Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny
Chapter 1373 - 1370: Unraveling the Cocoon (4th Update)

Chapter 1373: Chapter 1370: Unraveling the Cocoon (4th Update)

Only she and a very limited number of people barely escaped the Central Ghost Realm, and from then on began to wander aimlessly, becoming lonely souls without a master.

Wen Muling was unclear about the specifics of what had transpired, but she knew that it was those noble families within the Central Ghost Realm who had caused the death of the Nether Monarch.

So she sought revenge, even if it meant sacrificing her own life in the process.

But how could that be easy?

With her strength, it was difficult enough to even enter the deeper parts of the Ghost Realm, let alone the Central Ghost Realm.

Thus, after repeated failures, she could only wait quietly within the peripheral Ghost Realm, waiting for the right moment.

She never expected that this time, when she was ready to risk everything in mutual destruction, she would encounter the long-vanished Divine Fire Ghost Sovereign.

At this moment, Wen Muling couldn’t help but think of the rumors about the Nether Monarch, whose soul was said to have been utterly extinguished. Sadness welled up in her heart, and she began sobbing uncontrollably.

This scene also left Ah Qing and the other women of the Vermilion Pavilion completely stunned.

After all, in the past, Wen Muling had always displayed an indifferent and almost emotionless persona in front of them, and she never knelt before anyone.

This was something all of them knew well, yet today, the extraordinarily strong Wen Muling was kneeling on the ground before this white-clad youth, sobbing uncontrollably.

What exactly was going on?

What had he said to Wen Muling?

Ah Qing’s heart was filled with confusion.

At the same time, Xue An said calmly, "Enough, rise!"

Wen Muling wiped away her tears, stood up, and respectfully stood to the side.

Xue An led her to the high platform, speaking in an even tone, "Tell me, what has happened since I left?"

Wen Muling gave a bitter smile. "I don’t know the details, to be honest. The only thing I know for certain is that the Nether Monarch’s downfall is inseparably linked to those noble families in the Central Ghost Realm. But as for who the mastermind is..."

Wen Muling shook her head. "I’m truly sorry, my meager strength has left me unable to uncover anything, despite my investigations!"

"The Central Ghost Realm..." Xue An murmured softly, a sharp coldness flickering in his eyes.

Wen Muling nodded, "Yes!"

Then she looked at Xue An with hope written all over her face, cautiously saying, "My lord, regarding the Nether Monarch’s matter..."

Xue An smiled, "I understand. Don’t worry. Even if the mastermind cannot yet be identified, those families won’t escape my wrath regardless. Worst case... I’ll just kill them all!"

As he said this, although Xue An wore a smile, the killing intent in his eyes was utterly undeniable.

Wen Muling trembled from the intensity of the aura emanating from Xue An, but soon her face lit up with joy. "Thank you, my lord. If the Nether Monarch were aware..."

As she spoke, Wen Muling’s voice began to choke with emotion.

Xue An waved his hand. "Enough, stop crying! That guy isn’t dead! Why are you crying over nothing?"

Huh?

Wen Muling’s eyes widened instantly, staring dumbfounded at Xue An. "You... You mean..."

Xue An nodded, "I know him too well. With his strength, how could he possibly fall so easily?"

The hope that had been completely extinguished in Wen Muling’s heart suddenly reignited, but she still cautiously asked, "But... but there isn’t even the slightest trace of the Nether Monarch’s soul presence anywhere now!"

Xue An chuckled, "Don’t forget what your Nether Monarch specializes in—he’s an expert in manipulating souls! With those imbeciles, how could they possibly find him so easily?"

Wen Muling’s tears began streaming down her face once again; over the years, she had dedicated every moment of her life to avenging the Nether Monarch.

Sometimes, in private, she would fantasize that the Nether Monarch wasn’t truly dead, that he was merely hiding in some corner and hadn’t shown himself yet.

But as time wore on, such thoughts were gradually eroded away, eventually leaving her in complete despair.

Now, upon hearing the words of the Divine Fire Ghost Sovereign, someone on par with the Nether Monarch and his closest friend, Wen Muling couldn’t help but rekindle her hope.

"I knew it! I knew it! Boo-hoo-hoo... Nether Monarch, it’s wonderful that you’re not dead!" Wen Muling cried, choking with emotion.

Xue An didn’t rush her, knowing that this woman had borne too much pressure over the years. He decided to let her vent her emotions fully.

After a long while, Wen Muling finally ceased her sobbing. Seeing Xue An standing quietly nearby and smiling at her, her face flushed red, and she hurriedly bowed, saying, "My lord, I’m sorry. I..."

Xue An waved his hand. "That’s enough, you don’t need to say anymore! I have another question for you now!"

"Please ask, my lord!" Wen Muling’s expression became serious in an instant.

"With your level of strength, how did you manage to evade the pursuit of the noble families from the Central Ghost Realm and hide yourself so perfectly here?"

This question had lingered in Xue An’s mind ever since he discovered Wen Muling’s identity.

He could discern at a glance Wen Muling’s current power level.

Although the noble families of the Central Ghost Realm were inconsequential in Xue An’s eyes, with Wen Muling’s minuscule cultivation, it was theoretically impossible for her to elude their pursuit.

Thus, he couldn’t help but ask.

Upon hearing Xue An’s question, Wen Muling’s face briefly changed, but she quickly regained her composure. She lowered her head and spoke softly, almost inaudibly, "My lord, I was going to tell you about this matter even if you hadn’t asked me. But it involves something of great importance..."

"Oh? Well then, speak!" Xue An waved his hand casually, erecting a Divine Sense barrier to isolate them from the others.

Seeing this, Wen Muling took a deep breath, then slowly raised her head and said solemnly, "My lord, do you believe that even within the high ranks of the Ghost Race, there are good people?"

This probing question made Xue An pause slightly before he smiled and nodded, "Though the odds may be slim, every race has both good and evil sides. The Ghost Race certainly has good people too! Otherwise, your lord and I wouldn’t have been friends!"

Wen Muling nodded. "What I’m about to tell you concerns a member of the Ghost Race’s high ranks. My life was saved by her, and she sympathizes greatly with the Nether Monarch’s plight. I didn’t want to implicate her, so I have been extremely cautious until now!"

Through Wen Muling’s account, Xue An gradually began to understand the general course of events.

Back when he was forced to suddenly leave the Ghost Realm due to an urgent matter, the Nether Monarch fell into a period of despondency, followed by a series of incidents that ultimately led to his disappearance.

Meanwhile, his subordinates were unable to escape, becoming victims of a joint assault by the noble families of the Central Ghost Realm and powerful factions from deeper within the Ghost Realm.

At the time, Wen Muling was naturally present, but her strength was far too feeble. She could only stand and watch helplessly as her kindhearted senior disciples were annihilated one by one by the noble families.

Despite trembling in terror, Wen Muling had resolved to die alongside them, prepared to sacrifice everything.

Yet due to her insignificant strength, no one paid her any heed throughout the battle.

In the midst of the chaotic warfare, Wen Muling suddenly fainted, and when she awoke, she found herself not among the dead, but in a thriving location—a bustling place unlike anything she had expected.

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