In the courtyard.
Jiang Ning looked at Qingyi's belly, a trace of worry in his eyes.
At a time like this, with the Martial Saint passing away and chaos about to engulf the world, it was not the right moment for the so-called perfect life form in Qingyi's womb to be born.
After several breaths of silence, he drew a deep breath, slowly rose to his feet, and gently exhaled.
"Tell eldest brother and sister-in-law that I'm heading out first. I'm making a trip to the Water Moon Sword Palace!"
"Be... careful!" Qingyi looked at Jiang Ning, concern in her eyes.
"No need to worry!" Jiang Ning gently patted her head. Then his figure flickered, and he vanished from before Qingyi in an instant.
Water Moon Sword Palace.
A figure silently appeared at the entrance containing the Divine Maiden Statue.
It was Jiang Ning.
Yet the two female disciples standing to either side of the entrance seemed not to have seen the figure that had just appeared.
Jiang Ning calmly stepped over the threshold and entered the hall.
In the center of the hall ahead stood a white jade statue of a woman.
Though her features were blurred, one glance gave the impression of peerless beauty.
Jiang Ning's gaze lingered on the statue for a moment before he walked straight forward.
The next moment.
The space before the statue rippled faintly, then all movement returned to stillness.
Moon Lake.
A bright moon hung high overhead. Specks of dim light, like motes of dust, drifted through the air and across the lake's surface.
Lake water rippled gently, while the willows by the shore swayed slowly.
Beside the lake stood a vermilion pavilion. Next to it was the back of a maiden in a white dress.
Her skirt hung two