"There’s no need to take action, they won’t survive—" Master Huo Yi said, his gaze fixed on Zheng Nianru and Young Master Yin He beneath the distant monster.
At that mont, Master Huo Yi was suddenly struck by a strange feeling.
In the prophecy, the Nanzheng Imperial Clan was to disappear, to be replaced by a very young figure, who appeared to be only five or six years old and emanated an unusual energy that normal people did not possess. This indicated that this person was likely a fellow practitioner, from Qiandao Temple, or possibly from Ghoul Ravine itself. However, since five years had passed since the prophecy, the child should have grown into a youth about the sa age as Yin He, because there was no one left at Qiandao Temple of that age.
Master Huo Yi watched the youth, clearly aware that Nanzheng must not fall into the hands of Ghoul Ravine, as that would truly turn Nanzheng State into hell.
Zheng Nianru felt soone approaching, and as she turned her head, she saw Master Huo Yi, his eyes deep and giving her an unpleasant feeling, just as in her previous life.
Moreover, in her previous life, it was very possible that Qiandao Temple had dealt with Ghoul Ravine first, so there had not been the current situation.
Or perhaps, it was because she had unintentionally saved Yin He in the cave, which had allowed Ghoul Ravine to grow so powerful, leading to the current situation.
Regardless of which it was, Zheng Nianru was very aware that Zheng Haoyuan had also died, Nanzheng had experienced a rebellion, and Nann Yu had still returned to Nann to seize power in Nann State. So even though there were so slight differences, in the end, everything converged back to the sa outco as in her previous life.
Zheng Nianru realized that the arrival of Master Huo Yi and the others was not a good thing, especially since Yin He, whom she held, had once destroyed Qiandao Temple. Naturally, Qiandao Temple would not let Yin He go now.
Zong Yunqian saw Zheng Nianru imdiately, and even in disarray, the woman still possessed a beauty that stood out amid destruction, her dark eyes captivating.
"Nian Ru, co over here—" Zong Yunqian spoke first, not waiting for his master to speak, to prevent the master from thinking that Nian Ru was allied with Young Master Yin He; moreover, Nian Ru indeed had a complicated relationship with Young Master Yin He.
Zheng Nianru didn’t move, rely watching Master Huo Yi standing in front of her and the Disciples of Qiandao Temple alongside Master Yu Sheng and Zong Yunqian and others, five or six in total. Her gaze then surveyed the surrounding area as the disciples of Qiandao Temple checked on the injuries of those present.
Zheng Nianru didn’t speak, nor did she move, still holding Yin He as her bright skirt lay scattered around her,
quiet, obedient, and delicate like a doll.
"Empress, hand over the person in your arms to —" Master Huo Yi spoke, his voice devoid of excessive emotion, uninterested in anything outside the prophecy, as well as unmoved by Zheng Congyuan’s sches. So things are indeed real, and others are fakes, deceiving officials and all the citizens of Nanzheng State, yet they could not deceive him.
The reason he had cooperated with Zheng Congyuan in this staged play was to hasten the course of events and force the prophesized person to erge. This individual had to be dealt with.
Zheng Nianru still did not move, Xing Yu looked anxiously at Master Huo Yi, wanting to say sothing yet unsure of what to say. They intended to kill Yin He; that was certain, yet she did not wish for Yin He’s death.
"Master—" Just then, a disciple of Qiandao Temple shouted. Master Huo Yi diverted his gaze and directly took a person from that disciple’s arms—it was none other than Ju Nanyi.
Master Huo Yi turned around and walked over. The next mont, he imdiately acted, covering Ju Nanyi with blue smoke instantly.
Everyone watched their master nervously, only then realizing that even after such a long ti in the dungeon, he was still able to save people. The speed of his recovery...
Ju Nanyi’s head was dizzy and throbbing, surrounded by voices. Soone was crying out in tears, the fire was scorching hot, swords were striking down, and then he saw Zheng Nianru weeping heartbreakingly.
It was when Zheng Congyuan had died. Ti seed to have returned to that mont, and he vividly returned to that ti. Even the furnishings in the house and all the objects were clearly visible—sothing mory alone simply couldn’t achieve.
Zheng Nianru, in her tears, had once fainted. Ju Nanyi had contemplated doubting sothing but dismissed it the next mont. He had also found a very plausible reason for Zheng Nianru’s grief.
Because, until his death, Zheng Congyuan had never acknowledged Zheng Nianru’s identity as part of the Nanzheng Imperial Clan. Without Zheng Congyuan’s acknowledgnt, they were but usurpers in a battle for power, illegitimate and unjust. More profoundly, it was the resentnt Zheng Nianru had harbored over the years from being confined within the deep palace. He thought that Zheng Nianru blad all this on Zheng Congyuan.
"Lord Ju—" the next mont, Ju Nanyi woke up, and the chaotic, noisy voices also slowly faded away from his ears.
"Thank you, Mage—" Ju Nanyi instantly ca to his senses then. Nianru, was Nianru okay?
Ju Nanyi imdiately looked around and saw Nanny Yun sitting on the ground, still dazed. He imdiately breathed a sigh of relief, intuitively feeling relieved that Nanny Yun was alive, that she was all right.
"Lord Ju, the Empress still requires your persuasion," Master Huo Yi spoke, sowhat surprised by Ju Nanyi’s rapid recovery. For the first ti, he noticed that the man had a very special constitution. If he had discovered it earlier, perhaps he could have beco a disciple at Qiandao Temple. However, it was already too late; without the enlightennt and continual rigorous training from a young age, it was already too late.
Upon hearing this, Ju Nanyi imdiately looked in that direction, the next mont, ignoring the pain in his body, he limped towards her.
"Nian—Empress—" Ju Nanyi hadn’t arrived yet but already anxiously began to speak. Although he didn’t understand what was happening, seeing the monster’s skin hanging in mid-air with a large hole in the middle, and Zheng Nianru holding Yin He, Ju Nanyi vaguely guessed sothing.
At that mont, Ju Nanyi disregarded the discontent in his heart, knowing why she had saved Yin He.
"Empress, please co here first—" Ju Nanyi didn’t say anything else, because Yin He was in Zheng Nianru’s arms, and he wasn’t sure if the other party was really unconscious or just pretending. If he expressed his real thoughts at the mont, that Zheng Nianru had saved him only to save Zheng Congyuan, would the young man simply get angry and end Zheng Nianru’s life with a single blow?
Upon seeing Ju Nanyi, Zheng Nianru decisively shook her head, her confidence also grew a bit. She would not let anyone kill Yin He.
"Empress, there’s another way—" Ju Nanyi held back the urgency in his heart, "Please trust Master Huo Yi."
Zheng Nianru shook her head again. She didn’t believe it. Qiandao Temple was destroyed by Yin He, leaving only so many people. What could be done? Moreover, the people of Qiandao Temple wouldn’t survive, not now, nor soon. She rembered this.
So, she truly didn’t trust Qiandao Temple, not a bit.
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