The cannon fodder heiress trembled with fear after being recognized as a member of her family.

Han Lingzhi has started having dreams again recently.

The events in her dream were a mix of reality and fantasy, making it difficult for her to discern the truth.

However, the ending she experienced in her dream had given her nightmares for several days.

However, there was no thunderous punishment in the dream, nor was there the woman in green.

Han Lingzhi always felt that the things in her dreams were real.

She was indeed sent to a foreign land for political reasons. After her marriage, she and her husband lived in harmony. Her eldest sister married the third prince and became his concubine.

Five or six years later, the eldest sister wrote to ask for help, and her husband led troops to help. It was during that time that the country was destroyed, and she went from being a queen in a foreign land to a slave.

The Third Prince was defeated, but the Eldest Sister still had the Xu Prince's Mansion as her backing, and she also married the Second Prince, who had just ascended the throne, as his concubine.

Han Lingzhi trembled as she recalled how, in her dream, Han Yueshi was still pampered and spoiled when she died.

She never wants to experience the things in her dreams again.

Since Han Yueshi has changed her mind and wants to marry the Second Prince, why don't she go to the Third Prince's residence?

While the two sisters were thinking about marriage, Han Cuiyin was busy on the cold pool, not daring to stop.

"Miss Han, are you listening?" Luo Jingqian asked after he finished speaking.

"I'm listening," Han Cuiyin said, multitasking as she worked on repairing two magical artifacts while also listening to what was happening in the Leaf Village. "Lord Luo, are you saying that only the capital of the Great Ye Dynasty has this custom of avoiding the Ghost Festival?"

Luo Jingqian stood on the small boat, looking up at Han Cuiyin, and only came back to his senses after hearing her question.

Their eyes met unintentionally, and then Han Cuiyin looked away and gazed at the moon.

"Your zither can be repaired in six months. After it's repaired, you need to nurture it in your dantian for another six months before you can use it." Han Cuiyin came down from mid-air and landed on the small boat. "By then, your spiritual power will have recovered, and you should be able to use it more easily."

She didn't realize she was speaking too soon. Once outside of Qing Shuang Mountain, their spiritual power was useless in ordinary areas of Konoha.

The small boat moved slowly forward in the cold pool, creating ripples.

"Lord Luo, has a large-scale battle taken place in the capital?"

After easing the awkwardness, Han Cuiyin finally had the mind to ask about the Ghost Festival.

When she was in the capital, her wooden fish had unintentionally purified the impurities once, so it shouldn't have come out so quickly again.

During the Ghost Festival, the gates of hell open, and many wandering spirits roam freely, generally refraining from harming people.

Only when a great deal of resentment accumulates will it affect mortals.

"The founding emperor of the Great Ye Dynasty obtained his throne in a dishonorable way," Luo Jingqian said without hesitation when recounting the royal secrets. "The common people near the capital were all buried alive. The defending general refused to surrender, so the founding emperor used plague to attack the city, and everyone in the city died from the disease. Later, they set fire to everything in the city, burning it for a full sixty days..."

Upon hearing this, Han Cuiyin gasped. "No one came to stop it? None of those cultivators or those at the Innate Realm came out?"

In the Realm of Immortality, she killed no fewer than ten thousand people.

However, she only dealt with people from the demonic path, those who committed evil deeds in the mortal world and used the lives of ordinary people to cultivate.

Such a major event happening in the mortal realm cannot be ignored by anyone.

"Back then, there was a cultivator by the side of the founding emperor who was the ancestor of Mo Changdao, the national teacher. He dealt with all the cultivators who disapproved of this matter one by one." Luo Jingqian said with regret when he recalled the events of that year.

“Those who aid and abet evil will surely be punished by heaven. When he undergoes his tribulation, isn’t he afraid of being struck by lightning and reduced to ashes?” The Buddhists believe in karma and retribution, and that the way of heaven is cyclical. Han Cuiyin did not believe that the Mo family’s ancestor could escape this calamity.

“Of course he couldn’t escape the calamity, but he went to the Yan family’s Grand Array Master and asked for a world-changing array,” Luo Jingqian paused for a moment, “that is, the Yan family you know.”

The Great Ye Dynasty existed for thousands of years, while the Yan family was trapped in Yan Family Village in the Pinglian Mountains for thousands of years. There is such a connection between them.

"The ancestors of the Mo family used the great formation given by the Yan family to make some changes to it, thus avoiding the lightning tribulation and preserving the Mo family's fortune for a thousand years."

"But after that, the Heavenly Dao seemed to restart, and the spiritual energy of the entire wood industry seemed to be drained, causing some small sects to wither away rapidly."

"And the sects that were lucky enough to survive all went into seclusion! Tens of thousands of years ago, the Konoha world had its lineage broken. A thousand years ago, because of the selfish interests of the Mo family ancestor, the entire Konoha world suffered.

"It was from that time that strange things began to happen in the capital during the Ghost Festival. People with weak constitutions would die inexplicably that night. This went on for a hundred years before the royal family realized something was wrong."

"Later, the custom of avoiding the Ghost Festival arose. The Mo family was the safest, followed by the palace. In recent years, Qing Shuang Mountain has become an excellent place to hide."

Luo Jingqian listened to a lot in one breath, and Han Cuiyin suddenly realized, "No wonder the Yan family patriarch's lineage wanted to return to the capital. Back then, the direct branch of the Yan family lived freely in the Pinglian Mountains. After they returned, they were trapped by those cultivators in a formation within a year. The Yan family members cannot easily leave the Pinglian Mountains."

Fortunately, those people didn't go too far, and the direct descendants of the Yan family could still come and go freely.

It was only after several hundred years that the direct descendants of the Yan family were murdered and misled, leading to their current state.

Han Cuiyin quickly deduced what happened back then by making connections with everyone, and she felt even more contempt for the Yan and Mo families.

Both families had ancestors who were selfish and self-serving, so this outcome is not unreasonable.

The Mo family has dwindled in number, and now only one sickly male remains.

This young master Mo has been plagued by strange occurrences since childhood. If it weren't for the many guards around him, he would probably have lost his life long ago.

Last time he slacked off from the guards to go out for fun, he encountered danger, and it was Han Zhen who saved him.

It was because of this life-saving grace that Mo Changdao agreed to secretly help Han Zhen for five years.

Only after connecting all the events from her past and present lives did Han Cuiyin finally understand what had happened.

"It's a good thing that my maternal uncle really wants to take over Xiaojing'ao. If the Yan clan members inside are innocent, they can stay."

Luo Jingqian expressed his thoughts, and then added, "A thousand years ago, the Yan family produced a master of formations. I never expected that the last hole he left behind would be in Xiajing'ao. Although a cunning rabbit has three burrows, this person really only cares about his own people."

"There's no time like the present, so let my parents go there tomorrow. But we'll need to borrow Qingshan and Qinghe for a while."

Han Cuiyin made a decision. Two days ago, her eldest and second uncles used the illusion array she left behind to expose the true form of the clan leader's lineage.

Almost every member of the Yan clan practices martial arts. After learning about the Yan family's plight, everyone felt insecure, fearing that the clan leader's lineage might one day absorb their lifespan and luck, thus trapping the clan leader's lineage.

Yan Qingping's surrender at this moment is only a delaying tactic. If her parents want to take over that place, he will probably fight to the death.

Although her adoptive father recovered quickly from his injuries, he was still not as agile as usual when he fought.

"Qingshan, go with them. Qinghe will stay at the manor to protect the Yan family. Neither the Han family nor the Luo family are easy to deal with; they've both come here this time."

"Alright, my eldest uncle and cousin are leaving tomorrow, so I feel more at ease with Qinghe there."

After careful consideration, Han Cuiyin agreed, and indeed, things were getting more and more lively at the manor.

The next day, at the crack of dawn, Zhao Feilan led Qingshan to the village at the foot of the mountain to pick up Yan Erwen, and the three of them headed straight for Xiajing'ao.

As Han Cuiyin had predicted, the area down the mountain was indeed becoming increasingly lively.