Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend-Chapter 901 - 770: Mutual Confessions

Feng Xun’s guess was only half correct.

Ye Lingyue’s fusion with the Four Spirits inherently contained the idea of mutual opposition and suppression, and with Feng Xun’s blood, it magically split the Nine Dragon Chant into two.

Feng Xun’s eyes slightly darkened, and the black Nine Dragon Chant in his hand trembled slightly.

Two sword grooves were carved into the black male sword, with earth and fire spirits flowing within them.

Only a "squeak" sound was heard, as Ye Lingyue had already drawn the female sword.

Unlike the male sword, the female sword showed no sense of rejection towards Ye Lingyue. It felt like it was tailor-made for her—lightweight and slender, as if weightless in her hand.

Upon closer inspection, the female sword had two meridian-like sword grooves, representing the water and wood spirits.

Fire produces earth, water produces wood—perfectly complementing each other’s attributes, blending into the two swords like a dynamic and a static element.

"At least I’ve refined a sword I can use. Feng Xun, what exactly did you say this killing weapon is... Also... when you transferred Primordial Power to me earlier... Feng Xun, is there something you need to tell me?"

Ye Lingyue paused, looking at Feng Xun.

Ye Lingyue had wanted to ask these questions for a long time but had always delayed doing so.

However, since Feng Xun had personally proposed to her, she felt that some things must be said.

Feng Xun gripped the male sword tighter.

After tonight, he also knew that many things could no longer be hidden.

"Ling Yue... did you already guess? I... I am actually..." Feng Xun said with difficulty, intending to reveal everything he had buried deep in his heart.

"Feng Xun, don’t speak yet. I actually have some things to tell you." Ye Lingyue noticed Feng Xun’s distress.

Her heart slightly ached, as if she had already guessed what Feng Xun was about to say.

She decided to tell Feng Xun about Hong Meng Heaven and the Qian Cauldron.

Since they were to be husband and wife, they needed to be candid.

She wanted to tell Feng Xun that no matter who he was... she would accept him and be with him for eternity.

Before Ye Lingyue could speak, a shadow of haze crossed Feng Xun’s brow, and his figure leapt, landing beside Ye Lingyue.

But at that very moment, a rumbling explosion sounded from the inn.

The roof, which had prohibitions set up, suddenly exploded.

Hahaha—

The sky erupted into fits of laughter.

Feng Xun had already touched the hem of Ye Lingyue’s garment when suddenly a beam of light descended from the sky.

Ye Lingyue’s body was enshrouded by the beam, vanishing from his sight instantly.

Angry amber eyes burned in Feng Xun’s gaze.

He leapt up, disregarding his injuries, leaping into the sky.

The agitated Primordial Power rampaged crazily within his body.

Amidst cracking sounds, Feng Xun’s bones transformed rapidly.

A vivid black Totem on his injured back quickly spread like thorns, forming a sinister ghost face across his chest.

The man’s towering silhouette resembled a lone eagle, arrogantly dominating the sky.

The terrifying Primordial Power fluctuations spread across the sky, creating layers of Primordial Power waves, shaking the heavens over several miles.

In that moment, even heaven and earth trembled.

Wu Zhong’s rage stormed through the clouds, frightening the moon into hiding behind them.

The sky was already devoid of people, and Ye Lingyue’s trace was nowhere to be found.

Just now, when Ye Lingyue was swept away by the strange light pillar, he sensed a powerful force appearing nearby.

Squinting into the distance, several figures were swiftly moving beyond Sifang City.

Damn it, it was his negligence.

He didn’t even realize someone had approached the inn.

"Ling Yue!" Wu Zhong roared angrily, becoming a shadow, streaking like a shooting star across the sky.

Wu Zhong’s angry shout, along with the Primordial Power wave erupting fiercely in the air, instantly alerted everyone deep within the City Lord’s Mansion of Sifang City.

The Sifang City Lord, who was still celebrating the reunion of the Long Family grandfather and grandson turned pale.

Monk Nan Jiu and Yue Mei also set down their cups simultaneously.

"This pressure?"

Such aggression, killing intent overflowing.

The three of them turned pale, and without a moment’s hesitation, their figures vanished, heading rapidly in the direction the fluctuation originated from.

The inn had already disappeared.

All that remained was rubble left by the shattered prohibitions.

But when the three arrived, they saw Zitang Su already standing in the air above the inn, his usually calm face covered with ice-cold fury.

"Lord Zitang, that Primordial Power fluctuation, was it Ghost Emperor Wu Zhong?"

What other force could make the three, including the Sifang City Lord, change their faces than the ghost emperor.

Recalling earlier when An Qiniang died suddenly at the inn, and now another inn was instantly destroyed.

The Sifang City Lord’s old face was dark, almost ready to squeeze out water.

"This is outrageous! Ghost Emperor Wu Zhong is truly brazen. This inn? Was it the one where Ye Lingyue and Family Head Feng were staying?"

The Sifang City Lord looked closely and suddenly remembered that this inn was precisely where Ye Lingyue, Long Baobao, and others had stayed earlier.

The inn had now become ruins, with people from the City Lord’s Mansion arriving continuously to rescue the wounded.

The Sifang City Lord even spotted Long Baobao and Little Wuya among the crowd, with Long Baobao insisting on entering the ruins despite Long Huai’s urging.

"Hunyuan Sect."

Zitang Su stared at the ruins, a layer of iciness gathering in his eyes.

He suddenly vanished before the three.

The Sifang City Lord and others were at first stunned, then Monk Nan Jiu patted his forehead.

"Not good, this trouble probably involves more than just the ghost emperor; it may also concern the Hunyuan Sect. Friend Ye has probably been captured by Hunyuan Sect people."

An Qiniang was dead, and how could Hunyuan Sect simply ignore it?

They must have come for revenge, mistakenly taking Ye Lingyue as the murderer of An Qiniang and abducting her.

Judging by earlier momentum, the visitor was likely Hunyuan Sect’s Sect Master An Ruosong.

An Ruosong was narrow-minded, vengeful, and probably wouldn’t spare Ye Lingyue.

The Sifang City Lord finally understood.

This World’s First Refining had truly been one turmoil after another.

Three-Life Valley and Fiery Sun Sect were involved, and it didn’t stop there; Hunyuan Sect was also entangled.

What the Sifang City Lord couldn’t figure out was why Ghost Emperor Wu Zhong suddenly appeared.

"Alas, this matter began because of me. We should catch up quickly and clarify the misunderstanding, so that An Ruosong doesn’t harm Miss Ye’s life." The Sifang City Lord was full of guilt.

"Alright, I’ll have Chong Treasure track Friend Ye’s aura." Monk Nan Jiu also showed anxiety, and the three of them, guided by Chong Treasure, followed the remains of Ye Lingyue’s aura, chasing beyond Sifang City.