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After walking behind the leader of the Sword Spirit Sect for about half an hour, she finally saw the head of the Sword Spirit Sect stop in front of a stone door. Before he entered, he had been caught off guard and looked behind him.

The grand master turned around a few times but didn't see anyone behind him. He finally calmed down. On the way back, he kept feeling that someone was following him. However, he didn't see anyone else after some probing.

However, just in case, he still chanted the chant and used his spiritual energy to create a barrier behind him. Then, he opened the stone door and entered.

When the Sect Master of the Sword Spirit Sect entered the stone door, it was only after it was closed did Jun Qiyan appear from his hiding place. She looked at the barrier and knew that if she touched it, the owner of the technique would know.

In order not to alert her, she naturally could not easily cross over. Fortunately, she already knew where she was, so she could only come back and scout the Sword Spirit Sect next time.

He'd only wanted to find dark scale gall, but who would've thought that the Sword Spirit Sect was hiding some kind of shameful secret.

After they left the Sword Spirit Sect along the same path they had come from, Jun Qianyan suddenly realized that the Occult Snake hadn't spoken for a long time, "Big Snake, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you say anything? "

The Octadic Snake had appeared in front of Jun Qiyan, its expression somewhat solemn.

Although Jun Qiyan found it very amusing that a snake could have such an expression, looking at the Baji Snake's expression, it didn't seem like it was a joke. She stopped joking around and asked it in a similar serious tone, "What's wrong? What did you find? "

"Master, the tunnel just now was filled with a powerful aura." The Octadic Snake's voice was extremely heavy. This oppressive aura made it feel familiar and uneasy. This kind of feeling was only felt when it was still a small snake. Many years had passed, but today, it felt it again.

"Pressure?" Jun Qiyan wore an expression of inexplicable wonder. Why didn't she feel it at all?

"Right, this feeling is something I haven't experienced for a long time. It seems to be the aura of a very, very powerful thing." Baji tried to describe his feelings to Jun Qiyan.

"Is that thing a beast?" Jun Qiyan's peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed as a thoughtful look appeared in them.

The Octadic Snake nodded, "The closer I get to the door, the more fear and submission I feel. In all of history, I, Baji, have never been afraid of anyone. To be able to make me feel like this, the things inside are definitely not simple."

Jun Qiyan frowned. "It seems that the Sword Spirit Sect really has quite a few secrets. We'll go explore that secret chamber another day."

On the second day, Jun Qiyan was the first to go to the palace. After all, when she was not here, Di Yaming had helped her take care of her grandfather and Mo Chen, as well as the graciousness of the medicine. Furthermore, as a member of the royal family, Di Yaming also had a good understanding of the Sword Spirit Sect.

Di Yeming met with Jun Qiyan in the Imperial Garden.

"I've heard that you've become one of the disciples of the Words Grandmaster. Congratulations to you." Di Yeming had a very sincere expression on his face.

However, only Jun Qianyan knew that the task given to her by the Words Grandmaster had yet to be completed. Seeing that the pot of water that the Words Grandmaster had yet to boil had already been brought up by Di Yaming, Jun Qianyan helplessly said, "The first reason I came to see you was to thank you for taking care of the Jun Family while I was not around. The second reason is because of Mo Chen."

"If you have anything I can help you with, feel free to mention it."

"I want to heal Mo Chen's wounds, but the ingredients needed are Dragon Sesame Thread, Vermillion Bird Root, and Black Scale Bile …" As Jun Qiyan reported the name of the drug, he observed Di Yeming's expression.

Hearing her mention dark scale courage, Di Yaming frowned, "I don't know, do you have any clues about these herbs?"

"I've heard some rumors about this Dragon-Sesame Thread. They say that it can be found in the Flying Fire Valley, and that it is unique to the Spiritual Arts Pavilion. As for this Blackscale Bile …"

"Do the Blackscale Bile have any clues?" Jun Qiyan pressed on step by step.

Di Yaming looked at Jun Qianyan with a somewhat conflicted expression. Jun Qianyan's eyes turned cold when she saw this. She said, "If you don't want to say it, then forget it. Jun Qianyan will take her leave."

"Hey, you …" Di Yaming grabbed Jun Qiyan's wrist as she was about to leave. "I'm not done yet, why are you in such a hurry …"

"Reporting to the crown prince, the portraits have been prepared." At this moment, a young eunuch suddenly entered the imperial garden with several scrolls of painting in his hands.

"Alright, you can put it on the table for now. I'll take a look later." Di Yaming waved his hand at that eunuch, signaling him to step down.

The eunuch glanced at Di Yaming, who was grabbing Jun Qiyan's wrist, and hurriedly lowered his head. He thought about the rumors circulating in the palace and felt frightened and uneasy that he had ruined the crown prince's plans.

Seeing the eunuch leave, Di Yaming explained to Jun Qianyan, "I've heard about this Blackscale Bile before. Seeing the eunuch leave, Di Yaming explained to Jun Qianyan," I've heard that this Blackscale Bile is the Sword Spirit Sect's treasure guarding the sect.

Only after hearing Di Yaming's explanation did Jun Qiyan's facial expression improve a bit. He then recalled Jun Mo Chen's words to remind him, "When he ascends to the throne in the future, the anger of a sovereign can sometimes be very terrifying."

"I was impulsive." Jun Qianyan said in a low voice.

It was the first time Di Yeming saw Jun Qiyan's expression. "It's good that you know it. You …"

Seeing that Di Yaming didn't seem to be angry, Jun Qiyan's gaze fell upon the scroll that the young eunuch had placed on the stone table. "What is this?" A picture of a beauty? "

"No, weren't you looking for the whereabouts of Jun Yanran and her son? I had someone draw their pictures, do you think they look similar?"

Di Yaming opened a scroll for Jun Qianyan to see. When she saw the face on it, she was stunned for a moment. Jun Yanran's face …

In her mind, she quickly recalled the portrait of the Great Elder she had seen in the shrine last night. No wonder that Great Elder looked so familiar. Wasn't he exactly similar to Jun Yanran?

Why did the two of them look so similar!

Jun Qiyan thought about how the Sword Spirit Sect had annihilated the Jun Family, but Jun Yanran and her son's whereabouts were unknown, and how the Sword Spirit Sect's Great Elder was so similar to Jun Yanran …

An extremely shocking thought suddenly appeared in her mind. Could it be that Jun Yanran's mother and the great elder of the Sword Spirit Sect …?

"Qiyan, what happened to you?" Di Yeming didn't understand the meaning behind Jun Qiyan's expression. "Could it be that those painters didn't draw the same thing?" "It seems like it's not bad …"

"What are you two doing?!"

An angry shout came from behind the two of them.