After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

He looked up and glanced slightly at the top of the clouds.

Those deep eyes seemed to pierce through the sky and see beyond the heavens.

"Interesting, very interesting..."

He chuckled softly, and his figure gradually disappeared, as if he had never existed.

……

at the same time.

over nine days.

The sea of ​​clouds surged, and the air was filled with ethereal mist.

A magnificent and enormous palace floated in the void, radiating dazzling golden light.

The palace was so large that it seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see.

Pavilions and towers, carved beams and painted rafters, cranes circling overhead, and a clear spring gurgling.

The spiritual energy almost solidified, turning into a light mist that permeated every corner of the palace.

This place is, in fact, a celestial abode.

Deep within the celestial abode, in an ancient and simple hall.

An elderly man with an air of otherworldly wisdom stood bowing in the hall, his face beaming with excitement as he reported upwards.

"City Lord!"

His voice trembled, filled with barely suppressed excitement:

"I just sensed a trace of Miss's presence in the lower realm!"

"only……"

He paused, a troubled look on his face:

"It's just that the leak was too short-lived, so we can only get a general sense of it in the southern Xinjiang area."

"It will take time to pinpoint the exact location."

After he finished speaking, a brief silence fell over the hall.

Seated on the throne was a middle-aged cultivator who exuded an air of authority despite his lack of anger.

He wore a black brocade robe, his face was resolute, and his brows were full of the majesty of a superior.

He sat there quietly, like a majestic mountain, making people want to bow down and worship him.

Upon hearing this—

A surge of excitement unexpectedly appeared in those tiger-like eyes.

He sat up abruptly, gripping the armrests tightly with both hands until his knuckles turned white.

"Southern Xinjiang..."

He murmured, his voice trembling slightly:

"She was actually reincarnated in the southern borderlands..."

He had searched for that place countless times.

But each time, they returned empty-handed.

did not expect……

She was there!

"At all costs!"

The middle-aged cultivator suddenly looked up at the elder below, his voice firm:

"We must find her location!"

"Use all available resources, even if it means turning the entire southern border upside down, to find her!"

Upon hearing this, the elder immediately cupped his hands and bowed.

"Yes, Lord City Lord!"

He turned and quickly retreated.

Only the middle-aged cultivator remained in the main hall.

He slowly got up, walked to the window, and looked into the distance.

Outside the window, the sea of ​​clouds surged and cranes circled.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the endless sea of ​​clouds, reaching the lower realm and the figure he had been searching for for countless years.

"What happened back then...it was all Father's fault."

He murmured softly, his voice filled with reminiscence and regret:

"It's all my fault for insisting on your marriage to the Xuanyuan family without considering your feelings."

"This led to your...reincarnation."

He closed his eyes, and a single, glistening tear slid down the corner of his eye.

The dignified lord of the immortal city was now like an ordinary father, regretting his mistakes.

"In this life..."

He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with determination:

"Even if Father has to traverse the five realms and nine heavens, he will find you!"

"This time, you can be with whomever you want!"

"If anyone dares to object—"

He paused, and then his aura surged forth!

The aura was so tangible that it transformed into a pure white tiger phantom, hovering behind him!

The white tiger roared to the sky, looking down upon the world with overwhelming power!

"I will flatten it!"

……

at the same time.

Dragon Vein Mountain, Xiao Family.

This is the ancestral burial ground of the Xiao family, one of the major families in the Zhao state.

Surrounded by mountains, shrouded in mist.

On the mountain peaks, pavilions and towers are scattered in a well-organized manner.

At the foot of the mountain, there are vast fields of spiritual energy, babbling springs, and abundant spiritual energy.

The entire mountain range was shrouded in a massive protective array, radiating a faint spiritual light.

Meanwhile, in the Xiao family's council hall.

The atmosphere was so heavy it felt like water could freeze.

The hall was filled with elders of the Xiao family on both sides.

Their faces were grim, and they didn't dare to breathe.

Xiao Qingtian sat upright in the highest seat.

He had changed into a clean robe, but his face was still as pale as paper.

My chest aches faintly, and every breath aggravates the injury.

Xiao Sheng stood in the center of the hall, his face flushed, his eyes filled with resentment.

He stepped forward, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards Xiao Qingtian on the stage, his voice filled with resentment:

"Ancestor! I cannot swallow this insult!"

"Chu Qingyi, Xiao Xiyue, and Nangong Li, they were all originally my women!"

"But now... I don't know what kind of bewitching potion Lin Fengmian has given them, they're all..."

He paused, then gritted his teeth:

"Grandfather, you must stand up for your grandson!"

Looking at this good-for-nothing junior below the stage, Xiao Qingtian felt a surge of anger.

"Shut up!"

He slammed his hand on the armrest and shouted angrily.

This anger aggravated his injuries, causing him to cough violently.

"Cough cough cough..."

He clutched his chest, his face growing even paler.

Xiao Sheng was startled and quickly shut his mouth, not daring to say anything more.

Xiao Qingtian took a few deep breaths to suppress his surging blood and coldly swept his gaze over the crowd below the stage.

"I am seriously injured this time."

His voice was hoarse, tinged with weariness:

"That girl named Nangong Li must have a very powerful background."

"She...has a secret."

He paused, his gaze deep:

"That strength is something that someone her age shouldn't have."

"Even in all my years of life, I have never seen anything like it."

Upon hearing this, the elders below the stage exchanged bewildered glances, their hearts filled with shock.

Even the patriarch said he had never seen such power before...

What exactly is it?

Xiao Qingtian took a deep breath, his voice low and deep:

"Stay put for the time being!"

"Although the Supreme Elder of the Hehuan Sect is injured, even a camel that starves to death is bigger than a horse."

"Forcing the other party will not do our Xiao family any good."

His gaze swept over the crowd, carrying a warning:

"However, the other party is indeed injured, and it is an injury that is extremely difficult to recover from."

"We'll talk about it after I've fully recovered!"

"You'd better stay calm and collected for now!"

He slammed his hand on the armrest, his voice suddenly rising:

"Do you all understand the saying 'the nail that sticks out gets hammered down'?!"

"Don't cause me any trouble at this crucial time!"

He paused, his gaze falling on Xiao Sheng, his voice becoming even sterner:

"Especially you, Xiao Sheng!"

"You possess the Xuanming Physique, a talent that appears only once in a century, yet instead of thinking about how to cultivate properly, you spend all your time thinking about women!"

"Look at yourself now! What level of cultivation? What realm are you in?!"

"You'd better stay put for the rest of the time! You're not allowed to go anywhere!"

Xiao Sheng was so reprimanded that he didn't dare to breathe and could only nod repeatedly:

"Yes...yes, grandson understands..."

The elders below the stage were also reprimanded and kept their heads down, not daring to utter a sound.