Before Murong Wan's calamity in the lower realm, the Murong family's destination was not the Qiyun Star, but an unnamed planet far away in the southern star field.
But when she returned to Taixu Realm, the place had long been reduced to ruins, without any chance of life.
After she found Qiyunxing using her family's secret skills, she learned that the family's hiding place was discovered by the enemy shortly after entering the lower world. In that battle, nearly half of the clan members were killed and injured. Even her parents were killed when they were trying to escape.
And lost his life.
The Murong family has declined to this point because they have been on the run for generations, and because the strong men in the family have continued to fall.
The current head of the family, Murong Fanchen, is not outstanding in martial arts talent. He relied on the foundation left by his ancestors to break through to the True God Realm. Even so, he is still unable to deal with the Mirror Moon Sect and the Yuwen Family.
In that battle with the leaders of the two major forces, his soul was injured by Mo Wubian. Over the years, let alone recovery, even his cultivation has tended to decline.
Endless years have passed, except for the inheritance of the Sword Master, all the Murong family's heritage has been emptied out, and there is no panacea to cure the soul's injuries.
Since the spread of the news from the Mirror Moon Sect, Murong Wan has been trying to attack the True God Realm. She has already accumulated enough, but she is unable to calm down due to many trivial matters, and her many attempts have ended in failure.
Moreover, such a breakthrough to a great realm cannot be accomplished overnight, so as the date of the appointment approached, she had given up on this plan.
Hearing his granddaughter's murmur, Murong Fanchen couldn't help but frown: "Wan'er, are you still thinking about that boy from the lower world?"
"You have to know that people's hearts can change. I can already dominate the lower world, so why should I come to the dangerous Taixu Realm for you?"
"Besides, even if he is really as good as you say and is willing to come to the Taixu Realm to find you, with his meager skills, there is no telling whether he can survive."
Over the years, he has long understood his granddaughter's thoughts, but he just doesn't understand. What's so good about a kid from the lower world? No matter his status or cultivation, he can't be worthy of being the apple of the Murong family's eye.
Even if the Murong family declined, they still prospered in the ancient times.
And he also understood that the enemies of the Time Divine Court were chasing them again and again, and most of them were powerful not because of the destruction of the Murong family, but because of the Sword Master inheritance.
In other words, not only was the Murong family once glorious, but even if they are now willing to share the inheritance of their ancestors, they can still win over and cling to many big forces.
However, the descendants of the Sword Master are all proud. In their view, the inheritance of their ancestors is far more important than their own lives, so why would they give it up to outsiders?
Because of this deep-seated pride, Murong Fanchen became even more disdainful of the boys from the lower world.
Murong Wan remained silent, frowned slightly, and looked at her grandfather with two sharp eyes.
No one knows the man in black robes better than her. He is more persistent than herself. No matter what he has said or the goal he has set, he will never give up, even at the cost of his life.
Although she tried to stop him from coming to the Taixu Realm back then, she knew better than anyone else that she couldn't stop him at all.
And she firmly believed that one day, he would definitely find Qi Yunxing, but if he couldn't pass this hurdle, she might never have the chance to meet him again in this life.
I really miss the time when I held hands with him and went to Huangquan Road together. The days when I have him protecting me are the happiest days in my life.
"Okay, okay, I won't say that he is!"
Murong Fanchen immediately retreated. Now Murong Wan's strength was not inferior to him, and the pressure of the superior person on him was getting stronger and stronger. Even he could not resist it.
But he still said a few more words: "Jingyue Sect and Yuwen family are coming together. There will be a fierce battle tomorrow. The inheritance of the ancestors is on you. You must protect yourself no matter what."
"Your injuries have not recovered yet, so remember not to be too desperate!" Murong Wan replied, then turned and left.
At night, the sky is filled with stars!
Suddenly a breeze blew by, and Murong Wan felt a chill.
It stands to reason that a strong person of her level would not feel much if she entered an extremely cold place filled with hundreds of millions of years of ice, let alone a breeze.
Maybe, she is too tired!
Or, even as strong as she is, she feels helpless in the face of a family crisis, with waves of powerlessness rising in her heart.
She no longer remembers how she returned to her courtyard.
"Sister Murong, are you discussing countermeasures with that bad old man again?"
A crisp voice sounded, and the speaker was a girl of twelve or thirteen years old. The aura that the girl exuded inadvertently was not simple. Her facial features were as delicate as porcelain, and her pupils were crystal clear.
Who else besides Zi Ling could have such a face and still be by Murong Wan's side?
Zi Ling had always complained that Murong Fanchen delayed the sister in front of her, so she never had a good attitude towards the old head of the family, and there was no problem with politeness in her speech.
As a special creature, she has no idea about respecting elders.
Murong Wan didn't answer. She quickly moved her steps and took a seat in the bamboo pavilion. Suddenly she turned around and asked Zi Ling: "Do you think he has come to the Taixu Realm?"
"He, which him?"
Zi Ling was slightly startled and did not react for a moment.
Murong Wan ignored her and slowly took out a guqin, but did not play it. She only touched it gently with her slender jade fingers, which were like onion roots.
She has always carried this guqin with her, but she has never played it a few times in the years since she returned to Murong's house. It should be noted that the sound of the guqin is the sound of the heart, and if there is no expectant audience, every time she plays it, it will only make her feel more sad.
"So you're talking about eldest brother?"
Zi Ling looked surprised, and then hummed: "I thought you had forgotten about him a long time ago. You only know your Murong family!"
"Zi Ling, if something uncontrollable happens tomorrow, don't fight stupidly and remember to escape at the critical moment!" Murong Wan's voice was low, and she suddenly felt that it was a mistake to bring this girl to the Taixu Realm.
I don’t know what she was thinking back then, but she took Zi Ling away directly. Maybe in her heart, she wanted to find someone who knew him well to be by her side?
It is indeed too dangerous to face the two major forces tomorrow, but Zi Ling's cultivation level is not much worse than his own. Even if he cannot defeat the strong ones in the early stage of True God Realm, there is no big problem in escaping.
"Hey, since you are still thinking about big brother, there is no way I can run away!"
A bright smile appeared on Zi Ling's face: "Elder brother is not here, so I have to protect this wife for him. Whoever dares to bully Sister Murong, Zi Ling will beat him!"
"Pfft..."
Murong Wan chuckled, like a ray of sun rising slowly in the sky, dazzling.
"Don't be so pessimistic. I remember that my eldest brother was always confident when facing any danger, even in desperate situations!"
Zi Ling's smile was as bright as a flower: "Maybe if we survive this time, we will be able to see our big brother."