The Supporting Female Character Cultivates, the Protagonists Are Sacrificed to Heaven
Chapter 289

Who Was He?!

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Having received the message from the sect, Sang Ying naturally could not lead everyone on their training expeditions.

Fang Chi and Hai Tingzhou came to the Immortal Spirit Realm specifically for Sang Ying, so naturally they would go with her.

Following Sang Ying, Jimo Qing also received a message from the Jimo Household, and could only return to Rizhao City in Spirit Prefecture alone.

As for Liang Ranyue, this young lady has decided to take her servants and a large dowry to a quiet small town to live a life of leisure and wealth.

However, before parting ways with Sang Ying, she also made the prophecy as promised.

The young female cultivator's eyes reflected not scenery or people, but a dazzling star map.

It was as if her consciousness had been taken away by someone else; she couldn't hear Sang Ying and the others calling out to her at all.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but Liang Ranyue's breathing became more and more rapid, and she almost fainted several times.

But thankfully, she held on. "Yellow map, formation, encounter with an old friend. Evil dragon!"

Jiang Zhuoxue's eyes trembled slightly beneath the white gauze, and he cast a sharp glance at Liang Ranyue through the fabric.

But at this moment, Liang Ranyue couldn't sense anything from the outside world. She was completely lost in thought, constantly muttering to herself, "The evil dragon is born!"

Prior to this, Sang Ying had no idea that the Liang Household's prophecy was so terrifying, requiring the prophet to pay such a price.

Almost immediately after uttering those words, Liang Ranyue fainted.

Sang Ying immediately forgot about any prophecy and quickly helped the person back into the house.

After settling Liang Ranyue, they finally had time to sit down and talk about the prophecy they had just heard.

"Liang Ranyue mentioned this prophecy a long time ago; it was for us. But this 'yellow map,' this formation, and this evil dragon—I don't understand a thing about it!" Fang Chi guessed that the "formation" was related to Hai Tingzhou and Sang Ying, but what exactly was this "yellow map"?

A wicked dragon? Was it the white dragon they saw in Delusion-Breaking City that day?

These words not only Fang Chi, but also aroused doubts among Sang Ying and the others.

However, Sang Ying didn't dwell on it too much. "Since we can't figure it out either, let's wait until Miss Liang wakes up before discussing it. Even if Miss Liang doesn't understand, we can still remember it and take it one step at a time. There's no reason to give up on something just because you're worried about something."

The group thought about it and agreed; whatever the prophecy might mean, they wouldn't back down because of it.

While Sang Ying and the others were discussing the prophecy, they didn't notice Jiang Zhuoxue's hand suddenly clenching tightly.

Yellow diagram, battle formation.

It should be called the Imperial Plan Suppression Method. This isn't some kind of formation, but a divine artifact that can only be forged by exhausting all the treasures in the world!

The white veil concealed the strange look in Jiang Zhuoxue's eyes and also hid his thoughts.

Meeting an old friend? He was somewhat looking forward to it, this so-called old friend.

After resting for a full day and night, she finally woke up before Liang Ranyue's maids came looking for their mistress.

But when Sang Ying asked Liang Ranyue about the prophecy again, Liang Ranyue looked at her strangely and asked, "What prophecy? I haven't fulfilled the prophecy I gave you yet, have I?"

Liang Ranyue's expression was completely natural, not at all like she was joking with Sang Ying.

Seeing her puzzled expression, Sang Ying didn't ask any further questions. She had already learned from Liang Ranyue how terrible the prophecy was, and she understood its importance.

Liang Ranyue lost her memories of the prophecy, a fact that everyone quickly learned from Sang Ying. After a brief moment of surprise, they all unanimously chose to keep it a secret from Liang Ranyue.

The time for parting came quickly; this group of people, who had weathered many storms, would soon be going their separate ways.

Fortunately, neither of them were sentimental people, so there was no clingy, reluctant parting. After saying goodbye, they quickly went their separate ways.

Sang Ying and her three companions were already within Qing Zhou territory. With the help of Jimo Qing's small flying boat, they quickly arrived at the entrance of the Ten Thousand Daos Born Sect.

Before joining the sect, Sang Ying didn't forget to reassure Fang Chi and the other person, saying, "Ten Thousand Daos Born is a sect completely different from the Flowing Light Sword Sect. You will like it here."

Before they could respond, Jiang Zhuoxue forcefully squeezed between the three of them. "What about me? You didn't even ask me if I'd like it here."

"Whether you like it or not is up to you. There are plenty of inns and restaurants at the foot of the mountain. If you don't like them, you can just go find somewhere else to stay." Sang Ying pushed away his face as he leaned in, her expression blank.

After speaking, Sang Ying pulled Fang Chi and Hai Tingzhou straight towards the mountain gate, leaving Jiang Zhuoxue pitifully behind.

He looked up at the backs of the three people. Because of the white veil, Sang Ying seemed to be shrouded in a light mist in Jiang Zhuoxue's eyes.

But this very scene felt strangely familiar to Jiang Zhuoxue, as if he had seen Sang Ying like this long, long time ago.

"Of course I like it." He answered the question without thinking; after all, how could he not like it when Sang Ying was around?

Shaking off these jumbled thoughts, Jiang Zhuoxue quickly caught up with the three of them, or rather, with Sang Ying.

He felt that this person in front of him would probably never be able to shake him off in this lifetime, and he wondered if Sang Ying would feel despair after finding out about this.

As a top-tier sect, Ten Thousand Daos Born's sect naturally had guards. When the gatekeepers spotted the four unfamiliar figures in the distance, they promptly asked in a loud voice, "Who goes there? Do you have a visiting card?"

Sang Ying looked up at the sound and saw two familiar faces.

She smiled gently at her two junior brothers, "I don't have an invitation card, but I can show you my face."

The two were almost about to sound the alarm against an invading enemy when the female cultivator in front of them suddenly changed her appearance.

Under the astonished gazes of the gatekeepers, the female cultivator's previously ordinary face suddenly became dazzling.

"Chief Sang Ying!" Instantly, the gatekeeper disciple recognized the newcomer's identity.

One of them rushed down the long steps to greet them, while the other hurriedly ran towards the sect, shouting as he ran, "Chief Sang is back! Chief Sang is back!"

This seemed like a special signal, suddenly making the originally quiet and peaceful Ten Thousand Daos Born lively.

Soon, Sang Ying's junior brothers and sisters emerged from all directions like birds startled awake in the forest, rushing towards Sang Ying.

Poor Chief Sang hadn't even stepped into his own sect's gates before he was surrounded by his long-unseen junior brothers and sisters.

Fang Chi and Hai Tingzhou were pitifully pushed aside, while Jiang Zhuoxue... he was thick-skinned and clung tightly to Sang Ying, thus avoiding being pushed aside by the crowd.

Upon seeing him, Bai Kejin, who had been all smiles, instantly turned pale. Pointing at the man who was clinging to Sang Ying like a leech, he asked his senior sister with an unfriendly expression, "Who is he?!"

"Yeah, who is he?!"

The first question was asked by Bai Kejin, but the second question was not asked by any of the other disciples.

Following the angry voice, everyone saw a handsome middle-aged male cultivator staring intently at Jiang Zhuoxue.

The rage in his eyes seemed to want to burn this villain who dared to covet his daughter to ashes!

A note from the author:

It's been incredibly hot here these past few days, and there's no air conditioning. I'm going to turn into a dried-out sparrow, waaaaah!

Everyone, please take precautions against heatstroke; health is the most important thing!

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