Chapter 1998: The Solution

the valley. Where did she get the face to think that her life would still be cared for by Ning'erIf the situation weren't so dire, her queen wouldn't allow her to make a move at this crucial juncture...After taking the biography from the bookshelf, Han Yun turned to Feng Ming and handed the book to him.

Not only that, but he also turned over this part of the biography recorded in it and showed it to Fengming.

When Feng Ming finished reading this part expressionlessly, the killing intent that was all over her body outside gradually dissipated.

Han Yun was observing Feng Ming's emotional changes, ensuring he had relaxed his guard against him. Only then did Han Yun let out a sigh of relief.

At this point, he turned and searched the room for a chair to sit down. He looked up at Feng Ming leisurely and said, "How about it Now does Lord Fenggu believe me"

Having said that, Han Yun didn't wait for Feng Ming's response before continuing his self-satisfied boasting, "You have to admit, our Qingyun Pavilion is still quite capable. After all, we're a sect with a history of over a hundred years. Being able to last this long means our strength isn't something to be underestimated."

"If it weren't for my father's poor judgment back then, we wouldn't have been betrayed and suffered such devastation for generations. We wouldn't have been hunted down for so many years and become the targets we are today."

"You may look down on me, Master Fenggu, but don't underestimate the Qingreng Pavilion. There are many good things in our Qingyun Pavilion."

As for what Han Yun had said, Feng Ming didn't take it to heart at all. He lifted his deep eyes from the book in his hand, simultaneously closing it and throwing it onto the table beside Han Yun without a word.

His cold eyes fixed on Han Yun, he asked in a deep voice, “How many people in the Qingyun Pavilion have read this biography”

Once he asked this, Han Yun knew what he was worried about. He couldn't help but smile, "Princess Feng, rest assured, this biography is not something that ordinary people can read. Throughout the entire Qingyun Pavilion, the only ones who can read this biography are the master of Qingyun Pavilion."

Since the current master of Qingyun Pavilion took over, he has not cultivated any successors.

That means that now, in the entire Qingyun Pavilion, only he, Han Yun, has read this biography.

Only after confirming that no one else had read the biography did Feng Ming's tightly strung face finally relax.

Just a moment later, he recalled what the young master of the Western Regions evil clan, Shuangshuang, had said before leaving. His brows furrowed once again at that time.

After a moment of silence, he stared at Han Yun slowly and said, “You guessed right. The reason why this seat and the Princess of Beijang are still alive is indeed due to that secret technique from Xili.”

"The secret art has been lost for centuries because only I inherited it. As I did not pass it on to anyone before my death, this secret was lost from the world."

"!!!" Before this, Han Yun had only guessed. This moment, confirmed by Feng Ming's mouth, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, just staring blankly at Feng Ming.

"Moments later, I found my voice. “So... so it's really as I guessed. Lord Phoenix Valley and the Northern Border Princess truly lived for a hundred years in that way”

Feng Ming shook her head. "It's not about living for hundreds of years in that way. That secret technique allows a person's soul to be sealed away. When the time is right, the sealing technique disappears, and the sealed soul will find the best host, thus getting the opportunity to be reborn."

He A Tang was reborn in this way.

>It was just that when he was performing this secret art, there was a slight accident, which caused his family's soul, A Tang, to float to another place.

Back then, he tried every method imaginable to summon back the soul of his beloved Ah Tang, but ultimately failed. He could only feed the glazed ball containing her soul with his own blood each day.

He had fed the glass orb with his own blood for over nine thousand days before he finally saw, on its surface, the whereabouts of his beloved Ah Tang's soul.

Through the crystal ball, he foresaw that his beloved Ah Tang would survive in another world and live a fairly comfortable life.

And that would be a very magical world, full of strange and wonderful things.

And his family's A Tang's soul would remain in that world's host until that world's host ended their life, only then could his family's A Tang's soul possibly return to the glass orb.

The glass orb will activate and self-destruct once Ah Tang's soul returns home.

After his self-destruction, his family's A Tang's soul will go to find the best host and be reborn.

If there had been no unforeseen circumstances during the spellcasting, he should have been able to bring his daughter A-Tang back to life within three years of using the secret art.

That year, during the use of secret arts, an accident occurred. Even he himself didn't know where his family member A Tang's soul had gone and when it would return to the glass orb.

So he could only also use the same way to seal his own soul.

He could only use his secret art to reincarnate himself over and over again, enduring the greatest backlash, just to wait for his beloved Ah Tang's return. The problem was he couldn't accurately calculate when she would come back.

Fortunately, after waiting for so long, he finally had his beloved Ah Tang in this lifetime.

And because he interfered with someone's normal reincarnation, this life he will not only suffer physical pain but also have a short lifespan.

He should be in hell by now.

But I also don't know what Ah Tang did at home that actually brought him back to life.

Only he knows about his intervention in An Xue Tang's soul, and the specific incantation used is likely unknown to anyone else in this world.

That's why he reacted so strongly when he heard about it.

Most secrets in this world have a way to be broken. Once broken, both he and his family's Atang will vanish into ashes, disappearing from this world that wasn't meant for them.

It doesn't matter if he disappears, after all, he is fearless of life and death.

But he did so much, all to keep his little Ah Tang alive, to make up for past regrets. So no matter the cost, he couldn't let anyone break this secret art, couldn't let anyone harm his little Ah Tang.

So, in his eyes, anyone who knows the truth must die. That's why he showed a strong murderous intent after Han Yun finished speaking.

Because he couldn't afford to lose, on the matter of Ah Tang, he didn't even dare to gamble. If Han Yun truly showed even a hint of vulnerability, letting him notice that he had ill intentions, then he would hesitate for nothing and strike him down without mercy.

Feng Ming briefly explained the secret art to Han Yun, and Han Yun was filled with emotion, shocked yet feeling like he had seen something incredible.

He never expected that there would actually be a soul-returning technique in this world.

Han Yun sat in his chair, lost in thought for a long while. When he finally came to himself, he suddenly said, "If what you say is true, then the secret art disappeared a hundred years ago, so where did the young master of the Western Regions' evil clan learn it from"

Feng Ming's eyes were deep, "The origin of that secret technique is indeed from the Western Regions. Before the Western Regions' evil race was eradicated, they were a notorious cult in the Western Regions. It is not surprising that their clan has records about such techniques. This deity is only concerned about how much they truly understand about this secret technique"

Han Yun narrowed her eyes, "Are you afraid they might have a way to break it"King of Beijang, "How does Your Highness plan to deal with the people of Bai Guang Gong"Mò Yún Jǐng only then turned around, his face expressionless, and there was no ripple in his eyes, "Kill without...