The Daughter of Heaven's Mandate's Miserable Plight

Nan Wang raised an eyebrow and asked curiously, "Who is this?"

Nan Shuang replied coldly, "Young Master of the Wei Clan."

Upon hearing this, Nan Wang's lips curled into a smile. He leaned closer to Nan Xunran, his tone somewhat mocking. "She is the new young master of the Wei Clan."

"By the way, Little Xunran, everyone's saying you two have a very close relationship."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Wang Nan Shuang both turned their gazes toward Wei Yan.

Both of them were well aware of many matters concerning Nan Xunran, including the fact that this rumor was actually spread intentionally by Wei Yan.

Wei Yan felt a pang of panic, but quickly forced herself to calm down and regain her composure.

She looked at Nan Wang and said slowly, "Although I'm not exactly close to Divine Son Xunran, our relationship isn't bad either, is it?"

Nan Wang nodded slightly, thinking to herself, "Judging from her appearance, she is no different from other young ladies from noble families. She must be in love with Little Xunran, but unfortunately, Little Xunran has no feelings for her at all."

At this moment, Shen Tan, who had been ignored and had almost no presence since Nan Xunran's arrival, raised his head and looked at everyone.

His gaze inadvertently met Nan Shuang's, and he froze, his face filled with astonishment, as if he had seen a ghost. He thought in horror: Where is her injury?!

At the same instant, Nan Shuang also noticed his gaze, and her eyes instantly turned icy cold.

With swift, fluid movements, her slender wrists flipped rapidly, and several sharp needles shot towards Shen Tan amidst the interplay of light and shadow.

Shen Tan was already seriously injured, and every movement aggravated his wounds, making him extremely slow and unable to dodge in time.

Watching the rapidly approaching needle, he could only close his eyes in despair.

However, at this critical moment, Qin Xizhi rushed over and selflessly placed her body in front of Shen Tan, taking the fatal attack for him.

Several flying needles pierced straight into her body. Qin Xizhi let out a muffled groan, her delicate body swaying precariously.

Shen Tan panicked and quickly reached out to support Qin Xizhi, who had fallen to the ground, calling out in a trembling voice, "Xizhi!"

Nan Xunran glanced casually at the two people on the ground, her eyes calm and unfathomable.

[Shen Tan, the Child of Destiny]

[Young Master of the Shen Clan]

[Early-stage Marquis Realm]

[Golden Finger: Secret Techniques of the Departed Souls Bureau, Evasion-Killing Art]

[Heaven’s Mandate Points: 2075/2075 points]

[Qin Xizhi, the Daughter of Heaven’s Mandate]

[Young Master of the Qin Clan]

[Early Stage of the Saint Lord Realm]

[Heaven’s Mandate Points: 1200/1200 points]

In my sight, blood kept gushing from the corner of Qin Xizhi's mouth, and the crimson liquid flowed down her pale chin, a shocking sight.

Her body was swelling in a bizarre way, every inch of her skin seemed to be being pulled by an invisible force, as if it were about to explode at any moment.

Shen Tan's eyes widened in fury. He abruptly turned his head, staring intently at Nan Shuang, his gaze seemingly capable of tearing her to pieces. "What exactly did you do?!"

Nan Shuang said calmly, "It's nothing, she's just dying."

Shen Tan was furious, his hands trembling as he tried to pull out the needles that were deeply embedded in Qin Xizhi's body.

Nan Wang stood with his arms crossed and said leisurely, "I advise you not to touch her. Her meridians have been sealed, her spiritual energy is flowing in reverse, and she is about to explode."

If you continue to move around carelessly and touch other areas, she will only die faster.

Qin Xizhi's eyes were filled with utter despair. She struggled to move her gaze, her thoughts drifting, silently murmuring to herself, "Is this Arrow Ji...?"

Looking at Qin Xizhi, whose breath was growing weaker and weaker, Shen Tan's voice trembled uncontrollably. "Xizhi, you must hold on!"

Qin Xizhi opened her mouth with difficulty, but no sound came out; only blood continued to gush out.

Shen Tan's hands clenched involuntarily, his knuckles turning white and veins bulging. "I will definitely save you! Just hold on a little longer!"

Nan Wang scoffed, a smirk playing on his lips. "Hold on a little longer. How could she possibly control this?"

Shen Tan's eyes instantly blazed with anger. "Shut up!"

With a roar, he stomped his feet and charged toward Nan Shuang at top speed.

Nan Shuang's hands moved so fast that their movements were obscured, leaving only illusory afterimages.

In an instant, a flash of sword light appeared, and countless flying knives hurtled back towards Nan Shuang at an astonishing speed, whistling as they sliced through the air.

Before Shen Tan could react, his vision blurred, and he fell heavily to his knees with a thud. Deep cuts were instantly made across his body, and blood splattered everywhere.

Nan Shuang's gaze didn't linger on Shen Tan for long; she simply uttered two words: "Useless."

Shen Tan could no longer hold on and fell straight backward with a dull thud. His eyes lost focus, staring blankly at the sky.

Nan Shuang lightly lifted her jade-like foot, about to take a step forward.

Seeing this, Wei Yan quickly reached out to stop her, and said in a deep voice, "Don't go."

A hint of apprehension flickered in her eyes. She clearly remembered that in her previous life, it was Shen Tan who suddenly unleashed his power on his deathbed and killed the unsuspecting Nan Shuang. It must be this moment.