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In the ninth year of the new era, the Great Qiao Dynasty united the entire country. The people's minds were set, and the destiny of the country was prosperous.

In the same year, Emperor Qiao and the later Qiao Qiao acquired a daughter. When this girl landed, the Seven-Colored Phoenix circled the heavens for three days without leaving her.

Because of this, rumors spread like wildfire. Firstly, the little princess acted as the emperor and secondly, the Great Qiao Dynasty must have a treasure trove.

"… …"

A light mist floated about. Threads of bamboo flute, streams of water from the immortal bridge, it was like a paradise on earth.

The old man in front of him sat down on the side and pinched his fingers together thoughtfully.

Suddenly, he frowned and clicked his tongue. Following that, he couldn't help but laugh out loud as his thin lips slightly parted:

"Hahaha, after so many years, I, I have finally waited for you, but …"

Before he could finish his sentence, the Rainbow Phoenix entered the fairyland and transformed into a black crow in the blink of an eye. It hovered in the air and wailed sorrowfully.

"So it turns out that the body and the soul are different."

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Five years later.

"Master, how about I catch a wild rabbit?" A girl of about five to six years old, with two pigtails and a little grey hare in her hands, ran towards the old man with a sway. The girl was still young, so it was impossible to tell how beautiful she was, but her clear eyes shone in the bamboo house.

"If you don't practice properly, then go out and cause trouble!" The old man coldly shouted, but there was no warmth in his eyes. He was so shocked that the girl trembled and the rabbit fell onto the ground. It lost its joy from being in the girl's hands.

"Sigh!" The girl was about to give chase when she was stopped by the elder's stern voice.

"Come back, let's go to the yard and take a horse stance for four hours!"

"Yes." The girl looked wronged. The rabbit was meant to be caught and brought back to her master to nourish her body, but it ran away. Helpless, she could only listen to her master and dejectedly stood in the yard in a horse stance.

"Giggle ~" A gloating laugh sounded from outside the courtyard. The girl gave a cold snort. She knew it was that annoying Senior Martial Brother again!

"Junior Sister, was she punished by Master again?" The person who entered the courtyard was a six or seven year old boy. His lips were red and his teeth were white. His skin was snow-white and he looked like an immortal. However, there was a devilish smile on his face.

"He You You! Scram!" The girl shouted angrily.

"Giggle ~" The boy once again laughed complacently as he ran into the bamboo house. However, no one saw the deep pain and worry on his face the moment he turned around.

— —

Fifteen years later.

In the dark, damp dungeon, there was a woman dressed in white with an expression of endless grief. Although she didn't suffer any torture, her surroundings were terrible. From time to time, two to three rats would crawl in front of her feet.

She hadn't thought that the person who would harm her to such an extent would be her most respected master!

"Creak ~ ~" The cell door opened gently as a white-haired old man entered with a vicious aura all over his body.

"Are you still not going to tell?"

The woman raised her head and saw that the old man, who had a benevolent memory, now had a hideous face. The voice that was once the most familiar to the girl had now become exceptionally ear-piercing.

"Good, you have backbone. My meticulous training has not been in vain." The old man narrowed his eyes, he had a lot of patience, "This is the first time your senior has dared to disobey my orders, if you don't say it now, I'm afraid that he will be reduced to a pile of bones."

The woman smiled with a hint of ridicule on her beautiful face, "After so many years, you and your disciple have come close to me and colluded with each other. Could it be that you still hope that I will save him?"

"What a pity about his true love for you."

"He was just paying incorrectly. In the end, he's still one of your lackeys." There was not a single trace of emotion on the woman's cold face. Her heart had long since been lost during their meticulous planning five years ago.