"Yue’er!" Xuanyuan Cang lunged forward, but it was in vain.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t grasp her!
He was human, devoid of spiritual power and techniques, unable to touch the soul, let alone prevent the closure of the underworld.
Helplessly, he watched his beloved being trapped and taken away, transforming into a mad dog, glaring fiercely at Nanli.
"I want you dead, I want you dead!" He shouted in anger, and in that instant, a few strands of vengeful spirits flew up.
They feared neither sunlight nor formations.
Everyone was shocked, fearing that Nanli wouldn’t be able to stop them.
However, Nanli formed a seal, her fingers reaching forward, dispersing the vengeful spirits into nothingness.
She knew that Xuanyuan Cang’s power came solely from the Seven-Star Spirit Pearl.
And now, the pearl was within her reach, she could summon it!
"Come back!" Xuanyuan Cang was still puzzled by her shouting, but unexpectedly, the Spirit Pearl in his embrace grew scorching hot, slowly shifting!
He reached out and held it, the Spirit Pearl shimmering like silver light, suddenly flying towards Nanli.
No, this was his treasure!
How could it be summoned by Nanli ?
His voice got stuck in his throat as he saw the Spirit Pearl about to fall into Nanli’s hands.
However, he didn’t expect a figure to appear beside her, striking out with a palm, causing the air to tremble.
The entire palace shook!
Nanli froze, still instinctively trying to retrieve her Spirit Pearl.
But the raging wind hindered her, causing intense pain in her chest.
Such formidable techniques, who is this person!?
Not only that, as she focused her gaze, she couldn’t see the woman’s face clearly.
It seemed like she used some technique to conceal her appearance and aura.
The woman forced Nanli to retreat, intending to pursue her victory.
A blade appeared in her hand, aimed directly at Nanli’s chest.
Deafening! The woman raised her eyes, meeting a pair of sinister, pitch-black eyes.
It was none other than Ye Siheng, who arrived just in time, embracing Nanli while using his other hand to block the woman’s attack.
A hint of surprise flashed in the woman’s eyes.
She didn’t continue to engage with Ye Siheng, instead, she swung her blade towards the empty space.
The Spirit Pearl shattered in response!
Golden light scattered.
Nanli and the Spirit Pearl were once one, and now that it shattered, she let out a muffled groan, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Ye Siheng was greatly alarmed.
They wanted to surround and attack, but the woman reached out and took Xuanyuan Cang, disappearing without a trace.
The tremors ceased along with her disappearance.
If it weren’t for Xuanyuan Cang truly vanishing, they would have thought that the woman had never appeared, and nothing had happened.
Nanli had already lost consciousness.
Ye Siheng, with an unusually anxious expression, lifted her up and urged Qing Feng to quickly summon the imperial physician.
"Quick, take the Sixth Miss to the side hall," Emperor Muwu shouted.
Ye Siheng glanced at the shattered Spirit Pearl on the ground, furrowing his brows slightly.
He said, "Bring this along as well."
This must be the thing she had been searching for all along.
But why did the pearl shatter, causing her to be severely injured and cough up blood?
Chu Hanlin and the Shen family were stunned.
They didn’t have time to think further, picking up the two halves of the pearl and heading to the side hall together.
The imperial physician hurriedly arrived.
Upon feeling Nanli’s pulse, he only mentioned that her vitality was injured, unable to diagnose anything else.
Seeing this, Ye Siheng instructed the imperial physician to prescribe medicine.
At this moment, Nanli slowly regained consciousness.
Beside her bed, Ye Siheng breathed a sigh of relief. "A’li, are you alright?"
The pain within Nanli’s body had already dissipated, but her complexion remained pale.
She sat up, refusing assistance from Ye Siheng.
Without needing to ask, Ye Siheng had already spoken, "The bead shattered, your parents have it."
Nanli gritted her teeth, a hint of hatred flashed in her eyes.
"Who is that woman and where did she come from? She actually destroyed my spiritual bead."
Hearing their daughter’s voice, Chu Hanlin and Lady Shen hurriedly entered the room.
Their eyes were red, clearly having shed tears just moments ago.
"Li’er, you’re awake. Are you still in pain?" Shen anxiously asked.
Nanli gently shook her head, assuring them that she was fine, then asked, "Mother, what about my bead?"
"Here." Shen took out a handkerchief, inside of which was the broken spiritual bead.
The bead was crystal clear, but now it had lost its luster.
Nanli reached out to touch it, but could no longer sense any power emanating from it.
She gnashed her teeth in frustration, realizing that the bead was useless now.
She would never be able to harness its power again.
"Li’er, actually..." Shen paused, looking at Ye Siheng.
"It’s fine." Nanli said, "The prince should know everything."
From the depths of her heart, she trusted Ye Siheng.
It was a peculiar feeling.
After hearing this, Shen no longer hesitated and said, "Your father and I are certain that when you were born, you were holding this bead."
Chu Hanlin continued, "We were astonished at the time. You were just a newborn, yet you held onto it so tightly that we couldn’t separate you from the bead. But the next day, the bead was gone. We searched thoroughly but couldn’t find it, and eventually, we stopped paying it any mind."
Ye Siheng opened his eyes slightly.
He had heard of babies being born holding some kind of jade pendant, said to be a mark from their past life, but holding onto a bead was something he had never heard of before.
Nanli was even more shocked.
As she had suspected, there was no original owner.
She was a transmigrator!
It seemed that she had lost the spiritual bead as soon as she was born, causing her soul to be incomplete, which led to her living in a daze for over ten years until she fully awakened last year.
Seeing her dazed expression, Chu Hanlin added, "It seems that this bead has some connection to you, which is why it shattered and caused you to cough up blood and faint. It’s all our fault for not protecting the bead and for not protecting you..."
As he spoke, his eyes welled up with tears once again.
Shen wiped her eyes with her sleeve, both of them filled with self-blame.
Nanli, on the other hand, felt much calmer.
"I’m fine, Father and Mother, there’s no need to blame yourselves."
Since she was a baby, the spiritual bead had been stolen, then at the age of four, she became separated from her family, and now her spiritual bead had been shattered.
She was even more certain that someone had intentionally orchestrated all of this.
There were many things she couldn’t explain to Chu Hanlin and Shen.
Even she herself was puzzled as to why she carried the spiritual bead in both of her lives.
Could this spiritual bead be more than just a vessel for immense power?
At the foot of a mountain in the outskirts of the capital.
Yan Luo suddenly appeared, flicking her sleeve, causing Xuanyuan Cang to fall to the ground.
She glared fiercely at Xuanyuan Cang, "You and your niece, both useless."
Xuanyuan Cang’s mind was in a daze.
One moment, he was in the Mu Nation’s palace.
The next moment, he found himself at the foot of this mountain.
He slowly raised his head and noticed a red mark on the woman’s forehead.
He suppressed his urge to curse and prostrated himself on the ground,
"Lord Immortal! I pay my respects to the Lord Immortal!"
The woman’s appearance hadn’t changed in the past decade or so.
It was she who informed his niece that a child with an extremely auspicious fate was about to be born in the Mu royal family.
And it was she who bestowed the spiritual bead upon them.
He had never fully understood the woman’s intentions, but today, he seemed to have grasped it.
"Yes, it’s my incompetence that I failed to kill Ye Siheng."