Suddenly!
A Venerable rushed in, his face deathly pale, his voice shrill as he cried, "Sacred Ancestor! Sui Shen Yue's soul fragment has shattered!"
The courtyard fell silent at once. The women who had been chatting and laughing moments ago all stiffened, turning to look at Sacred Ancestor Jin Ying.
Just moments ago, they had all been praising Sui Shen Yue.
They had called him handsome and dependable, the legitimate heir of the Sui Shen Clan—not like certain people, who were merely live-in sons-in-law!
Yet while they were still saying it, the legitimate heir was gone.
"Shut up! Say one more word of nonsense, and I'll slaughter your entire family!" Sacred Ancestor Jin Ying sprang to her feet, her features twisting as she pointed at the Venerable's face and cursed him.
The Venerable immediately felt wronged. "I was only reporting it. My heart is also filled with grief over this tragedy. Please do not vent your anger on me, Sacred Ancestor. Please calm your rage and restrain your grief!"
"Get out!"
Sacred Ancestor Jin Ying kicked him flying, then turned back with an awkward smile and said to her sisters, "There really are all kinds of people! He even dared spread such fake news? My son is at the Eightfold Foundation Realm and will soon become a Sacred Ancestor. He has Giant Que Kunlun in hand and is following my husband. How could his soul fragment possibly shatter? What a laughable farce!"
"Yes, yes..."
The women wore strange expressions. They lowered their heads and exchanged looks, their hearts pounding wildly.
The scene sank into dead silence.
Sacred Ancestor Jin Ying had spoken lightly, but after she finished, she began to fall apart. Her face sagged, and blood slowly filled her eyes.
Inside her spatial ring, hundreds of communication stones were