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Chapter 179 You’re Not Good Enough (1)_1

Chapter 179: Chapter 179 You’re Not Good Enough (1)_1

Not long after they left, Qingluan also took off from Wuyou Island with a group of people and flew towards Holy Sea City.

Holy Sea City was bustling today, with crowds thronging the streets and all the shops overflowing with people, each one of them beaming with smiles.

The ritual was due to start at noon, and now people were holding various activities on the streets. Residents from all four empires had come to witness this rare spectacle.

"I didn’t expect the Divine Temple to have so many people!"

"I wonder how the boss is doing," Sun Kui and the others mumbled dispiritedly as they weaved through the street crowd.

"After today, the Divine Temple will start thinking about how to punish the boss."

"Why don’t we just go and rescue the boss?!"

"But we don’t even know."

"Sigh."

"Gentlemen, our young Hall Master requests your presence," Fen Li suddenly appeared in front of the Mors Empire’s people.

"Young Hall Master Fen? What does he want with us?" Mo Ziqing asked.

"You’ll know once you get there," Fen Li said, "Please, follow me."

They all followed Fen Li to Fen Jian’s yard, where they saw him and the Saint Heir of the Divine Temple actually drinking tea together in the courtyard.

"Young Hall Master, they have arrived," Fen Li addressed Fen Jian.

"Thank you, Fen Li," Fen Jian replied with his signature smile, "You can go back to your duties now."

"Yes," Fen Li bowed and retreated.

"Young Hall Master Fen, Your Highness the Saint Heir."

"I’ve called you here because I need your help with something," Fen Jian said, looking at Mo Ziqing and the others. Seeing the puzzled looks on their faces, he smiled and continued, "I’ve already struck a deal with your boss. It’s just that we need your cooperation during the ritual today. You all..."

Shen Xingzong and Shen Wanqing stood face to face in confrontation. Shen Wanqing looked at Shen Xingzong, not with tears, but there was heartbreaking melancholy in her eyes.

"Why?" Shen Wanqing asked softly, rather than screaming heartbreakingly.

"This is your destiny," Shen Xingzong said indifferently.

"Destiny?" Shen Wanqing asked, "Is my existence purely for this mission? Am I not your daughter?"

"Among so many women back then, only your mother gave birth to you, a girl with both cursed fate and the power of sanctity," Shen Xingzong said, without regard for the other as his daughter, but as a tool prepared for more than twenty years for this very day.

"Do you think you will succeed?" Shen Wanqing said with a trace of scorn, "A person clothed in sanctity but hosting a demon within, do you really think you’ll succeed with those? Without me as the sacrifice, can you still succeed?" Shen Wanqing said, her expression desolate as she drew a sword and moved to cut her own throat.

Just as the blade touched her neck, she was immobilized by Shen Xingzong’s oppressive power, unable to move.

"I’ve prepared so much, it’s not for you to destroy at a whim!" Shen Xingzong’s face remained impassive as he looked at Shen Wanqing and said, "You do have talent, and your temperament is quite like mine when I was young, but it’s a pity..."

At that moment, Shi Nan arrived at Shen Xingzong’s yard, glanced at the immobilized Shen Wanqing, and bowed to Shen Xingzong.

"Divine Master."

"How is Huagui doing?" Shen Xingzong asked.

"She has already devoured 10,000 children; now, she has entered her growth period," Shi Nan replied.

"Good! Take her to the altar and proceed with the plan," Shen Xingzong commanded, turning away indifferently.

"Yes," Shi Nan said, as he came over to take Shen Wanqing away.

Shen Wanqing kept gazing at the man who didn’t bother to look back—the man who had once gathered various treasures for her and taught her how to cultivate. All those past moments had been for today; their beginnings had not stemmed from his being her father! Now, he intended to take back everything he had given her, including her life!

A single tear eventually made its way down her cheek.

Dugu Qianye and Lei Fengqi arrived in the skies above Holy Sea City, looking down at the swathes of white-clad figures below. She said, "Fire Temple Master, don’t you ever feel like you’re in mourning wearing white every day?"

Lei Fengqi glanced at Dugu Qianye without replying to her remark.

"Actually, I think, Fire Temple Master, you should smile more, because there aren’t many days left for smiling," Dugu Qianye continued, regardless of Lei Fengqi’s cold look.

"Indeed, you should seize the opportunity to smile more," Lei Fengqi said.

"Thank you for the advice, Fire Temple Master. I will smile more in the future."

"Hmph," Lei Fengqi snorted, no longer paying attention to Dugu Qianye and taking her straight to Shen Xingzong’s courtyard.

"You summoned me and waited here for me, is there something important you wish to tell me?" Dugu Qianye asked. "Don’t tell me you’re not planning to negotiate with my emperor and are going to take my life instead?"

"You’re very smart, and also recklessly bold," Shen Xingzong said, looking at Dugu Qianye.

"Thanks for the compliment, I’ve always known I’m smart," Dugu Qianye flippantly seated herself opposite Shen Xingzong and said, "As for being recklessly bold, as I’ve said before, my boldness is a necessity."

"Heh, do you know why I had you brought here today?" Shen Xingzong asked with a smile.

"Well, let me guess—do you want me to see your once-a-decade festival?" Dugu Qianye inquired.

"Wrong," Shen Xingzong replied with a smile. "Not to observe, but to participate."

"Really? I wonder what I could do on such an important day for the Divine Temple?"

"A sacrifice."

"A sacrifice?"

Shen Xingzong looked at Dugu Qianye and said, "Yes, a sacrifice."

Dugu Qianye leaned back in her chair and said, "Hall Master, even if I did kill Niu Yan, it was because he came to kill me first. Are you going to make me a sacrifice over this? I am, after all, the Marquis Who Secures the Nation of the Mors Empire. Aren’t you afraid that my Empire might wage war against the Divine Temple because of how you treat me?"

"Heh, I was just saying you’re smart, and now you can’t figure it out? If I’m willing to sacrifice you, obviously, I’m not concerned about that anymore," said Shen Xingzong. "Someone wants you dead, and naturally, I dare not keep you."

"Someone wants me dead? Aside from your Divine Master, I fear no one else could compel you to such action," Dugu Qianye stated. "Hall Master, could you tell me why the Divine Master wants my life? It seems to me that I have no grudge against her."

"A son’s duty is to pay his father’s debts," Shen Xingzong said. Then he turned to Lei Fengqi and instructed, "Take her away. Keep her separate from Wanqing until it’s time to bring her over at noon."

"Yes."

Dugu Qianye was escorted out by Lei Fengqi. As they walked through the front courtyard, they passed by the Fire Temple Master. During the passing moment, she detected the pungent scent of Light Star Grass and cast a puzzled glance at it, but before she could contemplate further, Lei Fengqi had whisked her away.

Lei Fengqi took Dugu Qianye to the Thunder Temple’s jail and locked her in a room by herself. He specifically called for two Phantom Emperors to guard her, admonishing them with a simple "Keep a close watch," before he departed.

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