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Upon hearing this, Lan He was taken aback and asked, "Why? Don't the geniuses of our Immortal Dynasty always join the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace?"

Is there some hidden story behind this?

The ethereal spirit's face showed even greater helplessness, its eyes also containing a complex, indescribable emotion. It remained silent for a moment, as if gathering its thoughts, before slowly speaking:

"That's right. According to the original trajectory, or rather, according to the 'past' I once lived, I did participate in the Hundred Dynasties War with Sister Lan Ying and the others, and with my good performance, I finally joined the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace as I wished."

His gaze became somewhat distant, as if he were recalling a time that had already passed.

"After entering the palace, due to my decent talent and the advantage of some foresight, I seized the Devouring Ancestral Symbol left by the Black-Eyed Elder before entering the palace, and my cultivation path was quite smooth, far surpassing my peers."

Lan He nodded slightly.

He clearly remembered that in the original world, Lin Dong should have gained the approval of the Black-Eyed Elder in the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele, eventually obtained the Devouring Ancestral Symbol, and relied on the power of the Ancestral Stone and the Ancestral Symbol to gradually become the Martial Ancestor in the future.

"Later, perhaps because of my remarkable progress in cultivation, coupled with certain fortuitous encounters... Qingzhu began to see me in a different light."

The spirit's voice lowered, tinged with a bitter smile: "We spent every day together, and feelings developed over time."

Upon hearing this, Lan He's heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out, "Isn't this a good thing? Ling Qingzhu has unparalleled talent and stunning beauty. If only..."

"Good news?"

The spirit suddenly interrupted him, shaking its head: "Yes, at that time I also felt it was the greatest luck. Until... until I couldn't control myself and consummated our marriage."

Lan He's pupils contracted, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

The spirit continued in a hoarse voice, "Do you know that Ling Qingzhu cultivates the Supreme Induction Technique, a secret technique not passed down by the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace?"

Lan He nodded. As a transmigrator, he naturally knew that this technique, which could sense the embryo of a plane, was unique in the entire Tianxuan Continent.

"The Supreme Induction Technique is the supreme secret method for sensing the embryo of a plane. The 'Supreme Power' cultivated is essentially the original power of this plane, which is infinitely profound and unfathomably powerful."

The spirit's voice was full of regret as it continued, "However, the conditions for cultivating this technique are extremely demanding. Only those whose spirituality is not extinguished at birth, or... through some special dual cultivation method, can truly enter the field. In the current Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, only Ling Qingzhu has successfully cultivated it."

"And because of my union with her, I unintentionally... destroyed her pure and flawless Supreme Body, which also meant that I cut off her possibility of continuing to improve the Supreme Sensing Technique..."

Lan He gasped, immediately realizing the gravity of the situation. This was tantamount to destroying one of the greatest hopes that the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace had painstakingly nurtured.

"This matter... could not be kept secret in the end."

The spirit's voice became hollow: "The Palace Master of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace was furious upon discovering this and immediately tried to kill me with a single blow..."

"It was Qingzhu... who threatened to kill herself and begged me desperately before the Palace Master reluctantly spared my life."

A hint of helplessness appeared in the spirit's eyes: "But because of this, the Palace Master hated me even more. Furthermore... she later discovered my background and learned that I was Lan Zhan's son..."

He paused, his tone becoming even more complicated: "You may not know, but my father was once a disciple of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, and was even engaged to Elder Mo Yun. But later... he met my mother and ultimately chose to leave the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace to be with her. This matter caused a huge uproar back then, and my father was almost crippled and expelled from the palace in a sorry state."

"The Palace Master already harbored resentment towards her father for abandoning her after seducing her. Upon learning that I was actually his son and that he had destroyed Ling Qingzhu's Supreme Body, both old and new grudges piled up..."

The spirit sighed softly and said, "She immediately established a rule that the Lan family of the Immortal Dynasty, especially our lineage, shall never again enter the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace."

"As for me, all my cultivation was destroyed, my meridians were severed, and I became a cripple, and was thrown out of the palace."

"Later, on the way back to the Immortal Dynasty with Sister Lan Ying, we were ambushed by the Tianyuan Dynasty... That's when I perished."

After the spirit finished speaking, it couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Lan He listened quietly, then frowned and said, "Don't you know how much the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace values ​​the Supreme Induction Technique? This is a technique passed down by the Ancestor of Symbols, and the mission of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace is to preserve and pass on this technique. You have ruined this inheritance, and the fact that the Palace Master didn't kill you on the spot is already a sign of mercy..."

"Of course I know."

The spirit shrugged, its tone surprisingly devoid of regret, instead carrying a sense of resignation. "But given the circumstances, when emotions ran high, some things can't be protected by reason alone. Besides..."

He paused, lowering his voice slightly, carrying a subtle meaning that only men would understand: "Imagine a woman like Ling Qingzhu, usually as aloof as the moon in the heavens, unattainable, yet she falls deeply in love with you, taking the initiative... uh, being honest with you, and calling you with those clear yet hazy eyes..."

"Sigh, I'm just asking you, are you even a man? That kind of impact, that kind of temptation... if it were you, could you resist?"

Lan He's lips twitched slightly, and he was momentarily speechless.

Although he was calm and composed, he was still a hot-blooded young man. The image of that aloof and beautiful figure he had just caught a glimpse of flashed through his mind, and then he put it into the scene described by the spirit... It seemed... quite a test of willpower.

Seeing his expression, the spirit seemed to have found a kindred spirit, and its tone became even more confident: "Besides, I wasn't entirely without plans at the time. I thought, since things have come to this, perhaps... I could try to cultivate the Supreme Induction Technique myself!"

"If I could also master the power of the Supreme Being and demonstrate potential and value no less than Qingzhu's, coupled with our friendship, perhaps the Palace Master would consider our potential to cultivate the power of the Supreme Being and make an exception for us, or even be pleased to see it happen?"

He shrugged at the end, somewhat helplessly, and said, "Of course, later events proved that I was too naive. The Palace Master's anger far exceeded expectations, and my father's old grievances only made matters worse... However..."

He looked at Lan He, his gaze suddenly turning serious, even though his spirit was growing increasingly faint: "I'm telling you this not so you can judge whether my past actions were right or wrong. It's so you know that I walked this path, and the ending was tragic."

"Even if I didn't touch Ling Qingzhu, the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace harbors deep resentment towards our Lan family, especially towards my father and me. Those old women in the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace are all very vengeful. After I entered the palace, I was constantly subjected to all sorts of difficulties. If it weren't for my mastery of the Devouring Ancestral Symbol and Qingzhu's influence, I really wouldn't have been able to stay here."

"Therefore, joining the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace is not a good choice."

"You...don't repeat the same mistake."

As soon as the words were spoken, the spirit's figure had faded to almost transparent, as if it might disappear into nothingness at any moment.

Upon hearing this, Lan He nodded and said, "I understand. Do you have any last wishes?"

He understood the use of this cheat code the moment the will arrived: by fulfilling his past wishes, he could obtain his past possessions, and if he was lucky, he could even inherit the cultivation techniques of the spirit body.

Upon hearing this, Lan He's spirit from Taiqing Palace smiled nonchalantly and waved his hand, saying:

"Last wish? Sleeping with a woman like Ling Qingzhu is enough to make my life worthwhile. What last wish could I possibly have? It's just that I was a bit unlucky and fell into the hands of those bastards from the Tianyuan Dynasty, so I didn't get to enjoy myself for a few more years."

He paused, then his tone suddenly turned fierce, filled with a chilling hatred, "If you ever have the chance to encounter people from the Tianyuan Dynasty, especially those so-called 'prodigies,' don't hold back, kill them all! Avenge me!"

"besides……"

Lan He's voice deepened again, his spiritual light flickering, clearly on the verge of complete dissipation. He stared at Lan He before him, his eyes burning with a final, burning resentment and obsession, and said, word by word:

"You must become stronger! Stronger than anyone else! Strong enough to disregard all rules, strong enough that those arrogant old women of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace will one day have to beg you... to marry their Ling Qingzhu in a grand and glorious way!"

"Let them know what it means to be out of their league!"

These final words were almost a desperate roar, filled with endless frustration and ambition.

Before the words were finished, the already faint spiritual body could no longer be maintained. With a soft "pop," it completely turned into specks of firefly light and dissipated into the depths of Lanhe's consciousness.

Only the simple wooden urn remains, still floating quietly, as if engraving a life that was both a failure and a remarkable one.

Lan He stood still, his consciousness slowly returning to reality. A gentle breeze wafted through the hall, carrying the fragrance of grass and trees. The conversation he had just had with his future self was now deeply etched into his heart.

He exhaled softly, his eyes becoming deep and unfathomable.

"The Tianyuan Dynasty... the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace..."

"Keep getting stronger?"

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