At the same time, a muffled "bang" was heard.
Mo Xiyuan's body crashed heavily to the ground.
Her limbs stretched out haphazardly, giving the ground a real "intimate embrace," instantly raising clouds of dust.
The disciples, who had been secretly watching from a distance, witnessed Mo Xiyuan suddenly collapse.
They all froze, standing motionless, staring intently at the fallen Mo Xiyuan, their mouths slightly agape in astonishment.
A disciple's voice, tinged with uncertainty, gasped in horror, "... The Divine Son killed the Holy Maiden of the Golden Flame Palace?"
For a moment, all was silent; no one responded.
"..."
Not long after, someone carefully sensed Mo Xiyuan's aura, their eyes filled with astonishment, and exclaimed, "She's really dead?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone chimed in, "Indeed."
One of the disciples scratched his head, his eyes scanning around Mo Xiyuan, and asked suspiciously, "The Divine Child didn't make a move, so how did she suddenly die?"
"Who cares what she does? Orthodox God Child is alright." The other person shrugged and said nonchalantly.
"Too."
Everyone echoed in agreement.
Then, a burly disciple clenched his fist, eager to try.
His eyes blazed with fierce fighting spirit as he exclaimed excitedly, "Are we going to have a war with the Golden Flame Palace? It's been so long since I've had a proper, good fight!"
As he spoke, he twisted his shoulders forcefully, making a cracking sound from his joints.
At the same time, Nan Xunran stared intently at the unconscious Mo Xiyuan with eyes as deep as a still pool.
She lay there quietly, lifeless, like a puppet whose soul had left its body, with no trace of life flowing through her.
As Nan Xunran raised his hand, a beam of light suddenly flashed.
The next moment, Mo Xiyuan was put into a storage bag and disappeared instantly.
At this moment, the System Light Orb grumbled in dissatisfaction, "This game isn't realistic at all. It says I fainted, but isn't that just instant death?"
It kept sighing, "It can be stuffed into a storage bag now. It's no longer a person, it's practically just an object."
Nan Xunran ignored him and vanished from everyone's sight in an instant, his figure flashing like a ghost.
Next day
Mo Xiyuan suddenly opened her eyes.
Immediately afterwards, she sat up abruptly, raised her arms high, and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Sacred Ridge, I'm back!"
Her shout had barely faded when a voice drifted over.
"He's gone mad again."
Mo Xiyuan's body stiffened instantly, and she looked in the direction of the sound.
Mo Quan sat quietly to the side, one hand resting on his knee, watching her.
Mo Xiyuan looked puzzled, opened her mouth, and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Mo Quan replied irritably, "I'm afraid they'll throw you out like you're dead!"
Upon hearing this, Mo Xiyuan silently lowered her raised arm.
Mo Quan continued, "Why did you have to faint at the Nan Clan's place of all times?"
"This isn't the Golden Flame Palace, we'll really burn you to the ground!"
Mo Xiyuan gave an awkward, dry laugh.
She would faint like this every now and then without any warning.
Mo Quan tried his best to find the reason, but to no avail.
Seeing that the fainting spell did not cause any real harm to Mo Xiyuan, he simply ignored it.
Over time, the people of the Golden Flame Palace got used to it.
At this moment, Mo Quan let out a soft snort, a hint of disappointment appearing on his face.
He sighed deeply and said, "I finally had a chance to be alone with Ran'er, and she fainted!"
Mo Xiyuan pouted and said helplessly, "I don't want to either."
Mo Quan narrowed his eyes, slowly stroking his chin with one hand, and said in a deep voice, "It seems I need to give you a proper examination."
Mo Xiyuan was slightly taken aback, and asked blankly, "Haven't we been able to find out anything all along?"
Mo Quan's eyes were firm as he said seriously, "We have to investigate even if we can't find out."
Then, he frowned and continued, "Think about it, why have you rarely gone out all these years? Isn't it because you always suddenly faint without warning!"
Mo Xiyuan lowered her head, her eyes flickering uncertainly.
She muttered to herself: It really was a system bug a few years ago that caused her to faint frequently.
But the logout bug has been fixed now, and I haven't experienced it in ages.
This time, it wasn't because I played for too long that my body couldn't handle it in the real world, which is why I got dizzy.
Thinking of this, she raised her face and asked, "Was it the Divine Son Xunran who brought me back?"
After speaking, Mo Quan paused, "Ran'er?"
He shook his head and said, "It was one of the servants in his palace who brought you back."
Mo Xiyuan's eyes dimmed instantly, her voice filled with disappointment. "Okay."
Mo Quan sighed deeply, then said, "Ran'er has placed you in her storage bag."
Upon hearing this, Mo Xiyuan's eyes widened suddenly, and her mouth opened in astonishment, forming an "O" shape.