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Lan Xi’s attitude was resolute, her voice was powerful and firm, and her aura was overwhelming, "I am the Supreme of the Demon Realm, on the same level as you. Matters unrelated to me, I have no interest in interfering, but my belongings, you’d best not touch!"

The Heavenly Emperor had nothing to say and could only make excuses, "He stabbed my son, and now the wound cannot heal. If no explanation is given, he must die!"

Lan Xi looked at Mi Xi beside her, took out the Seven-Colored Immortal Soil and Blood Third Seven from the Blood Jade Fan, and handed them to him, "Go heal him, I will wait here."

Mi Xi nodded, then stepped out from the black cloud and landed in front of the Heavenly Emperor.

"The Sovereign instructed, this Blood Third Seven and Seven-Colored Immortal Soil, once melted, can heal the Crown Prince’s wound.

Just take me there. Once the Crown Prince is treated, I ask the Heavenly Emperor to release Shaoqing.

" Mi Xi’s attitude was relatively respectful, giving the Heavenly Emperor a way out.

Yet, Lan Xi hid within the black cloud, not showing herself, but her immense presence like a mountain made everyone present feel alarmed and frightened.

Shaoqing was covered in wounds, dripping with blood.

He stared blankly at the black cloud, his throat seemed blocked with cotton, unable to utter a word.

Mi Xi went to treat Crown Prince Ya’s wound, and no one present dared to say a word or even breathe loudly, fearing they would anger both the Heavenly Emperor and Lan Xi.

Eastern Palace.

Ya lay on the bed, and besides his severe injuries, what pained him even more was that even his own father deceived him.

Everyone deceived him, yet he foolishly believed he would marry Lan Xi, to make her his bride, only to find out it was just a life-sustaining Golden Lotus Root.

Without Lan Xi’s soul, it was nothing.

He had let Lan Xi down; during her most difficult and desperate times, he knew nothing.

Mi Xi pushed open the doors of the Eastern Palace, glanced at the man on the bed, then sat beside him, speaking coldly, "Where are you hurt?"

Ya did not expect Mi Xi to appear there, "Why are you here?"

"To heal you!" Mi Xi glanced at Ya and saw bandages wrapped around his arm, then took the initiative to unwrap them and began treating his wound.

"Blood Third Seven and Seven-Colored Immortal Soil!" Ya widened his eyes, staring at the items in Mi Xi’s hand.

No one understood their value better than he did.

Once, he and Lan Xi risked their lives to obtain a bit from the Blood Demon Sea.

Lan Xi did it to treat Shaoqing’s wounds, could it be she knew of Shaoqing’s secret back then?

"At least you recognize it!" Mi Xi melted the Seven-Colored Immortal Soil and Blood Third Seven, watching as Ya’s wound healed.

He then stood up expressionless and said, "Done!"

As he turned around, Ya grabbed his sleeve, "Where is Lan Xi? Is she well?"

Mi Xi’s steps halted, his calf stiff and unable to move.

He was silent for a while, then looked back at Ya, sneering, "Are you concerned for her?"

"Why can’t I be?" Ya struggled to get up from the bed, his face still pale as paper.

Mi Xi coldly withdrew his sleeve, looking at the noble Ya before him, filled with ridicule. "You’re not worthy!"

"What did you say...?" Ya clenched his fists, anyone would feel uncomfortable being ridiculed like this.

Mi Xi stared at him unceremoniously, "Do you know why she fell into the Demon Path?"

Ya: "..."

"Back then, the Primordial Demon Dragon was seriously injured, and Lan Xi was also wounded.

She entrusted the following pursuit of the Demon Dragon to your father and went into seclusion.

Her wounds that required eighty-one days to heal, she carelessly emerged in just over thirty days.

The reason being, your father let his subordinates slack off, indifferent to tracking the Primordial Demon Dragon.

Resulting in the Primordial Demon Dragon spreading plague in the mortal world.

Thirty days in heaven, thirty years in the mortal world.

Do you know what happened to the mortal world? "

Mi Xi’s face was full of coldness as he said, "She was seriously wounded, yet ascended the altar. She saved the world, absorbed the plagues of the world, cleansed the mortal world’s hostility and filth, but what she got in return was your father joining forces with the Heavens to take her life."

"Let me ask you, where were you at that time?" Mi Xi grabbed Ya by the collar, eyes sharp as blades piercing his eyes, "You wanted to marry her with all your heart. But what have you done for her? Risked deadly situations for the Divine Artifact, did you ever exert any effort for her?"

Mi Xi’s words were like knives twisting in his heart.

"So, what right do you have to marry her, to be with her for eternity?" Mi Xi released Crown Prince Ya, coldly turned and left in big strides, "In this life, Lan Xi and I, bear a grudge against your Heavenly Clan."

Mi Xi’s words echoed like explosions in Ya’s ears.

He always thought he was the only one worthy of Lan Xi, yet unexpectedly, he was so useless.

After Mi Xi returned, he reported to the Heavenly Emperor that Crown Prince Ya’s wound had healed, confirmed by palace attendants.

The Heavenly Emperor had no reason to keep Shaoqing any longer.

Mi Xi then took the injured Shaoqing and left the Immortal Realm under Lan Xi’s lead.

On the way, Shaoqing was exhausted and eventually fainted.

Demon Palace.

Mi Xi personally treated Shaoqing’s injuries, and after an hour, Shaoqing woke up.

"Where is Lan Xi?" he asked.

Mi Xi patted his clothes and said indifferently, "I don’t know!"

After returning to the Demon Palace, she disappeared.

It’s likely she’s avoiding him, unwilling to see him.

Shaoqing didn’t say much, he took the Heavenly Sword and left the Demon Palace.

He was going to find her!

Ya shook his head helplessly.

He didn’t know what happened between Lan Xi and Shaoqing.

During the Priest’s ceremony, Shaoqing was absent, but now he has returned.

Yet she deliberately avoids him.

Underworld Mansion.

Lan Xi and Xiao Gu sat together under the moonlight, holding wine jugs.

Xiao Gu was already drunk, her eyes barely open.

Lan Xi raised her head and took a sip of the wine; compared to the heavenly brew the Heavenly Emperor once gifted her, this wine was much more bitter.

"Lan Xi sister, you seem to have something on your mind today." Xiao Gu swayed her dizzy head, leaning on Lan Xi’s arm.

Lan Xi gently glanced at her and sighed, "It’s good to be young and naive. Growing up always brings worries."

"Oh! Brother said, when a woman has something on her mind, it must be because she likes someone." Xiao Gu muttered, words just instinctively coming out.

Lan Xi raised her head, took another sip of wine, feeling her tongue go numb.

Does she have someone she likes?

Seems like she does!

She hid herself because she felt guilty, she lied to him that day. Also, because she was no longer as beautiful as before, looking unsightly compared to even a mortal.

She did not want him to see her like this.

"Lan Xi sister, who is the one you like? I think, there shouldn’t be anyone in this world worthy of you." Xiao Gu, already drunk, lay on the table, muttering to herself.

Lan Xi took a deep breath, then drank all the wine in the tanker.

After a while, Bu Qiao came over with two jars of wine, sat beside her, and said, "At this rate, even the Underworld King’s Mansion will run out of wine because of your drinking."