Female supremacy: The journey of a pregnant princess to the top

When the little boy heard the old man say that his brother was beyond saving, the light that had just ignited in his eyes dimmed in an instant.

He moved his lips and spoke with difficulty, "I want to take my brother with me."

Then, regardless of the wounds all over his body, he struggled to get up and limped towards the cauldron.

He squatted down in despair, holding back his tears, and picked up the bones on the ground one by one.

Seeing this, the old man did not stop it, but just waited quietly by the side.

In the blink of an eye, the little boy's black hair turned into silver hair at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The little boy arranged the bones neatly one by one and stroked them gently with his hand, as if he was stroking his brother's body.

His eyes were empty and sad, as if filled with bottomless despair.

Not long after, the little boy covered his brother's bones with his clothes and slowly stood up.

He turned around and bowed deeply to the old man, "Thank you, Grandpa."

The old man walked forward and patted the little boy on the shoulder, "I'm late."

"I will revive my brother." The little boy whispered, with determination in his voice.

The old man sighed softly, "Fool, you should follow me from now on!"

After saying this, he led the little boy away into the distance, gradually disappearing into the vast night...

The scene flashed, and Jiang Lingyue returned to Lingyun Peak.

She watched the old grandfather teach the little boy carefully, imparting to him the ways of cultivation, sword techniques and weapon forging.

The little boy was extremely talented, hardworking and studious, and his cultivation improved rapidly, which earned him the great respect of his grandfather.

Day after day, through the seasons, the little boy gradually grew up, and finally, he became like his master.

Afterwards, the old grandfather accepted several other disciples one after another. While the master practiced hard, he kept searching for a way to resurrect.

Several hundred years later, the old man had reached the peak of his cultivation and his life span was about to end.

Before he passed away, the old man called all his disciples and passed the position of the leader of Lingyun Sect to the master.

"Lin Feng, you have excellent talent. If you can let go of your worries and practice hard, your future achievements will definitely surpass your master's." The old man used up his last bit of strength and held the master's hand, "Lingyun Sect is now handed over to you!"

"Disciple, I will definitely live up to Master's trust!"

Hearing this, the old man dropped his hands weakly, smiled and closed his eyes.

Are these all Master’s memories?

Jiang Lingyue stretched out her hand and touched her master's back, but her palm passed through her master's body again.

As the grandfather passed away, the scene began to blur, the memory illusion gradually disintegrated, and the surroundings were chaotic and dark...

When Jiang Lingyue opened her eyes again, she found herself back in the house where the tragedy happened.

She frowned slightly. Wasn't the memory illusion already gone? What was going on now?

At this time, a thin little boy pushed the door open and walked in, holding a few low-quality fruits in his arms.

He ran straight to the closet and opened the door.

Seeing his brother intact, the little boy showed a happy smile on his face, "Brother, try these fruits and see if they are sweet."

"Okay." The younger brother took the fruit obediently and started eating it in small bites.

"Is it delicious?" The little boy looked at his brother cautiously.

My brother nodded and said, "It's delicious."

"If it tastes good, eat more."

The little boy raised his hand, stroked his brother's head, and looked into his brother's eyes, revealing deep guilt, reluctance and attachment.

"Eat enough, and you will recover from your illness, and you won't die of hunger before you grow up."

At this point, the little boy seemed to realize something and a look of horror appeared on his face.

Jiang Lingyue was stunned. This inexplicable feeling of disobedience was definitely not something that really happened.

In the blink of an eye, the scene changed again.

The little boy was sitting by a big pot in the middle of the room, cooking something.

His younger brother stayed beside him, watching him quietly.

After a while, the little boy filled a bowl with meat and handed it to his brother, "Brother, these are the chicken wings you like to eat."

"Thank you, brother." The younger brother gently took the big bowl, picked up the wings and started to eat them.

Seeing his brother gnawing on the chicken wing with difficulty, the little boy frowned slightly, "This wing is too thin, there is no meat at all."

Before he finished speaking, the little boy's expression suddenly changed, "No, these are not chicken wings. What's stewed in the pot... is my brother!"

He stood up suddenly and looked in the direction of his brother.

The place was suddenly empty, with only a child's hand lying alone on the ground.

The little boy's eyes widened, he rushed forward to pick up his hand on the ground, and looked around in panic.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Lingyue felt a sharp pain in her heart.

She guessed that this illusion was not a memory image from the past, but was caused by her master's obsession.

The little boy in front of me is most likely the soul of the master himself.

She walked closer quietly and touched the little boy's back.

This time, her hand did not pass through the little boy's body, and it seemed that her guess was correct.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light flashed before her eyes, and Jiang Lingyue closed her eyes reflexively.

As the light gradually faded, she slowly opened her eyes.

She was still in the same house, but her soul had turned into the appearance of a teenage child.

"Sister, please help my brother!" A child's voice suddenly came from behind.

Jiang Lingyue turned around suddenly and saw her master's younger brother looking up at her.

She immediately exclaimed, "You are your brother's spirit, not an illusion!?"

"Yes, sister." The boy nodded, "Brother has been reincarnated thousands of times in the obsession illusion. If this continues, brother will get deeper and deeper."

Jiang Lingyue looked worried, "How can I save him?"

"Sister, my soul is too weak and can only follow the changes in my brother's illusion."

The boy looked at Jiang Lingyue with admiration, "Sister's spirit is very powerful. Maybe she can influence brother's obsession and wake him up."

Jiang Lingyue touched the boy's head and looked at him firmly, "Don't worry, I will definitely save Master."

During the conversation, the little boy pushed the door open again.

When he saw the little girl in the house, he was stunned at first, but then he didn't think there was anything wrong.

Although I couldn't call out the little girl's name, I inexplicably felt a sense of trust and intimacy, as if they had always been together.

"Brother and sister, this is the food I just found, eat it quickly." The little boy took out two hard steamed buns from his arms and handed them to Jiang Lingyue and the boy.

"Okay, brother." The boy took the steamed bun obediently.

"Thank you, brother, you are so nice!" Jiang Lingyue took the steamed bun, showed a cheerful smile, then broke off half and handed it to the little boy, "Brother, let's eat together."

The little boy caught a glimpse of Jiang Lingyue's smiling face, his face slightly blushed, and he took half of the steamed bun in a daze.

The three of them squatted in a row, silently gnawing on the hard steamed bun.

Jiang Lingyue took a few bites and suddenly realized that these foods were condensed from spiritual power.

It seems that, subconsciously, the master just wants to give his younger brother good food.

At this moment, a big pot appeared in the middle of the room.

When the little boy saw the big pot, his expression changed and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes, as if something he didn't want to remember in his subconscious was about to erupt.

Jiang Lingyue immediately noticed his abnormality and secretly gathered strength in her hands, ready to respond to any emergency at any time.