Chapter 778: The Path to the Heavens and the Gate of Darkness

If Lu Yunfeng were to retrieve a human soul and then commit some inhuman, utterly wicked act, what should we do?

Ye Qingran couldn't help but feel worried.

But then she thought, Lu Yunfeng is not just Lu Yunfeng; he's also her brother Yun Feng!

How could she not know what kind of person Yun Feng is?

He would never do such a thing!

"You all help him bring it back."

Ye Qingran nodded and said with a faint smile.

"Then, as I said, your mother will be fine."

Feng Xiaohuo smiled and said to Xiaohu Xiaocheng.

Xiaohu Xiaocheng finally relaxed and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome; after all we're family, it's only natural."

Xiao Chen: "......"

With Lu Yunfeng's matter resolved, Ye Qingran prepared to draw the sword again, but when she turned, Feng Xianyin had already given up.

"Are you not planning to draw it?"

Feng Xianyin shook her head, "What's the point of drawing it? Whether I can pull it out or not no longer matters to me."

Feng's blood had already been spent; even if she drew the Ruinous King's Sword, it could no longer grant her a wish.

Ye Qingran twitched the corner of her mouth, a sharp light flashing in her eyes, "How would I know unless I try pulling it out?"

Feng Xianyin waved her hand, showing no interest at all, "Whether I pull it or not, I've already decided to cut all ties with that stinky man!"

"Fine, I'll draw it myself."

Feng Xianyin didn't even feel like speaking any more.

Ye Qingran stood before the Ruinous King's Sword again, and the strange images from earlier flashed through her mind.

A foreign world, familiar yet with no memory of it.

A pure white space, the pull between bloodlines and the Ruinous King's Sword.

Everything, like one puzzle after another, lay before her, waiting for her to solve them one by one.

When Ye Qingran's hand once again grasped the hilt of the Ruinous King's Sword, two red threads emerged from her arm, winding like spirit snakes.

She was stunned.

Wasn't that the same sight she saw earlier in that pure white world?

So it was real.

As the two red threads touched the Ruinous King's Sword, the sword shivered, and a gust of fierce wind surged outward in all directions...

At the same time.

Beyond Xuan Miao, in some realm.

The temple.

The gods gathered.

"It's the ruinous power!"

Someone shouted.

A peerless, radiant figure appeared above the temple.

"Divine Emperor!"

The gods all bowed in welcome.

The handsome man's eyes darkened slightly; only he and his bloodline could awaken the ruin.

Yet he has no bloodline left outside; then what caused the ruin to emit awakening power?

"Go find out what actually happened!"

"Yes!"

Xuan Miao.

Nan Yin Zhou.

Within the Sea of Severed Souls.

Ye Qingran felt nothing much herself, only a sudden certainty that she could draw the Ruinous King's Sword.

So she gave it a try, gently applying force with her wrist, and then...

Buzz~

A sliver of the blade emerged, endless cold light, as if hidden for too long, now flashing freely, too bright to stare at.

Clang~

Ye Qingran's eyes glittered with endless strange colors.

She really had drawn the Ruinous King's Sword!

She pressed again, and the Ruinous King's Sword fully left its Sword Sheath!

The three‑foot blade, matching its Sword Sheath, was ink‑black, like a black hole that could swallow all things.

In an instant, endless black radiance enveloped Ye Qingran; she held the sword in one hand and the Sword Sheath in the other, her long hair moving without wind, looking like a peerless war god, indescribably magnificent and noble!

"Whoa!" Feng Xianyin, who had been lounging on the ground picking at her nails, sprang up from the floor when she saw Ye Qingran actually draw the Ruinous King's Sword.

It really was she who pulled it out!

Feng Xianyin could only think it was unbelievable.

Honestly, before drawing the sword she hadn't had much hope; if not for her deep obsession, she might have given up long ago.

It wasn't until she drew the sword together with Ye Qingran that she saw a glimmer of hope.

Even so, she hadn't expected Ye Qingran could so effortlessly draw the Ruinous King's Sword.

Ye Qingran raised the sword to her eyes, growing more satisfied as she looked at it.

This sword is the finest she has ever seen in her life!

Moreover, she felt an intricate connection with this sword.

After admiring it for a while, Ye Qingran's gaze shifted to the dumbfounded Feng Xianyin beside her.

She tossed the Ruinous King's Sword to her.

Feng Xianyin instinctively caught it, feeling the light blade in her hand as heavy as a thousand gold pieces.

"Now, make a wish. I'll give you my chance."

Feng Xianyin, flattered and startled, replied, "No need, um, this, that..."

Ye Qingran chuckled, "Since when have you become so pretentious?"

"You don't dare backtrack!" Feng Xianyin turned away outright.

Then she turned back to Ye Qingran, "Blood drip."

"No need."

"Hmm?"

Feng Xianyin gave Ye Qingran a skeptical glance, then began to make a wish.

"Your man is currently in Xuyu. As for how to get there, there are two options: Option one—take the Heavenly Path; it's a long journey and there's a fortress gate you probably can't handle. Option two—use the Dark Gate; it's convenient, time‑saving, and cost‑effective. I recommend option two."

A dispassionate voice broadcast rang in Feng Xianyin's ears.

She was instantly dumbfounded.

She knows Xuyu.

The problem is, where is the Heavenly Path?

And what the heck is the Dark Gate?

She tried to ask, but was told the chance had already been used.

"Fuck you!"

What a shitty wish opportunity!

She hadn't even finished asking!

I'm faint!

"Finished?"

Feng Xianyin's wish and the reply were unheard by anyone.

Feng Xianyin lifted her eyelids, looking blankly at Ye Qingran, "I feel like I asked in vain."

"Are you sure you got to the point?"

Feng Xianyin blinked, "Damn, I should have let it take me straight to see him!!!"

She went blank!

Ye Qingran, however, shook her head and smiled mischievously.

She guessed that Feng Xianyin might not have been unaware of this, but was subconsciously trying to escape.

After all, a man not seen for seven years is bound to make one timid. More importantly, how could Feng Xianyin know whether that man already had another woman, or even other children?

Feng Xianyin may appear carefree, but her heart is actually more delicate than anyone's.

"Knowing where he is is enough; later you can bring the child and confront him in person!" Ye Qingran's words served as a consolation.

Feng Xianyin sighed, "It can only be like this!"

"But the problem is, what is the Heavenly Path? And where is the Dark Gate?"

Heavenly Path?

Dark Gate?

Ye Qingran was equally baffled.

"Is this to... Xuyu?"

The only place Ye Qingran could think of was Xuyu.

The place that possessed Divine Flower.

She wondered whether Xuyu, with its Divine Flower, also had Beast Flower.

Ye Qingran thought, she sheathed the Ruinous King's Sword and was about to leave the Sword Tomb when a wave of murderous intent crashed down!

Ye Qingran turned around, her pupils sharply contracting!