The Ancient Realm Goddess
Sheng Feng Fan Secrets

Meanwhile after Mo Jingtian left Qing Yue'er, she went towards a distant place. He climbed up into the sky to see the stairs that were built from white clouds. It was a long ladder and he could not fly past it. The only way is on foot.

He climbed for a long time to see the peak. There were no large buildings, palaces or anything like that, but only an altar dominated by white. In the center there is a white statue with a face that is not so clear. In front of the statue is a white board like a table that is not too high.

On top of the board was a white box that was tightly sealed. There are beautiful looking gold carvings on each side. Mo Jingtian picked up the box, but he did not dare to open it. Last time he came here, he received a ring of light. It's not a big deal to him.

However, Mo Jingtian was worried that the contents inside the box would be much more than that. He took the box and kept it carefully. His breathing was long. Suddenly he heard a voice as gentle as the wind entering his ear, “My son, you've done well.”

Mo Jingtian directly raised his head. But he saw nothing. The voice did not sound like a woman's voice, unlike a man's voice either. It was really like the sound of the wind sounding very mysterious.

He finally fell to his knees. There were complaints and also complaints within the look of his eyes. He said, “I don't want to be anyone's son. Can you let me go?”

“You can't say that. A girl has come and is present for you. You just have to inaugurate it.”

Mo Jingtian finally gritted his teeth furiously. “Stop controlling my life! Really, I really .. I beg you. Do you want a little bit of mercy?

“Your destiny will not be changed. You are different from anyone ...” The voice sounded increasingly faint and increasingly faint until it finally disappeared. All that remains is a long silence.

Mo Jingtian did not want to move. For a very long time he was silent. It was only after a while that he moved to pick up the white box that had already been stored. He looked at the white box, then hesitantly began to open it.

The white clothes along with the white robes were already neatly folded there. There is a golden dragon embroidery that looks very beautiful. Then there is also a long hairpin made of pure gold embedded there. It should have been a nice set of clothes, but Mo Jingtian did not feel happy.

“I can't possibly do this,” murmured him in a slight daze. At that moment suddenly someone patted his shoulder slowly.

“Ayo, home. Don't wail here.”

Mo Jingtian immediately looked up. He was surprised to see his teacher suddenly appear there. His teacher was already reluctant to come out as it would eat too much strength, he knew that. However, today the old man was willing to come to this altar just to take him home.

“Teacher, what should I do?” asked Mo Jingtian. This time he really wanted to listen to the advice of others. He's a little lost direction.

“What else? Take the girl to see me. I have some things to say,” replied the teacher.

“Teacher, don't tell me about this.” Mo Jingtian's intent was the box he had just obtained.

Teacher Mo Jingtian smiled. “No. I'm just an outsider to you. However, you can't be too slow to tell him. Disciple, don't let Baili Linwu move faster than you.”

Mo Jingtian nodded in understanding. He finally kept the white box again. Then he heard his teacher take a deep breath. “That time I couldn't believe the ring you got. Now I see for myself how you're being urged.”

“I was also a little incredulous at first.”

Then Mo Jingtian palpated the ring of light that dimmed. It was one pair with the one he gave Qing Yue'er. This is the sky-giving ring. That girl definitely doesn't know. Back then when it was paired to Qing Yue'er's finger as well she did not tell the truth.

“I will do everything as well as possible,” Mo Jingtian said.

After that, the two of them left the white altar. Mo Jingtian went to take her teacher home before she finally returned to meet Qing Yue'er.

Of course Mo Jingtian's arrival made Qing Yue'er feel surprised. He had just gotten off the boat when he saw the man coming across from him. “Are you not going? Why come back?” qing Yue'er asked in surprise.

“I'm done,” Mo Jingtian said.

“Secap it?” Qing Yue'er was a little incredulous. If not for Mo Jingtian's special aura, perhaps he would have suspected that the man was not Mo Jingtian.

“Mm.” Mo Jingtian nodded. “I'll take you somewhere.”

“Where?” qing Yue'er asked.

“You'll know later.” Mo Jingtian wouldn't say it here. He held Qing Yue'er's hand and the two of them instantly disappeared just like that.

Qing Yue'er felt a feeling of floating for a while. After that he felt his feet rest and now he was in a completely different place. It was a stone-covered room. Qing Yue'er could feel the scent of sandalwood there.

However, no matter how he looked, the place looked like a cemetery. Why did Mo Jingtian bring her here? There were many questions in his head, but he just silently followed where Mo Jingtian was stepping.

After going through many turns they finally arrived at the room in the middle of which was Mo Jingtian's master stone chest. But now the old man is out. No longer just lying in a box.

Qing Yue'er looked at Mo Jingtian full of question marks. He did not know who the old man was and felt he had never seen him. Noticing Qing Yue'er's confusion, Mo Jingtian finally said, “He is my teacher.”

Of course Qing Yue'er felt surprised. He never thought that he would be reunited with Mo Jingtian's teacher. Especially in a situation like the present that is not so supportive. Right now she doesn't look like a reliable girl.

Qing Yue'er was feeling a little nervous. Then he immediately bowed respectfully. He did not know what to say, but fortunately the old man did not seem fierce or scary.

“Hmm.” Mo Jingtian's teacher named Mo Tianyu seemed to be rubbing his chin. “Girl, don't be nervous. Sit.”

Finally Qing Yue'er sat on the stone chair that was there. Fortunately Mo Jingtian didn't go anywhere so he wasn't too nervous. If he was alone, it would be different.

Mo Tianyu smiled amiably. “So how long have you known Jingtian?”

“Maybe it has been about four years,” Qing Yue'er replied. He lowered his gaze, not daring to stare directly at the old man.

“Master Teacher found out about my father?” qing Yue'er asked.

Mo Tianyu immediately chuckled. “Of course. Who here does not know the Wind God? I was just wondering, is Sheng Feng's fan with your mother?”

Qing Yue'er felt doubtful for a moment. After a while he said, “Actually the fan is already in my hand.” Then he turned to look at Mo Jingtian. “I waited for Mo Jingtian's instructions to open it.”

Mo Tianyu nodded in understanding. “If you want we can open it here.”

Mo Jingtian nodded at Qing Yue'er, which signified approval. He also wanted to know roughly what Qing Yexuan was hiding inside the fan. After all there were no strangers there and no one was likely to eavesdrop on them.

Finally Qing Yue'er took out Sheng Feng's fan. Then he put it on the stone table. “I don't know how.”

Mo Jingtian picked up the fan, then poured his strength there. It took him some time until he finally came up with the idea. “Try dripping your blood here.”

Qing Yue'er immediately complied. He felt his heart beat a little faster than usual. He bit his finger hard, then before his blood dripped he directly carried it over the fan. Red blood dripped onto the surface of the fan.

The three people instantly observed the possibility of what was about to happen. At that moment, suddenly Sheng Feng's wide-open fan started to display him moving pictures like a video clip.

Qing Yue'er looked at a man standing near the wooden house while holding a fan. It was none other than Sheng Feng's fan. Qing Yue'er's feelings became very enthusiastic. It must be his father and the house behind was the house he had previously visited.

Is correct. It was the house where he sat down while chugging wine together with Duan Mu. Now he became convinced that Duan Mu was not just anyone. Maybe he knew his father or how exactly, he didn't know.

After that the picture shows a different person. Qing Yue'er's father seemed to bow respectfully to the man that Qing Yue'er did not know who her identity was. However, when he saw this, Mo Jingtian and his teacher immediately looked at each other.

The man who was given the respect by Qing Yexuan wore clothes that were already shabby and old. However, just from the drawing alone Qing Yue'er could feel its power. It didn't seem to lose to Mo Jingtian.

Then the image on the fan changed again. This time it featured the foreign man who brought Qing Yexuan to a place. The place was filled with flowers, rather it was a very spacious flower garden.

The man then dug the ground and took out the box. The box was opened and displayed a key. No one knows what the key is. A few moments later the image in the fan disappeared, then replaced with a line of a sentence.

“The key to the demon king's release.”

Qing Yue'er felt surprised by all this. He looked at Mo Jingtian full of questions. “This .. can I find out what is likely?”

Mo Tianyu gritted his teeth furiously. “It was clear that Baili Linwu wanted to free the demon lord. What exactly is he planning? I really can't understand it.”

Meanwhile Mo Jingtian was still silently thinking. Baili Linwu couldn't possibly free the demon lord for no reason. Is it possible that they have a certain relationship? Or maybe just want to utilize for something else?”

“Whatever it is, do not let Baili Linwu know this,” Mo Jingtian said. “I'll find out more.”

“Then this fan? What am I supposed to do?” qing Yue'er asked.

“You will save yourself or you want me to save it?” asked Mo Jingtian.

Qing Yue'er thought for a moment. It was his father's fan. Looks like he should keep it to himself. It was not that he did not trust others, he only wanted to have a memento from his father, at least one.

“I'll keep it myself,” said Qing Yue'er.

Mo Jingtian nodded. “But you have to be careful. I'm sure Baili Linwu, I mean Lord of the Heavenly Court, won't give up on getting that fan.”

“I understand.” Qing Yue'er nodded. He really did not expect that he, who was only an 18-year-old girl, was holding an object that the Heavenly Court Master was fighting over. It feels really amazing.

Suddenly he remembered the foreign man who was with his father. It seemed that Mo Jingtian and his teacher knew the identity of the man. Out of curiosity, he finally asked, “That guy is who he is? Who was with my father.”

“It was the old Heavenly Court Lord,” Mo Tianyu said. In the past he had met in person once. It was a very memorable memory for him. “It's a shame after the Heavenly Court Lord changed, everything started to go wrong.”

Qing Yue'er frowned. If it was truly as Mo Tianyu had said, then it all started from the current Heavenly Court Master. Then why could Baili Linwu be appointed as the Heavenly Court Lord? Qing Yue'er really felt everything was so dizzying.

He was silent for a while, then asked, “Then, where is the old Heavenly Court Master?”

“Maybe it has taken some time to rest. After all I do not know of his whereabouts,” Mo Tianyu said. Qing Yue'er simply nodded and did not say anything more.

“Teacher, what do you want Master to talk about?” mo Jingtian asked suddenly. He wanted to know what his teacher really wanted to tell Qing Yue'er. The old man had already twice wanted to meet his girl.

Mo Tianyu sighed. Then he looked at Qing Yue'er and Mo Jingtian in turn. For the sake of anything, he could see the two people were indeed very suitable. Perhaps this is how the heavens determine the lives of both.

After a while he asked Qing Yue'er, “Girl, have you ever heard of Child Heaven?”

Qing Yue'er who was asked like that immediately gasped. The Son of Heaven was someone who had already come into his dreams several times. He really wanted to know who the boy was and why he had gotten into his dream. Will the old man tell you about the Son of Heaven?

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Tonight there is another update, if the brain author smoothly 🤣