She became a god

Ye Mengying is indeed the seventh child in the Ye family, and the expression on Mingxiu's face when he spoke did not seem fake.

Ye Qingzhou then asked, "When did you die, and how did you die?"

"It is said that ten days ago, the Ye family discovered that Ye Mengying's natal lamp had gone out. Ye Mengying's younger sister, Ye Mengwan, searched for a long time in the Underworld Sea, but could not find Ye Mengying's soul. After the Ye family's powerful figures made calculations, they discovered that Ye Mengying's soul had been scattered."

For other cultivators, if they lose their physical body and cannot seize another body or rebuild their cultivation in time, they can only enter the cycle of reincarnation through the Nether Sea. But for cultivators in the Netherworld, death is simply going home. If they want to rebuild their cultivation, it is not a difficult task.

The person who killed Ye Mengying clearly didn't want to give her soul a chance to return to the underworld, so they even strangled her primordial spirit.

But... Ye Mengying was clearly rescued by Qingluan and brought back to the Underworld, so how could this be...?

"Did Ye Mengying offend someone and get killed after returning to the Underworld?" It was Long Yan who said this. He paid close attention to Qingluan's movements and knew that Qingluan had saved Ye Mengying.

In Longyan's view, there was no way Ye Mengying could have died under Qingluan's nose. The only explanation was that after Ye Mengying was sent back, another enemy took action.

"Alas, I wonder who Miss Ye Qi offended. She disappeared several months ago, and the Ye family didn't send any powerful figures to rescue her. Miss Ye Qi had to pay for someone to rescue her herself. Unexpectedly, ten days ago, the Ye family discovered that her life lamp had gone out."

The moment the Ye family decided against saving her, Miss Ye's death was already a foregone conclusion. Now that she's dead, it's quite laughable that the Ye family is holding a funeral for her.

The cultivator gave a mocking smile, accepted the spirit stones from Long Yan, and left.

Ye Qingzhou and the other demon were left standing there pondering. "Zhouzhou, did that cultivator mean that Ye Mengying never came back?"

Ye Qingzhou nodded with difficulty; they both realized a problem.

If Ye Mengying died without ever returning, wouldn't Qingluan, who was escorting her, also be in grave danger?

"Brother Longyan, let's go back quickly and tell the Demon Lord about this!"

……

Ten days ago, a hundred miles outside the border of the underworld.

“Cousin Ying, I am a cultivator from another race, so I will not go in. You may go back on your own. I should also be leaving.”

For most Golden Core cultivators, a journey of a hundred miles takes only a minute. The Underworld is where Ye Mengying grew up, so there should be no danger there anymore.

"Leave? You think you can leave?"

The Five Dragon Wheels pierced through the air, striking directly at the Azure Phoenix. If struck, it would be either dead or seriously injured.

Undeterred, Qingluan wielded the Qian Sword, one of the top-grade Earth-level attack magic weapons, the Qiankun Twin Swords, and engaged Xiaofeng in battle.

"Take this from my crutch!"

Qingluan quickly blocked the attack with her Kun sword, thus dispelling its power.

The twin swords of Qiankun danced in Qingluan's hands, quickly suppressing the two from Canghai Pavilion.

"Xiyu, Xiaofeng, although you are geniuses, you dare to challenge me, the King, when you have only just entered the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm. You are too bold."

A palace-style silk ribbon flew backward, and Ye Mengying cried out, "Be careful!"

The newcomer was none other than Lianxiang, and in her hand was the Frost Moon Silk, a high-grade Earth-level offensive magic weapon.

Qingluan smiled slightly, and with a flick of her hand, a Pure Lotus Demon Flame appeared, forcing Gong Ling to retreat step by step.

"Lianxiang, I admit that your cultivation is above mine, but when it comes to magic treasures, elixirs and talismans, none of you can hold me back."

The rain of talismans successfully held off the three members of Canghai Pavilion for a moment.

Qingluan embraced Ye Mengying and flew towards the border of the underworld. "Don't be afraid, I'll take you home right away."

With tears in her eyes, Ye Mengying thanked her, "Your Highness Qingluan has been so kind to me, I really can't bear to leave..."

Upon hearing this, Qingluan sensed something was amiss, but it was too late.

A dagger plunged straight into his heart, and blood gushed out.

"You're not Ye Mengying? How could you possibly break my Phoenix Feather Robe?"

Phoenix Feather Robe, a low-grade Heaven-level defensive magic treasure, protects against weapons and poisons.

Ye Mengying chuckled, "Your Highness is indeed intelligent, but it's a pity you discovered it too late. My name is Hua Rong, and I wish Your Highness to see my true face."

A phantom figure gradually emerged from Ye Mengying's body, while Ye Mengying's body and soul gradually turned into blood mist, becoming nourishment for Hua Rong.

The clouds yearn for her garments, the flowers for her face; the spring breeze caresses the balustrade, heavy with dew. If not seen atop Mount Qunyu, she will surely be met beneath the moon on the Jade Terrace.

Hua Rong is as beautiful as she is; she is born with a beautiful face, but she is full of malevolent energy, and one can faintly see the karmic burden that binds her.

What a terrible sin this is!

"Your Highness, am I beautiful?"

Qingluan covered her wound, swallowed a bottle of healing pills, circulated her breath to heal, and ignored everything else.

"Is Your Highness blaming me?"

"Doesn't Your Highness want to know why I was able to break your phoenix feather robe?"

"For Your Highness's sake, I specially researched a fragrant powder-like poison: Qiong Shang. Aren't you moved?"

After taking the pill, Qingluan felt a little better and her breathing became more stable. "Ye Qingzhou's illness in Qingcheng was not due to acclimatization, but because he was poisoned by you at that time."

I possess a phoenix feather robe, which is why you've been pestering me these past few days—not out of concern for Lan Xin's well-being, but to harm me.

"A powerful cultivator at the late stage of the Void Refinement realm, residing within the body of a mere Golden Core cultivator, and conspiring with three other Void Refinement cultivators to harm me—are you trying to start a war with the demon realm?"

Hua Rong smiled sweetly, "Your Highness, Canghai Pavilion dares not fight against the demon realm. Rest assured, I cannot bear to kill you."

Qingluan sneered, "What do you mean you can't bear to part with it? You're clearly just too afraid."

Under heaven, apart from a madman with no ties to his name and a madman's madness, who would dare to kill her, the Phoenix Clan's Azure Phoenix?

The wrath of a demon lord at the Great Perfection of the Mahayana stage is not something the mere Canghai Pavilion can withstand.

"What exactly do you want?"

"Your Highness, if I were to say that I'm after you for who you are..."

"If you utter another word of nonsense, I will self-destruct my primordial spirit."

It's impossible for him to self-destruct; it's just a tactic of threat.

But Lianxiang and the others still dared not gamble. "Your Highness Qingluan, Canghai Pavilion has no intention of being your enemy. Just hand over the Flying Snow Bracelet."

The Flying Snow Bracelet is a top-grade Earth-level defensive magic treasure. It was left to Qingluan by the fallen Feng Wanwan. Qingluan cherishes it very much and is reluctant to use it, fearing that she might damage it in battle.

But if I don't give him this treasure today, I'll be lucky to escape with my life.

"for you!"

Qingluan threw the Flying Snow Bracelet far away, then transformed into its original form and fled at high speed.

Lianxiang did not seek credit, but instead struck Qingluan with a palm. Qingluan lost her balance and spilled countless drops of blood essence, but still managed to leave.

Xiyu asked, "Aren't you going to pursue her?"

While collecting essence blood, Lianxiang replied, "As the saying goes, don't pursue a desperate enemy. Qingluan is a demon, we can't kill her, and keeping her alive will only cause trouble. However, my palm strike just now is enough to make Qingluan forget things from the last few decades, so that she won't come looking for revenge."

Hua Rong sighed softly, "Then I will never see Your Highness again."

Lianxiang warned, "Hua Rong, Qingluan is not a cultivator you can imprison. And your existence is a secret of Canghai Pavilion, and must not be exposed."