The Peerless Heaven Sword Sect boasted nurous peaks that pierced the skies, where sword energy danced amidst auspicious rays of light, and ethereal clouds draped the summits in an otherworldly embrace.
On the summit of the highest peak stood a grand hall, where the sword energy was the most intense, Emitting an ancient and powerful aura.
It was unmistakably the Grand Sect Hall of the Peerless Heaven Sword Sect.
Within the confines of the hall, a peerless yet frosty beauty occupied the throne.
She exuded an aura of authority and coldness that seed to repel everything around her.
This regal figure was none other than Tang Jingxue.
Her deanor exuded an undeniable arrogance as she observed the two individuals standing before her.
While her expression was serious as if she were deeply contemplating a weighty matter.
The first individual was none other than Wu Lei, the esteed Sect Master of the Peerless Heaven Sword Sect.
However, at this mont, he stood deferentially behind a middle-aged woman shrouded in a black cloak, signifying the woman’s elevated status.
The middle-aged woman’s na was Fu Ting, and she served as Tang Jingxue’s guardian, tasked with ensuring her safety in the perilous world of cultivation.
Despite her current strength being at the Half-step Cave Mansion Unveiling Realm, Tang Jingxue knew that Fu Ting’s true power far exceeded this level.
As Fu Ting and Wu Lei beheld Tang Jingxue, who appeared like a frosty empress on her throne, they couldn’t help but feel surprised.
It was their first ti witnessing Tang Jingxue’s serious deanor, and Fu Ting’s eyes glead with recognition as she caught a glimpse of Tang Jingxue’s mother’s shadow in her.
In the past, Tang Jingxue seed to appear unapproachable and possessed a cold temperant, but Fu Ting understood that Tang Jingxue was different from her mother in many ways.
However, at this mont, Tang Jingxue’s deanor mirrored that of her formidable mother.
After recovering from their initial shock, Fu Ting began to ponder over what events Tang Jingxue might have experienced in the past month.
With a sense of curiosity and concern, she voiced her question to Tang Jingxue.
"Young miss, can you tell us the reason for your summons?"
In response, Tang Jingxue’s voice echoed in the hall as she uttered,
"During the annual sect competition, Xing Hao, the crown prince of the Imperial Star Dynasty, will be killed."
The revelation sent shockwaves through
Wu Tei.
His expression contorted with horror as he grappled with the implications of soone daring to provoke such a powerful force as the Imperial Star Dynasty and their sect.
Fu Ting, on the other hand, remained composed, her reaction muted as she harbored her thoughts about the matter.
She couldn’t help but feel a sense of calmness within, knowing that the nuisance who had been bothering Tang Jingxue would finally et his end.
Though outwardly calm, Tang Jingxue couldn’t deny the flurry of emotions churning within her, hesitant about her next actions.
After a mont of silence, she composed herself and spoke,
"Elder Fu, his na is Xiao Chen, an inner disciple of our sect and my Taoist companion. Xing Hao will be killed by Xiao Chen."
The sudden revelation left both Fu Ting and Wu Tei stunned, their minds struggling to process this unexpected turn of events.
Fu Ting, in particular, felt dumbfounded by the revelation, knowing firsthand the depth of Tang Jingxue’s resentnt towards n due to her Divine Charm Physique.
With doubtful eyes, she sought confirmation once more,
"Young miss, have you really found a Taoist companion?"
With a shy yet resolute expression, Tang Jingxue affird,
"Indeed, both of us have beco Taoist companions."
As the realization sunk in, a rosy blush spread across Tang Jingxue’s cheeks and the tips of her ears, a telltale sign of her embarrassnt and happiness in equal asure.
Witnessing Tang Jingxue’s shy deanor, both Wu Tei and Fu Ting were astonished.
The transformation in her deanor, from the stoic and composed young miss they were accustod to, to this shy and affectionate version, left them both spellbound.
Fu Ting, in particular, couldn’t help but notice the love shining brightly in Tang Jingxue’s eyes as she spoke.
It was a rare sight, one that she had only witnessed in the presence of the Palace Lord, and she couldn’t deny the authenticity of the emotions radiating from Tang Jingxue’s gaze.
Despite the unprecedented nature of the situation, Fu Ting accepted it without hesitation.
She knew that Tang Jingxue was not the type to be easily swayed or possessed by external influences.
Even if the entire lower realm were to crumble, Tang Jingxue would erge unscathed, protected by the myriad treasures and hidden cards left behind by her mother.
After coming to their senses and realizing that Tang Jingxue was asking them to eliminate Xing Hao instead of Xiao Chen to ensure his safety, Fu Ting spoke up confidently.
"Young miss, you don’t have to worry about Young Master Xiao’s safety."
" I shall eliminate Xing Hao and his party before he even gets a chance to et Young Master Xiao."
However, Wu Tei expressed his concern. "But Miss Fu, what if the Imperial Star Dynasty seeks revenge?"
Fu Ting’s response was laced with killing intent. "Hehe, a re lower realm force dares to seek revenge? If they wish for death, then I don’t mind granting their request."
Wu Tei felt a chill run down his spine at her words, deciding to keep his mouth shut to avoid offending Fu Ting and bringing disaster upon their sect.
Tang Jingxue intervened, with a proud smile,
"Elder Fu, you don’t have to kill Xing Hao. Just observe Xiao Chen and help him if his life is in danger."
Fu Ting was stunned by this suggestion, her eyes filled with doubt. Sensing her hesitation, Tang Jingxue continued, her tone resolute.
"Elder Ting, do you think I would choose just anyone as my companion?"
"Xiao Chen is the most mysterious person I have encountered since my mother.
"Not only did he increase his realm from Divine Awakening to Mysterious Platform in just a month,"
"his temperant and cultivation insights surpass even those of the upper realm arrogances."
"I trust in Xiao Chen’s capabilities and don’t wish to interfere with Xiao Chen’s plans."
Fu Ting was stunned by Tang Jingxue’s words, especially considering Xiao Chen’s cultivation speed, which seed absurd in a lower realm where spiritual energy was scarce.
In such a realm, only one or two people could reach the Dao Attainnt Realm in a thousand years. She imdiately responded.
"Young miss, as per your order, I shall only interfere if the situation deems fit."
After their discussion concluded, Tang Jingxue made her way to her peak, nad ’Glacier Crown Peak’.
To begin her cultivation, leaving the preparations in the hands of Wu Tei and Fu Ting.
When Tang Jingxue arrived at her residence, she suddenly froze in place as a ’forgotten’ mory resurfaced in her mind.
In a domain shrouded in ice and snow, she recalled a scene where she and her mother were surrounded by a garden of countless flowers.
Despite the icy surroundings, her young face bore an expression of warmth and comfort as she held her mother’s hand.
After a while, her mother looked at her and gently patted her head before turning her gaze to the sky.
With a soft voice, she uttered a sentence that seed to freeze the ti and space.
At that ti, unable to discern her mother’s expression, Tang Jingxue didn’t fully grasp the significance of her words.
After a mont of silence, Tang Jingxue opened her nostalgic eyes and gazed at the sky.
Her gaze seed to pierce through space as she spoke with an unknown smile,
"As you wished, Mother"
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