No matter how hard Fu Huan searched, she couldn’t find Chun Meng. With no other choice, she rushed to the Netherworld.

“What did you say?” In the study, after hearing Fu Huan’s words, Si Qing’s brows furrowed tightly, his face covered with a layer of gloom.

“I only suspect that woman might be Chun Meng. Didn’t you say you knew Chun Meng’s hiding place? Take me to see it now.”

Si Qing nodded and led Fu Huan away.

…

Fu Huan followed Si Qing to a desolate suburb. This place was hundreds of miles away from the market, completely uninhabited.

“Is it here?” Fu Huan pointed to a small cottage in front of them.

Si Qing nodded slightly without speaking and strode quickly toward the cottage.

After searching around, there was no one in the cottage.

…

…

Fu Huan also searched the surroundings but found no trace of Chun Meng.

It was over. Could Chun Meng have fallen into Leng Yuan’s hands? If so, the heavens might collapse.

“Huan’er, you go back to Phoenix Feather Pavilion first.” Si Qing walked out the door, expressionless as he spoke to Fu Huan.

“What about you?” Fu Huan looked toward Si Qing, her tone filled with worry.

Si Qing put his hands on her shoulders. “Don’t worry about me. I know what I’m doing.”

“But…” Fu Huan was still concerned.

“No buts. Go back first and rest well.” Si Qing looked at her pale face, his eyes tinged with heartache.

Seeing Si Qing’s resolute attitude, Fu Huan nodded slightly, trusting that Si Qing knew what he was doing. She wouldn’t stay here and cause him trouble.

After saying goodbye to Si Qing, Fu Huan returned to the Celestial Realm.

…

Upon returning to the Celestial Realm, as Fu Huan walked along the path to Phoenix Feather Pavilion, she saw Leng Yuan and Third Princess Bing Lian walking leisurely in her direction. When the two saw Fu Huan, there was a hint of mockery in their eyes.

“Huan’er, have you just returned from the mortal realm?” Leng Yuan showed a faint smile, looking at Fu Huan with an innocent expression.

Seeing Leng Yuan, Fu Huan wanted to ask about Chun Meng, but asking now would automatically expose herself. So after glancing at Leng Yuan, she prepared to walk around her and leave.

Leng Yuan reached out, blocking Fu Huan’s path.

“Why are you in such a hurry? Don’t you have something you want to discuss with me?” Leng Yuan looked sideways at Fu Huan, the smile on her face gradually fading.

“Discuss what? The dirty tricks you’ve played?” Fu Huan let out a cold laugh, looking at Leng Yuan with disdain.

Hearing this, Leng Yuan laughed, withdrawing her hand and walking closer to Fu Huan. “Dirty tricks? Tell me, what dirty tricks have I played?”

“You know very well.” Fu Huan said.

“Is that so? But I feel like I haven’t done anything wrong at all!”

After saying this, Leng Yuan glanced at Bing Lian standing beside her and smiled at her, gesturing for her to walk a few steps away.

Bing Lian had always been close to Leng Yuan. She nodded and moved several steps forward.

“Regarding the hot spring, I only told you not to rashly cross it because at the end of the hot spring is the Netherworld. It was you who couldn’t resist temptation and insisted on crossing the hot spring. How can you blame me for that?”

“As for impersonating Elder Immortal Wen Yi, it was because your skills were inferior and you couldn’t see through my magic. Can you blame me for that too?”

“In the end, it’s because you’re stupid, foolish, and too quick to trust others! Fu Huan, I can only say that the Great Emperor Ziwei has protected you well and taught you everything except human nature!”

Leng Yuan smiled as she said all this, watching Fu Huan’s gloomy face and feeling extremely satisfied deep down.

Yes, this was exactly the expression she wanted to see on Fu Huan’s face.

Back then, every time she saw Fu Huan, she was that carefree and imperious daughter of the phoenix. Now it was time for her to taste the flavor of defeat.

And this was just the beginning.

“Indeed, you are my good sister, teaching me such a profound lesson. I’ve truly learned something!” Fu Huan couldn’t be bothered to engage in a war of words with Leng Yuan. After saying this, she walked forward.

Leng Yuan watched Fu Huan’s retreating figure and said lightly, “There are some things you should understand by now. If you let go now, there’s still time for everything!”

“If things reach the point of no return, it won’t be pleasant for any of us.”

Hearing this, Fu Huan’s back stiffened, and she left without looking back.

After Fu Huan left, Bing Lian came over, looking curiously at Leng Yuan. “What did you say to her? I was watching from afar, and the smile on your face seemed to hide something.”

“Third Princess, I suddenly feel that I’ve wasted my affection on that sister of mine all this time.” Leng Yuan stroked Bing Lian’s head and walked forward.

“What’s wrong?” Bing Lian asked curiously.

Leng Yuan paused her steps. “Nothing. I’ll tell you tomorrow.”

“Why wait until tomorrow?” Bing Lian didn’t understand.

“Because I only want to wait until tomorrow.” Leng Yuan’s eyes deepened, gradually filling with cold light.

…

Fu Huan stayed in Phoenix Feather Pavilion with her heart tense, unable to relax for a moment without news of Chun Meng’s whereabouts.

“Master, what’s the story with that immortal woman?” Zi Yu entered with a cup of water, seeing Fu Huan’s worried face, and couldn’t help but become concerned as well.

Fu Huan shook her head. This matter was better known by as few people as possible.

If someday the truth came to light, it wouldn’t implicate too many people.

But several hours had passed, and there was still no news from Si Qing.

“It seems that the woman is no ordinary person.” Zi Yu put down the water cup, vaguely guessing something from Fu Huan’s expression.

“Does Master intend to continue like this with Lord Netherworld God? As far as I know, the Heavenly Emperor is wary of Lord Netherworld God.” Zi Yu said.

Fu Huan turned her head to look at Zi Yu, surprised at how much she knew.

“Don’t forget, I’m about the same age as the Great Emperor Ziwei. Though I haven’t seen some things firsthand, I’ve heard about them long ago.” Zi Yu smiled.

“These days, both the Celestial Realm and the Netherworld are becoming increasingly restless.”

Fu Huan sighed, leaning back in her chair, not knowing what to say. Recently, there had been one worrying matter after another.

Zi Yu sat with Fu Huan for the whole afternoon. Near dusk, Ink Qilin appeared at Phoenix Feather Pavilion with a letter in its mouth.

Fu Huan took the letter, which contained three characters written by Si Qing: “Already taken away.”

Seeing these three characters, Fu Huan’s heart settled. She placed the letter by the candlelight and burned it completely. At that moment, another letter appeared at Ink Qilin’s mouth.

Fu Huan took it again. This time it was a line: “Zhu Ling has ulterior motives. Keep an eye on her and Tong Yan.”

Zhu Ling?

The celestial attendant by Leng Yuan’s side.

She had ulterior motives against Leng Yuan? Wasn’t Tong Yan the small celestial attendant by the Heavenly Emperor’s side?

Fu Huan frowned. After confirming the contents of the letter, she burned it again.

After delivering the two letters, Ink Qilin disappeared.

“I’m going out for a while.” Fu Huan wrapped herself in a cloak and walked out.

Fu Huan went directly to Tong Yan’s residence, a small wooden pavilion called Yan Pavilion.

Being the Heavenly Emperor’s attendant, Tong Yan was considered one of the highest-ranking attendants in the Celestial Realm. Therefore, the Heavenly Emperor had granted him a wooden pavilion for him to live in alone.

Upon arriving near Yan Pavilion, Fu Huan concealed her presence and waited outside for a while.

Si Qing wanted her to pay attention to Zhu Ling and Tong Yan. Could it be that there was some kind of deal between them?

As she was thinking, she saw a figure approaching from a distance, looking around cautiously as if afraid of being seen.

As the figure drew closer, Fu Huan saw that it was indeed Zhu Ling.

When Zhu Ling reached the door of Yan Pavilion, she took out a key from her sleeve, shakily opened the main door, and carefully went inside.

Fu Huan quickly followed, flashing into Yan Pavilion.

Zhu Ling went straight to the farthest room inside. After she entered the room, Fu Huan heard voices coming from inside.

“Ling’er, you’ve come.” Tong Yan’s voice came from within.

“Brother Tong, could you help me with one more favor?” Zhu Ling’s voice, tinged with a hint of tears, came from inside.

After these words, Tong Yan inside fell silent for a moment, then let out a mocking laugh. “Ling’er, every time you’ve come to me recently, it’s to ask me to do something for you. I want to ask, what exactly do you take me for?”

“Brother Tong, I have no choice. You know that in the Celestial Realm, I’m just a little maid who faces contempt everywhere. Many things are beyond my control.” Zhu Ling began to cry.

Tong Yan sighed. “Stop crying. Tell me what it is, and I’ll see if I can help.”

“Tomorrow at noon, could you find a way to have the Heavenly Emperor gather all the immortal lords, as well as the Heavenly Empress and all the imperial consorts, to appear together in the main hall of Qingyang Palace?”

“What are you trying to do?”

“I’m following Upper Deity Leng Yuan’s orders. I don’t know what she plans to do.”

Upon hearing Leng Yuan’s name again, Tong Yan’s face darkened. He lifted Zhu Ling’s chin. “So every time you’ve appeared at my place, it’s because of Upper Deity Leng Yuan?”

“Brother Tong, I, I…”

“Hmph, I’ve been sincere to you, yet you use me like this! Didn’t you come to ask for my help? Hurry up and follow the rules. Do I need to undress you myself?”

As the words fell, the sound of clothes falling to the ground could be heard from inside.

Fu Huan stood outside, listening to the activity inside, and couldn’t help but blush. She hadn’t expected Leng Yuan’s calculations to be so precise, even managing to buy over Tong Yan, who was by the Heavenly Emperor’s side.

What a beauty trap.

And in the process, she had also pulled Tong Yan onto her boat of conspiracy. In the future, it wouldn’t be easy for Tong Yan to extricate himself.

However, this was indeed a good breakthrough point.

Yes, right now!

“Bang…”

Fu Huan suddenly pushed open the door and strode into the room.

The two people on the bed were both startled, quickly covering themselves with the quilt and hiding under the covers.

“Up-Upper Deity Fu Huan!” Tong Yan stared in astonishment, looking at Fu Huan with terror, having completely lost the boldness he had when facing Zhu Ling earlier.

Zhu Ling was even more frightened, burying her head under the covers, not daring to say a word.

“Were you two just discussing how to scheme against the Heavenly Emperor?” Fu Huan smiled as she spoke.

“No, no, how would I dare to scheme against the Heavenly Emperor!” Tong Yan hastily denied.

Fu Huan touched her chin. “Is that so? But I heard this young lady say that if she slept with you, tomorrow you would find a way to have the Heavenly Emperor gather everyone in Qingyang Palace. Isn’t that scheming against the Heavenly Emperor?”