In the main hall.

Qin Muling stood in front of a clear crystal lotus flower, a pure, clear, and deep blue-violet light flowed from his hands, penetrating into the lotus flower, and finally converged on the sleeping divine body of the Ice Falcon Tianjun, silently merging with her.

Within the blue-violet light, there were faint chaotic spiritual lights, shining brilliantly, carrying the ever-changing creative spirit, and a profound and mysterious Dao rhyme permeated lightly, causing Mu Yinghua, who was watching from the side, to change color.

The blue crystal lotus flower contained abundant vitality, nourishing the divine body of the Ice Falcon Tianjun all year round. She still appeared as a youthful and delicate young woman, with delicate features, high bun, and snow-white skin as smooth as the finest jade, exuding an unparalleled beauty.

The blue-violet light, containing the creative spirit, merged into the divine soul of the Ice Falcon Tianjun, slowly and firmly repairing the many hidden injuries left behind by her early travels in the Great Void Starry Sky. The vitality, which had already declined to the extreme, began to show signs of recovery.

The white-robed woman, the projection of the Ice Falcon Tianjun, stood by, carefully sensing the various changes in her divine soul, her eyes filled with incredulity.

The Ice Falcon Tianjun was active tens of thousands of years ago, serving as the Sect Master for thousands of years. Later, she grew tired and voluntarily retired, traveling with a few friends, exploring the many dangerous places in the Great Void Starry Sky and uncovering the ancient saint’s cave ruins.

Later, due to a conflict with a prominent figure of the ancient Kylin clan over an important opportunity, the other party acted without integrity, secretly mobilizing a large number of strong clan members to ambush and attack. After a bitter battle, all of the Ice Falcon Tianjun’s friends perished, and she barely escaped, but also suffered serious injuries, and has been sleeping in this secret realm ever since.

Because of this incident, Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace and the ancient Kylin clan were at odds, and the two sides were on the verge of all-out war. It was only through the intervention of the Dao Court’s high-level figures that the matter was barely suppressed.

“Sect Master, how did you discover this little guy in the first place?” she asked quietly with her divine sense.

Mu Yinghua hesitated for a moment, then informed her of the reason with her divine sense.

“So it was the Origin Star Palace? That makes sense. We also went to explore that place back then, but unfortunately, we only wandered around the periphery and didn’t penetrate the core area. Otherwise…”

A touch of melancholy appeared in the Ice Falcon Tianjun’s eyes, as if recalling some past events.

In just a moment, Qin Muling felt a wave of exhaustion, not only from the depletion of his spiritual power, but also from the consumption of his divine soul, which could not be easily replenished with ordinary elixirs.

Mu Yinghua looked at him with puzzlement, “Why did you stop so soon?”

“My current cultivation level is not enough,” Qin Muling felt the state of his body and said helplessly, “This ability is currently limited. I can only use it once a day at most, or it will damage my foundation.”

“Well, it’s hard for you!”

The Ice Falcon Tianjun sensed the state of her divine soul and nodded in satisfaction, “The old injuries have recovered about half, it seems that there are at most twenty more times, and I can fully recover. You, kid, are indeed extraordinary!”

The effect of the first healing will be stronger, and the Ice Falcon Tianjun estimated that there might be some weakening later, but in a month at most, she should be able to freely go out and bid farewell to this forbidden place where she had been for tens of thousands of years.

Mu Yinghua’s expression was slightly pleased, “Only a month? It seems that Muling’s ability is indeed useful. What about the other elders…”

“No need for that,”

A sweet and elegant voice, with a faint dignity, sounded from the top layer of the nine clear lotus flowers, “Your personal disciple’s cultivation level is still low. Even if he is completely drained now, he won’t be able to save many people. It’s better to wait until he reaches the Heart Demon Realm, or even better, the Fate Realm in the future, and then it will be much easier to handle this matter.”

“Yes, I will follow the instructions of the Ancestor.”

Mu Yinghua responded respectfully. These nine on the top layer were all third-generation direct disciples of the founder of the sect. Their seniority was unimaginably high, and it could be said that all the sleeping elders in this hall were their juniors, let alone her, the Sect Master, who had been passed down for countless generations.

“Well, that’s settled. Little Ice Falcon, your injuries are relatively light this time, so let him heal you. After you go out, he will be your guardian, helping you to grow as quickly as possible.” The voice continued.

The Ice Falcon Tianjun also solemnly agreed.

“I wanted to give you some benefits, but unfortunately, your cultivation level is too low to use the things we left behind. It would be a burden for you to hold onto them now. It’s better to remember this favor for now and fulfill it when your cultivation level improves in the future.” The voice addressed Qin Muling again.

Qin Muling naturally agreed. From this moment on, he had caught the attention of these elders. In the future, he could walk sideways in the sect, and no one would dare to question him, even if he wanted to do something excessive.

After a while, Mu Yinghua led her personal disciples out of the main hall and returned to the Imperial Dao Peak.

…

In the depths of the Great Void Starry Sky, at the Main Altar of the Calamity Fate Palace.

In the deep and ancient hall, the spiritual mist rose, and the radiance of treasures shone brightly. Dozens of figures sat quietly, and a majestic pressure enveloped the space.

The Palace Master was not present this time, and Dao Heir Mei Qingfeng was present. Her seat was located in the front left position in front of the bronze lotus throne on the high platform.”Saintess, after days of effort, we have gathered some information about Qing Muling,”

Elder Luo Yujue, in charge of intelligence affairs, presented a jade token. Mei Qingfeng beckoned and drew the token into her hand to examine it closely.

“It’s still not complete, but it’s more useful than what we had before.”

Mei Qingfeng’s voice carried a hint of regret. The Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace’s tight security around Qing Muling was effective. Even with the Calamity Fate Palace deploying nearly all of its intelligence resources, they still couldn’t ascertain the true origins and background of this direct disciple of the Sect Master.

Since there were many protectors hidden around him, the high-level spies didn’t dare to make any significant moves. They could only capture some images of Qing Muling’s daily life with Shadow Capture Talismans as a form of reporting back.

Apart from Xuebing Xuan and a few other senior sisters, no one could get close to Qing Muling. His daily expenses were personally overseen by Sect Master Mu Yinghua, leaving no opportunity for others to intervene.

Elder Yuan Xuankong spoke indifferently, “The inability to find anything wrong is a big problem in itself. If it were any other Supreme Dao Lineage, even those monstrous genius seeds wouldn’t be protected to such an extent. This indicates that this junior indeed harbors extraordinary secrets.”

The elders nodded in agreement. It was rare for something to elude the intelligence network of the Calamity Fate Palace across the entire Great Void. The Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace’s willingness to invest such resources in Qing Muling was not something ordinary individuals would receive.

“In that case, perhaps we should consider sending a group of elder-level suicide warriors to secretly abduct him. That way, we can uncover all the secrets he holds. What do you think?” Mei Qingfeng asked.

The room fell silent.

After a few breaths, Elder Meng He pondered, “Is it necessary at this point? Although we are indeed interested in him, he is just a newly appointed direct disciple after all. Even if he has some unusual secrets, they are not currently affecting the balance of power between the Supreme Dao Lineages. It’s not worth such attention.”

Luo Yujue also agreed, “Exactly. If Your Highness is not entirely at ease, we can instruct our sect’s intelligence network to continue monitoring him at a high level. Perhaps after some time, his secrets will naturally come to light.”

The longer the secrecy, the higher the level, the more extravagant the cost. Luo Yujue was not worried about anything, as the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace’s approach was unlikely to be sustainable.

The other elders also voiced their agreement.

Mei Qingfeng remained silent for a long while. Her intuition told her not to take this name lightly, so her proposal was not wrong. However, convincing these high-ranking elders at the current stage was beyond her influence and prestige.

Never mind, she thought. When her master returns, she would go and discuss it with him directly.