Qing Chen frowned.
"Brother, I investigated through various channels. Members of the Qing Household were once exiled to the Gouwu Sea, and Qing Tingxue behaved abnormally in Qiongzhou. The Qing Household targeted you at every turn, and then there was Qing Guhong's inexplicable malice toward you back then..."
"Brother Qing, it's highly likely that the bloodline of the Nine Netherworlds Qing Household flows through your veins! And you don't get along too well with its current members."
"The Nine Netherworlds Ancient Bloodline Contest is about to begin. Since our Iron Household obtained ancient bloodline in the previous round, the rules forbid us from competing this time. But you're different, Brother Qing!"
"This is a heaven-sent opportunity! Brother Qing, no matter what, you must find a way to join this Ancient Blood Contest. It's an unsurpassed treasure for cultivators! Consider this my apology to you as well."
The message ended abruptly there. The restrictions surrounding the Jade Slip dissipated with it, and it turned into a wisp of ash that drifted to the ground.
Qing Chen slowly withdrew his Divine Sense. Tie Ming's words echoed repeatedly in his mind, his heart pounding wildly.
Nine Netherworlds ancient bloodline... the Qing Household's bloodline...
Those two phrases were like two fuses, igniting the doubts buried deep in his heart for years.
In fact, back when his second younger brother Qing Jie told him that members of the Qing Household had made him take the blame, and that he had even tested positive for the Qing Household's bloodline, Qing Chen had already vaguely guessed that he, too, probably had countless tangled ties to this top aristocratic clan of Great Jin-the Nine Netherworlds Qing Household.
He simply had no way to verify it.
And Tie Ming's words undoubtedly strengthened his conjecture.
"Hiss-"
Qing Chen sucked in