Chapter 39

“Pfft…” Lin En spat out a mouthful of water.

‘Oh my God, what’s on Wang Ling’s mind? No wonder the Saintess is different today.

Is she even normal?’

“Alright, I understand now. Everything you said is right. Is Yan’er blessing to have a subordinate like you. You should focus on your cultivation as well”

After saying that, Lin En took out a Foundation Establishment pill from his storage bag and flicked it at Wang Ling. “Seeing that you also have the hope of reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, I hope you will practice harder and achieve something.”

When Wang Ling received the pill, she was so happy that she almost went crazy.

The Foundation Establishment pill. This was one of the most precious things in any sect.

Most importantly, the pill was normally for the sect’s true disciples who had really good potential.

For example, Li Yue’er had already entered the sect for more than ten years, but her cultivation had already reached the advanced stage of the Qi Refinement stage, which meant that she was indeed a prodigy.

Therefore, true disciples depended more on their aptitude, rather than the level of the stages.

Besides, in the sect, there were some senior disciples whose stages had already reached the Golden Core stage, but they had all cultivated for 500 years, so there was no chance for them to advance anymore.

Therefore, these people could only be teachers or inner sect disciples.

A Foundation Establishment pill could change the fate of a disciple.

“Thank you, Grandmaster. Thank you, Grandmaster.”

Wang Ling repeatedly thanked Lin En before leaving the Saintess’ cave.

She happily came to the front of the great array of the gate.

She took out the Foundation Establishment pill and hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she did not eat it herself. “I’ve cultivated for three hundred years, but I still haven’t broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage. If I still can’t break through after eating this pill, then I will face the crisis of life, old age, illness, and death.

“Then why don’t I give this opportunity to my child, Tian’er…”

…

The entire Dali Empire was jubilant because there was a joyous event happening there.

“Did you know? Today is the wedding day of the Prince of Zhennan, Duan Zhengchun’s daughter.”

“How can that be? I remember there’s only one prince in Dali? Why would there be a princess?”

The person who spoke lowered his voice and said, “I heard that she’s the daughter of Prince Zhennan’s lover from many years ago. They just met recently.”

“Ah…”

His friend screamed and was immediately covered with a hand.

Many people were discussing in low voices.

Duan Zhengchun was a little awkward, and Duan Yu looked at Mu Wanqing’s boudoir with a complicated expression.

He could not help but sigh in his heart. ‘Wan’er, we’re not fated anymore in this life. I don’t know whether that Grandmaster of the Demonic Wind Sect is ugly, handsome, fat, thin, good, or bad.

‘How can father do this?’

Duan Yu could not understand Duan Zhengchun’s actions. Therefore, he could not help but think of a plan of helping Mu Wanqing escape from this place.

“Geez, I need to pee,” Duan Yu suddenly said.

Duan Zhengchun frowned and said, “Hurry up.”

Then, Duan Yu used his Swift Wave Micro Step, turning left and right as he passed through the crowd. Most of the people thought that it was a strange wind.

Finally, Duan Yu reached Mu Wanqing’s room. He leaned against the window and whispered, “Sister Wan, Sister Wan…”

He called out twice, but no one answered him. He could only hear someone crying inside.

Duan Yu felt a pain in his heart, and he immediately entered the room.

With her quick and strange steps, no one could notice him.

After he entered Mu Wanqing’s room, he saw Mu Wanqing, who was covered with a veil, weeping.

“Sister Wan…” He called out in a low voice.

Upon hearing Duan Yu’s voice, Mu Wanqing immediately stopped crying.

Duan Yu came in front of Mu Wanqing and muttered, “Useless Demonic Wind Sect… I think father must have lost his mind. How could he make such a decision?”

After saying that, he removed Mu Wanqing’s veil. When he removed the veil, he was instantly dumbfounded.

“Ah… You…”

“Shh …”

Under the veil was actually a servant girl. However, Duan Yu was very familiar with this servant girl. She was Duan Yu’s servant girl, Xiao Li.

“Young Master, don’t make a ruckus. the princess ran away earlier. The prince is counting on me.”

“Ah, so that’s how it is.”

Duan Yu was delighted. It turned out that his father was not a heartless person.

However, at the same time, he felt a little reluctant to part with Xiao Li.

“Xiao Li, should I save you?”

“You mustn’t, Young Master. This marriage is very important. A single mistake could result in your head falling to the ground. I was crying just now because I knew that I could no longer serve you anymore.”

“Wan’er, it’s time.” Duan Zhengchun’s voice came from outside.

Duan Yu was shocked and immediately jumped out of the window.

…

A few days ago, Mu Wanqing found out that Duan Yu was actually her elder brother and found it hard to accept the fact that they were blood-related.

Moreover, the most difficult thing for her to accept was that her newly acknowledged father actually wanted to marry her to the Grandmaster of the Demonic Wind Sect

She did not have any father-daughter relationship with Duan Zhengchun at all, so how could she agree to it.

However, when she arrived at the entrance of the Imperial Palace, she wanted to summon Duan Yu to say her final goodbye.

However, she realized an official had left the Imperial Palace. The official was riding a horse, and it seemed like he was in a rush.

Mu Wanqing was curious and followed him. She followed him for three days and three nights.

After arriving at a pitch-black forest, Mu Wanqing lost track of him.

At this moment, she was thirsty and tired. She had long lost her direction.

Fortunately, she was not an ordinary person. She had good stamina and would pick some wild fruits from the trees to satisfy her hunger.

“What the hell is this place?”

For a moment, she felt a little regretful.

“Swish…”

Suddenly, weird sounds were coming from the area in front of her.

This sound caused her scalp to go numb. She slowly took a step back, but after taking only three steps back, a silver light suddenly appeared in front of her.

Mu Wanqing instinctively used her sleeve arrow to defend herself.

The arrows turned into three black lights in the dark night and hit the target.

“Ding! Ding! Ding!”

The arrow actually rubbed against the skin of the creature, creating sparks. With the help of sparks, she could see what was in front of her.

“How could it be…”

Her soul was almost scared away when she saw the thing in front of her. The monster in the dark night was actually a big white snake. Its head was about three to four meters tall.

She had never seen such a monster before. For a moment, she had a hard time breathing. “Help…”

…..

Netherworld Hall, Demonic Wind Sect main training hall.

A group of young disciples had gathered here.

Most of them were mortals who had just entered the sect. There were also some disciples who had missed the previous trial.

However, the mortals here were the best among the mortals.

These people either displayed natural godly strength in the mortal world or they had unrivaled strength, unbeatable speed, and maybe extraordinary adaptability.

Moreover, although they were new disciples that just entered the sect, many of them came from noble backgrounds.

There were ministers’ sons, princes, and princesses amongst them.

Although they were in an unfamiliar environment, they were still very arrogant. They had very cocky expressions on their faces.

At the same time, they were extremely excited. This was because, among them, there were some disciples of the Demonic Wind Sect who had missed the previous trial. Thus, they were there to undergo the trial again.

This trial to enter the sect was something that they had to participate in. If they did not participate three times, it would be considered as giving up, and they would be killed.

Yes. They would be killed, and not returned to the mortal world.

Therefore, these disciples who had missed the trial previously were all much more nervous because they had seen people flying in the sky and Elders with boundless powers.

No matter what kind of princess or prince they were, no matter if they were Gods living among mortal men, they had to keep a low profile here.