"After saying these words, he locked himself away in the tomb chamber. And that tomb chamber vanished from sight right under everyone’s nose. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel※fire.net
After the funeral, the other Mu Family Members returned to the Capital, while his descendants stayed in Heishi City, partly to guard his tomb and partly in hopes of finding the tomb chamber to enhance their cultivation and avenge their ancestor’s blood feud.
Unfortunately, thousands of years have passed, and still none of his descendants have found his final resting place.
And his descendants in Heishi City have branched out and multiplied, leading to today’s offshoot of the family; though on the surface they’ve flourished, they’re actually surrounded by enemies lying in wait, and the slightest misstep could lead to their clan’s annihilation," Mu Rui’an sighed, his gaze fixated on Mu Hanyan.
"Dad, I understand. Since the relics of our ancestor Tian Lie have fallen into my hands, I naturally won’t let his descendants suffer or allow anyone to harm them," Mu Hanyan said seriously, understanding her father’s meaning.
"That’s good to hear. The Great Elder and Second Elder have made it clear they’re gunning for you, and I was really afraid you’d hold a grudge against them," Mu Rui’an said with relief.
"Don’t worry, I won’t," Mu Hanyan replied with a smile.
Even though the Great Elder and Second Elder have been at each other’s throats over their personal interests and have repeatedly targeted her, they still recognized the greater good and had their limits. Although she might have some grievances, she wouldn’t go as far as to bear a grudge.
Moreover, having warmed up to the younger generation like Mu Nan and Mu Yuying, and getting along quite well, she certainly wouldn’t tear the Mu Family apart for them; on the contrary, she would make every effort to guard the clan’s safety.
"Alright, I’ll be leaving now, you should rest well," Mu Rui’an said tenderly as he stroked Mu Hanyan’s hair and walked towards the door, shaking his head and murmuring to himself as he went, "It wasn’t easy at all, thousands of pounds heavy, how did she manage to carry it back."
Still preoccupied with that, Mu Hanyan looked on, half amused, half exasperated, as her father’s figure receded into the distance.
Once Mu Rui’an had left, Mu Hanyan leaped onto the bed, quite tired indeed. It was time for a good rest to rejuvenate her spirits.
Closing her eyes, Mu Hanyan’s mind quickly drifted into a haze of oblivion.
"Divine Martial descends upon the world, commanding heaven and earth; Divine Martial descends upon the world, commanding heaven and earth." A bold and unrestrained voice seemed to echo in her ears, so distant, as if coming from millions of years ago.
Was it an illusion? Stretching lazily, Mu Hanyan clutched her head and fell into a deep sleep.
Unaware in her Deep Sleep, at this very moment, high above in the sky, strands of light as thin as silver threads were piercing down from all directions. In the sunlight, these fine threads were hardly noticeable, but as they all converged in Mu Hanyan’s small bedroom, they formed a beautiful and surreal interplay of magical light and shade.
Mu Hanyan felt nothing but warmth and refreshment enveloping her, and she slept even more soundly, completely oblivious to the fact that the brilliant and dazzling light was wrapping around her like flowing water, purifying her body and meridians, and unknowingly expelling all impurities from within her.
Above her head, blurred yet mysterious shadows appeared, wielding a Longsword, hair flowing, their outlines indistinct but their valiant bearing discernible, and through the haze emitted an unparalleled majesty.
The shining halos cast upon her sleeping face highlighted her defined yet gentle features, adding a softness that might render her devastatingly beautiful were she to dress as a woman again.
On a distant continent, within the silence of the wilderness, in that ancient palace, an old man suddenly opened his eyes.
In front of him, on a worn and ancient Star Plate, small sparks of starlight began to emerge. Though the starlight was faint, it was dazzling in the dark hall."