Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Was it wrong for him to take revenge for those people?

They would not have killed Nan Changfeng if the Ninth Emperor had not provoked them first!

Feng Ruqing looked at Mu Yi coldly.

‘This man is crazy. There's no use talking to this kind of person.'

Nan Xian held Feng Ruqing's hand tightly; a light flashed in his eyes. “Qing'er, do you trust me?”

Feng Ruqing was slightly stunned and nodded.

“I trust you.”

“Good. Listen to me. You must keep walking forward and do not look back. There's something left by the Ninth Emperor back then at the end of this palace. I have recalled everything.”

‘The Ninth Emperor left something?'

Mu Yi looked at Nan Xian doubtfully.

He had stayed here for a long time. How come he had not found anything else in the palace?

A light flashed behind Mu Yi's eyes as he rushed forward.

He only said, “I'll come back later! You won't be able to escape anyway. Hahaha!”

He laughed arrogantly for a long time.

Feng Ruqing did not move as she quietly watched Mu Yi's leaving figure.

Qing Han was a little anxious. “Mother, he will s.n.a.t.c.h the thing Father mentioned just now. We must hurry up!”

Feng Ruqing raised her eyebrows and sneered. “If the Ninth Emperor had really left something behind, Nan Xian would not have mentioned it in front of him. He just wants to lure Mu Yi away for the time being.”

Nan Xian smiled.

As usual, he did not need to say anything more because Qing'er would always understand what he had in mind.

“Qing'er, there is indeed something inside the palace that the Ninth Emperor had left behind.

“But not in the place I mentioned just now; it is at the entrance of the palace…”

‘The entrance?'

Feng Ruqing was a little surprised.

“Go back and open the painting on the wall.”

As soon as he said that, a fierce breath came from up ahead.

Nan Xian's face changed dramatically. “Go quickly! I'll block him!”

Mu Yi was so fast because he was so familiar with the ins and outs of the palace.

Feng Ruqing's heart sank as she looked at Nan Xian with some worry.

However, she understood there was another important thing she needed to do.

Therefore, she turned back without saying anything and ran wildly in the direction she came from.

In a flash, Mu Yi was already in front of Nan Xian. His eyes were red with anger, and his voice was cold. “Nan Changfeng, you dare to lie to me?! Did you deceive me just to let the Ninth Emperor escape?”

Nan Xian raised the long sword in his hand. “I won't let anyone hurt her.”

“Hehe…” Mu Yi sneered. “She can't escape from Spirit Beast Mountain. After I settle you, I'll go find her again!”

‘None of them can escape!'

Feng Ruqing did not turn around, at all; she ran as fast as she could to the entrance.

This place was a lobby.

There were many spirit beasts painted on the walls of the entrance.

These spirit beasts seemed as if they would jump out from the paintings; they looked so real.

“Nan Xian said that these paintings on the walls could be opened.”

Feng Ruqing frowned and walked to the wall.

Little Sword buzzed and let out a chirping sound, seemingly responding to something.

Feng Ruqing rubbed the paintings on the wall gently as she quietly sensed the aura on it.

When her finger touched a dragon, a light suddenly flashed from the dragon scales and cut her finger.