Chapter 91: I Am Zhong Minglan

Whoosh!

Those secretly watching could no longer stay hidden.

Too arrogant!

Shen Qingli had just entered the Xuan Sect.

Su Yuan was a bit stronger than Zhong Wuqi and had already reached the Xuan Saint peak.

Such a realm is already considered invincible in Sheng Long Tian.

Especially since Su Yuan was right at her own doorstep—this is the Su Nv Sect's territory.

"Shen Qingli, you're too arrogant! Know that even if I hit you, it's just disciplining a junior. You, of the Changshui Shen Clan, cannot use this as grounds to provoke the Su Nv Sect."

Su Yuan warned, her meaning being 'if you hit, you hit'—Shen Qingli's disrespect was self-inflicted, and no matter how much the Changshui Shen Clan protects its own, they cannot abandon reason.

Shen Qingli replied, "If you strike me and lose, your Su Nv Sect is nothing more than that. As a sect leader, if you can't even defeat my lowly Xuan Sect, what face do you have to arrogantly count yourself among Sheng Long Tian's three great sects?"

Awesome!

The watching forces all gave Shen Qingli a thumbs-up!

They even started heated discussions, no longer caring about saving face for the Su Nv Sect.

"Really, if the Su Nv Sect leader can't win—no! If she can't easily defeat Shen Qingli, the Su Nv Sect will lose all face."

"Young Master Shen is here to challenge the hall!"

"A newborn female phoenix has such gall!"

Regardless of Shen Qingli's outcome, just with this heroic spirit, as long as she can withstand a single blow from Su Yuan without dying, she will become famous throughout Sheng Long Tian.

Xuan Sect versus Xuan Saint!

What courage!

Yet judging by her aura, she truly is not lacking at all.

"Are the phoenixes of the Changshui Shen Clan all this brave?"

"I used to just hear they were incredibly strong and stubborn; now I see, their reputation is not exaggerated."

"We cultivators actually have such a fearless little child."

Most cultivators admire strength; Shen Qingli may have a reputation for disrespecting elders, but she has her reasons!

Haven't you heard? She's here to kill her mother's enemy.

To kill one's mother's enemy—no sharing the same sky!

Even if it means ten thousand deaths, as a child, one ought to avenge this blood-deep grudge.

For the Su Nv Sect leader to block her is already wrong;

Of course, if she doesn't block, that's also wrong—it would be too soft, lacking the spirit of the three sects.

So the Su Nv Sect leader has fallen into a mire where whatever she does is wrong.

"Such deep scheming."

Su Yuan, having suddenly understood, nevertheless laughed.

Because she has a trump card.

"Zhao Yue, you say it yourself."

Su Yuan called her name, and Zhao Yue rose again, head held high.

Zhong Wuqi looked at Shen Qingli, a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Although he hadn't spoken, Shen Kuo, who had been observing closely, sensed something amiss!

He was about to speak, but it was too late……

"I am Zhong Minglan." Zhao Yue said.

Shen Qingli's eyes sharpened, locking onto her.

Zhao Yue, however, laid it all on the line: "I am Zhong Minglan! After Zhong Minglan's death, I couldn't bear to let such talent go to waste, so I used the Twin Birth Technique to transfer soul and spirit."

So you are truly a piece of flesh that fell from my body! I carried you for ten months; no matter what, I am your mother, Zhong Minglan! Do you still want to kill me?

Shen Kuo's breath stopped.

He had indeed never mistaken a person before.

It was merely a soul transformation.

He feared Shen Qingli couldn't bear it, so he tightly gripped her hand.

Shen Qingli truly couldn't bear it; she had considered many possibilities, but indeed hadn't thought of this one.

She thought Zhong Minglan, like her, had had her bones pulled out or her marrow drained.

Otherwise, one couldn't explain how Zhao Yue in her previous life could purify her using bloodline power.

But she simply hadn't considered the Twin Birth Technique.

She had ruled out possession, because Zhao Yue's cultivation was insufficient to seize Zhong Minglan's body—even if Zhong Minglan was weak and dying, her soul power far surpassed Zhao Yue's.

It turned out to be after death.

After death, her corporeal soul was still seized by Zhao Yue.

Zhong Minglan, her mother.

At least after death, she hadn't suffered too much.

But she could no longer revive Zhong Minglan; over a decade has passed, and Zhong Minglan has likely reincarnated.

"A Li, hold back—you can't kill her." Zhong Wuqi said helplessly.

Su Yuan also said, "Although she is the murderer, she is also Zhong Minglan—what can we do?"

"Kill her." Shen Qingli's decision remained unchanged.

"You're crazy!" Zhao Yue shouted, "I am your mother!"

"A Li, I know you can't accept it, but they are twins, unlike ordinary body snatching; their souls are fused, there is no possibility of seizing a soul without harming the soul." Zhong Wuqi advised.

"Then let's kill them together." Shen Qingli gripped the sword hilt.

"You want to kill your mother?" Su Yuan reminded.

"She isn't."

"She is! You are connected by blood, aren't you afraid of heavenly retribution?"

"The Heavenly Dao has long since ruled that there is no mother-daughter relationship between them."

Shen Kuo wasn't just talking; that record talisman was played again by him.

Su Yuan's expression shifted slightly; apparently she hadn't yet discovered this—matters of the Xuanti Continent rarely attract attention from the Sheng Long Tian.

However, these aren't really important; her aim is to get Shen Qingli into the Su Nv Sect, so their plan can be executed.

"This matter can still be discussed later." Su Yuan advised patiently, "As long as Zhao Yue's cultivation advances to the Xuan Sheng level, she will be able to separate from Minglan's body; by then, if she refuses, killing her won't be too late."

"Not bad." Zhong Wuqi also meant that, "Moreover, they are fraternal twin sisters; perhaps their souls depend on each other, merely suppressed for now. A Li, for your mother's sake, bear with it."

Shen Qingli's voice stalled, 'She—still alive?'

Zhong Wuqi nodded, 'All these years, why have I been searching for her, never thinking she was dead? Because her life tablet still exists—look.'

Zhong Wuqi, who produced Zhong Minglan's life tablet, had moist eye sockets; all these years she has constantly carried Zhong Minglan's jade tablet, in fact not because she feared she wouldn't survive until rescue.

Shen Qingli reached out.

The congealed-fat jade tablet fell into her hand.

A warm, smooth touch, with a familiar aura.

Extremely similar to Zhao Yue, gentle and soft.

The difference is, Zhao Yue is feigning it, while Zhong Minglan is not.

"A Li, believe me, I want her dead more than you do."

Zhong Wuqi looked at the maiden before her, her brows and eyes faintly loving—this is love me, love my dog.

When she thought she was Zhao Yue's daughter, Zhong Wuqi felt disgust; upon learning she was Zhong Minglan's daughter, she felt heartache.

"Sheathe your sword, sit down and we'll talk in detail, how about that?" Su Yuan took the opportunity to advise.

Shen Qingli looked at Zhong Wuqi, "Can you give it to me?"

Zhong Wuqi was stunned, but still nodded.

Shen Qingli put away the jade tablet, but the sword behind her remained unsheathed.

Zhong Wuqi suddenly reached out her hand toward her, and she instinctively dodged.

"Sorry." Zhong Wuqi's hand, frozen mid-air, was a bit awkward, "I just wanted to take a closer look at you."

Shen Qingli looked at her longing gaze, yet still did not wrong herself, "I'm not used to being touched."

"All right." Zhong Wuqi didn't insist further, but stepped a bit closer, her gaze earnestly studying Shen Qingli's brows and eyes.

But Shen Qingli actually doesn't look much like Zhong Minglan; she resembles Shen Kuo more, with phoenix eyes clear and cool, dainty brows icy and lofty, a nose sharp as a knife cut, lips red as if holding vermilion, the childishness gone from her face, she has grown angular and aloof, sharp and proud.

Therefore, even though she was such a selflessly devoted person in her previous life, the superficial, heart-blind fools of the Biyu Sect still rigidly judged her as looking down on them; someone like Su Chacha, sweet-faced but poisonous-hearted, is considered the best.

In this life, the clarity in Shen Qingli's eyes is deeper; when she doesn't smile, she is deep as a cold pool, seeming able to easily see through people's hearts—it's startling. At this moment, Zhong Wuqi feels exactly that.

Yet Zhong Wuqi still suppressed that uncomfortable feeling, stepping even closer to Shen Qingli! She now stood atop Xi Xi's head, facing Shen Qingli face to face, only an arm's length between them.

Su Yuan's pupils flickered—'Now!'

A dagger with a cold gleam pierced Shen Qingli's heart at that very moment.