In the early morning of this day, Jiang Ruirou had just finished her breakfast when she saw the great elder Wanqi Jianchen leading dozens of people to the courtyard.
Jiang Ruirou looked at the person coming and frowned slightly, "Great Elder, something big happened in the clan?"
I remember what Wan Qi Jixing said before retreating, if something big happens in the clan that cannot be dealt with, let the great elders and others ask him.
It's only been about a month, but something big has happened in the clan?
Wanqi Jianchen walked up to Jiang Ruirou and bowed his hands, "Mistress, I want to discuss something with you today. I hope you will grant me your permission."
"What's the matter?"
Jiang Ruirou's eyes lightly passed over Wanqi Jianchen's body, and she found that Wanqi Jianchen was not as respectful to her as before.
"Mother, the Immortal Essence of All Spirits is crucial to the development of our Wanqi Clan. It is related to the fate and prosperity of the entire clan. Without the Immortal Essence of All Spirits, not only will our cultivation slow down, but even the members of the clan will
The disciple's qualifications will also become ordinary."
Listening to Wanqi Jianchen's endless talk, Jiang Ruirou understood what he meant. His previous narration was just to pave the way for what was to come.
Sure enough, I heard Wanqi Jianchen say: "So, after we discussed it, we unanimously hope that the mistress can remove Master Qiying's body from the Immortal Essence of All Spirits, preferably today.
We will also clean the Immortal Essence of All Spirits later. After all, it has been filled with corpses for so long, so naturally the spiritual water that has just begun to form cannot be drunk."
Jiang Ruirou's eyes tightened. There was no business sense in his words and tone. It was clear that he wanted her to move the people out now, and they still had to wait to use them.
She knew in her heart that the Wanqi clan had developed for hundreds of thousands of years. Although it was not as powerful as the Yan clan, it could not be underestimated.
Naturally, they don't want to have multiple masters come out for no reason and have to obey the orders of others. How can someone who has always been aloof and regarded as a god by the world endure this?
What's more, Wuchen is no longer here, and Wanqi Jixing is in retreat again.
It's because of Wanqijixingyi's retreat that they came, isn't it?
Otherwise, they wouldn't have appeared so quickly.
It had only been a month, and they couldn't wait any longer.
Jiang Ruirou took a gentle breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, and said quietly: "Great Elder, my husband said that although Qiying's body is dead, his soul has not completely dissipated, and there is still a possibility of waking up."
Wanqi Jianchen's expression was cold: "Mother, what you said is only possible, not certain.
Master Qiying's soul has long since dissipated, and it is difficult to recover it.
Why should the mistress force her?
It is time for Master Qiying to be laid to rest as soon as possible.
If the mistress doesn't want Master Qiying's body to be buried in the ground and wants to keep it as a memorial, I have an ice coffin where the body can be stored to ensure that the body does not rot. Why don't the mistress make room for Master Qiying's body?
how?"
Jiang Ruirou pursed her lips tightly, and a cold light flashed across her black pupils.
Wanqi Jianchen was not afraid, he raised his chin high, looked directly into Jiang Ruirou's eyes without any fear, and continued: "Why should the mistress care so much? Anyway, for Young Master Qiying, it is just a replacement.
Just a place to sleep.
In this way, you are good, I am good, everyone is good, why not?
Our entire Wanqi clan will remember the goodness of our mistress and be grateful to her! After all, no matter how important the dead are, they are not as important as the living, right?"