An Lingyan did as she was told, and soon, the originally transparent bottle began to light up with colorful lights, with seven colors competing to shine, and the brightest color was green.
"Good, good! That's great!" Hongxia's hands were shaking with excitement, and she almost dropped the glass bottle in her hands to the ground.
She didn't expect that the Anling family actually cultivated another saint candidate whose qualifications were no less than An Lingyue's.
Moreover, this candidate possesses very rich wood spiritual power, which is an unexpected surprise.
Hongxia looked at An Lingyan with excitement and love in her eyes, as if she was looking at a rare treasure: "Come with me back to the palace to see the Palace Master now."
An Lingyan nodded, then looked at her relatives reluctantly.
She had known her destiny since she was born and had already prepared for it. If she could leave her hometown and become a saint in exchange for peace and a future for the Anling family, then she would be willing to do so.
An Lingyan's mother's eyes were red and she threw herself into her father's arms and cried.
An Lingyao forced a smile and said, "Don't be sad, Yan'er. When you become a saint, I will definitely go to the Moon Palace to see you."
Hongxia sneered in her heart when she heard this, and thought: That only works if you can still see her.
But he smiled and said, "Ms. An Ling, please come with me. I hope you will be obedient along the way. We in Yaoyue Palace don't want another An Lingyue to appear. I believe everyone in the An Ling family should understand, right?"
An Lingyan wiped her tears and was about to nod when a cold voice came from the side: "Wait!"
Hongxia turned her head and saw the handsome young man standing up from the stone and walking slowly towards her. Xi Weizhi, who was dressed in a flamboyant red robe and wearing a mask, naturally followed behind Xi Yue.
As soon as Hongxia saw Xi Weizhi, her scalp suddenly went numb. Even though her cultivation was so high, she was so scared that she wanted to retreat.
Xi Yue looked at her and asked calmly, "You don't want to take her away just like that, do you?"
"Then... then what else do you want?"
Xi Yue couldn't help laughing. "I remember that Yaoyue Palace once issued an order that the women of the Anling family would be slaves and prostitutes for generations. You wouldn't want the Saint Girl that Yaoyue Palace sent to the Divine Realm to come from a family of slaves and prostitutes, right?"
Hongxia breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that this was just the request!
"Don't worry, I'll take Miss An Ling back to let the Palace Master verify her identity. I'll immediately clear the An Ling family's name and revoke the order from that year."
"Is that enough?" Xi Yue sneered, her face full of sarcasm, "You just easily cancel the order and take away the daughter that someone has raised for more than 20 years? Yaoyue Palace is really doing a good business."
"How dare you! Who do you think you are? I invited the Moon Palace to select a saint. When will it be your turn..."
Hongxia was furious, but before she could finish her words, she suddenly felt as if something was pinching all the blood vessels and tendons in her body, leaving her on the verge of death.
The next moment, she met Xi Weizhi's eyes that were deep in the cold pond. They seemed to contain a bloodthirsty smile that could tear her into pieces at any time.
Hongxia opened her mouth and said with difficulty: "I... We are willing to compensate the Anling family!"
The pressure on her body suddenly relieved, Hongxia gasped for breath, and her face was covered with beads of sweat.
Xi Yue smiled and said, "That's good! Then, let's talk about the specific compensation matters." (To be continued)