C592 Years of Old Matter

In these two days, he only closed his eyes. His mind was filled with the image of her body burning and her skin being burned by his hands.

That image was like a nightmare that tortured him. It wanted to torture him to the point of wanting to kill him.

No one knew that the pain was from her body, but it was from his heart.

He had wanted to see her countless times. He clearly knew where she was, so why didn’t he want to see her?

However, he didn’t dare.

Her screams that day kept on stimulating his nerves.

Every time he couldn’t help but want to secretly see her, her screams would sound in his mind and stop him.

So, after that night, he controlled himself and didn’t see her again.

He really wanted to see her, but he also wanted to know why her body had become like this. That was why he couldn’t help but summon the wheel of fate.

Ling Bai walked to his side and asked, “Is it not good? Why isn’t she good?”

Long Zixuan couldn’t help but sigh. He rubbed his eyebrows and said with a tired expression, “It’s hard to explain. There’s a big problem with her body.”

“So, you summoned the wheel of fate to solve the problem with her body?”

Ling Bai guessed his intention almost immediately.

Long Zixuan didn’t deny it. He nodded.

That’s right. He summoned the wheel of fate to find the problem with her body. Only after finding the problem could he solve it.

“Then did you find the answer?” Ling Bai asked.

Long Zixuan shook his head as a sense of defeat appeared on his tired face. “No.”

“How could that be?” Ling Bai exclaimed, “Even the Wheel of Destiny can’t tell how to solve her body problem?”

All living beings were under the control of the Wheel of Destiny.

If Yun Fengyu’s body was just a problem, how could the Wheel of Destiny not be able to solve it? It was too absurd.

This was the first time Ling Bai had heard of such a thing.

Long Zixuan turned around and looked at him with his dim eyes. He said, “It’s very strange. I can’t find Yun Fengyu’s fate on the Wheel of Destiny.”

He thought that something was wrong, so he looked for it many times. However, there was no fate for Yun Fengyu. This made him feel frustrated and helpless.

If he couldn’t even find her fate, how could he solve the current problem?

Ling Bai’s eyes suddenly opened wide as he said in disbelief, “How could that be? There’s no fate for Yun Fengyu on the Wheel of Destiny?”

He was too shocked that his voice was a bit muffled.

He had seen such a situation before, but it only happened to Yun Fengyu, which made him feel shocked.

There was no fate for Long Zixuan and Beiming Chen on the Wheel of Destiny, but Long Zixuan had the bloodline of the Nine Abyss Dragon Emperor, and Beiming Chen had the bloodline of the Sky God Emperor.

Even if the two of them weren’t on the Wheel of Destiny, it was still reasonable.

But why was Yun Fengyu not on the Wheel of Fortune? Could it be that she had the bloodline of the Ten Emperors of the Ancient Era?

The more he thought about it, the more absurd it became. In the entire Hao Yuan Empire, everyone knew that Yun Fengyu was the daughter of Yun Zhantian. How could she have the bloodline of the Ten Emperors?

Long Zixuan shook his head and said, “I don’t know either. Forget it, I’ll think of another way.”

Since Yun Fengyu’s fate wasn’t on the Wheel of Fortune, he could only find another way.

Ling Bai watched as he casually wiped away the Wheel of Fortune and felt that it wasn’t worth it. He said in a pained tone, “Five hundred years of lifespan. Xuan, you wasted it just like that. It really isn’t worth it.”

Even Long Zixuan didn’t have a lifespan that was equal to the heavens and the earth. He wouldn’t have wasted five hundred years just like that.

Even Ling Bai felt reluctant to part with him. He really admired his courage.

Long Zixuan turned around and walked outside. His voice came over in a low tone, “It’s not worth it.”

As long as it was for Little Feather, he would be willing to give up even a thousand years of lifespan.

This was a sin that he had committed, so he should be the one to bear the responsibility.

Even if it was… his retribution.

Ling Bai watched his back and quickly chased after him. He followed behind him and said, “Oh right, Xuan, isn’t Beiming Chen the Ninth Prince of the Beiming Imperial Family? How could he have the bloodline of the God Emperor?”

Long Zixuan’s footsteps did not stop. His dim eyes squinted.

This question started from the chaos of the God Race twenty years ago.

Twenty years ago, when the Sky Highness God Emperor was crossing the Heavenly Tribulation, something went wrong and he did not return for a few months.

He had many concubines, and the God Emperor’s concubines were like human women who would be jealous.

At that time, the most favored God Concubine was the daughter of the Flower Race, named Hua Zhuyan.

Hua Zhuyan had a cold personality and was extremely beautiful. She was loved by the Sky Highness God Emperor, so she naturally attracted the jealousy of the other concubines.

Therefore, after the Sky Highness God Emperor’s accident, some people started to attack Hua Zhuyan.

At that time, Hua Zhuyan was already three months pregnant.

The God Race’s pregnancy period was thirteen months, five months was the pregnancy pulse, and six months was the pregnancy pulse.

The Sky Highness God Emperor loved her very much, so he gave her many escape weapons. When someone tried to kill her, she would use the escape weapons to escape.

In the chaos, she escaped to the Hao Yuan Empire.

Later on, due to some unforeseen circumstances, Hua Zhuyan, who was three months pregnant, became the concubine of the Ninth Darknorth Li. The human race’s pregnancy period was nine months and ten days, which was three months less than the God Race’s pregnancy period.

She used this to hide her identity and made the Ninth Darknorth Li think that Beiming Chen was his son.

No one would have thought that Beiming Chen was not the Ninth Prince of the Beiming Family, but the son of the God Race’s Ao Family.

Even Beiming Chen himself knew that he had the God Emperor’s bloodline, but he did not know why he had the God Emperor’s bloodline.

If he didn’t come to the Northern Desolate Realm and stayed at the Ao family for a while, he probably wouldn’t have known about this.

Speaking of which, the relationship between the Sky Highness God Emperor and his father, the Nine Serenities Dragon Emperor, was really hard to explain.

However, the mother and daughter seemed to know about this and were planning to take the God Emperor’s bloodline from Beiming Chen’s body.

They just didn’t know how they knew about this.

Long Zixuan didn’t look at Ling Bai and said, “This isn’t something you should know. Don’t ask anymore.”

He didn’t even tell the Sky Highness God Emperor. How could he tell Ling Bai? It was better to not tell him before the Emperor Dragon Clan was clear about this.

Ling Bai…

He was curious, but he couldn’t ask.

Seriously, what was there to not ask?

Forget it. If he wanted to know, he would know sooner or later.

The next day.

Feng Yu pushed open the door and walked out.

She was still wearing a pure white dress. Her long hair fell down and was tied up with a simple hairband.

The breeze blew gently and brushed her hair against her face.

She walked out of the arched door and talked to the servant girl passing by. Then, she disappeared from the General’s Mansion.

Yesterday, Li Huang said that he might be able to take out the Demonic Seed in Beiming Chen’s body, but he needed to see Beiming Chen himself.

Therefore, she was going to bring Li Huang to the Northern Underworld Palace to look for him.

To prevent her grandfather from thinking too much, she told the servant girl to pass on the message to Yun Hong.

In the next moment, she appeared in Northern Underworld Chen’s room.

She had been to the Chen Palace many times, so she was familiar with it.

What she saw was a room made of black sandalwood.

Although the Chen Palace had been wiped out by the people of the Sacred Martial Bureau and burnt down, it was rebuilt by the people of the Northern Underworld Nine Lights afterward.

It was rebuilt exactly the same as before.

After she stood still, Feng Yu realized how wrong she was to appear in Northern Underworld Chen’s room.

Beside the black sandalwood bed, there was a slender figure standing behind her. She knew that the person in the room was Northern Underworld Chen without a doubt.

However, he was wearing a black robe in a different way than usual.

He was wearing a pair of thin white pants, but his upper body was naked. His skin was pink, and there was a black robe beside his feet.

There was a set of black robes on the bed.

It was obvious that he was changing clothes.

Just as Northern Underworld Chen touched the clothes on the bed, he sensed that there was an aura that was fascinating to him in the room. It was so familiar to him.

His dark eyes became gentle. He put away the hand that was going to take the clothes and turned around to look at Feng Yu.

Feng Yu looked at him indifferently. There was no embarrassment or shyness on her cold face. There was even no emotion in her expression.

“You’re here.”

Although Beiming Chen’s voice was still cold, if one listened carefully, one could hear a gentle and joyous tone.

He had expected Feng Yu to come back to find her. However, he did not expect her to be so impatient. How could he not be happy?

It would be better to settle this matter as soon as possible so that he would not be uneasy for the rest of the day.

Feng Yu nodded and said, “Put your clothes on. I have something to tell you.”

Beiming Chen was in a good mood. He could be said to be very easy to talk to. He nodded lightly and bent down to take the clothes. He put them on and tied the belt around his waist.

He turned around and looked at Feng Yu with his dark eyes. He said in a low voice, “Let’s sit down and talk.”

As he spoke, he pulled the chair in front of the round table for Feng Yu. Feng Yu did not refuse. She nodded and sat down.

Beiming Chen pulled the chair next to her and sat down. He opened the teacup on the table with his long and fair fingers. He took the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Feng Yu.

“Thank you.”

Feng Yu looked at the cold tea and thanked him. However, her eyebrows moved slightly. This Beiming Chen was really strange.

It turned out that he also liked drinking cold tea.

Luckily, it was her. If it was anyone else, they would have started to complain about his way of treating guests after they left the house.