Swish!
Xing’Er finally found that figure among the cultivators of the small sect in the Outer Domain.
Her heart began to race wildly.
An overwhelming terror swept over her.
Since the teleportation array in Ancient Jin was repaired, people of the Formless Race could co from the Northern Land again, subsequently searching everywhere for missing clansn. By a stroke of chance, she and her son were discovered, then brought back to the clan.
It is said that a thousand years ago, this ancient teleportation array was intact, and later destroyed for so reason, causing many from the Ancient Race to fail to retreat, and among the losses of the Formless Race was one of whom was naturally Tang Fan’s father.
It should be noted that the Ancient Race always has its bloodline passed down from generation to generation, their number never increasing, so even a single scattered clansman would receive significant attention.
Xing’Er, thus along with her son, was brought back to the Ancient Race, and then she, leveraging her son’s position, rose to beco the "Immortal Mother Xing" today, and broke through to the Middle Stage of the Crimson Palace with ample resources.
Her son, Tang Yi, was even more of a prodigy. His experiences in the Southern Land of Chu Kingdom not only did not suppress him but rather fostered his tenacity. Now he has already broken through to the peak of the Crimson Palace.
Tang Yi was different from his mother; his Nine Palace Blood was far stronger than his mother’s, making his cultivation extrely challenging. At this mont... he was at the final step before entering the Purple Mansion.
This step would be accompanied by elders of the clan since "how to break through the Purple Mansion" was a secret outside. Before reaching the Purple Mansion, without elders, one could not hope to know.
The elders of the Formless Race told her that entering the Purple Mansion was easy, but to stabilize that early stage realm would take at least decades. Although there might be those with terrifying talents who could speed up this process, such individuals were a millennium rarity.
For decades, Tang Yi was extrely worried about being separated by life and death from his mother, so he hoped to take this opportunity of the Hidden Dragon Association to select so attendants.
Firstly, to solidify his own faction;
Secondly, although the Great Chu is far from Ancient Jin, after all, he traveled to the Formless Ancient Race through the ancient teleportation array, and now it counts as a return trip. Looking back on the path he ca, he might gain more insights;
Thirdly, to see if there were any cultivators whom his mother might find pleasing to accompany her in his stead.
Since entering the Ancient Race, he had spent very little ti accompanying his mother, and his mother had lost the companionship of his father after his birth, which was quite pitiable. Therefore, over the years, even though there were rumors outside about "Immortal Mother’s Dalliance," he only heard one ear and let it out the other. As long as his mother was happy, that was all that mattered. As for his father, he had never t his father, how could he care?
Of course, Tang Yi’s selection of attendants was not limited to Ancient Jin. In fact, he had already traveled around the vassal states of the Formless Ancient Race and had already gathered a few attendants. By this stop, it was already nearing the end.
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That night, deep in the night, in the back mountains of the Mo Sword Sect, in a secluded small grove...
The barely perceptible divine soul power made it nearly impossible for the grove to be detected.
Externally high and lofty Immortal Mother Xing appeared so timid as if she had beco the demoness facing the old ancestor again.
The arrogance brought on by "status and power" was instantly stripped away before the young man in front of her, leaving only awe.
"Master, back then, I suddenly felt the connection of the Blood Slave mark disappear without a trace.
I thought you had already gone into reincarnation, so I told Yi’Er about your matters.
However, Yi’Er had long since thought you were dead..."
"So, you have reached the Middle Stage of the Crimson Palace already?"
"Yes.
But in front of the Master, I am always the servant.
The Master can always call for my service..."
After saying the last sentence, Immortal Mother Xing quietly lifted her head, sneaking a glance at the young man before her.
The youth’s exterior was handso, yet within lay a mysteriously terrifying elder.
For a mont, her mind started calculating, thinking that if she could get along well with this old monster, and then have him help Yi’Er, it wouldn’t be bad.
In her youth, she was a demoness, and having experienced the ups and downs of life, she naturally had so calculations in her mind.
Yi’Er’s foundation was shallow, requiring stronger power support.
And this old monster’s current form might be seen as a tiger fallen to flatland, and since calling her over, he naturally needed the power in her hands and her support.
Thus, it might not be a disaster, but rather a mutually beneficial agreent.
Song Yan squinted his eyes at her, thinking to himself, ’The Blood Slave Ancient Talisman can control the life and death of others with a thought, but what if the person doesn’t care about death at all, then what?
After a hundred years, who knows what kind of person this demoness nad Xing’Er has grown into.
Forcing, after all, is not as good as voluntary.
Because if this Xing’Er resolves not to live and only seeks death, threatening at the sa ti, that would be troubleso.’
Song Yan was never one to back "allies" into a corner, and he wasn’t a pretentious person.
Seeing the current Immortal Mother Xing sneak a look at him, he thoughtfully waved his hand.
Immortal Mother Xing was startled, her beautiful eyes starting to blur.
Song Yan smiled and praised, "You have progressed quite a bit."
Immortal Mother Xing completely understood what the youth was referring to, shyly saying, "It’s all thanks to the Master’s blessings..."
Song Yan said, "Tang Fan was not killed by . Back then, I was overwheld myself, couldn’t protect even if I wanted to."
Immortal Mother Xing’s impression of Tang Fan had always been faint, and after a hundred years, she had pretty much forgotten. She nodded at this mont and said, "I know, Master."
Song Yan further stated, "You listen to obediently, and I will naturally protect Tang Yi."
This statent precisely hit the heart of Immortal Mother Xing. Hearing this, the young woman was overjoyed. She suddenly looked up, her shy and blurred eyes revealing uncontrollable happiness and bold initiative.
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