared the most.

Ten miles outside the city of Haoran Prefecture, nearly a hundred tents were densely packed together.

Around these tents, there were shadowy figures, and countless figures were wandering back and forth.

If you look closely, you can find that there are thousands of people there.

These people were all wearing Xuanniao clothes, judging from the clothing level of the Xuanniao Guards.

Except for the only Heaven-level Xuanniao Guard that was nowhere to be seen, all other Xuanniao Guards of various levels gathered here.

Among the many tents, there is a tent in the center.

Mu Yun and five Xuanniao guards wearing earth-level Xuanniao uniforms sat quietly in the tent.

The six of them looked calm, yet faintly focused, as if they were holding their breath, waiting for the arrival of some important person.

At this moment, a clear and powerful sound suddenly exploded above the tent.

This voice seemed to carry some kind of mysterious power, penetrating straight into the ears of every Xuanniao Guard.

"Master Mu, follow me to the capital of Haoran Prefecture! The rest of you, wait here!"

Mu Yun, who was in the tent, immediately showed a look of surprise when he heard the familiar voice.

Then, his figure was as fast as lightning, quickly turning into a dazzling rainbow, and disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

Mu Yun naturally recognized it as Lu Xuan's voice.

(End of this chapter)