The woman's eyes sparkled with brilliance, and she sneered, "That bitch Nalan Yurong trampled her into the mud, thinking she would never get up again, but she was able to hook up with someone else. Tell me the exact location, and I'll go see it myself."
After getting the address, the woman quickly disappeared into the mansion.
However, few people know that this mansion was the side courtyard of Zhu Chongba, the young master of the Zhu family, ten years ago, and the charming woman in black was none other than Nalan Feixue, who had practiced the magic skills and achieved great success.
Nalan Feixue came all the way to the foot of Cangshan Mountain and soon saw the woman she hated the most, her sister—Nalan Yurong.
Ever since she knew that Nalan Yurong had killed her mother and used her as a bargaining chip to be played by Zhu Chongba, Nalan Feixue hated her. For the past ten years, Nalan Yurong, as a warrior in the Condensation Vein Stage, had lived such a miserable life, and it was all her doing.
She will only bring Nalan Yurong out after she is sent to a brothel and lives a life worse than death. Then, when she is full of hope, she will cut this bitch into a human stick.
The human sticks made by Nalan Zhengze and Zhu Chongba had been tortured to death by her a few years ago, so she wanted to keep Nalan Yurong alive to torture her slowly, otherwise, her future life would be very boring.
However, Nalan Feixue did not expect that even though Nalan Yurong had fallen into such a situation, there was still someone who saved her.
Who on earth would save such a vicious, dirty and shameless bitch
However, before Nalan Feixue approached the place where the altar was set up, an indescribable feeling of fear surged in his heart.
This was not just a difference in cultivation and pressure, but she felt that the technique she practiced seemed to be completely restrained. If she got close, she would be crushed into powder.
Nalan Feixue stopped quickly, hid in a huge banyan tree, and looked into the distance.
From here, she could only see Nalan Yurong being servile and fawning towards the people around her, with a look of wanting to please, yet excited and fearful.
Among the group of people, there was a tall man who stood out. The aura he exuded made Nalan Feixue shudder. But the man's face made her feel strangely familiar.
Nalan Feixue was unwilling to give in, so he finally mustered up the courage to send a tiny seed in that direction.
This seed is from the fifth-grade magic plant Xanthium sibiricum, which has a life span of only three hours. After taking root, it will grow into a plant that resembles an ear, allowing the warrior who has engraved his soul mark on it to hear all the sounds that Xanthium sibiricum hears.
Xanthium flew to the vicinity of the altar. Nalan Feixue activated the devilish energy in his body and soon heard the sound coming from there.
Nalan Yurong knelt on the ground, kowtowed towards the incense table, and murmured, "Mother, thank you in heaven for blessing me to find my biological father. I will definitely stay by my father's side and serve him well. I will no longer be bullied or suffer. Mother, you can finally rest in peace."
Nalan Feixue frowned, her heart full of doubts. She was 100% sure that Nalan Yurong was her biological elder sister with the same father and mother. How come she had a biological father now
After Nalan Yurong kowtowed, she stood up and looked at the tall man expectantly and cautiously, "Dad, where are we going next? Dad, you are not from Miluo, right? Are you from Siam? Can I go back to Siam with you?" (To be continued)