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After everyone came down, Xue An pointed towards the distant Yunmeng Lake, “From now on, you’ll stay in this lake, understand?”

Jin Long nodded, then soared into the sky and flew into the lake.

Although Yunmeng Lake was not too vast, it was still ample space for it.

Moreover, Xue An had modified this place, so the Spiritual Energy in Yunmeng Lake was even thicker than in the Black Water Pool.

Jin Long joyfully circled the lake and then sank to the bottom.

Xue An smiled, actually, this golden dragon had just transformed, and had yet to master many Divine Skills, but once it became proficient, it could reduce its form and even transform into other creatures.

Of course, if it wanted to take on a human form, that would require decades of arduous cultivation.

And when the door was opened, Tang Xuan’er, wearing pajamas and with sleep-filled eyes, walked out.

She hadn’t expected Xue An to return so soon.

However, as soon as An Oing saw Tang Xuan’er, her expression turned even uglier.

“What… what’s this about?”

Xue An’s expression was indifferent, “A friend.”

“A friend?”

Xue An nodded lightly, and said calmly, “To be precise, she is the benefactor who raised Xue Xiang and Nian Nian.”

An Qing swallowed back her words and her gaze towards Tang Xuan’er softened.

“Hello, my name is An Qing, I’m Xiang Xiang and Nian Nian’s aunt.”

Tang Xuan’er nodded, “I’m Tang Xuan’er!”

As for the men in black who followed An Qing, they had already left beforehand during their time in Qingmang Town.

An Qing made it clear that although she had joined the Phoenix Immortal, she was an external operative and didn’t need to report for duty unless summoned. Xue Xiang and Nian Nian insisted on sleeping with Tang Xuan’er that night.

After everything was settled, Xue An sat on the sofa in the living room.

At that moment, An Qing came over and sat next to Xue An. “You’re doing quite well for yourself! This villa is quite valuable!” “It was a gift,” Xue An said indifferently.

“Where have you been these four years? Why no word at all?”

After a long silence, Xue An sighed lightly and said, “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you, but you can rest assured that I’ve done nothing to dishonor your sister.”

An Qing nodded, “Whether you did or didn’t, that’s up to your conscience, but I’ve decided, I won’t leave Beijiang just yet!”

“I need to keep an eye on you! Until my sister comes back!” An Qing said fiercely.

But her appearance resembled that of a middle school student; her chubby, rosy cheeks lacked any semblance of intimidation, no matter how fierce her expression.

Xue An laughed, “Fine by me!”

Meanwhile, in a desolate mountain range somewhere.

Below a black altar, dozens of elderly figures were kneeling.

The person at the forefront, holding a skull cane, had two ghostly flames flickering in his eyes, looking extremely menacing.

“Mu Qi is dead, his soul destroyed; our Wangui Sect has never before suffered such humiliation. Therefore, I have decided that the Wangui Sect will re-enter the mortal world to avenge Qi!” the elder roared angrily.

He was the Sect Leader of the Wangui Sect and Mu Qi’s father, Mu Qian!

“Yes!” the people below responded thunderously.

“Sacrifice!” Mu Qian commanded.

Several young girls were pushed onto the altar, just as they were about to have their throats slit for the sacrifice.

A mass of black fog drifted up from beneath the altar, and the entire cavern began to shake.

Mu Qian was overjoyed, “Could it be that the powers of the Ghost Realm are showing sympathy for our Wangui Sect’s plight, coming to our aid?”

As he spoke, he led the way in kneeling down, his expression one of fervent devotion as he kowtowed ceaselessly.

At that moment, a Ghost King materialized in the cavern through the altar, none other than the one from the Blackwater Pond.

Upon seeing the Ghost King, Mu Qian was even more overjoyed.

“Lord Ghost King, to have you grace the mortal realm is an honor. A great misfortune has befallen our Wangui Sect. Someone has killed my son, obliterating even his soul. I beg of you, Lord Ghost King, to lend us your aid!”

The Ghost King looked down at the prostrating Wangui Sect members with a sinister gaze and said coldly, “You are the Sect Leader of the Wangui Sect?”

Mu Qian crawled forward a few steps. “Lord Ghost King, I am indeed the Sect Leader of the Wangui Sect! I have always presided over the sacrifices offered to you!”

As he spoke, Mu Qian revealed a sycophantic smile.

The Ghost King nodded slightly, then suddenly swung a heavy slap across.

A gust of eerie wind blew as Mu Qian was slapped straight into the cavern’s wall, turning into mush, impossible to peel off.

This scene left everyone in the cavern dumbstruck.

It was then that the Ghost King, with a face full of anger, said, “You blind fools, to have provoked Immortal Venerable and almost caused my end. Now you expect me to seek revenge for you? Heh, it seems like you have no more need to remain in the mortal realm!”

With that, the Ghost King stretched out his hand and a ghastly wind arose as evil spirits emerged.

Shrieks of agony filled the entire cavern, turning it into a slaughterhouse.

After a moment, everyone was killed, their blood flowed everywvhere.

The Ghost King snorted coldly, and with a stamp of his foot, countless specks of light rose from the corpses.

Mu Qian’s soul was the strongest among them.

As Mu Qian’s soul drifted toward the Ghost King, it continued to plead.

“Lord Ghost King, why have you struck down our Wangui Sect? You must know that we often offer sacrifices to the Ghost Realm!”

“Silence!” bellowed the Ghost King.

“These sacrifices were voluntary! Besides, you meddled with someone you shouldn’t have. You can’t blame me for this. Come now, you will all follow me to the Ghost Realm, the mortal realm has no place for you anymore!”

With that, he grabbed at the specks of light, heedless of their wailing, and returned directly to the Ghost Realm.

Upon entering the Ghost Realm, these souls would become slaves with a most pitiful fate.

As for the altar, it crumbled into pieces after the Ghost King’s departure, rendered useless.

With that, the once powerful Wangui Sect was completely eradicated.

In Chinatown of M Country.

The elderly man who sat drinking tea opposite Yu Ling that day now sat in silence on a chair.

After a long while, he finally spoke to the person beside him, “Have you found anything out?”

Someone beside him replied, “Elder, we’ve found that this person seems to have some connection to the An Family in Zhongdu, but apart from that, he’s just an ordinary person!”

“The An Family?” the old man muttered to himself, his expression gradually turning solemn.

He was Han Jun, the Sect Leader of the Tang Sect in M Country.

In M Country, the Tang Sect was a major organization among the Chinese community.

His acquaintance with Yu Ling was also due to Yu Ling having once been part of the Tang Sect.

However, Yu Ling later left the Tang Sect to focus on his martial arts training.

But who would have thought that, thirty years later after returning to action, he would die in Huaxia, killed by a young man whose name had never been heard before.

The Martial Arts Congress was strictly off-limits to recording, so he had only seen a few sporadic, secretly taken photos.

But based on eyewitness accounts, he knew that this Xue An was no ordinary person.

Being in M Country, it was impossible for him to seek revenge for his friend.

Should it just be left at that?

After a moment of silence, Han Jun said, “Send someone to Lingnan.”

“Tell the Yu Family in Lingnan that the person who killed their kin is this Xue

An, who rose to prominence in the Martial Arts Congress!”

“Yes!”