The spiritual energy was restored, and he became a mortal immortal in two days.

The dust has settled.

On the bluestone steps in front of the Taoist temple, only two deep pits, a corpse, and a mess remain.

A morning breeze swept by, swirling a few fallen leaves in the air before finally settling on Su Yanhan's unseeing face, obscuring his eyes filled with resentment.

On the old locust tree, Ye Li and Lin Xiaoman exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of solemnity in each other's eyes.

The matter is over.

Yue Qingyi is dead.

Su Yanhan also died.

The Holy Maiden of the Lingyuan Sect was reduced to nothingness with a single palm strike. The True Disciple of the Lingyuan Sect had his brow struck by a single finger.

Chen Xuan stood there, his white robes still pristine, his expression still calm, as if the killing just now was nothing more than casually swatting two flies.

"Let's go."

"Ye Li said softly."

The two jumped down from the tree and landed in front of the Taoist temple.

Ye Li stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and clasped her hands in a salute: "Ye Li, Inspector of the Qingzhou Branch of Lingxiao, pays respects to the Empress."

Lin Xiaoman quickly put away the cola can and then knelt on one knee: "Lin Xiaoman, special envoy of Lingxiao Headquarters, pays respects to the Empress."

Wu Minghuang stood beside Chen Xuan, her crimson-gold dress fluttering gently in the morning breeze.

She glanced down at the two of them, her eyes calm and expressionless.

Get up.

She said it calmly.

"Thank you, Empress."

The two stood up.

Ye Li straightened up, her right hand still resting on the hilt of the sword at her waist.

The sword was entirely silver-white, with fine frost patterns engraved on its scabbard, which gleamed faintly in the morning light.

Moonflow Frost Sword is one of the inherited magical artifacts of Jade Purity Sword Ruins.

Wu Minghuang's gaze fell on the sword.

She looked at it for a moment, then suddenly spoke:

"Your master, Pei Hanchuan, hasn't emerged from seclusion yet?"

Ye Li was stunned for a moment, then her expression turned somewhat awkward.

"Your Majesty, Master... indeed has not yet emerged from seclusion."

She said in a low voice.

She has answered this question countless times.

After she went into seclusion, almost everyone who met her asked her this question.

When will you be released from quarantine?

When will Pei Hanchuan emerge from seclusion?

When will the Jade Purity Sword Ruins regain its former glory?

Ye Li didn't know.

She really doesn't know.

Before his seclusion, the master only said one sentence: "Once I have fully comprehended this sword technique, I will naturally emerge from seclusion."

But it took three years for him to realize this.

"It's been three years."

Wu Minghuang said slowly, her voice devoid of emotion, "In my past life, I didn't have the chance to fight him, which is a regret."

She paused, then continued:

"In this life, I hope to spar with him once before the restrictions of heaven and earth are lifted."

Ye Li lowered her head and remained silent.

What could she say?

Is it said that Master will soon emerge from seclusion?

She couldn't guarantee it.

Is it said that Master might go into seclusion for a long time?

She doesn't know either.

She could only remain silent.

Wu Minghuang didn't care and turned her gaze to Lin Xiaoman beside her.

Lin Xiaoman felt a little uneasy under the Empress's gaze and subconsciously shrank back, but still mustered her courage and asked, "Empress, you...you know me?"

She was actually quite curious when she asked that question.

"I know him." Wu Minghuang nodded, a complex light flashing in her eyes. "I know your past life."

Lin Xiaoman's eyes widened.

"My...my past life?"

Her voice trembled slightly, "Empress, do you know who I was in my past life?"

Her memories have always been unclear; only a part of her soul has awakened, and she has never known the details of her past life.

"Know."

Wu Minghuang looked at her and slowly said, "Your past life was Bei Mingxue."

Northern Darkness Snow.

Upon hearing these three words, Ye Li abruptly raised her head and looked at Lin Xiaoman, her eyes filled with shock.

Northern Snow!

That peerless genius who, in his previous life, single-handedly held off ten thousand demons in the Northern Territory for three days and three nights before finally dying from exhaustion!

Four hundred years into the Sword Dao Era, there was a legendary figure who, with his Nascent Soul Perfection cultivation, single-handedly dragged three Nascent Soul demons to their deaths!

That... the female war goddess hailed as the "Shield of the North"!

"Bei......Bei Mingxue?"

Lin Xiaoman muttered to herself, her mind blank.

She had heard of that name.

The archives at Lingxiao headquarters contain records about Bei Mingxue.

Very detailed, very tragic.

But... is that her?

Her past life?

"In your past life, you cultivated the 'Mysterious Ice True Technique' and were skilled in ice-based divine abilities."

Wu Minghuang continued, her voice tinged with regret, "You were only at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, yet you managed to drag down three Nascent Soul demons to their deaths."

"If you had been able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage back then, the outcome of that battle might have been different."

She paused, then continued:

"After your death in battle, the northern defenses collapsed, and ten thousand demons marched south, slaughtering three cities."

"Later, it was the reincarnation of a military genius who stabilized the defense line."

Lin Xiaoman listened blankly, completely bewildered.

Her past life... was that amazing?

Having reached the Nascent Soul stage, he dragged down three Nascent Soul demons to their deaths.

The Shield of the North?

"But...but now I..."

Lin Xiaoman lowered her head, looking at her hands, her voice tinged with confusion, "I can't even beat someone at the peak of Foundation Establishment now..."

"That's because your soul hasn't fully awakened yet."

Wu Minghuang said, "When Bei Mingxue died in battle, her soul was severely damaged."

"After reincarnation, your soul failed to awaken for a long time, which is why you have remained at the Foundation Establishment stage."

She looked at Lin Xiaoman, a serious glint in her eyes.

"But your physique is very special, the Profound Ice Sacred Body. Once your soul is fully awakened, once you reach the extreme of despair, your potential will be even more terrifying than in your previous life."

"Ultimate despair?" Lin Xiaoman asked, puzzled.

"That's right." Wu Minghuang nodded. "The more desperate and cold one is in the Xuanbing Sacred Body, the stronger one's power becomes."

"Bei Mingxue unleashed such terrifying power back then because she was prepared to die."

She paused, then added:

"Of course, I don't want you to come to that point."

Lin Xiaoman fell silent.

She didn't know what to say.

She never imagined that in her past life she was such a tragic figure.

I never imagined that my physique contained such terrifying power.

"The Empress..."

She opened her mouth, as if to say something.

But Wu Minghuang had already turned around and looked at Chen Xuan, her eyes revealing a shifty look: "Sir, are you just going to let your Daoist partner stand outside and talk to others like this?"

Chen Xuan quickly corrected him: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not your Daoist partner."

We cannot admit it.

Even if she guessed it, so what? As long as she doesn't admit it, there's nothing she can do.

Lin Xiaoman and Ye Li's eyes widened suddenly.

This...this...sir, you actually won't admit it?

hiss--

So it turns out the Empress only considered them as Daoist partners?

hiss--

Could there be some big gossip in this?

Only Lu Yao laughed, her eyes crinkling into crescents, a truly joyful smile.

I knew it! Senior brother, it's not that easy to find a Daoist partner.