The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 88 - 75 Stay No Less Than 100 Meters Away From The Place of Death_1

Chapter 88: Chapter 75 Stay No Less Than 100 Meters Away From The Place of Death_1

The town of Qiyue.

Jin Li turned around to find a young girl in green.

The girl appeared to be very young, just coming of age, with her long black hair tied up high on both sides in a style commonly known as the Flying Immortal Bun, embellished with golden hairpins.

She was not tall either. With the height added by her hairdo, she barely reached 1.6 meters.

The girl in green looked at Jin Li, and spoke slowly: "I am the priestess of the Moon Kingdom, Qiyue."

Jin Li was a little surprised.

She had come here low-key, but was still discovered.

"Greetings, Priestess Qiyue." Jin Li responded.

However, the next words of the priestess made her heart skip a beat.

"Qingluo is my sister."

Disbelief flashed across Jin Li’s mind.

Because Qingluo was the name of her mother.

Was the Qingluo this girl spoke of the same Qingluo she was thinking about?

"She is your mother, and also the Saintess of our Moon Kingdom."

Upon hearing this, Jin Li turned to Aunt Qin.

Aunt Qin remained silent, seemingly confirming it.

"I see." Jin Li didn’t show much reaction.

"Could you accompany me to the ancestral land of the Moon Kingdom?" Qiyue, the priestess, extended the invitation.

"Sorry, I don’t have the time," Jin Li flatly declined. As she stared at the lake, a sense of unease welled up within her for some unknown reason.

She was unable to reach Qi Yuan.

She hadn’t waited for Qi Yuan either.

"Your Highness, are you waiting for someone?" Priestess Qiyue asked, her expression calm.

Jin Li didn’t say anything, which amounted to a confirmation.

"The person Your Highness is waiting for did not come."

The excitement in Jin Li’s eyes flashed and then vanished. She asked in a cold voice, "You know?"

"I don’t." Qiyue, the priestess, shook her head. She looked up at the towering ancient tree, "In this world, there are many unknowns, and many mysteries that cannot be solved.

Some are buried in history, washed away by time; others are simply unnoticed, appreciated only by the individual.

However, when the ancient tree spreads to the moon, all the mysteries will be unraveled."

Having spoken, she did not lower her head, but continued to look at Jin Li, "Rumor has it that the first bridal princess waited for her divine husband by this lake, but he never arrived; there was also a faceless swordsman who awaited his love here, but she never came; there was a visitor from heaven who lingered here for a long time and ultimately vanished.

Everything in this world is destined, and no one can break this rule. Your Highness, why obsess over this moment?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Li’s typically cold face revealed a stubborn determination: "I don’t believe in fate or destiny. If ten years are not enough, then a hundred years; if a hundred years are not enough, then a thousand years, ten thousand years!"

Her gaze was unwavering.

It was merely a temporary inability to contact him. One day, they would meet again.

"If you don’t meet...sigh." Qiyue sighed, "Your Highness, if you keep waiting and he never shows, perhaps you should visit the temple of the faceless swordsman."

After speaking, Qiyue walked away gracefully.

Jin Li suddenly recalled some content from the second part of the message Qi Yuan had left her.

She murmured to herself: "If you don’t meet... If you don’t meet...

Suddenly, she turned to ask Aunt Qin: "Aunt Qin, do you know of any forbidden places other than Sky End?"

Aunt Qin shook her head: "I do not."

"Really?" Jin Li inexplicably recalled the circumstances from half a month ago, when she had dispatched the Qilin Guard to the Forbidden Dress Zone.

Like usual, the Forbidden Dress Zone was inhabited by no one but strange garment creatures.

There were no other garment creatures in the depths of the zone, nor were there any traces of battle.

She stood before the lake, staring at the shimmering lake water, her face as cold as moonlight.

...

Underneath the ancient tree.

Qi Yuan stared at the elegant young girl in the long dress with a complex expression: "Did you find Jin Li?"

The girl in the long dress shook her head: "I did not."

Qi Yuan looked at the girl, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke with a somewhat hoarse voice: "Do you know about Nanqian Country?"

"I do not." Qiyue, the priestess, shook her head.

Qi Yuan paused for a moment, then asked again: "What about Nanfeng Country?"

"And... the Divine Gate of Destiny?"

The Divine Gate of Destiny was the most powerful sect among the Human Clans.

Qi Yuan didn’t really want to ask this.

"I do not know of it." Qiyue, the priestess, shook her head again.

"Hmm... I see." The agitation on Qi Yuan’s face faded, leaving a tranquil look or more accurately, an overly calm demeanor.

"The person you are looking for, our Moon tribe will try our best to find her!" There was an apologetic expression on Priestess Qiyue’s face.

"Hmm." Qi Yuan did not continue the topic, but looked up at the ancient tree adorned with chilling corpses. "What happened here?"

"According to the analogy of the Hundred Cities Alliance, those people hanging here either disrespected the filial piety or obstructed the promulgation of its doctrine." Qiyue said coldly, visible fury in her eyes. "The Hundred Cities Alliance wanted to include my Moon tribe as well, where anyone who made a mistake would be hanged on the ancient tree!"

Qi Yuan was silent: "This action violates the heavenly harmony, it is like drawing fuel from the bottom of the pot."

Generally speaking, the next generation is the future of a nation or a race.

Doing so would mean that the Human Clans on the Wangyue Continent would dwindle in no time.

"The promulgation of doctrine of the Hundred Cities Alliance has caused dissatisfaction among many countries, leading to opposition and dissatisfaction even within the Hundred Cities Alliance itself.

Countless strong men rebelled, causing rivers of blood."

The priestess of the Moon tribe, Qiyue, said coldly.

"In such a situation, the Hundred Cities Alliance should have been on the brink of collapse.

But..."

At this point, Qiyue, the priestess, had a gloomy look on her face.

"The Black Robed Guards!"

At the mention of this term, Qiyue, the priestess, was obviously very excited. Her body trembled slightly, seeming to harbor great fear.

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