After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

How did you know?

Wen Qingning was slightly shocked.

"The emotions of the heart."

Wen Yu's eyes were misty with tears as she gently pointed to her chest.

Jiang Qianqiu was too calm, which is unlike her usual self.

Given Jiang Qianqiu's mad personality, how could she have easily returned here if she hadn't found Shen Shuchou?

Moreover, Wen Yuning did not sense even a trace of sadness from Jiang Qianqiu.

They both deeply loved the same person, and Wen Yuning was very sensitive to this emotion.

From that moment on, Wen Yuning knew that Jiang Qianqiu was just deceiving her.

She felt sad that Jiang Qianqiu had lied to her, but she was also happy that Shen Shuchou was still alive.

Wen Yuning gently pushed open the door and walked lightly to the lakeside.

Under the sunlight, the waters of Yuxian Lake shimmered with sparkling light, like countless tiny diamonds.

Wen Yuning stood quietly at the edge, her gaze fixed on the lake.

Her delicate face was reflected in the lake, like a beautiful painting.

A faint trace of sorrow was revealed in those beautiful, bright eyes, a secret hidden deep in her heart.

A gentle breeze caressed her hair, bringing a touch of coolness, but it could not soothe the ripples in her heart.

Wen Yuning stood quietly, seemingly conversing with the lake, or perhaps communicating with the depths of her own heart.

The flowers and plants by the lake swayed gently, as if they could sense her mood.

Their presence adds a touch of life and gentleness to this scene.

A hint of pity flashed in Wen Qingning's eyes. At this moment, she seemed to have made up her mind. She stood beside her and said, "Give me time. I will take you to find him myself. Jiang Qianqiu may lie to you, but I won't."

Wen Yuning turned her head to look and saw that Wen Qingning had an extremely serious expression on her face.

Hearing this, Yuning felt a warmth in her heart, and a relieved smile appeared on her pretty face as she said, "No need."

Wen Qingning was slightly taken aback; she hadn't expected Wen Yuning to give this answer.

"Don't you want to see him? You've waited for him for a hundred years, are you planning to give up?"

Wen Qingning asked, quite puzzled.

She suddenly couldn't understand her younger sister anymore. She had been looking forward to Shen Shuchou for a full hundred years, but now she had rejected her.

Wen Yu gazed at the lake with eyes brimming with autumn water and said softly, "I have never thought of giving up, it's just that our fates haven't reached that point yet."

"Are you just going to wait like this? Is it worth it? If you don't go and find her, what will you use to compete with Jiang Qianqiu? This time, I'll help you."

Wen Qing asked in a daze.

As Wen Yuning's older sister, she usually doesn't care about her.

After all, she was the sect leader of the Huaxian Dao Sect, and she had many things to deal with, so she could only come to see Wen Yuning occasionally.

Although Jiang Qianqiu was already a Great Emperor, Wen Qingning felt a strong sense of injustice upon seeing Wen Yuning's appearance.

"I won't blame Jiang Qianqiu for lying to me. What's the point of talking about whether something is worth it or not in this world? His appearance is like the word 'love' deeply imprinted in my heart."

Hearing this, Ning smiled nonchalantly.

Upon hearing this, Wen Qingning fell silent and did not reply for a long time.

"A hundred years pass in a flash, and a thousand years is but a moment. Besides, he has been in my heart for so long, and it is still as if we just met. I think it's good."

Wen Yuning continued.

After saying that, Wen Yuning said no more, gently took out a flute from her bosom, put it to her lips and gently played it.

Whenever her heart is stirred, Wen Yuning likes to express it through the sound of her flute.

In an instant, a melodious flute note, like a wisp of smoke, slowly lingered in the air.

The flute music contained a deep longing, as if it were a heartfelt call.

Wen Yuning stood quietly by the lake, her eyes clear and captivating.

At this moment, tears welled up in those eyes.

As the flute music flowed, her innermost emotions were stirred, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

The flute's melody was plaintive and sorrowful, seemingly conveying endless longing to someone far away.

The melody was melodious and moving, like the song of a nightingale, as if even heaven and earth were captivated by it.

On the tranquil lakeside, only the sound of flutes and tears intertwined, creating a scene full of poetry and emotion.

Her longing was as deep as a lake, and the sound of the flute seemed to be the outpouring of her soul.

She leisurely strolled along the shores of Jade Fairy Lake, telling the story in her heart.

Looking back over the past century, the world has undergone tremendous changes and the winds of change have shifted dramatically.

With a sigh, I realize that the old friends are gone.

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After leaving Huaxian Dao Sect, Jiang Qianqiu headed straight in one direction.

Mysterious Domain, Crimson Nether Cliff.

In an instant! The weather changed, and a terrifying dark cloud swept in from all directions.

Suddenly, a light shone from the damp and dimly lit bottom of the cliff—it was a pair of huge brown pupils.

Di Jing suddenly stood up from the ground, his hair standing on end as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

He caught a whiff of something familiar yet chilling, and a dark figure flashed into his mind.

"What is it, Your Majesty?"

Under the light of his pupils, a beautiful woman with disheveled clothes appeared beside Di Jing.

Di Jing remained silent, looking out with a tense expression.

The beautiful woman standing to the side seemed quite puzzled. It was the first time she had ever seen such an expression on the omnipotent king, as if something outside had appeared that terrified him.

next moment!

A terrifying aura suddenly pressed down.

"Awoo!"

Under the influence of this aura, Di Jing collapsed to the ground, limp and weak.

The beautiful woman was dumbfounded, confused but greatly shocked.

The dignified demon lord of the Mahayana realm was now speaking in a voice that sounded like a docile cat.

But then, the beautiful woman also sensed the terror of this aura, and her whole body trembled violently.

Before she could make any move, a cold and aloof girl dressed in a black robe appeared in front of the cave entrance.

"Your Excellency..."

The moment Di Jing saw Jiang Qianqiu's figure again, his heart trembled violently, and that trace of doubt vanished instantly.

His tone was respectful, yet trembled slightly.

"Come with me."

Jiang Qianqiu's cold voice rang in Di Jing's ears.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Qianqiu's figure vanished instantly.

With Jiang Qianqiu's departure, the oppressive pressure, as if from the heavens, instantly lessened considerably.

"call!"

Di Jing let out a long breath, easing his tense mood.

"Your Majesty...who is she?"

The beautiful woman looked frightened and asked cautiously.

Just now, the aura emanating from Jiang Qianqiu was like a surging sea, pressing down like an overwhelming tide.

The aura was so terrifying, like an invisible force, that she couldn't even look up to see the other person's face.

Faced with this powerful aura, she felt as small as an ant, like a lone boat tossed about by a storm, about to be swallowed up at any moment.

My body trembled involuntarily, my heart filled with awe and fear.

"I am leaving."

Di Jing did not reveal Jiang Qianqiu's identity.

Even Di Jing himself did not expect that after a hundred years, he would be able to see Jiang Qianqiu again.

The great battle a century ago, and Jiang Qianqiu's ascension to the throne, left an unforgettable mark on Di Jing's heart.

Now that Jiang Qianqiu has returned and specifically requested that he follow him, how could Di Jing refuse?

Not to mention that the other party is a powerful emperor who could crush him with a single finger.

Moreover, Jiang Qianqiu's mark remains in his soul.

"Your Majesty, can we not leave?"

Upon hearing his words, the beautiful woman's eyes immediately revealed a sorrowful reluctance to part.

"No, I have to go with her, or we'll both die."

Di Jing shook his head.

"Then who exactly is she? Even if we can't defeat her together, we can send a message to Father. There are so many experts in the clan, are we afraid of just one person?"

The beautiful woman immediately replied.

Upon hearing this, Di Jing immediately bristled and glared at her.

"I advise you not to do this. Even if it were the entire powerful force of the Demon Realm, let alone your Tiger Clan, it wouldn't be enough for her to kill them all by herself."

Di Jing quickly tried to dissuade her, fearing that this silly, naive woman might do something foolish.

"So who exactly is she? You should at least tell me."

Upon hearing Di Jing's words, the beautiful woman immediately became anxious.

"Because she is the only Great Emperor in this world, a supreme being who controls life and death."

Emperor Jingdao.

Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman's face showed utter shock.

This short sentence kept echoing in her heart.