The divine beast recognized its master, and the dragon girl, destined to kill him, went to the spiri

At this time, the Imperial Master's Mansion

The divine power and the aura of the Great Dao within Su Shaohuai's Phoenix Vein were continuously being transferred into Ye Wanqing's body, but the wound in her heart and soul showed no signs of healing.

He frowned slightly as he looked at Ye Wanqing, whose face was gradually turning pale. His expression was full of anxiety and heartache. He didn't expect that after not seeing her for a long time, he would see Wanqing like this when he saw her again.

Su Shaohuai suddenly realized something and withdrew his hand, muttering, "This shouldn't be the case. Wanwan has clearly consumed the heart blood of the Xuanming and Ming clans' royal families, so why is her heart injury still so severe?"

Seeing the injury to his soul gradually devouring all of Ye Wanqing's mind and mental strength, Su Shaohuai frowned slightly, and the spiritual power in his hand turned into a sharp blade, slashing fiercely into his phoenix bone.

In an instant, a bright jade like crystal appeared, flashing with a bright red light.

That is the purest source of power within the phoenix bone, the phoenix marrow.

After Su Shaohuai took out the phoenix marrow, his face turned visibly pale. He tried his best to transport the phoenix marrow into Ye Wanqing's dragon bone, and the injury to her heart and soul began to stop.

At this moment, an unknown force erupted from Ye Wanqing's body, instantly forcibly peeling the phoenix marrow that Su Shaohuai had worked so hard to smelt out of his dragon bones, and the phoenix marrow returned to Su Shaohuai's phoenix bones again.

What's going on?! Why is my phoenix marrow ineffective against Wanwan's heart and soul injuries?!

Thinking of the injuries Wanwan suffered in the forbidden area of the Nether Clan, Su Shaohuai frowned slightly, while Wangshu outside the house had obviously been waiting for a long time.

"Master Imperial Master."

Su Shaohuai withdrew his divine power and asked, "Why is the heart blood of the Xuanming and Ming clans royal families ineffective against Wanwan's heart injury?"

Wangshu lowered his eyes, a strange expression on his face. "That shouldn't be the case. Logically speaking, the wounds to the soul caused by the Xuanming Grass should be healed immediately by the blood of the two Xuanming clans."

Wangshu arrived in front of Ye Wanqing, only to find her face still pale. Her eyes flickered slightly, and the dark energy in his hands gradually enveloped her body. He didn't know what he had detected, and his pupils shrank slightly, and he was shocked. "The seal of the Xuanming Grass has been released?!"

"What do you mean?"

At this moment, Wangshu looked at Ye Wanqing with unprecedented respect.

"Master Imperial Master, it is well known that the Xuanming Grass must be supported by itself. Its greatest benefit is its ability to reunite the three souls and seven spirits, but there is also a more secret restriction that is only known to the successive lords of the Xuanming and Ming clans."

"Reuniting the three souls and seven spirits is inherently against the laws of nature. The reason the Mysterious Nether Grass can exist and is not restricted by the laws of nature is because it was originally formed by the power of the laws of nature."

"The reason why my two Xuanming clans are fighting for the right to possess the Xuanming Grass is because it inherits five parts of the power of the Heavenly Dao. Whoever obtains it will have a great opportunity destined by heaven."

"Besides reuniting the three souls and seven spirits, it also has an even more powerful effect. However, throughout history, only those who have broken its seal know it, and the one who breaks the seal is the owner of the Xuanming Grass."

And there is one thing that Wangshu did not say. Ancient books say that whoever can break the seal of Xuanming Grass will become the destined person to change the existing trajectories of the Xuanming and Ming clans.

If the prophecies in the ancient books are true, that would be good. At least from now on, the Xuanming and Ming clans will no longer be staring at each other covetously and standing in opposition.

Su Shaohuai's expression suddenly tensed up, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. He clenched his hands and then unclenched them again, a bitter smile flashing across his face.

It turns out that it is all true. If it is God's will and everyone's heart is willing to do so, and that person is her, then I am willing to do it.

At this moment, the maid outside the palace hurried over and said, "It's bad, Your Majesty, the Xuan Clan army has already assembled outside the Nether Clan's formation and it looks like they are ready to attack at any moment."

Wangshu stood up suddenly, "What?!"

……

On the other side, in the dream

Ye Wanqing's consciousness was once again pulled into a hazy chaos, but with the experience of the previous times, she was obviously much calmer this time.

In the hazy darkness, a large number of unfamiliar scenes appeared before my eyes.

"Wow, it's my little sister, it really is my little sister! My little sister is so cute, so cute. I will keep all the beautiful things for my little sister."

……

"Without my permission, I wonder who among you dares to take my daughter away."

……

"It is destiny that determines the fate of all people."

"Destiny? Ha, then I have violated your destiny."

"But if not, she won't live past the age of five. Please, God, please calm down."

……

Ye Wanqing couldn't see the faces in the picture clearly, nor did she know what exactly happened to them, but before she knew it, a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

Who are they? What sister? And whose destiny is this? Does destiny really exist?

At the same time, a slightly childish child's voice sounded in her ears.

"Woo—I'm finally awake. I've slept for so long that my bones are stiff. Ah, so it was you who broke my seal."

Not far away, a little elf wearing a green dress and with two or three leaves on its head flew over, circled around Ye Wanqing a few times, and nodded slightly.

"Wow, beautiful sister, you have extraordinary bones, special bloodline, and stunning appearance. You are especially suitable to be my master. What do you think? Are you interested? I guarantee it will be a very profitable deal."

The tears in Ye Wanqing's eyes faded away. She narrowed her eyes slightly, and a vague guess formed in her heart, "You...Xuanming Grass?"

The elf blinked, "Yeah, what do you think? Are you interested in being my master?"

Ye Wanqing pursed her lips slightly, thinking of the special nature of the Xuanming Grass. She crossed her arms over her chest and said, "Not interested. Let me out."

Xuan Ming was startled. Eh? Why was it a little different from what he expected?

He began to look nervous. "Hey? Why aren't you interested? Are you interested? Please, please be interested. I'm amazing. Not only can I reunite the three souls and seven spirits, I can also... can also..."

"Oh no! I slept for too long and forgot what else I could do! Oh no, oh no, oh no, Xuanming, please remember quickly, what else can you do? Something is wrong, something is wrong, how could I have forgotten this, no, no, no."

Ye Wanqing pursed her lips and couldn't help but hold her forehead. At this moment, Qianji, who had been sleeping for a long time in the space, suddenly woke up. It seemed that there was a strange force attracting her.

Ye Wanqing seemed to sense the strange feeling in her heart, and in the blink of an eye, Qianji appeared outside the space.

Suddenly, the two elves looked at each other.

"It's not you... Why do I feel a little familiar, as if I have seen you somewhere before."

"I wanted to say that, too."

"Wait a minute, you are Xuanming?"

"Wait, you're not the one pulling the trigger, are you?"

"what!!"

"Ah! You, damn it! How dare you show up? I'll beat you to death!"

Suddenly, a strange light flashed, and Qianji turned into a little girl, beating Xuanming, who had turned into a little boy.

"Your sister, you left without saying a word at first, and now you show up again without saying a word. Do you really think I'm born to be submissive?"

"It's unfair. I was sleeping, sleeping! I really didn't leave quietly. Ah! Help, Master, help me. You broke my seal, and the fateful contract has been signed. If I were beaten to death, you wouldn't feel good either, Master! Help me, killing the elves is unjust!"

Seeing that Ye Wanqing showed no reaction and instead calmly sat down to practice, Xuanming spoke repeatedly.

"Oh yes, Master, I remember now. I have another role, which is to cultivate your dragon marrow!"

Ye Wanqing's eyes suddenly opened and she stood up abruptly. "What did you say? Dragon marrow!"