197: Yun Qingyao: Mr. Yan and I have a sworn feud!

"Okay."

Fu Ling nodded.

"These all belong to the Young Miss's Family. As the Young Miss, the legitimate eldest daughter, of course you can go and see them."

Fu Ling smiled and said, "However, Fu Ling's status is humble, and she is not qualified to go to the third floor. Fu Ling can open the entrance to the third floor for the Young Miss.

After the Young Miss enters, she can browse at her leisure. Fu Ling will just wait here."

"Mm."

Yun Qingyao nodded.

She tried hard to make herself calmer.

Fu Ling took out a hand Card.

A glowing door appeared on this floor.

Fu Ling made a 'please' gesture.

Yun Qingyao swallowed, feigning composure as she walked in.

On the third floor, the space was a bit smaller.

Even those 'stars' were much fewer.

No, these weren't stars... these were more like 'bright moons'!

Yun Qingyao excitedly reached out and grabbed one.

She opened it and looked.

"Medium Grade Immortal Rank... This floor, all of them are Immortal Rank... Heavens..."

Yun Qingyao counted, Martial Skills plus Cultivation Techniques, a total of forty-nine 'bright moons'.

This was the foundation of a great Family!

Yun Qingyao looked for a long time before remembering her purpose for coming here today.

She said the name.

No reaction.

Immediately after, she stated the operational route.

The blue gem lit up.

A 'bright moon' rushed towards Yun Qingyao.

Yun Qingyao's eyes widened.

Actually, when it didn't appear on the second floor, she had already decided not to verify it again, thinking that the Murong Family simply hadn't recorded it.

But she never expected to find that Cultivation Technique on the third floor!

Mr. Yan... gave her a Cultivation Technique of this Rank?

Then why did he say it was a High Grade Earth Rank back then?

What Yun Qingyao didn't understand was that if Gu Yanqing had said it was a 'Heaven Rank' or 'Immortal Rank' Cultivation Technique back then, she definitely wouldn't have believed him.

If you tell someone who has never seen an Immortal that Immortals exist in this world, they will only say you are making things up.

She urgently wanted to see what Rank it was.

"Low Grade Immortal Rank... No, why isn't it called Nurturing Dao Ascending Spirit Art? Erosion Path Burning Body Art?!"

Yun Qingyao opened the Jade Slip.

A summary appeared inside.

【This Cultivation Technique was created by a True Immortal. This True Immortal was a genius, and this Cultivation Technique should have been a Medium Grade Immortal Rank, but because its 'burning Aptitude' and 'burning potential' were too dangerous.

Therefore, it was rated as a Low Grade Immortal Rank.】

Yun Qingyao turned another page and saw the Murong Family Head's notes.

【Junior of the Family, if you see the words I left, immediately put down this Cultivation Technique and choose another. This Cultivation Technique is too dangerous. Although cultivating it can lead to temporary rapid progress, it is destined to have no upper limit.

The True Immortal who created this Cultivation Technique became famous because of it, and also because of it, could only stop at True Immortal.】

After reading these notes and the summary.

Yun Qingyao only felt anger.

One 'Nurturing Dao Ascending Spirit Art', one 'Erosion Path Burning Body Art', what a Mr. Yan!

He had been deceiving her from the very beginning!

She looked at the notes for this Cultivation Technique again.

Among them was one line.

【Whether it's dangerous or not is another matter, the key is that it uses too much hair】

Yun Qingyao's fists clenched.

"Mr. Yan!"

To think she trusted him so much before!

She had always thought that the blood feud was between her and Jiang Ning.

Now, it seemed, it was between her and Mr. Yan!

How hateful!

Yun Qingyao wished she could immediately rush to the Lower Realm and stomp that Dung Beetle into a pulp with her foot!

"Mr. Yan, when I go to the Lower Realm, I will definitely dismember you!"

Yun Qingyao took a deep breath.

She seemed to hallucinate the stench of Mr. Yan's body.

She no longer had the mood to stay.

She glanced at the other Cultivation Techniques.

The highest was only a Medium Grade Immortal Rank. Yun Qingyao estimated that the most powerful Cultivation Technique should be the one her original mother gave her.

Now, she could be considered to be enjoying the good stuff.

She could exit directly from the third floor.

At the entrance.

Fu Ling ran over.

Seeing her gloomy face.

Fu Ling said with concern, "Young Miss has lost her memory now, and it's okay if you didn't find what you wanted in the Library Pavilion. Just adapt slowly. With the Young Miss's Aptitude, I believe you will adapt quickly again."

Yun Qingyao was already annoyed.

And she had also gained such a noble identity.

She simply didn't want to suppress these minor emotions.

Now, she was the most powerful!

"Shut up, did I tell you to speak! You seem to know a lot!"

"Young Miss, please forgive me!"

Fu Ling trembled in fright and immediately knelt on the ground.

Yun Qingyao glanced at her.

She said coldly, "Kneel here for three days."

After speaking, she flew away on her own.

Fu Ling bit her lip.

Although the Young Miss used to be willful, she was never like this.

How did she seem like a different person after waking up again?

But what could she do?

As a maid, she had already been 'sold' to the Murong Family as a slave.

Even though she was now a Cultivator of the Mahayana Realm... Lower Realm.

Xuanhuang Domain.

Cold City.

As soon as Jiang Ning arrived in Cold City, he retrieved Yun Qingyao's 'essence blood' from the Linghuang Pavilion.

Looking at the drop of essence blood in the jade bottle, he was extremely excited.

This drop of essence blood was enough to take Yun Qingyao's life through witchcraft!

Jiang Ning put the essence blood into his Storage Ring.

Then he pulled out one strand of Yun Qingyao's hair, burning the rest.

The mission had been withdrawn.

This drop of essence blood was enough for him.

On his way back, he bought high-quality Materials for performing witchcraft.

As soon as he entered the rented courtyard, he began to draw the Formation.

Shen Jinhuan watched from the side.

Xiao Bai had already gone home to 'visit relatives' when passing by Tianshan.

Shen Jinhuan watched Jiang Ning painstakingly draw the Formation, then take out a jade bottle, and a drop of dark red blood dripped into the Formation.

Jiang Ning's eyes became fierce.

"Die!"

He muttered to himself, those were the incantations for 'curse killing' given to him by Flowing Water.

After some manipulation.

The Formation was burned to ashes by an unknown force.

A bright red aura quickly shot towards the distance.

What Jiang Ning couldn't see was that this aura searched in the air for a long time and finally dissipated.

The person targeted by the witchcraft had already fallen, so this aura and ritual were naturally useless.

To be safe, Jiang Ning took out that strand of hair and cast the spell again.

This time, the aura condensed by the witchcraft circled for a while and then directly dissipated.

Jiang Ning wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"It should be done."