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Mo Jinliang was envious but also felt sorry for her. She could break through so quickly even without practicing well. If she practiced well, wouldn't it be even faster? Until she mutated to the upper god realm, she didn't even use any resources.

There was also that space that he saw, and tears flowed from the corners of his mouth. He was sure that it was God who was chasing him and feeding him.

"Mom, I didn't expect that you have been through so much. My experience is not as rich as yours," he said about his own experience.

Mo Xiaoye slowly walked out of the inn, took a deep breath, and took out a mysterious array plate from the Dragon Flame Bracelet.

This array plate is of special significance to her because it is one of the few treasures she has that can be used to find her blood relatives.

Thinking back to when he first learned how to make this formation, Mo Xiaoye couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

At that time, she was just a beginner in this field and her understanding of the formation was still shallow, but out of her longing for her relatives, she still tried hard to carve various runes and lines into the formation plate, although the number was not large.

Mo Xiaoye's mother's name is Rong Zhaozhao, and she is a native of Sanxing Village.

She and Mo Jinliang have known each other since childhood, and can be said to be childhood sweethearts.

As time passed, the feelings between the two grew deeper and deeper, and they eventually got married and gave birth to their child, Mo Xiaoye.

The couple has always doted on their daughter and treated her like the apple of their eye.

They have never hit their daughter. Even when she was naughty and made mistakes, the heaviest punishment was just a few scoldings.

This relaxed and loving educational method made Mo Xiaoye feel endless warmth and happiness during his growth.

"Well, let's get back to the topic, lest you friends accuse me of padding the word count again!"

Mo Xiaoye carefully took off the delicate hairpin on her head, her movements so gentle as if she was holding a rare treasure in her hands.

She took a deep breath and gently pricked her fingertip with the sharp end of the hairpin.

In an instant, a drop of dazzling golden blood slowly seeped out, like a shining star falling to the earth.

However, the moment this drop of blood appeared, Mo Xiaoye's expression, which was originally full of joy and expectation, suddenly froze.

Because she knew very well that she was now at the level of a supreme god, and every aspect of her body had evolved to perfection, even her blood was no exception.

At this moment, she had no idea whether she could find Zhao Zhao's mother with the help of the divine blood.

But in this vast world, the only person who is related to Zhao Zhao by blood is himself.

Despite the myriad of thoughts in his mind, the drop of golden blood still fell steadily onto the array plate.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling golden light burst out from the array disk, like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, illuminating the entire space.

A golden butterfly with wings shining with mysterious light flew out from the array.

It circled around Mo Xiaoye lightly, and then rushed towards the south without hesitation, as fast as lightning.

Mo Xiaoye did not dare to be negligent at all and followed the golden butterfly closely.

Along the way, she crossed mountains and rivers, overcame countless obstacles, and finally arrived at a place thousands of miles away from her starting point.

Here, a magnificent and majestic manor stands before your eyes.

The estate is set on a vast expanse of land, surrounded by lush trees and blossoming gardens.

In the center of the manor, there is an ancient and elegant palace, which is towering and solemn.

From time to time, monks in blue and white robes shuttled among them. Some of them were in a hurry, while others were leisurely and contented, adding a bit of mystery to this quiet place.

Right above the main hall hangs a huge plaque with four characters written in a flamboyant style: "Gongsun Mansion."

Mo Xiaoye's heart moved, his eyes flickered slightly, and he thought to himself: Could this be the family that Gongsun Xiaozhu, whom I met before, belongs to?

Could it be that Zhaozhao's mother was rescued by them and accepted as a member of the Gongsun family?

In this case, wouldn't it be ungrateful for me to kill Gongsun Xiaozhu...

However, there was no time to think about too much at the moment. The most urgent task was to find the whereabouts of the people first! Even if they really owed me something, at most I could give them some compensation in the future.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaoye quietly used a method of invisibility, and then strode in without hesitation.

When she entered the hall, she saw that the interior was decorated in an extremely magnificent and beautiful way, but she had no intention of appreciating it. Instead, she was concentrating on staring at the spirit butterfly formed from her own blood, which only she could see.

The Gongsun family is a prosperous family with thousands of descendants.

Moreover, they are all practitioners and their strength should not be underestimated.

Among them, the one with the highest level of cultivation is Gongsun Qingyao. He is the leader of the Gongsun family and the only one in the entire family who has reached the peak of the Concentrated Spirit Realm. As for the other elders, there are only two who have the cultivation level of the initial stage of the Concentrated Spirit Realm.

Just considering this kind of combat power, it is no exaggeration to say that it is enough to rank among the top ten in the outside world.

Not long ago, when this respected old patriarch of the Gongsun family learned that he needed to go to Yinzhou to participate in an exchange meeting, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation and curiosity in his heart.

It is said that this invitation letter came from the hands of a monk from the lower fairyland, and its mysterious color is irresistible.

Therefore, the old patriarch resolutely decided to bring the most accomplished person in the family, and his gifted and highly anticipated granddaughter, Gongsun Xiaozhu, to embark on this unknown journey.

Time flies, and now more than a month has passed since they set out, but surprisingly, Gongsun Xiaozhu and Gongsun Qingyao have not returned yet.

This news was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples and plunging the originally peaceful and harmonious Gongsun family into panic.

Various rumors came like a tide, and one of them was particularly eye-catching: it was rumored that Gongsun Xiaozhu and Gongsun Qingyao had been brutally killed because they accidentally offended a powerful being.

Faced with such a situation, the two cultivators in the state of concentration from the Gongsun family could no longer suppress their inner desire for power and were drawn into this fierce struggle.

For a time, the entire Gongsun family split into two major camps, fighting openly and secretly against each other and refusing to give in to each other.

However, Mo Xiaoye chose to stay out of the disputes within the Gongsun family and did not care at all.

At this moment, she was following a nimble butterfly slowly towards the back mountain.

I saw the psionic butterfly flying happily across the flat ground like a dancing elf.

Mo Xiaoye felt puzzled, so he carefully extended his spiritual sense downwards.

To her great surprise, there was a long and deep corridor below!

As his spiritual consciousness explored deeper and deeper, as if traveling through an endless void, he finally arrived at a strange space...

There is actually a huge prison here, which holds many male and female prisoners.

Each of them was dressed in tattered, dirty clothes, their hair was disheveled like straw, their faces were haggard and full of pain, and they had obviously suffered inhuman torture.

What's even more tragic is that their hands are tightly bound with heavy iron chains and firmly connected to the cold and hard walls.

Mo Xiaoye's eyes flickered slightly, and she thought to herself: "It seems that no one in the Gongsun family is a good person!" Just then, she noticed a nimble spirit butterfly slowly landing on one of the women.

The woman was covered in dirt and grime, her tattered clothes were stained with blood, her once jet-black hair had now turned as white as snow, and her face was covered with deep and shallow wrinkles, like an 80-year-old woman who had experienced many vicissitudes of life.

In an instant, Mo Xiaoye froze and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Immediately afterwards, her figure turned into a dazzling green light, instantly penetrated the ground, and flew to the side of the woman at an astonishing speed.