"Dao Lord Xia, that is the heavy qi of a Nascent Soul... If it were destroyed here, it would inevitably leave behind heavy qi... It only exists after death..." Qin Ping let out a bitter sigh, then gritted her teeth and said, "The one who revealed this secret must be Zhu Lan. No one knew that Gong Liu was my grandson... Otherwise, they wouldn't have known that killing him would inflict a heavy blow on my dao heart. Sigh, what a tangled sin. Zhu Lan was my disciple back then, and I trusted her utterly. I told her everything about my origins and the people I cared about. Aside from her, only Dao Lord Xia knows now! Otherwise, who would have killed Gong Liu and abducted my granddaughter Le Zhi?"
"So those two children are actually Fellow Immortal Qin Ping's grandchildren. I never thought you would hide this so well." I sighed as well. Being the Pavilion Master of the black market wasn't easy. Failing to keep all sorts of matters under wraps could cost one's life. Qin Ping had made it this far because having no family or close friends was her greatest bargaining chip.
But once any sign of weakness appeared, friends and relatives would immediately become one's most vulnerable link.
Sure enough, Qin Ping gave a desolate smile and said, "Next, I'm afraid she'll try to force me to hand the Heaven Pavilion over to her. But how could she know that I no longer have the Heaven Pavilion?"
"Why would she go this far?" I asked.
"She believes I owe her. Back when I possessed the Heaven Pavilion, I wiped out every immortal in a mountain over some grudges. The only one I spared was a little girl still crying for food. I thought that if