Mo Ci raised her head, gazing at Sikong Ling.
Thinking of the arrogant demeanor Sikong Jing had shown at the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, she couldn’t help but feel a murderous intent in her eyes, but she immediately withdrew it, revealing a faint expression.
"Wang Ge, it’s rare for sisterhood among disciples to be deep."
"Don’t worry, your Senior Sister Wang Qing is on a mission and should be back after some time."
At this point, Mo Ci’s eyes narrowed slightly.
She clearly knew that Wang Qing had been blasted into pieces by Sikong Jing’s sword and was dead beyond any doubt, but Mo Ci wouldn’t tell Sikong Ling, nor would she reveal anything about the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace just yet.
Mo Ci was even more aware of how much Sikong Ling hated Wang Qing.
Yet she pretended not to know and even purposely mentioned their deep sisterly bond.
In doing so, she could stabilize Sikong Ling’s emotions and ensure that her "Supreme Forget Love Technique" remained unshaken.
Indeed, Sikong Ling’s emotions finally stabilized. Playing with Wang Qing’s death was one of the motivations for Sikong Ling to keep living.
After letting out a sigh of relief, Sikong Ling asked, "Master, your injuries..."
"It’s nothing serious, no trouble at all."
Mo Ci interrupted without explaining what she had encountered during her trip or why she was badly injured.
Sikong Ling did not pursue the matter further and instead said softly, "Master, I don’t want to stay and cultivate in the sect anymore. I want to go out and gain more experience for a while."
Sikong Ling was very afraid on her own, and she wanted to numb herself with battle and experience, or else she might go mad.
However, a cold light flashed in Mo Ci’s eyes.
By now in the Long Night Empire, there were surely many places discussing her Wangyou Sect being defeated by the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, and Sikong Jing’s name was well-known. Sikong Ling might hear something sooner or later.
Until Sikong Jing was confirmed dead, Sikong Ling must not be informed.
Mo Ci pondered for a moment and then smiled, "Alright, then you will leave now with the Great Elder to the West Land, visiting places like the Heavenly Dao Academy. This training journey will last six months."
Instantly, Sikong Ling froze. Heading to the West Land meant distancing herself from the Long Night Empire.
She immediately shook her head, "Master, I don’t want to leave the Long Night Empire. I want to..."
Sikong Ling wanted to say, I want to go back home and visit.
But before she could finish, Mo Ci interrupted again, "What use is there staying in the Long Night Empire? There are no young talents here who can match you. The West Land is where you need to go."
Instantly, Sikong Ling opened her mouth, her expression turning sour.
Suddenly, Mo Ci seemed to realize and said, "I understand, you want to go back home to find your brother, right? That can’t be done for now. Remember the human-shaped demon beast? My recent trip was because of it..."
"And it’s in the Minglong Mountain Range, it has been attacking our Wangyou Sect members. It’s too dangerous for you to go there now!"
Sikong Ling’s eyes widened slightly, and she clenched her fists softly...
The human-shaped demon beast was in the Minglong Mountain Range, and it was still attacking people from the Wangyou Sect. Was it summoned by her dead brother to save her, was it exacting revenge for her brother?
"How about this, when you come back in six months, I will personally take you back home."
"By then, my injuries would have mostly healed as well."
Mo Ci, unaware that Sikong Ling had had a deep interaction with the human-shaped monster, made a firm promise.
And Sikong Ling, gazing deeply at Mo Ci, could only agree reluctantly.
Afterward, she left Mo Ci’s palace, her figure flickering as she muttered, "Brother is already dead, going back home is pointless."
"But in six months, I must fully absorb the tears of the Absolute Night Wolf King."
"That way, I can go to the Minglong Mountain Range to find that human-shaped demon beast, and it will tell me... the whereabouts of my sister-in-law."
Sikong Ling had never forgotten the instructions of the human-shaped demon beast.
After absorbing all the tears of the Absolute Night Wolf King, the human-shaped demon beast would then reveal the whereabouts of his sister-in-law. Although he did not know why it was necessary to absorb the tears, Sikong Ling trusted the human-shaped demon beast more than anyone else in the Wangyou Sect.
Half a day later, Sikong Ling had packed her belongings and, along with the Great Elder of the Wangyou Sect, left the sect.
They were bound for the broader western region of the East Plain Northern Land, where the Three Great Academies and the geniuses of various sects were located.
Inside the palace, Mo Ci’s eyes gleamed darkly.
"Wang Ge, six months from now, your brother will die again before your eyes," he said.
"Spend these six months diligently Cultivating to grow stronger, and the Great Elder will ensure you hear no news of your brother."
At this, Mo Ci couldn’t help but laugh sinisterly.
Even before Sikong Ling had departed, Mo Ci had instructed the Great Elder to absolutely not let Sikong Ling hear any news about Sikong Jing, and especially not to let her see the list from the East Plain Thousand Dominator List.
Suddenly, Mo Ci spoke softly, and immediately several elders appeared inside the palace.
"Go straight to the Long Night Imperial City," he commanded.
"Keep a close watch on the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace. The moment Sikong Jing is alone, seize him."
Having said this, Mo Ci’s eyes filled with a cold smirk, fully confident that there would come a time over the six months when Sikong Jing would be alone.
He couldn’t escape...
However, just at that moment, an elder hesitated and said, "Sect Master, I just saw a decree from the Long Night Empire. Sikong Jing has been expelled from the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace and is currently missing."
As the words fell, Mo Ci’s smug look suddenly froze, then turned murderous.
"The Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, I swear I will annihilate you!"
"With Sikong Jing missing, he will surely hide as best as he can... With only six months, where do I even begin to look?"
At this moment, Mo Ci was like a shrew cursing in the streets, driven to madness, a far cry from his earlier smugness.
Six months, now reduced to only six months...
The Long Night Empire was vast, finding Sikong Jing was like searching for a needle in a haystack, and after six months, if he couldn’t bring Wang Ge back to her hometown, she would definitely despise him.
Mo Ci harbored a sky-high killing intent towards the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace!
And just as Mo Ci was in a frenzied state, suddenly someone reported: "Sect Master, someone from the Long Night Empire requests an audience, claiming they have clues about Sikong Jing’s whereabouts..."
Mo Ci’s eyes lit up, he immediately met with the visitor and bluntly asked, "Sikong Jing, where is he?"
A middle-aged man arrived, smiling as he said, "Sect Master, I was sent by Eldest Prince Ji Tan. We don’t have a clear idea of Sikong Jing’s whereabouts, but... we know someone who definitely does."
"Who?" Mo Ci asked coldly.
The middle-aged man said deliberately, "Beigong Xianfeng!"
Inside the Ancient Dragon Seal Tower at the Eighth Branch of the Holy Dragon Palace... Boom!
A torrent of True Qi burst forth explosively, releasing a fearsome Divine Dragon aura. Sikong Jing, who was meditating within, slowly opened his eyes and whispered, "The Divine Dragon Meridian is complete, and I have reached the Daoist Martial Realm."
After several days of secluded Cultivation, Sikong Jing had finally fully realized a meridian of the Golden Divine Dragon.
At this moment, that meridian was emitting a rolling Divine Dragon aura within his body, joining together the seven main meridians of the Six Symbols Heavenly Dragon, instantly transforming the power that originally belonged to the Six Symbols Heavenly Dragon, centering it around the Golden Divine Dragon meridian.
This also showed how fearsome the Golden Divine Dragon was, with just one meridian conquering the Six Symbols Heavenly Dragon.
And for this, Sikong Jing broke through the Xuantian Five Realms in one fell swoop, reaching Daoist Martial.