This sudden family reunion caught everyone off guard, not just Feng Cang but everyone else present as well.

When Jiang Qingxue called Feng Cang “Father,” Mu Yunjin’s brows furrowed slightly. After watching for a moment, she couldn’t help but grip her sleeves with both hands.

If Jiang Qingxue was calling this elderly man father, could this old man possibly be the renowned elder Feng Cang from the Fenghua Sect?

Which would make him… her grandfather?

As this thought occurred to Mu Yunjin, she felt a sense of surrealism.

Before her, Feng Cang’s gaze was fixed intently on Jiang Qingxue, his eyes flickering with emotion and misting over with a thin layer of tears. “Yiyi, is it you?”

Jiang Qingxue bit her lip, her eyes reddening as she nodded, “Daughter didn’t die. I was rescued by a kind-hearted person back then, but I must have been too traumatized and couldn’t remember anything that had happened before.”

“If I hadn’t seen Father just now, along with the Red Phoenix mark in your hand, I probably wouldn’t have remembered the past.”

Upon hearing these words, Feng Cang’s vision grew increasingly blurry. Now over seventy years old, when alone, he would often think about his only ill-fated child. Sometimes he wondered if, after searching for so many years without finding Yiyi’s body, she might still be alive…

…

But as the years passed without a single word of news about her, he had given up hope.

Never did he imagine that today, here in the Tiansheng Continent, he would see his dearly missed daughter.

Yiyi…

It was truly his precious daughter.

“Come, let father take a look at you.” Feng Cang looked at Jiang Qingxue with tears in his eyes, not doubting her identity for a moment.

Jiang Qingxue stepped forward and threw herself into Feng Cang’s embrace, choking with emotion, “Father…”

“My dear child…”

This scene of father-daughter reunion touched the hearts of everyone present.

At this moment, Hua Ying nudged Mu Yunjin’s arm, her face filled with interest as she teased, “Master, does this mean that the old elder is your grandfather?”

Grandfather…

Mu Yunjin’s expression turned somewhat awkward.

Feng Cang also turned to look at Mu Yunjin.

“Father, this is my daughter, Yunjin.” Jiang Qingxue quickly walked over, took Mu Yunjin’s hand, and pulled her forward.

“Your daughter?” Feng Cang raised an eyebrow.

Jiang Qingxue nodded with a smile.

After receiving this confirmation, Feng Cang, despite the few teardrops still on his face, broke into a smile.

No wonder this young woman was so stubborn—she had inherited some of his temperament. Noticing the phoenix-tail whip in Mu Yunjin’s hand, Feng Cang finally understood.

This young woman was his granddaughter, and indeed, she was destined to have a connection with the phoenix-tail whip.

That eccentric old man from Xijin Garden certainly had some skills after all.

“Yunjin, quickly greet your grandfather.” Jiang Qingxue gave Mu Yunjin a meaningful look.

Mu Yunjin pressed her lips together, just staring straight at Feng Cang without immediately calling him grandfather.

Feng Cang also stared directly at Mu Yunjin.

“Yunjin…” Jiang Qingxue tugged at Mu Yunjin’s sleeve again, afraid she might offend Feng Cang.

“Grandfather.” Mu Yunjin uttered the two words.

Hearing this, Feng Cang’s expression immediately softened.

“Grandfather, did you just injure your granddaughter’s husband?” Mu Yunjin glanced at Feng Cang, speaking softly.

At these words, Feng Cang’s expression froze, and his eyes flashed with discomfort. He thought to himself, how terrible—it turned out that Chu Li was his grandson-in-law.

This had become a real mess!

He had attacked his family member!

“Ahem, it was all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding…” Feng Cang lowered his face and coughed lightly, unable to offer anything beyond this feeble explanation.

Mu Yunjin raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly. This situation had taken such a convoluted turn—who would have thought that this world-renowned expert who had been giving her headaches would turn out to be her grandfather?

“Then, what about Lengyuan? Where did you put her?” Mu Yunjin asked. Lengyuan was a dangerous threat that absolutely could not be allowed to remain free.

Hearing this, Feng Cang sighed, “I put her in a wooden cabin to the west.”

“Then let’s quickly find that witch. She’s injured now, so she shouldn’t recover so quickly,” Qieqie suggested.

Mu Yunjin frowned and looked at the others, “The Divine Token has fallen into Chu Qing’s hands, and it seems he also knows how to activate it.”

“What?!” Several voices exclaimed simultaneously.

Seeing this reaction, Mu Yunjin rubbed her temples with a headache and spoke with a lack of confidence, “I was careless and fell for his trick.”

“What should we do now?” Jiang Qingxue clasped her hands tightly, feeling somewhat afraid.

“Don’t panic. I’ll go find that boy and assess the situation first. You all go meet up with Chu Li,” Feng Cang spoke up. In a short time, he had already transformed his role and allied himself with Mu Yunjin’s group.

Hearing Feng Cang’s words, Jiang Qingxue looked worried, “Father, please be careful.”

“Don’t worry, I can crush that boy with one hand.” After saying this, he glanced at Mu Yunjin, with a hint of guilt in his eyes, “Girl, you’ve found a good husband; he’s quite capable.”

Before Mu Yunjin could respond, Feng Cang had already vanished into the air.

Mu Yunjin stood in place, feeling as if she were a confused monk. She couldn’t help but turn to look at Hua Ying, “What exactly did he do to Chu Li?”

Hua Ying smiled awkwardly, licked her lips, and lowered her voice, “The Prince Ning is now…”

“All his meridians have been severed…”

After Hua Ying uttered those four words, Mu Yunjin had already darted off like the wind toward the southern direction.

“Clang, clang…” The five-colored divine phoenix called out to its master’s departing figure.

Qieqie couldn’t help but laugh, crouching down to stroke the divine phoenix’s feathers, “Poor little one, your master is someone who forgets her friends when she sees her lover.”

The divine phoenix seemed to empathize, lowering its head to nuzzle against Qieqie’s arm.

…

“Your Highness, Your Highness, the Snow Soul Pill has arrived.” Having obtained the Snow Soul Pill, Huang Yan rushed to deliver it to Chu Li without delay. Afraid of encountering ambushes along the way, he had taken small mountain paths.

Chu Li was leaning against a rock. As soon as Huang Yan offered the Snow Soul Pill, he immediately asked, “Did you see her?”

Huang Yan nodded, “Your Highness, please take it quickly.”

Chu Li reached out and took the Snow Soul Pill, his brows furrowing slightly, “Why is this pill wet?”

“It was so dark, and I was afraid of ambushes, so I didn’t take the main road. I took some small paths instead and accidentally fell into a river…” Huang Yan fabricated an excuse.

After he spoke, Chu Li tugged at his clothing, “Then why are your clothes dry?”

Hearing this, Huang Yan wanted to slap himself. Just as he was about to speak, Chu Li asked, “Has something happened to her?”

“How could that be? The Snow Soul Pill came directly from the Princess. Your Highness, please take it quickly. Otherwise, when the Princess arrives and sees you in this state, she’ll be distressed again. Don’t you agree?” Huang Yan said.

Without a doubt, mentioning Mu Yunjin was the most effective way to persuade Chu Li.

Chu Li hesitated no longer and swallowed the Snow Soul Pill in his hand.

The Imperial Physician An, watching from the side, also breathed a sigh of relief before continuing to channel spiritual energy to help Chu Li.

After swallowing the Snow Soul Pill, Chu Li began to feel a cool sensation spreading to the areas where his meridians had been severed, and the pain gradually subsided…

When Mu Yunjin ran closer, she could see from a distance that Chu Li was sitting on the ground, with Imperial Physician An channeling spiritual energy to him while Huang Yan stood nearby keeping watch.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yunjin moved to the side and hid behind a rock, observing the situation around Chu Li.

Huang Yan had returned, and Chu Li must have taken the Snow Soul Pill. Now was probably the stage when the medicine’s effects were taking hold, healing him. If she went over now, she might interfere with Chu Li’s recovery. Better to be cautious and not disturb him.

Thinking of this, Mu Yunjin sighed softly, feeling a tinge of relief that when she was suffering from snake venom, she had resisted swallowing this Snow Soul Pill.

Mu Yunjin stood behind the rock for a long time, until Imperial Physician An withdrew his spiritual energy and said, “Mission accomplished.”

Chu Li also at this time mobilized his spiritual energy, running it through his newly healed meridians.

Seeing that the timing was about right, Mu Yunjin was just about to walk over when she heard Imperial Physician An pat Chu Li’s shoulder and say, “By the way, when you see Yunjin later, you must not reveal the news of Feng Xuan’s death. Before dying, Feng Xuan repeatedly urged us to tell Yunjin that he had gone on a distant journey, to prevent the girl from being heartbroken.”

“Mm, I understand,” came Chu Li’s soft reply.

“Alas, Elder Feng Xuan was truly unfortunate. If he hadn’t been careless, he would never have fallen to Qiuye’s sneak attack.”

“Let’s not speak of it…”

Mu Yunjin heard these voices drifting from afar and widened her eyes in shock, feeling for a moment as if her ears had deceived her.

What were they saying?

Feng Xuan was dead? Her master was dead?

How could this be possible? Hadn’t that old man claimed to be one of the three greatest masters in the world? How could he die so easily? They must be talking nonsense!

Plop, plop…

Although Mu Yunjin tried to comfort herself with these thoughts, tears still fell in large drops. She slowly crouched down, covering her face with her hands, her body trembling.

In her ears, she seemed to still hear the echoes of Daoist Feng Xuan calling her “bad girl” time and again. But how could he be gone?

Mu Yunjin’s heart trembled uncontrollably, tears flowing like broken strings of pearls through the gaps between her fingers. She had always been a strong person who understood the cycle of life and death, but now that she had experienced human warmth and affection, now that she knew what it felt like to be cared for and loved, she could no longer remain detached…

When Hua Ying ran to this spot, she saw Mu Yunjin crouching alone behind a rock, head lowered, engaged in some unknown activity.

Thinking that her poison might have flared up again, Hua Ying hurried over.

“Master, what’s wrong?” Hua Ying ran up to Mu Yunjin.

Hearing a familiar voice, Mu Yunjin quickly wiped away her tears with her sleeve, keeping her eyes downcast as she sniffled, “Nothing, I just felt a little uncomfortable.”

“Let me have a look.” Hua Ying checked Mu Yunjin’s pulse.

“Your pulse seems fine, but are your acupoints sealed, causing discomfort?” Hua Ying asked tentatively.

Mu Yunjin nodded woodenly and gave a slight smile, “I’m fine now. You go ahead and find Chu Li and the others. I’ll compose myself first so that Chu Li doesn’t worry later.”

“Alright, I’ll go ahead then.” Hua Ying didn’t suspect anything else and followed Mu Yunjin’s instructions, walking forward.

Mu Yunjin stood in place, took several deep breaths, and gently patted her face, telling herself that right now, she needed to stay strong and not become a burden…