Quickly Transmigrate to Save the Child of Heaven

Over the next few days, sunlight streamed down the landscape, illuminating a slowly advancing carriage. Mu Yao and Feng Xi sat side by side at the front, their hands tightly gripping the reins as they steered the carriage towards Qilin Mountain. Inside, Mu Sheng closed the door tightly, completely immersed in his cultivation, never taking a single step out.

Time slipped by, and finally, they arrived at their destination—Qilin Mountain. Mu Yao gracefully dismounted the carriage, her graceful figure like a dancing fairy. Feng Xi followed suit, and the two of them parked the carriage securely to the side, carefully checking the harness to ensure it was secure.

To ensure Mu Sheng's absolute safety during his training, Feng Xi formed seals with her hands and chanted a few words. A shimmering barrier quickly rose, enveloping the entire carriage. This barrier acted like a transparent shield, protecting against any possible dangers or interference from the outside world.

After doing this, Mu Yao and Feng Xi turned together to look at the scene before them. However, to their astonishment, the once towering and undulating Qilin Mountain had now become a vast expanse of flat land! The once lush forests had disappeared, replaced by an endless expanse of empty plains, with no trace of the former majestic mountain range.

Feng Xi raised her hand slightly, muttering something to herself. A brilliant light burst forth from her hand, instantly enveloping the entire space. As the light gradually faded, a vivid scene unfolded before Mu Yao's eyes.

The Qilin Mountain in the picture should have been a peaceful place full of vitality and a gathering place for all kinds of monsters, but now it was covered in billowing smoke, flames shot up into the sky, and the shouts of killing were deafening. Mu Yao stared at the scene with wide eyes, looking at it in disbelief.

In the scene, she clearly saw her father secretly colluding with Concubine Zhao. With a sinister expression, Concubine Zhao instructed the alchemists beside her to use the Mountain-Severing Talisman to exterminate all the demons in Qilin Mountain. The alchemists quickly produced ten talismans emitting powerful energy, chanted an incantation, and hurled them towards Qilin Mountain. Instantly, the sky collapsed, the earth cracked, huge rocks fell, and the entire mountain was on the verge of collapse.

Countless great demons rushed forward recklessly, using their flesh and blood to resist the disaster. Some transformed into massive shields, while others cast shield spells with all their might, all to ensure the safe escape of the younger demons. However, the outsiders had already been surrounded by numerous alchemists, making it impossible to escape. Despite the great demons' desperate resistance, they were ultimately outnumbered. Blood stained the ground, and the bodies of innocent demons lay scattered across the ground.

The entire Qilin Mountain seemed to weep, the trees trembling, the rocks wailing. And just then, Mu Yao suddenly witnessed a heartbreaking scene—her father had set a trap and successfully captured Mu Sheng! Then, his father cruelly had Mu Sheng's memory erased, using this as a threat to Mei Nu. Deprived of her magical powers, Mei Nu had no choice but to surrender to his capture to save her beloved son.

The scene shifted, revealing the enchantress's agony after losing Liuli Heart. Her face was distorted, and her shrill screams echoed through the air. A moment later, the enchantress transformed into the powerful and sinister Wrathful Woman. She was subsequently imprisoned in the dark and damp dungeon of the Mu family, never to see the sun.

The scene then shifts again, revealing Mu Sheng, who has somehow stumbled into a dungeon. Seeing the shivering woman in the corner, he feels a surge of familiarity. The woman, upon seeing this, hatches a plan and begins to coax Mu Sheng into submission with sweet talk. The naive and kindhearted Mu Sheng quickly falls for it, believing her and learning how to reverse-write runes. Ultimately, with Mu Sheng's help, the woman escapes the dungeon.

However, no one could have imagined that this series of events would trigger a series of terrifying chain reactions. After regaining her freedom, the resentful woman possessed him and launched a frenzied revenge on the Mu family, thus kicking off a brutal massacre... When Mu Yao woke up, she had already fallen to the ground in tears. Feng Xi looked at Mu Yao and asked, "Ah Yao, are you still resentful?"

Mu Yao slowly shook her head, her eyes revealing deep remorse and regret. Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, "This is the consequence my Mu family deserves. We are truly ashamed of the innocent lives of Qilin Mountain, and even more so of Ah Sheng's mother. If it weren't for my father's greed and secret collusion with Concubine Zhao to cast the vicious Forget Worry Curse on the Marquis of Qingyi, how could Mei Nu be so heartbroken? And my father wouldn't have had the chance to catch him, and the many lives of Qilin Mountain might still be living safely today... Sister Feng, now that things have come to this, what do you think I should do?"

Feng Xi looked up at the sky, her eyes firm and full of hope. She said in a sonorous voice, "Since things have already happened, let us work together to change the world! Let all the kind monsters in this world have a world of their own. Only in this way can we make up for the sins committed by your Mu family. As for Ah Sheng, don't tell him the truth for the time being. After all, in the darkest and most helpless moment of his life after losing his mother and memory, you, as his sister, are like a warm and bright light to him, illuminating and guiding his way forward! So, please be nice to Ah Sheng and don't let him get hurt again." Mu Yao smiled and nodded. When she was about to speak again, she suddenly heard a crisp and cheerful voice from behind: "Sister, Sister Feng, what are you doing here?" As the words fell, Mu Sheng ran towards them with excitement on his face like a lively little deer.

When he ran closer, Mu Yao reached out and gently rubbed Mu Sheng's little head, her eyes full of doting, and said with a smile: "We were just saying that our Ah Sheng is such a sensible and good child!"

Feng Xi, who was standing nearby, fixed her gaze on the brother and sister before her. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly as she whispered, "In the next few years, I'm afraid we'll have to settle down in Qilin Mountain."

Mu Sheng couldn't help but look puzzled after hearing this. He blinked his big eyes and looked around, asking in confusion: "Qilin Mountain? But where is the mountain here? Sister Feng, did you get the wrong place?"

A subtle trace of guilt flashed across Mu Yao's face, but she quickly regained her composure. She pursed her lips gently and slowly explained, "Something happened here before, which is why it has become like this now."

Mu Sheng looked around curiously, nodded thoughtfully, and then said, "It seems that something very big must have happened here, otherwise how could even a mountain disappear!"

Feng Xi said seriously, "Okay, you two go pick up some firewood! We need to make a fire to cook, and we also have to build a wooden house tomorrow." Mu Yao and Mu Sheng looked at each other, nodded obediently, turned around and walked towards the woods, and began to look for suitable firewood.

Upon seeing them leave, Feng Xi quickly pulled out the mysterious and powerful Lingtian Pen from her space. This pen was no ordinary artifact, a divine tool specifically used for drawing spells and arranging formations. Its power should not be underestimated. With a gentle wave of her hand, the tip of the pen traced a graceful arc through the air, gleaming with a faint light.

Feng Xi then carefully pulled out five flags of varying colors, each radiating an ancient aura, from her spatial treasures. These five flags were no ordinary possessions; they were innate treasures she had painstakingly collected from the fantastical and adventurous world of Journey to the West. Each flag held boundless power and mysterious laws.

Feng Xi understood the importance of this formation. To ensure that the entire Qilin Mountain was enveloped in an impenetrable formation and barrier, becoming a safe and secure refuge for the demon race, she must give it her all. So, with complete concentration, she dipped her Lingtian brush into spiritual energy and sketched intricate and exquisite rune patterns on the ground. As she wrote, the runes seemed to come alive, shimmering with brilliant light and gradually connecting and merging.

At the same time, Feng Xi chanted incantations, guiding the surrounding spiritual energy to continuously converge into the forming formation. Under her control, the five-sided flags slowly rose, flying to the five directions of Qilin Mountain and firmly piercing the ground, forming a pentagonal formation.

With the final stroke, the formation was complete. Instantly, a powerful wave of energy emanated from Qilin Mountain, radiating outwards. The previously tranquil forest suddenly became turbulent. However, this energy lasted only a moment before gradually subsiding and eventually vanishing, leaving Qilin Mountain shrouded in a transparent barrier imperceptible to the naked eye. The area had suffered severe damage, leaving it devastated and in ruins. To restore vitality to this land, she knew it was essential to plant precious spiritual plants. These plants would not only beautify the environment but, more importantly, emit a rich spiritual energy that would greatly benefit the cultivation of the demon race.

However, before she could begin planting the spiritual plants, she still had one crucial task waiting for her to complete—to liberate the souls of those who had tragically died unjustly on Qilin Mountain. With a compassionate heart, she chose to sit down cross-legged on the spot without hesitation, gently clasped her hands, and began to recite the ancient and mysterious Lotus Sutra.

Just as Feng Xi recited the first word of the scripture, a magical scene occurred! A dazzling light of merit suddenly emerged from her body, like a brilliant golden sun, illuminating the entire Qilin Mountain. Then, this light quickly spread out, like a warm spring breeze blowing across the earth. In an instant, the entire Qilin Mountain was shrouded in a golden glow, a breathtaking beauty.

At the same time, countless souls trapped here were also inspired and slowly rose up. Bathed in this sacred golden light, they seemed to have been reborn, gradually shedding their past pain and resentment, and soaring towards the lofty sky.