Chapter 200: Wangqing Palace
Chapter 200: Wangqing Palace
Qin Xuan rolled his eyes in annoyance.
Indeed, Qing Ning had some conflicts with him previously, which had been thoroughly ignited.
But ever since he killed Ye Feng, Qing Ning had been completely bewitched by him.
As a love-struck fool who had already given herself to him, how could she possibly abandon him?
Moreover, looking at those blood-stained characters, it didn't look like a sign of someone walking away and leaving things behind.
With a wave of his hand, Qin Xuan dispersed Qing Ning's setup, while a thought stirred in his mind.
Soon, Elder Qingxin arrived by flying through the air.
The moment he saw Qin Xuan, his eyes turned blood-red. He rushed forward, grabbed Qin Xuan by the neck, and roared, "You aren't dead, how are you still not dead!? You deceived Ninger so miserably! If it weren't for you, how would Ninger have left the Yaochi Sacred Land!?"
Deep within Elder Qingxin's Soul, Qin Xuan had already planted a mark.
As long as Qin Xuan stirred a thought, this cheap father-in-law would perish.
Elder Qingxin was so agitated because he truly cared about his only daughter, Qing Ning.
He was seeking justice for his daughter.
At the same time, Qin Xuan was even more curious.
During the time he was away from the Yaochi Sacred Land, what exactly had happened to Qing Ning?
Why would Elder Qingxin lose control to the point of madness the moment he saw him?
"The news wasn't sent back by me. Isn't it a bit too unreasonable for you to be angry at me like this?"
Qin Xuan stood tall in front of Elder Qingxin.
Regardless of how hard he used his hands, his expression remained unchanged.
With the Chaos Hongmeng Body, added to the Dragon-Elephant Domain-Suppressing Scripture, Qin Xuan's physique was now strong to an unimaginable degree.
Even though he only had the cultivation of the Heavenly Human Realm, even Elder Qingxin, a Saint, could hardly hurt him.
"It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, how would Ninger have agreed to join the Wangqing Palace!?"
Elder Qingxin's Face turned beet red, as if he were someone whose throat had been gripped by fate.
Tears welled up in his murky eyes, and he roared in great pain, "Those bastards from the Wangqing Palace set their sights on Ninger after you left the Yaochi Sacred Land."
"Ninger used the excuse of cleaning your residence to refuse them in every way possible. But when the news that you were murdered by the Third Prince was sent back, for two whole days, Ninger stayed inside this residence, refusing to come out, not even seeing me, her father!"
"It wasn't until the day before yesterday that she took the initiative to find me, kowtowed to me three times, cursed herself for being unfilial, and then left with those scoundrels from the Wangqing Palace!"
"If it weren't for Ninger wanting to avenge you, why would she join the Wangqing Palace for no reason? Qin Xuan, you deserve to die! You really deserve to die! Since you were still alive, why couldn't you have come back two days earlier? Why did you have to wait until Ninger entered the Wangqing Palace to return!"
Elder Qingxin collapsed to the ground, exhausted, his fists continuously pounding the floor, tears rolling down his Face.
He muttered brokenly, "Kill me. Ninger has forgotten love; what meaning is there for me, her father, to live on?"
Qin Xuan frowned and asked Leng Li suspiciously, "What kind of force is the Wangqing Palace? Why have I never heard of it before?"
Inside the small tower, Leng Li thought for a moment before slowly saying, "A very mysterious organization that rarely appears in the world. It is mostly active in the territory of the Mingyue Dynasty and rarely comes to the Ziyang Empire."
"If they took a fancy to Qing Ning, it must be because there are some unique aspects about Qing Ning that they targeted."
Leng Li curled her lip, looking as if it were just the same old thing with a new name, and said, "Regardless of whether what Qing Ning said before was true or false, from now on, you will no longer have this thoughtful little maid. The Wangqing Palace likely Cultivates the Taishang Forget Love Sutra, gradually forgetting the seven emotions and six desires, becoming a heartless machine that only knows how to kill."
"Since Qing Ning went to say goodbye to her father, I'm afraid she is even prepared to forget this emotion."
"If the Third Prince hadn't died, she might have really been able to eliminate him in the future."
Qin Xuan's furrowed brows gradually relaxed. Looking at Elder Qingxin, who was sitting on the ground like a rascal, he said in annoyance, "Stop crying!"
Elder Qingxin wailed, "I only have one daughter. You make it sound so easy; it would be better to kill me for relief!"
Qin Xuan said in a deep voice, "I promise you, I will definitely bring Qing Ning back safe and sound!"
"I guarantee she won't forget you, her father, okay?"
He was annoyed just seeing Elder Qingxin now.
At his age, his temper was like a firecracker, igniting at the slightest touch.
If he couldn't beat him, he would throw a tantrum. A Saint, actually sitting on the ground, crying loudly?
However, Qin Xuan couldn't be too heartless.
If he didn't give Face to Elder Qingxin, he at least had to give some Face to Qing Ning's father.
After all, Qing Ning joined the Wangqing Palace because of him.
This sentiment should not be betrayed.
Elder Qingxin lifted his murky eyes, "You have a way? You know where the Wangqing Palace is?"
Qin Xuan nodded, "Naturally I have a way. It is in the Mingyue Dynasty; it is not convenient for me to say more specifically."
He had no damn way.
Even whether the Wangqing Palace was in the Mingyue Dynasty was a big question mark.
He dared to be so certain because he was convinced in his heart that Qing Ning, this Daughter of Luck, would absolutely not meet with an accident.
For others, entering the Wangqing Palace meant becoming a heartless killing machine, perhaps even killing the relatives they used to cherish.
But for a Daughter of Luck, this was an Opportunity.
It only required a catalyst for her to awaken from this heartless and unrighteous state.
To mold a moving and tragic drama.
"Is this true?" Elder Qingxin wiped away his tears, staring intensely at Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan felt his back go numb from being stared at by the old man, nodding repeatedly while waving his hands, "True, you go first, I will gradually launch a rescue plan."
Elder Qingxin turned and left. After stepping over the threshold, he turned back and specifically emphasized, "Qin Xuan, I am very satisfied with what you said, but I really dislike your attitude. Don't forget, if you have children with Ninger in the future, I am your child's grandfather!"
Qin Xuan sighed helplessly, squeezed out a smile, and waved, "Goodbye, Elder."
"Hmm!" Elder Qingxin nodded with satisfaction before disappearing.
Qin Xuan shook his head with a bitter smile, "A few words were enough to cause such a huge change in his state of mind; he really is simple-minded!"
Leng Li couldn't help but interject, "That depends on whose guarantee it is. You first defied and fought Ning Wuya, later brutally abused the Saint of the Butian Holy Land, and now you have even escaped unscathed from the Third Prince's seven Saint King Realm guards. You have created too many miracles; what you say is enough to be taken seriously!"
"I also think that perhaps Qing Ning will really return safely; perhaps she might even gain great benefits!"
Qin Xuan smiled self-deprecatingly and chuckled carelessly, "Then my charm really is quite big!"
He looked at the empty residence.
He had previously thought about recruiting a few more Daughters of Luck to make his little nest lively.
Now, things were good—the number of Daughters of Luck hadn't increased, but one had run away instead.
The key was that the fire in his belly, ignited by Saintess Yao Yao, still hadn't been extinguished.
The Natural Charm Physique was too enchanting.
Coupled with the status of the Holy Master of Yaochi, the multi-faceted bonuses made Qin Xuan unable to calm down even now.
He always felt that the evil fire would flare up from time to time.
"Go find Mu Qingxue?"
The moment this thought arose, Qin Xuan extinguished it.
It was inappropriate; he shouldn't give Mu Qingxue a candy just when he had a need.
That would make her arrogant due to being favored.
All previous efforts would be in vain, like drawing water with a bamboo basket!
"Breakthrough first, then talk!"
Qin Xuan waved his hand to close the residence door, sat cross-legged in the living room, took out two Heavenly Human Realm Dao Fruits, and swallowed them one after another.
As the cool medicinal power slowly circulated, the door of the residence was opened from the outside with a key.
A woman, whose extremely evil and prominent bosom would catch one's eye at a single glance, walked in gracefully.
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