Volume One, Chapter 15: She Is Not a Failure!

Suddenly.

A swift and fierce burst of spiritual energy struck the Imperial Advisor like lightning, accompanied by a sharp crack as his mask shattered into pieces, revealing his true face.

The Imperial Advisor of Fengyu Kingdom had always been shrouded in mystery; it was said that even the Emperor had never seen his true visage.

Before he could react, Zhaoyan placed her hand near her mouth, lips curling into a slight smile.

“Seal of Light, transform all things, purify the evil spirits, break!”

In an instant, the Blood Soul Formation shattered, even the veil dissipated into nothingness. Everyone’s eyes widened as they witnessed Zhaoyan’s body slowly descend, while Yun Zhaojun, who had been unconscious all along, opened her eyes at this moment.

This scene stunned all present.

Watching the Blood Soul Formation effortlessly broken by her, the Imperial Advisor’s face was filled with shock, but more than that, disbelief.

How could it be broken? She was also a formation master! She hadn’t taken the Soul Devouring Pill!

The Imperial Advisor closed his eyes briefly—what a failure. After scheming for a century, to fail at such a critical moment was truly damnable. All deserved to perish.

A murderous gleam flashed through his sinister eyes. No matter. There would still be a chance.

A flicker of surprise crossed Dugu Jingyun’s eyes; this was truly unexpected.

Madam Feng’s heart leapt with joy. This girl truly hid her talents well. Feng Jingmo and Feng Zhiyue exchanged glances, both seeing shock mirrored in each other’s eyes.

Bai Li Xingchen, seeing Yun Zhaojun awake, was overjoyed and was about to step forward but was held back by Ye Lingxiao: “Disciple, do not interfere in this matter yet.”

Bai Li Xingchen hesitated, then quickly understood his master’s meaning.

“Jun’er.”

“Elder sister.”

Madam Yun immediately came to Yun Zhaojun’s side, eyes filled with astonishment and joy, unable to believe her sight: “Jun’er, are you really alright?”

“Is there anywhere else that hurts?”

Yun Zhaojun’s gaze was complicated as she looked at her mother. She never imagined her mother could be so cruel. The fact that she had a twin sister had been hidden from her for eighteen years, and now her mother wanted to use her sister’s blood to save her life.

“Sister, say something,” Yun Chujian grew anxious as Yun Zhaojun remained silent. “Yun Zhaoyan, what have you done to my sister?”

“Silence!” Yun Zhaojun shouted with disappointment at her once-beloved younger brother.

Yun Chu froze in place. In his memories, his sister was always gentle; even if he made mistakes, she would softly guide him. This was the first time she had ever yelled at him so loudly.

Yun Zhaojun stepped back several paces, shaking her head in disbelief. The look in her eyes toward the Yun family was filled with disappointment, incredulity, and even fear.

She glanced around at those present, her gaze resting on the figure clad in white, pain stabbing her heart as if cut by a knife. A bitter, metallic taste rose in her throat, but she swallowed it down with great effort.

Yun Wuhen stood nearby, stunned. Upon seeing Yun Zhaojun awaken, his mind involuntarily recalled the words of the man from Snow Domain City, regret spreading through him.

院长 Jialan’s eyes shone brightly as she looked at Zhaoyan; the matter of accepting disciples had found its resolution.

“Heavens! Miss Yun the Second was never a waste.”

“Far from it—she even broke the Imperial Advisor’s formation just now.”

“I told you, sister is a genius; the twin can’t be far behind.”

“So what? She’s still a calamity star. Calamity stars shouldn’t be allowed to live.”

“Exactly.”

“Have you not noticed? The saint who was said to be poisoned now looks perfectly fine.”

“Indeed, her complexion doesn’t seem poisoned at all.”

“There’s definitely something suspicious here!”

Suddenly, the square was filled with murmurs and speculation. The Imperial Advisor trembled slightly, eyes begrudgingly fixed on Zhaoyan. After a century of plotting, to be undone at this crucial moment was unbearable.

A powerful force rushed rapidly toward Zhaoyan. Yun Zhaojun, startled, did not hesitate and dashed to her side.

At that moment, a suffocating pressure swept through the air, causing everyone’s hearts to sink. Such overwhelming dominance!

A ghostly figure appeared beside Zhaoyan and instantly pulled her away from her original spot.

With a thunderous boom, a magnificent force exploded in place, rippling outward in a circle. The crowd shuddered, cold sweat breaking out on their foreheads, unable to imagine the consequences of being struck by such power.

Several low-level servants were immediately flung back, coughing up fresh blood.

Yun Wuhen stiffened when he saw the man behind Zhaoyan—it was him, the man from Snow Domain City. He now believed even more in what the man had said before, but it was too late.

“Yan’er, are you hurt?”

Yun Zhaojun stepped forward, checking Zhaoyan from side to side.

“I’m fine.”

After confirming she was unharmed, her gaze grew complex as she turned to the Imperial Advisor.

At this moment, the Imperial Advisor’s eyes were fixed intently on the man behind Zhaoyan, oblivious to Yun Zhaojun’s look.

Mo Chenlan!

He was not dead! Not only alive but perfectly intact here. Countless questions flooded the Imperial Advisor’s mind. When he saw Zhaoyan’s look toward him, he instantly understood.

Hmph, so that’s how it is.

No wonder the seal he placed on Yun Zhaoyan was broken. After surviving a century in hiding, he still got discovered.

Everyone’s gaze fell upon the man behind Zhaoyan—the source of that tremendous pressure.

Curiosity filled their minds: who was this man?

“Ji Heng, long time no see!”

Mo Chenlan stepped forward, a slight smile playing on his lips.

“Mo Chenlan, you sure are lucky.”

“Not as lucky as you. I never expected you to fake your death and hide here in Fengyu Kingdom,” Mo Chenlan chuckled. “You all probably don’t know, but your revered Imperial Advisor is actually a sorcerer from Snow Domain City. A bunch of fools being played without realizing it.”

Everyone was shocked—Snow Domain City? This man was from the mysterious Snow Domain City.

And the Imperial Advisor was also from Snow Domain City, a sorcerer of that place—a practitioner of forbidden, dark arts, using taboo methods to achieve sinister ends.

Ji Heng showed no discomfort at being exposed, his eyes dismissive of everyone.

He only lamented that his perfectly crafted plan was ruined by Mo Chenlan. Damnable!

Murderous intent flared; without a word, the two clashed. Black and white figures blurred into streaks of light shooting into the sky. In an instant, winds roared and clouds surged; their shadows intertwined mid-air, too fast to distinguish friend from foe. The crowd could only hear the clash of weapons.

The aftershocks of their power jolted everyone, who hurriedly condensed spiritual energy to shield themselves.

So powerful!

Truly worthy of coming from the mysterious Snow Domain City.

“Yan’er, are you hurt?”

Madam Feng, with Feng Jingmo’s help, broke free from her restraints and hurried to Zhaoyan’s side.

“I’m fine. Didn’t I say my luck is great? I won’t die,” Zhaoyan smiled at Madam Feng.

“Good, good.”

Yun Wuhen and several elders stepped forward, puzzled: “Jun’er, are you really alright? What exactly happened?”

Yun Wuhen, Feng Shuangling, and the other elders were already aware of the poison afflicting Yun Zhaojun and knew the origin of the Bloodthirsty Curse. They understood that the curse had no cure; the only remedy was a life for a life.

Thus, after weighing the pros and cons, they chose to bring back Yun Zhaoyan to lift the Bloodthirsty Curse from Yun Zhaojun.