"Good! Good! Good!" Seeing this scene, the old woman felt her heart and mind surging and her throat hitching, leaving her momentarily at a loss for words. After a long while, with an emotional expression, she finally squeezed out three "good"s in a row.
A Heavenly Oath could not be easily sworn; once made, it had to be obeyed until death, and once violated, the consequences were extremely severe.
Especially for someone like Lu Yang, who was dedicated to climbing to the absolute peak of martial dao, having his Path of Martial Dao severed was definitely the loss he could least accept, other than death and the destruction of his soul.
Knowing that Ji Qingyi possessed the Three-Kan Hongluan Body, Lu Yang was still able to restrain the desires in his heart and swear such a heavy oath, which showed that his intention to rescue Ji Qingyi was as pure as her own.
I am old, I am truly old, the old woman sighed in her heart. Perhaps Qingyi is right; this young man is the one worthy of entrusting her life to.
At the same time, Lu Yang, who had just sworn the Heavenly Oath, was thinking about another matter.
Ji Qingyi's biological mother, Consort Xu, had always been a rather mysterious existence.
Throughout the entire Great Jun Dynasty, whether among the common folk or those prominent aristocratic clans, very few people knew anything about her.
The only known fact was that this person was previously an inner sect disciple of the Donghua Sect in the Eastern Xuan Province.
Aside from that, records concerning her were scarce, and it was only known that Consort Xu had passed away very early on.
Logically speaking, martial artists enjoyed long lifespans, and since Consort Xu could become an inner sect disciple of