Chapter 146 - Chapter 146: Chapter 146: I Refine the Red Lotus with My Blood (Two More Chapters)

Chapter 146: Chapter 146: I Refine the Red Lotus with My Blood (Two More Chapters)

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Shu Ying’er’s entire body was trembling, unable to comprehend how this man could be so formidable.

No matter how the descendants of the Hidden Immortal Sect attacked together, they couldn’t subdue him!

Especially the death of Yuan Zongfeng, which truly terrified her to the core.

“Mr… Mr. Xue…,” Shu Ying’er stammered tremblingly, wanting to say more.

Impatient, Xue An stretched out his hand and pressed it directly on top of her head.

His overpowering Divine Sense, like a force obliterating dried weeds, began to forcefully search through Shu Ying’er’s memories.

After a moment, the murderous intention rising from Xue An surged even more violently, almost becoming tangible.

“Good, very good! You actually had her sweep the floor? And bullied her for two whole years? Heh!” His tone was as cold as ancient ice.

Shu Ying’er felt an extreme headache and her fear of Xue An’s expression intensified.

The one he was looking for… was it actually that useless person?

At this moment, Xue An landed on the ground, and with a wave of his hand, all the bodies and bloodstains on the high platform burst into white flames.

In an instant, all the bodies were reduced to ashes.

Following that, Xue An lifted the secret technique that concealed his daughter.

“Daddy, what’s wrong?” Both daughters noticed something abnormal about Xue An at the same time.

Xue An smiled, but his smile was filled with sorrow and longing.

In a soft voice, he said, “Daddy is fine. Let’s go, daddy will take you to find mommy!”

“Are we going now?” Xue Xiang and Xue Lian asked excitedly.

Xue An nodded, “Yes, right now!”

With that said, Xue An held both his daughters in his arms.

He didn’t kill Shu Ying’er because he intended to take this woman to meet An Yan.

In front of An Yan, he would kill everyone who had bullied her!

Xue An held his two daughters with one hand and grasped Shu Ying’er with the other, then, with a forceful stomp, the ground beneath Fulong Mountain let out a mournful cry.

Xue An, like a beam of light, shot into the sky and vanished!

Shi Xueqing and Yu Ming watched, dumbfounded.

They did not understand what had gotten into Xue An!

Just then, tremendous cracking sounds came from beneath Fulong Mountain, and huge fissures spread, causing the mountain to shatter thunderously.

“Let’s go!” Yu Ming pulled Shi Xueqing, and both quickly left Fulong Mountain.

At that moment.

A white figure appeared in Lingnan City looking quite bedraggled.

It was none other than Jin Chengsuo, the foreign youth with the demon blade from H country.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, relieved that he had run fast enough.

Lucky for him, he had sensed something amiss early and made his escape.

Otherwise, he too would have perished there!

That man was simply too terrifying!

Jin Chengsuo let out a sigh of relief, calmed his mind, and then looked up towards the distant Rain God Temple, his lips curling into a smug smile.

“Quite an unexpected find, to discover such a little god, heh. If slain, the benefits to my future cultivation would be tremendous!”

As he mused, Jin Chengsuo slowly disappeared from the spot.

Moonwatching Pavilion.

Yue Wushuang felt an inexplicable unease today, as if something was about to happen.

After offering incense to the ancestral tablets, she was about to bow when the stick of incense unexpectedly broke.

She was startled.

What’s going on?

Then she noticed blood slowly seeping from the ancestral tablets as if someone was weeping.

These omens weighed heavily on Yue Wushuang. After exiting the temple,

“Master!”

The many disciples greeted her with deep respect.

Yue Wushuang nodded, “How many days has it been since your senior sister left?”

“Master, the senior sister has been gone for three days, and today should be the day of the Immortal Gate assembly!” they replied.

Yue Wushuang’s expression grew somber, and with a wave of her hand, she said, “I understand, you may go about your business.”

The disciples dispersed, and Yue Wushuang turned to return to the great hall, then noticed on the plaza a figure holding a broom, head bowed, sweeping the ground.

Yue Wushuang’s gaze lingered and then she shook her head.

This woman was whom she had picked up on her travels three years ago.

Because of her exceptional talent, Yue Wushuang valued her very highly at that time.

However, later she discovered that the woman seemed to have been sealed by something, unable to cultivate any cultivation technique.

Not only that, but the woman was like mute, never speaking a word.

Later on, Yue Wushuang gradually lost interest and simply stopped inquiring.

She also occasionally heard that some disciples bullied the woman, but didn’t take it seriously.

Yue Wushuang turned around to enter the grand hall.

There was a faint sound of wind and thunder coming from the sky.

Yue Wushuang was startled and couldn’t help but look up.

She saw a beam of light speeding towards them.

When it reached above the Moonwatching Pavilion, the light abruptly stopped.

Only then did Yue Wushuang realize that this light was actually a person!

She couldn’t help but be slightly astonished.

Who is this person? Why has he come to the Moonwatching Pavilion?

Of course, it was Xue An.

Following the direction from Shu Ying’er’s memories, he flew over a thousand miles directly to the Moonwatching Pavilion.

Standing midair, his expression was cold, his eyes seeming to burn with two flames.

Xue An was about to descend.

Hum.

A blue light screen flashed by, blocking Xue An.

The Mountain Protection Array.

At this moment, Yue Wushuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief; with the Mountain Protection Array, non-members of the Moonwatching Pavilion could not enter at all.

But her relief lasted only for a second.

“Break for me!”

No sooner had he spoken than Xue An stomped down.

The Mountain Protection Array was as fragile as an eggshell under Xue An’s foot and immediately shattered.

Xue An then landed directly on the ground and threw Shu Ying’er down.

Only then did Yue Wushuang realize that her senior disciple had been captured by this man.

“Who are you? Why do you trespass on our Immortal Gate?” Yue Wushuang’s face was solemn, for she sensed the unfathomably deep aura emanating from Xue An.

Xue An didn’t pay attention to her because his gaze had fallen on a woman not far away, who was lowering her head to sweep the floor.

Xue An’s eyes gradually softened, his expression a mix of sadness and joy.

Meanwhile, red snowflakes began to drift in the sky.

This was the heavens and the earth being moved by Xue An’s Heart Realm.

Xue An slowly approached her and, with a slight choke in his voice, called out, “Yan’er, I… I’m back!”

His voice was not loud, but the woman trembled all over, then slowly lifted her head, her beautiful cheeks full of confusion.

Xue An looked at her, tears uncontrollably falling down, then he reached out his hand and gently caressed her face.

“An Yan, it’s me! I’m back!”

Light flickered in An Yan’s vacant eyes, and her expression gradually became agitated.

“Xue… Xue An.”

Her voice was hoarse and rough, as though she hadn’t spoken in a long time.

But it was this faint call that made Xue An cry even harder; meanwhile, everything within a ten-foot radius froze.

Then it gradually crumbled, shattered, and eventually turned to dust, disappearing without a trace.

Xue An stepped forward and embraced An Yan tightly, his voice choked with sobs, “I’m here, don’t be afraid! I’m here! Nobody will dare to bully you again!”

Xue Xiang and Xue Nian were also in tears, mother and children connected by the heart; although they had never seen An Yan since they were born, at this moment, they felt that this woman was indeed their mother.

An Yan’s rigid body softened in Xue An’s arms, tears wetting his chest, and then she fell into a deep sleep.

Xue An knew she had been too tired over these four years!

Sleep then!

When you wake up, I’ll take you home!

Xue An kissed An Yan’s forehead.

Then he turned his head to look at the dumbfounded Yue Wushuang.

“You… all deserve to die!”

Saying this, Xue An’s eyes were filled with blood red.

“Gods and demons of The Multiverse, heed my command, with my blood, I refine the Red Lotus!”