jdhmnovel Chapter 148 Goddess Descends to Earth
Chapter 148 Goddess Descends to Earth
Qin Muyang's face turned deathly pale, and he trembled as he hugged Xie Wanning tightly.
The disciples who were originally outside the door entered one after another, looking at this scene in disbelief.
Si Jinchuan was pinching his own hand, blood seeping from his fingertips. There was a faint demonic aura around him, but it vanished in an instant, leaving him frozen in place.
Xie Wanning glanced apologetically at Qin Muyang. However, she did not faint; instead, she grabbed the sword stuck in her heart and pulled it out forcefully.
The drawn sword was entirely crimson, even the blade was crimson, with only a few gold threads tied to the scabbard.
"Miss Xu, how are you?" Qin Muyang's face showed obvious panic, and tears were faintly visible in the corners of his eyes. He hurriedly took out a Grade 9 Recovery Pill from his storage bag, his right hand trembling slightly as he held the pill.
Xie Wanning picked up the pill, swallowed it in one gulp, and the wound on her chest gradually healed.
She picked up the sword, channeled spiritual energy into it, and said with obvious anger, "Come out!"
The sword trembled twice, but found it couldn't break free from Xie Wanning's grasp. Then, a petite sword spirit emerged from the sword.
Her hair was tied up high, and she wore a sleek red battle robe, with armor covering her shoulders and limbs. The little sword spirit raised its head, scanned the area, and finally fixed its gaze on Xie Wanning.
Seeing the obvious anger on Xie Wanning's face, the little sword spirit frowned and said, "Human, I am willing to sign a contract with you, why are you still angry? I am the sword of the Qingyun Sect's ancestor, the Guichen Sword. My willingness to choose you as my sword master is something you should be proud of."
Xie Wanning's face flushed slightly, her eyes were cold, as if she was enduring something.
The moment the Returning Dust Sword pierced her heart, a sword spirit contract appeared in her mind. The Returning Dust Sword forcibly signed the contract without her permission.
Xie Wanning grabbed Guichen and sheathed it, then placed a restraining talisman on its body, preventing the sword spirit from causing trouble again.
"Let's go!" Xie Wanning said coldly, while simultaneously grabbing Luo Ze sword and sheathing it as well.
"No!" Song Huai'an suddenly called out to everyone. He looked around, his eyes filled with panic: "Junior Sister Ye is missing."
Everyone was startled by the sound and began a thorough search of the Lingxiao Palace, but they could not find Ye Qianqian.
"Junior Sister Ye was right next to me just now, why did she disappear?" Jiang Ci's lips turned pale as he searched blindly.
Xie Wanning was also searching, but she could feel her heart pounding.
'Ye Qianqian' is not the real Ye Qianqian; 'she' is merely a puppet possessing all of Ye Qianqian's memories from her time at Qingyun Sect. 'She' can mimic all of Ye Qianqian's actions, but she has no soul.
Just now, Xie Wanning saw Ye Qianqian take a defensive magic weapon and leave. After that, Ye Qianqian has been next to Jiang Ci. Why hasn't she appeared yet?
Could it be that the fact that 'Ye Qianqian' is a puppet has been discovered? No, the substitute puppet is a ninth-grade magic artifact, and ordinary people cannot detect any clues at all.
Just as Xie Wanning was lost in thought, she heard a panicked cry: "Fellow Daoists, the doors of the Lingxiao Palace are closing! Come out quickly!"
Xie Wanning had no choice but to squeeze through the crack in the door.
As soon as they stepped outside, they saw Song Huai'an and Jiang Ci, their faces pale and filled with grief, saddened by the loss of their junior sister.
"Fellow Daoist Song, don't panic. Junior Sister Ye will be alright."
“Yes! Junior Sister Ye has always done good deeds and accumulated merits, how could she suffer misfortune? She probably just had something to do and left first,” Zhong Yingxiu assured her, patting her chest.
Xie Wanning didn't care about this matter; at worst, she could just make another puppet and dress up as Ye Qianqian.
She felt no sympathy for Ye Qianqian, nor could she empathize with Song Huai'an and Jiang Ci's sorrow.
Suddenly, a blinding light emanated from the Lingxiao Palace.
"What happened?" someone exclaimed.
The Lingxiao Palace vanished from its spot, and Xie Wanning felt her feet sink into the ground, falling straight down.
She drew the Luo Ze sword and flew through the air on it.
The golden light in the sky did not disappear; instead, it became even more dazzling.
Xie Wanning followed the others and flew back to Qingyun Square on their swords. All the disciples were silent, while the sect leaders looked at the golden light in the sky with deep awe. Even Yan Ze, who was still seriously injured, appeared before everyone with his wounded body.
"What is that?" a disciple asked in a low voice, only to be smacked hard on the back of the head.
The man lowered his voice and warned, "Little guy, don't talk. We can only watch."
Everyone looked so tense that they didn't even dare to breathe.
Xie Wanning felt a vague unease in her heart. She sensed that the power of the Heavenly Dao sealed in her consciousness space was stirring and seemed about to emerge.
Is that light related to the Heavenly Dao?
Xie Wanning tensed up, her lips pursed, ready to fight at any moment.
Suddenly, a light flashed, and a figure emerged from it.
The woman was stunningly beautiful, tall and slender, with a swallowtail hairpin draped over her head. Her graceful figure was adorned with a light gold silk dress that shimmered in the sunlight, exuding an ethereal aura. She was calm, composed, and otherworldly, like a beautiful fairy descended from heaven, untouched by worldly concerns.
She had striking pupils, golden ones. Those eyes were like the most dazzling sunlight, making people afraid to look directly at them, yet her gaze held no sorrow, no joy, no emotion, no love.
Everyone was shocked because the woman's appearance was eight parts similar to Ye Qianqian, a junior disciple of the Qingyun Sect, but she lacked some of the childishness and delicacy, and had more of a sacred and compassionate air. In particular, the golden feather mark on the woman's forehead made her look like a celestial being descended to earth.
"Junior Sister Ye?" Song Huai'an called out tentatively.
The woman's gaze fell on Song Huai'an, and a hint of joy appeared in her originally ruthless eyes.
She slowly descended from the sky and landed in front of Song Huai'an, smiling lightly, "Senior Brother, I'm sorry. I just went to the second floor of the Lingxiao Palace and met that great figure. He bestowed upon me the power of a celestial being and appointed me as a goddess. That's why I disappeared from your sight. I'm really sorry."
Ye Qianqian's words, though gentle and considerate, sent a shiver down one's spine, making one want to kneel and submit to her. Is this the power of a god? The power of that great figure!
Ye Qianqian approached Yan Ze and helped him up from his wheelchair. The moment Ye Qianqian touched Yan Ze, a golden light flashed, and when she looked again, Yan Ze's injuries had already healed, and his cultivation level was even much higher than before.
"Greetings, Goddess!" Yan Ze suddenly knelt on one knee and called out with utmost devotion. His usual cold indifference was gone, replaced by pure piety in his eyes and tone.
"Greetings, Goddess!"
"Greetings, Goddess!"
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Whether it was the sect leader, the disciples, or even the spirit beasts, they all knelt down in unison.
Xie Wanning stared in disbelief at the magnificent scene before her, her mind completely blank.
Ye Qianqian is clearly dead, so why has she returned as a goddess?
Ye Qianqian looked at everything in front of her with a smile in her eyes.
However, when she saw Xie Wanning standing there in shock, she felt an overwhelming surge of anger.
In an instant, she appeared in front of Xie Wanning, her tone indifferent yet extremely authoritative: "Why don't you kneel!"