Chapter 176: Mo Fan

Liu Qianqian's mangled, bloody body trembled violently.

She could not believe it.

The Profound Heaven Sect had waited day and night, longing for the arrival of a Jun family elder from the celestial realm to crush the guilty clan.

But in the end, the Profound Heaven Sect never received any reinforcement from the Jun family.

And now, the white-robed, transcendent figure standing before Liu Qianqian was none other than the Jun family's divine heir!

Liu Qianqian had no doubt whatsoever.

Because that white-robed, otherworldly figure was utterly beyond mortal comprehension.

The celestial aura, untainted by worldly dust, could never be imitated by any being of the lower realms.

Not far away, Yi Yu and Su Ziqiong arrived.

Liu Qianqian was even more astonished.

Each of these celestial prodigies radiated an unearthly grace.

Compared to them, even Mo Fan seemed like a vulgar nouveau riche, utterly devoid of refinement.

Then came the arrival of the Three Ancient Ancestors of Dongxuan, leaving Liu Qianqian nearly suffocated.

The faint aura leaking from them—she had felt such pressure only from the Sect Master and Deputy Sect Master.

That meant these three were Holy Saint and Saint-level experts!

This terrifying array left Liu Qianqian in deep shock, unable to recover her wits for a long while.

Jun Xiaoyao thought she still doubted him, so he casually pulled out a golden token.

On it was written a single character: Jun.

"Now do you believe?" Jun Xiaoyao said.

Liu Qianqian nodded frantically, her heart still reeling from the storm of shock.

"Tell me everything you know," Jun Xiaoyao said coolly.

Liu Qianqian nodded and, with her last strength, revealed every piece of information she possessed to Jun Xiaoyao.

The more Jun Xiaoyao heard, the more familiar the plot felt.

Betrayed and framed by her beloved.

Struck by lightning, left half-dead, cast out of the sect.

Yet she not only survived, but rose powerfully, even becoming a core figure of the Wuji Star Palace.

In the end, she liberated the guilty clan, avenged her sect, and made the woman who betrayed her wish she had never been born.

This trope left Jun Xiaoyao speechless.

Can't you come up with something new?

But from this, Jun Xiaoyao could now confirm: Mo Fan was indeed the Heavenly Protagonist of the Star Continent, the rebellious child of fate.

Just like Lin Feng.

Had Ye Xingyun not existed, Jun Xiaoyao might have wondered if Mo Fan had some connection to the Wuji Star Lord.

But with Ye Xingyun present, Jun Xiaoyao was puzzled.

Who among them was truly tied to the Wuji Star Lord—Ye Xingyun or Mo Fan?

Or both?

After receiving the information from Liu Qianqian, Jun Xiaoyao gradually formed a plan in his mind.

Regardless, the leeks still needed to be harvested.

After providing all the clues, Liu Qianqian was utterly exhausted, nearing her limit.

She had little time left to live.

Her dantian and spiritual sea had been destroyed, her hand and foot tendons severed, her body flayed alive, her face nearly ruined.

Even if she survived, Liu Qianqian would never choose to live—this was worse than death.

"My lord, I've told you everything I know. I beg you to grant me a swift death. This may be my just retribution," Liu Qianqian said bitterly.

All she now desired was death!

Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained calm. "Is living not better?"

"Living? This kind of life is worse than death," Liu Qianqian replied with bitter despair.

"Your dantian is destroyed, your tendons cut—so what? It's not that serious," Jun Xiaoyao said dismissively.

Considering Liu Qianqian had provided him with valuable intelligence, Jun Xiaoyao did not hesitate to give her a Saint-level elixir.

As Liu Qianqian stared in confusion, Jun Xiaoyao flicked his finger.

A sphere of pure emerald-green energy, pulsing with spiritual energy, landed in her mouth.

Instantly, an unprecedented surge of life essence spread from within her.

Her bloodied, mangled skin began healing at a visible rate.

Her severed hand and foot tendons began to regenerate.

In barely fifteen minutes:

Dead skin and scabs fell away, and Liu Qianqian's entire body returned to its original state.

Her skin was snow-white, delicate as if it could be pierced by a breath.

"This… this…" Liu Qianqian was stunned as if struck by lightning.

She then discovered with astonishment that her shattered spiritual sea within the dantian had also been fully restored.

Watching such a divine miracle unfold upon her own body, Liu Qianqian could not close her mouth.

"Such minor injuries? A single Snow Jade Spirit Elixir is enough," Jun Xiaoyao said.

He had no shortage of Saint-level elixirs.

But to the lower realms, Saint-level elixirs were exceedingly rare.

"My lord, the Divine Heir, thank you for my rebirth! Liu Qianqian will never forget this grace! I vow to serve you faithfully, as your slave, for all eternity!"

Liu Qianqian, face flushed with emotion, knelt and bowed her head repeatedly.

Who, if given the choice, would choose death?

Jun Xiaoyao had, in essence, given her a new life!

Looking at Liu Qianqian, Jun Xiaoyao was again speechless.

Why do every single woman want to become his female slave?

Beside him, Su Ziqiong's amethyst eyes flickered with cautious wariness.

Jun Xiaoyao needed only one servant girl in the lower realms—her.

"No need for a slave. Is your Profound Heaven Sect reduced to only you?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

Liu Qianqian's eyes showed a trace of disappointment, but she answered: "Not quite. The Sect Master is a powerful Saint. They likely retreated."

"I see," Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

If the Profound Heaven Sect Master and others still lived,

then with the golden token in his possession, he could locate them.

"Let's go," Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand.

He intended to find the remaining forces of the Profound Heaven Sect.

Liu Qianqian followed.

…

Meanwhile, in a mountain range thick with ancient trees,

the Profound Heaven Sect Master and others had taken temporary refuge.

"Cough… Damn Wuji Star Palace!" The Deputy Sect Master spat blood.

He had been ambushed by Wuji Star Palace experts and suffered grave injuries.

"The Wuji Star Palace must have long resented us. Now they've finally shown their claws," the Profound Heaven Sect Master said, face dark as water.

He too bore serious wounds.

If only the Golden Horn and Silver Horn clans were involved, the Profound Heaven Sect might have still held them off.

But the Wuji Star Palace was the final straw that broke the camel's back.

"Damn it! Those guilty clans and the Wuji Star Palace are truly despicable!" some surviving Profound Heaven Sect elders snarled.

A few surviving young disciples bore hollow, despairing expressions.

"Will our heavenly lord, the Jun family, not come to save us?" asked a female disciple, her beautiful eyes dimmed.

"Has the Jun family abandoned the Profound Heaven Sect?" another male disciple thought bleakly.

"Don't speak like that! We've always been loyal to the Jun family. I believe they will never abandon us!" declared a Heavenly God-level expert firmly.

Seeing this, the Profound Heaven Sect Master sighed inwardly.

He naturally hoped the Jun family would come to rescue them.

But was it still possible now?

Just as the Profound Heaven Sect members were cornered, desperate, and without hope,

outside the mountains, powerful auras surged forth.

"Remnants of the Profound Heaven Sect—come out and face death!"