Chapter 1163 - 351: Sister Shen, Are You Really My Mother? (6k)_4

After Lu Yaoyao finished transmitting her message, Shen Hanyi’s eyes flickered slightly beneath her veil, stirring up turbulent waves in her heart.

Mr. Ji is Zhou Qing?

And eight thousand Spirit Seals?

Last time outside the Kunpeng Palace, when Zhou Qing helped her reactivate the permanently locked Six-Color Restriction, there were only a little over a thousand Spirit Seals.

How long has it been since then, and he has already comprehended eight thousand Spirit Seals; this is incredible.

At that time, she thought highly of him and even offered to take him as her disciple, but Lu Yaoyao immediately refused.

Shen Yunzhou, standing beside her, couldn’t hide his shock either.

Although by refining the corpses of cultivators destroyed by the Golden Thunder Sect, he had perfected his Realm and broke through to Divinity Transformation Realm Perfection, he admitted he couldn’t fight twenty by himself.

No, actually I could...

Because I could disgust them to death.

No wonder he’s Shen Yunzhou’s chosen close friend, equally amazing in talent.

"The Nangong Family definitely won’t let Brother Shen off so easily. Sis, do it!" Shen Yunzhou immediately said loudly to Shen Hanyi.

With your Late-stage Spirit Severing cultivation, extinguishing an Early Stage is child’s play, isn’t it?

I heard about the Spider Emperor at the border who you suppressed and killed soon after.

Shen Hanyi rolled her eyes at him.

"If we kill people casually, what are the rules for?"

On the other hand, Zhou Qing is her destined person.

Not to mention his help on many occasions, the opening of the Kunpeng Palace in the future still requires his help with the Emperor’s Brilliance Scripture.

Otherwise, relying on her Spirit Seals as a Fourth-level Array Master, she couldn’t get inside at all.

"Now that the Nangong Family has publicly reconciled, on what grounds should I intervene?" Shen Hanyi retorted.

Lu Yaoyao opened her mouth, a little unsure of what to say.

Yes, others are now eyeing her father, not just the Nangong Family.

Shen Yunzhou then turned to Lu Yaoyao, "By the way, where do you think Zhou Qing will go? Didn’t you say on your way here that he was traveling with his Second Senior Sister?"

Lu Yaoyao frowned, deep in thought, then her eyes lit up, "He doesn’t know many people in the Imperial City, but there’s one place he might go."

"Where?" Shen Yunzhou asked eagerly.

Lu Yaoyao smiled, "At the Seventh Prince and Ninth Princess’ place!"

...

A day later, the three of them arrived at the west district of the Imperial City.

This area was full of mansions of nobility.

As Lu Yaoyao was comparing the map to find Xuanyuan Muqian’s residence, Shen Hanyi suddenly stopped, her gaze falling on an abandoned courtyard.

On the mottled plaque, the three faded characters "Jintian Palace" were faintly distinguishable.

"What’s wrong?" Lu Yaoyao asked puzzled.

Shen Hanyi shook her head lightly, "It’s nothing."

The three continued on.

As they walked away, a masked figure quietly appeared atop the ruined wall.

Sikong Yan rested his chin on his hand, watching their backs as they left, the corner of his mouth slightly raised beneath the mask, "All familiar faces... now this is interesting."

Not to mention Lu Yaoyao, Zhou Qing’s little follower.

As for Shen Yunzhou, he’s also an old acquaintance. He was the one who accidentally exposed the Corpse Nourishing Land left by the Corpse Yin Sect that the Golden Thunder Sect was researching.

Not to mention that time at the edge of the Abyss in Canglan Mountain, this guy was sneaky, and he noticed him before he spotted Zhou Qing who suddenly appeared.

As for the silver-haired woman wearing the veil, there’s no need to mention her.

In the ruins of Old Peng King, she was the one who confronted the Peng Emperor, Xuanyuan Shuo, and that weird Dead Crow.

At that time, he was merely at Divinity Transformation Realm Perfection and could only watch from afar with the people of Cangyan Daoist Palace.

"She probably noticed me but couldn’t be bothered to care," Sikong Yan clicked his tongue softly.

Judging by their route, they should be heading to the Seventh Prince and Ninth Princess’ place, after all, Lu Yaoyao doesn’t know many people in the Imperial City.

Suddenly, he clapped his hands and laughed, "In this way, the odds of finding Zhou Qing for help have increased."

"Dahuang, where have you gone, it’s time to eat!" At this moment, an elderly call came from the depths of the ruins.

Sikong Yan reluctantly jumped off the wall, muttering as he walked, "I know, nanny. I’ve told you so many times, just call me Xiao Yanzi, using that childhood name sounds like you’re calling a dog..."

"What Xiao Yanzi, it sounds like a eunuch," Nanny Su insisted with undeniable firmness, "Nanny just likes to call you Dahuang, it’s more dignified!"

Sikong Yan shook his head with a smile, "Alright, alright, whatever makes you happy."

Suddenly, he sniffed the air, "Hmm? It smells good today... all the dishes I loved as a child?"

"Of course!" Nanny Su said proudly, then lowered her voice out of caution, "But are you sure no one’s watching this place?"

Sikong Yan lifted his hem and sat down, speaking lightly, "Rest assured, just sit down and eat."

"Hmm, it smells amazing!"

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