18: Chapter 18 Xuanming Palace

As soon as these few words came out,

the entire Tingxue Pavilion fell into a deathly silence.

Gu Han's fingers, holding the teacup, paused slightly.

In the distant Eastern Desolation,

within the Tianxuan Peak Hall,

Gu Sheng leaned back against the broad main seat.

His mind buzzed with a loud hum.

Xuanming Hall?

Wasn't this the power Gu Han's shell belonged to before her death?

The information provided by the System stated clearly that this organization had been destroyed three hundred years ago.

Even its ruins had been turned upside down by scavengers.

And now it suddenly reappears?

And it even showed up in the Far North Icefield?

Gu Sheng sat up straight.

His fingers tapped rapidly on the tabletop.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

The rhythm grew faster and faster.

Something was wrong.

Very wrong.

Inside Tingxue Pavilion,

Mu Qinghan's gaze remained fixed on Gu Han's exquisite face.

She tried to find a single trace of emotional fluctuation,

but there was nothing.

Gu Han remained as cold and indifferent as ever.

“Continue.”

Gu Han set down her teacup.

The crisp sound of it clicking against the table echoed in the room.

Mu Qinghan lowered her head.

“After the news spread,”

“the entire cultivation world went mad.”

“The major Sects of the Beiming Land have mobilized in full force.”

“Even those old monsters in secluded cultivation have broken their seals to emerge.”

“And that's not even the worst part.”

Mu Qinghan looked up,

her hands unconsciously clutching her sleeves.

“The Immortal Holy Lands of the Central Province have also sent people.”

“They crossed the Boundless Sea”

“and descended directly onto the outskirts of the Far North Icefield.”

“Currently, they have blockaded the sea for ten thousand miles around.”

“No one is allowed to approach.”

Su Qianxue leaned against the wall,

her legs feeling a bit weak.

Immortal Holy Land.

These three words represented the absolute Peak of the cultivation world.

Any random Disciple who walked out could sweep through the entire Beiming Land.

And now, they were making such a huge fuss over a Xuanming Hall.

Danqingzi sneered from inside the ring.

“Nonsense.”

“Back then, Xuanming Hall was a mysterious power famous throughout the world, and it produced a Heaven-Defying Prodigy like Goddess Qingxue.”

“The Lunar Legacy hidden inside, and even her Lifebound Treasure, might still be there. Who wouldn't be envious?”

“Those hypocrites have caught the scent and come running.”

Gu Sheng winced in the Tianxuan Peak Hall.

Trouble was brewing.

He had originally thought he was just borrowing a shell to show off a bit

and harvest a wave of destiny points.

But now,

he had directly provoked all the top powers in the cultivation world.

This wasn't some peerless glove;

this was clearly a super hornet's nest.

Inside Tingxue Pavilion,

Mu Qinghan looked at Gu Han.

“Sister.”

“Originally, Qinghan couldn't understand it at all.”

“Xuanming Hall has been destroyed for three hundred years.”

“In that great battle back then, even the earth veins were severed.”

“Nothing was left but ruins everywhere.”

“Those Immortal Holy Lands from the Central Province had already looted everything they could grab back then.”

“Why would they mobilize so many people to run to the Far North Icefield now?”

Mu Qinghan took a step forward,

stopping only three feet from Gu Han.

“But now,”

“Qinghan roughly understands.”

“It's all because of you.”

Gu Han raised her eyes.

“Me?”

Mu Qinghan nodded heavily.

“Sister Qingxue, have you forgotten?”

“Three hundred years ago,”

“in everyone's perception, you were already dead.”

“Your Divine Soul was annihilated,”

“and your true spirit dissipated.”

“This was a fact confirmed by three Nirvana Stage experts working together.”

Mu Qinghan's speech quickened.

“However,”

“you are sitting here now, alive and well.”

“Although your cultivation is gone,”

“the Origin aura of the Lunar MysteriousChar Body cannot be hidden from those old monsters who are proficient in Heavenly Secret Deduction.”

“Those people from the Tianyan Sect must have sensed the reappearance of the Lunar Origin.”

“They can't deduce your specific location,”

“they can only deduce the abnormal movement of the Xuanming Hall.”

In the Tianxuan Peak Hall,

Gu Sheng suddenly stood up.

He kicked over the red sandalwood table in front of him.

The teapot shattered,

and tea spilled all over the floor.

[Ding.]

[System Prompt: Host, please pay attention to emotional management. Damaging public property requires a deduction of ten exchange points.]

“Go to hell!”

Gu Sheng cursed loudly in his mind.

“System, get out here!”

“How did you guarantee it to me before?”

“You said all product sources were legal and compliant!”

“That they were ownerless items!”

“And now?”

“The actual owner has come knocking on the door!”

“Immortal Holy Lands!”

“You want me, a Fourth Level of Qi Refining rookie, to fight them with my head?”

The System's light screen flickered twice.

[When this System recycled this shell, it confirmed that it was in a state of no vital signs.]

[It met the criteria for being an ownerless item.]

[Because the Host injected a Divine Soul, the Origin of the Lunar MysteriousChar Body was activated.]

[Thereby triggering a resonance with the Laws of heaven and earth.]

[Being sensed by external experts is a normal physical phenomenon.]

[This System is not responsible.]

Gu Sheng laughed in extreme anger.

Physical phenomenon?

You're talking to me about physical phenomena in the cultivation world?

He finally understood completely.

This Clone was no ownerless item at all.

This was the greatest foundation of the Xuanming Hall.

In that great battle three hundred years ago,

Luo Qingxue had died in battle,

but her shell had been preserved by some secret method.

It was even possible that it was hidden in some extremely secret Forbidden Ground,

waiting for an opportunity for resurrection.

But the System, that schemer,

had directly crossed space

and stolen the divine body they had painstakingly preserved for three hundred years,

then sold it to him at a low price.

Now look what happened.

The corpse was gone,

and the Lunar Origin had erupted in the Beiming Land.

The remnants of the Xuanming Hall, and those enemies from back then,

had all gone crazy.

They must think Luo Qingxue had been resurrected,

or that someone had stolen the divine body.

Regardless of which it was,

as soon as Gu Han's identity was exposed,

the entire Beiming Land would instantly turn into a slaughterhouse.

Countless experts would tear through the Void Realm to descend,

blasting Xueluo City along with Gu Han into dust.

Gu Sheng paced back and forth in the Tianxuan Peak Hall,

his brain working at high speed.

He absolutely could not panic.

The more it was like this, the more he had to maintain the persona.

Since he had already boasted,

he could only bite the bullet and keep boasting to the end.

Inside Tingxue Pavilion,

Gu Han quietly listened to Mu Qinghan's analysis.

She did not argue,

nor did she show any sign of panic.

She just lightly straightened her skirt.

“Is that all?”

Gu Han uttered three words.

Mu Qinghan was stunned.

She had originally thought that when her sister heard this news, she would immediately arrange an escape route,

or seek help from that mysterious Young Master Gu.

After all, those were the Immortal Holy Lands of the Central Province,

the very heavens of the entire cultivation world.

But Gu Han's reaction was too calm.

So calm it was frightening.

“Sister.”

“Those are the Tianyan Sect and the Immortal Holy Lands.”

“Once they lock onto Xueluo City,”

“it will take at most half a day for them to cross the domains and arrive.”

“Your current cultivation...”

Gu Han raised her hand,

interrupting Mu Qinghan.

“Tianyan Sect.”

“Immortal Holy Land.”

Gu Han repeated these two names.

Then,

she let out an extremely soft sneer.

“Three hundred years have passed,”

“and they are still like hyenas sniffing for the scent of blood,”

“biting everywhere.”

Gu Han stood up.

The chill of the Lunar Origin overflowed from her body once again,

and the temperature in the room instantly dropped to the freezing point.

“Back then, I could suppress the prodigies of their generation until they couldn't lift their heads.”

“Now,”

“since I have been pulled back to the present from the river of time by the Young Master,”

“why should I fear them?”

Gu Han took a step forward,

closing in on Mu Qinghan.

“Do you think”

“the Young Master placing me in Beiming”

“was really just a random act?”

Mu Qinghan's breath hitched.

Could it be...

all of this was within that Young Master Gu's calculations?

Gu Han turned around,

her hands behind her back,

looking at the grey sky outside the window.

“The Xuanming Hall that appeared in the Far North Icefield”

“is nothing but an empty shell.”

“The true core Legacy”

“was integrated into my Origin the moment the Young Master reshaped my divine body for me.”

“Their going there will be in vain.”

These words were half-true and half-false.

Gu Sheng was frantically fabricating a script in the Tianxuan Peak.

Since the System had stolen the shell,

the Legacy must also be in this body.

As long as he muddied the waters

and pushed all the irrationalities onto that fictional 'Young Master Gu',

he could perfectly hold down the fort.

Danqingzi was completely numb inside the ring.

“Even the Immortal Holy Lands are being played like chess pieces?”

“Just how big a game is this Young Master Gu playing?”

“What an incredibly thick thigh this old man has latched onto!”

Although Su Qianxue didn't understand,

as she looked at Gu Han's domineering back,

her feelings of admiration were like a surging river.

[Ding.]

[Destiny Girl Su Qianxue's admiration value has reached the threshold.]

[destiny points +1000.]

[Important plot character Mu Qinghan's awe of the Host's fictional identity has deepened.]

[destiny points +1500.]

[Current Destiny Point balance: 9600 points.]

Gu Sheng breathed a long sigh of relief in the Tianxuan Peak.

No matter what,

he had earned the destiny points first.

With this huge sum,

his confidence had also grown significantly.

Inside Tingxue Pavilion,

Mu Qinghan knelt on one knee.

“Sister's lesson is correct.”

“It was Qinghan's shortsightedness that failed to grasp Young Master Gu's profound meaning.”

“Since everything is under the Young Master's control,”

“Qinghan will say no more.”

Gu Han turned around.

“Return to the Ice Spirit Sect immediately.”

“Restrain your Disciples.”

“No one from the Ice Spirit Sect is allowed to interfere in the matters of the Far North Icefield.”

“Furthermore, no one is allowed to approach even half a step.”

“Those who disobey,”

“will be executed without mercy.”

Mu Qinghan nodded heavily.

“Qinghan obeys your command.”

She stood up

and gave Gu Han a deep look.

“Sister, take care.”

“Once Qinghan has handled the Sect's affairs, I will come to find you again.”

Having said that,

Mu Qinghan turned into a streak of ice-blue light,

directly breaking through the roof of Tingxue Pavilion

and disappearing into the sky above Xueluo City.

Silence returned to the room once more.

Su Qianxue approached from the corner.

“Sister Gu,”

“what that Saintess said just now...”

“Don't ask what you shouldn't ask.”

Gu Han gave her a cold sweep of her eyes.

Su Qianxue immediately shut her mouth.