protective of their own, each sticking to their own story. King Pannan was relaxed, drinking tea on the sidelines, not concerned with the matter at hand."Grandfather, Prince Pingxi means that this ma...Feng Lingxi, seeing the conflict in her son's eyes, advised, "This world is like this. What we see with our own eyes may not always be true. You're just a child, so don't get involved in adult affairs."

Feng Siyu responded, "Mother, Siyu is going to sleep now."

Having finished speaking, Feng Siyu hurried to pull Feng Siqi into the house. Feng Lingxi followed and went to prepare water for them to bathe and wash up, so they could go to bed early.

Night, the only sound is the chirping of cicadas in the yard, and the buzzing of mosquitoes.

A figure leaped into Feng Lingxi's courtyard. Seeing no one around, he took a few steps and lightly jumped onto the roof of Feng Lingxi's house. He used his light kung fu to walk on walls and eaves, leaping down to land outside Feng Lingxi's door.

Feng Lingxi had just finished tidying up and was about to lie down when a sudden knocking sound at the window startled her. Feng Lingxi immediately got up and walked over, carefully peering out the window.

"Who"

"Lord, it is I, Yingba."

Wind Ling Xi heard the voice, a little surprised, "Ying Ba"

It had been so long since she'd heard Yingba's voice. Back then, people said she was dead. Now, hearing it again, Feng Lingxi felt like she was dreaming.

"Lord, Yinhao has something urgent to speak with you."

Feng Ling Xi opened the window, Ying Ba flipped in, kneeling on one knee, "Ying Ba greets your Majesty."

"Shadow Eight, are you still alive"

Feng Lingxi hurriedly helped her up. Yingba's face was covered with a black veil. When she saw Feng Lingxi, she pulled down the veil, revealing her disfigured face. Feng Lingxi was taken aback when she saw it.

"Your face..."

"My lord, I'm fine. Yingba heard you were back, so he followed the news here and found you. I didn't expect you to be here. To see you, Yingba is truly overjoyed."

Feng Lingxi looked at Yingba's eyes filled with joy, she could feel her happiness, but how did her face get hurt like this Almost half of her face was destroyed. What kind of injury could cause such damage

"I'm fine, I just got back a few days ago. It's just Yinyu, can you tell me where you all went that day"

"Apart from me, all the sisters are gone. Lord, Shadow Eight has been stealing a living until now, just waiting for your appearance. Shadow Eight has something important to tell you."

Ying Ba hurriedly took out a scroll from his bosom and handed it to Feng Ling Xi, “This was given to me by Miss Qiu’er. She said it must be delivered to Your Holiness, so that you can know the truth.”

Feng Ling Xi opened the parchment. It was filled with strange symbols, but you could make out the general shape of a person being held aloft, blood dripping into a large container below. It looked something like a ritual sacrifice.

This is kind of like a ritual.

Feng Lingxi looked at Yingba. Although she didn't know what had happened to Yingba, she asked him. Yingba also responded vaguely, but the fact that he was still alive was enough.

"This is the ritual object. Young Miss Qiu'er brought it from the sacred temple of the Yao Clan in the Ghost Saint Kingdom. This is a secret of the Yao Clan, and now the people of the Yao Clan are looking for it. They asked me to bring it to you."

"What do you want me to do"

Feng Lingxi looked at this hot thing, and it was related to the Ghost Saint Kingdom. This meant it was related to Wan'er. Although she said so, deep down, she still wanted to know its origin and purpose.

"Lord, Miss Qiu'er said that the elders of Guisheng Kingdom asked the County Princess to be the clan leader. In fact, it wasn't really about being the clan leader, but using her as a sacrifice."

Ying Ba's words shocked Feng Ling Xi. Looking at the person painted on top, and recalling when she gave birth to Wan Er, the Ghost Saint Nation had said that Wan Er was the destined leader of the Yao Clan, that her fate was tied to the rise and fall of the Yao Clan. Could it be that they were going to sacrifice Wan Er

"What did Qiu'er tell you"

Feng Lingxi looked at Yingba, seeing her nod. When she mentioned Qiu'er, Yingba's eyes were filled with repressed grief.

"Where is Qiu'er Was she taken by the Ghost Saint Nation"

Yingba shook his head, suppressing his grief and saying, “Three years ago, Qiu’er had already sacrificed herself. She stole this Yaozu sacrificial map and angered the Great Elder. She was immediately besieged by the elders and her meridians were severed. But Qiu’er still escaped from the Yaozu and I saved her. Qiu’er gave me this thing and asked me to be sure to deliver it to the Holy Lord.”

Feng Ling Xi looked at the parchment in her hands, her body trembling violently.

Could this thing be something Qiu'er paid for with her life

Why would she steal this scroll Was it out of dissatisfaction with the sacrifice, or…

Feng Lingxi felt that this thing was really bloody, terrifying and hot to the touch.

"Because Miss Qiuer doesn't want people to uncover the secrets of the Yao clan, and she forbids any sacrificial rituals from happening, as long as you receive this, you will surely be able to stop it."

Feng Lingxi looked at the parchment in her hand. If she were to use Wan'er for a sacrifice, of course she had to stop it; her daughter couldn't possibly be the sacrificial offering.

"What else did Qiu'er say"

"Miss Qiu'er said that she could only do so much. She asked Yingba to tell you that the rest of the way, the Saint Lord must walk it himself. The treasures of the Yao clan cannot be opened, and the Yao clan cannot perform sacrifices, otherwise, there will be great chaos in the world, and unimaginable terrible things will happen."

"Yinhao covered his face, "For years, Yinhao has been hiding from the Yao clan's pursuit. He destroyed his own face, transforming himself into a monstrous figure, neither human nor ghost, just to escape their pursuit."

"You've worked hard."

Feng Lingxi looked at Yingba's face, "At first I thought you all wouldn't be able to escape. Seeing that you are still alive, I am very happy."

Lord, Yami no Hachi begs you not to punish the other sisters. They were all forced into this.

"I know."

Feng Ling xi helped her up, "So, what are your plans next I have taken care of the things. Do you want to stay by my side I can arrange an identity for you."

"The Lord does not need to worry about me, Shadow Eight is already accustomed to life in the dark, he is not used to being exposed in front of people. As long as the Lord is safe, Shadow Eight will not appear."

Wind Lingxi looked at Yingba's resolute eyes, her throat felt choked up, and she was uncomfortable.

"Do you have any news from Shangguan Huan Does he know about Qiu'er"

Ying Ba shook his head. "No, Ying Ba has been hiding in the shadows since then, only wanting to find the Holy Master. As for the others, Qiu'er didn't mention them, and Ying Ba didn't ask."

Feng Lingxi's beautiful eyes darkened. What exactly was the Yao Clan Why was everything connected to them This sheepskin scroll mentioned a sacrifice, that her mother stole a fragment of the Yao Clan's treasure map and hid it for so many years. There was also the Lu family's sacred object, Bai Liuli, all of which were inextricably linked to the Yao Clan. The most terrifying thing was that the Yao Clan still wanted her daughter, Wan'er's life as a sacrifice.

"Lord, Yingba can't stay too long. He's afraid of exposing his identity, so he has to leave first. If you need me in the future, just blow this whistle. If I'm nearby, I will definitely come to you."

Ye Ba pulled a whistle from his neck and handed it to Feng Lingxi. With a leap, he disappeared into the night. Feng Lingxi who was taking notes with a pen and paper. She frowned and asked, "Do you have any money""If you have no money, do you not have to repay it"Lu Nian nodded, "Then don't give it. Anyway, I...