Yan Ran Qingcheng, alone, was long accustomed to trivial matters and spoke without reservation: "I am a descendant of gods, the only one. A long, long time ago, this was an ordinary free nation until Liuli Qian Suo appeared. He once slaughtered everyone in the nation and renamed it the Forgotten Kingdom. He is a demon, a devil, the executioner of the eternal era of the Free Nation. His existence in this world is to await his judgment, to be cast into the eighteen levels of hell, to never reincarnate until his soul is annihilated and he can find no peace!"
Ming Zhi Tian felt cold sweat trickle down his back: "So venomous..."
Without experiencing others' suffering, one cannot preach kindness. Ming Zhi Tian naturally understood and found it inappropriate to say more.
Yan Ran Qingcheng collected her thoughts. This was not the time for sorrow. "Your name is Ming Zhi Tian, right?"
Ming Zhi Tian nodded: "That's right, what's up?"
Yan Ran Qingcheng said, "You've killed so many Law Guards; you are already a mortal enemy of Liuli Qian Suo. Now, we are like grasshoppers tied to the same rope. We shouldn't stay here long; they will find us soon. If you trust me, follow me."
She tore open a rift. Ming Zhi Tian said, "Are you afraid I'll eat you?"
Tearing open spatial rifts one after another, Ming Zhi Tian followed her practiced steps. They evaded patrols along the way and arrived at an underground entrance in the city.
A drop of cold sweat appeared on Ming Zhi Tian's cheek: "You're really brave, daring to enter the city center."
Yan Ran Qingcheng was unconcerned: "Don't forget, the former master of this place wasn't Liuli Qian Suo!"
Ming Zhi Tian could only give her a thumbs-up: "Yes, yes, yes, everything you say is right."
Entering the underground passage, this was no mere sewer but a clean tunnel, exuding an ancient and timeless aura, yet showing no signs of decay. It was remarkably new, with ample airflow. The architect must have been as skilled as Lu Ban to have constructed such a spacious underground passage.
Soon, Yan Ran Qingcheng led him to a hidden hideout. She lay down on the bed with practiced ease: "Make yourself at home. I need to recover from my injuries quickly and then seek revenge on Liuli Qian Suo."
Ming Zhi Tian blinked: "Aren't you afraid of death? And you still want to seek revenge on that Araaso?"
Yan Ran Qingcheng took a deep breath to alleviate the pain: "This is the only reason I live."
This one sentence clearly stated why she lived. It was because she carried the grudges of her clan. From a very young age, before she even understood the warmth and coldness of human relationships, she was already burdened. Centuries passed, and it was still the same.
The Hall of Punishment...
The Great Pharaoh personally welcomed twelve experts at the God-Sealing realm: "Welcome, envoys. We humbly ask for your indulgence for any shortcomings."
The lead envoy said, "We are pursuing a woman wanted by the God King, named Yan Ran Qingcheng. Have you seen her?"
The Great Pharaoh shook his head: "No, but we are recently apprehending a celestial senior from the outside. Is he somehow connected to the woman mentioned by the envoys?"
The lead envoy waved his hand: "Do not concern yourself with that. For now, cooperate fully with these envoys and pursue Yan Ran Qingcheng with all your might!"
The Great Pharaoh replied respectfully: "Yes! As you command!"
"Guards! Inform all the Pharaohs to fully cooperate with the twelve honored envoys and await their command. No delays!"
In just three hours, Yan Ran Qingcheng's divine body naturally repaired itself, her wounds completely healed. She stood up.
Ming Zhi Tian, thinking she needed something, asked: "What's wrong?"
Yan Ran Qingcheng said, "We can move now."
Ming Zhi Tian couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Your injuries..."
"They're already healed," Yan Ran Qingcheng said with satisfaction.
Ming Zhi Tian approached and saw her. Yan Ran Qingcheng said, "You turn around first."
Ming Zhi Tian nodded and turned away.
Yan Ran Qingcheng shed her white outer garment, removed her bandages, and then took out new clothes from her storage bag to put them on.
"All done."
Ming Zhi Tian turned around and saw the faint, alluring white silk, his gaze momentarily lost.
Yan Ran Qingcheng rebuked him playfully: "Had enough looking?"