"Princess Li'er has a distinguished status, and it is normal for her to hesitate a little when she returns to Jiuyuan."
As many creatures spoke one after another, the atmosphere in the palace gradually returned to its original state, and no one mentioned those two words that were considered taboo anymore.
Gui Jiuyuan calmed down, closed his eyes slightly, and a green divine light slowly emerged from around his body.
Many simple tortoise shell shadows flowed above this azure divine light, which enveloped Li'er's whole body and finally disappeared completely between her eyebrows.
A stick of incense.
A complex blue divine light emerged from the center of Li'er's eyebrows, and Gui Jiuyuan directly caught it in his hand.
The woman in palace clothes suppressed her thoughts, her face remained calm, and said: "How about returning to the Lord of Jiuyuan Mountain?"
Another creature also spoke urgently: "Can Princess Li'er cultivate to the Daluo Realm?"
Many creatures showed concern on their faces and looked towards Gui Jiuyuan.
That Highness is no longer in the Zhaoming Mountain Realm, and the goddess has identity issues. Princess Li'er will be the future Lord of the Zhaoming Mountain Realm, so her cultivation is naturally the top priority.
Gui Jiuyuan's expression changed several times, obviously confirming something, and finally turned completely gloomy. He grabbed the azure divine light in his hand and extinguished it, but he was unable to say a single complete sentence.
The woman in palace clothes noticed something strange about Gui Jiuyuan and said in a deep voice: "Master Gui Jiuyuan Mountain, what happened to Li'er?"
Gui Jiuyuan raised his head, his eyes a little bitter, and said: "Goddess, Princess Li'er's destiny is really a bit..."
"But it doesn't matter."
Gui Jiuyuan glanced at the many creatures who were now in charge of the Zhaoming Mountain Realm, and said slowly: "I saw two destiny numbers in Princess Li'er's true spirit."
A creature looked surprised and said in confusion: "How is this possible!"
"How can a living being have two destinies?"
"Gui Jiuyuan, is there something wrong with your natal magical power?"
Gui Jiuyuan shook his head and said: "My natal magical power comes from the depths of my blood, and it is connected with the destiny stars of heaven and earth. It will never go wrong. The strange thing is that if I were to measure the lives of other living beings, I would not be able to detect their true longevity.
However, this time for Princess Li'er's fate test, her lifespan and cultivation level are very clearly displayed."
The woman in palace clothes lowered her head and looked at Li'er, who was still standing quietly, and said calmly: "Then what are these two fates?"
All the creatures looked at Gui Jiuyuan attentively, and you could hear a needle drop in the hall.
"The first destiny is revealed. Princess Li'er's life span is ninety-one thousand years, of which eighty-four thousand years will be spent alone in loneliness, and her cultivation... will stop at the Yin-Yang border."
After saying this, many people in the palace were in an uproar.
"How is that possible! With Princess Li'er's noble bloodline, she was born into the realm of the Divine Sea and the Soul Containing Spirits, and it only takes thousands of years for her to reach the realm of Yin and Yang!"
"The realm of the divine sea containing spirits, the realm of the divine palace and the realm of yin and yang crossing, it takes nearly a hundred thousand years. How could Princess Lier stop at this realm!?"
"Wait a minute, you just said... Princess Li'er's lifespan is only ninety-one thousand years?"
"Nonsense!"
Li'er is the future master of the Zhaoming Mountain Realm. At this time, Gui Jiuyuan's fate test has yielded such a result. These creatures cannot accept it for a while.
Gui Jiuyuan looked at the people with different expressions, sighed, and said: "The second destiny appears. Princess Li'er's life span is only sixteen years. She has no cultivation at all, and she will remain an ordinary person until her death."
Those creatures gradually stopped making noise at this moment, and the hall fell into a terrifying silence.
The woman in palace clothes walked in front of Gui Jiuyuan. Her noble and cold aura even made the great demon dare not look directly at her. She looked around the palace, then opened her mouth slightly and said, "You also know that Ao Li is
How could the fate of a half-blooded true dragon be so miserable?"
Gui Jiuyuan hesitated for a moment, still not daring to raise his head to look at the goddess's delicate and flawless face, and said slowly: "It was still revealed within the destiny. Princess Li'er was eventually stripped of all her bloodline aura, so that's why..."
The fortune-telling of his natal magical power would not have been so clear originally, but for some unknown reason this time, the fortune-telling revealed Li'er's future lifespan and cultivation level very clearly, which even made Gui Jiuyuan feel a little weird.
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"This is absolutely impossible," the woman in palace clothes shook her head, "Bloodline is innate, and ordinary means cannot peel it off, and those supreme powers who can even peel off bloodline with their means... are impossible to see.
Shang Li’er’s bloodline.”
A creature thought for a moment and said slowly: "Could it be Princess Li'er who channeled the power of her bloodline herself?"
Li'er, who had been quiet for a long time, suddenly raised his head, looked up at the woman in palace clothes who looked like a banished immortal, and said: "Mother, Li'er is tired."
The picture became still again, turning into countless fragments and collapsing into the darkness.
The never-ending abyss of darkness swept in again, completely submerging Ji Yuenian's remaining vague consciousness.
…
The golden sunlight shines through the window lattice and onto the wooden table.
Countless tiny dust particles rolled around in the golden beam. As the soft fingertips faintly touched the lips, the scene in front of him gradually became clearer.
"you're awake?"
The soft voice reached his ears, and Ji Yuenian reluctantly raised his heavy eyelids. What he saw was a girl in white clothes, about thirteen or fourteen years old.
She was holding a steaming wooden bowl, with a slight blush on her fair face, but her eyes did not dodge, and she looked at herself steadily.