From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

"Notify all battle zones immediately! Encircle them starting from Xinyi District! The Tianjiang Guard Team is here! To prevent members of the Nightfall Organization from infiltrating Tianjiang! The rest of you, continue to follow me in pursuit!"

A general shouted, leading a dark swarm of soldiers as they chased out of the city.

Meanwhile, Fang Ren, lying in the embrace of a female soldier, watched the battle in the sky with slightly opened eyes, and heaved a sigh of relief. This scenario was exactly as he had anticipated.

Now that Jiang Ling's power was at the level of Mysteria, even if she were encircled, Mu Huanqing could help her continue to break free. And with Jiang Ling's high realm, could she not escape if she couldn't win the fight?

However, he felt a bit sorry for her. He would have to properly apologize to her next time.

"Young Master Fang is still breathing! Quickly, someone take him to the medical area!"

At that moment, the female soldier holding Fang Ren, upon seeing his eyes slightly squinted, without a second word, handed him over to a Family Head nearby.

Fang Ren was inwardly speechless—after all, he was the husband of their general. Were they really just throwing him away?

After mentally complaining for a while, he glanced at the elder holding his arm, who was rushing him along. He remembered this person was the Family Head of the Liu Family.

Speaking of the Liu Family... was that Liu Qianqian's grandfather? Such a melodramatic turn of events.

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At this very moment, in the distant sky, Mu Huanqing looked back at Tianjiang, found it empty of anyone's presence, and then retracted her True Qi back into her body, landing in a forest.

Jiang Ling, who had been flying at full strength, also stowed her Black Knife away and joined Mu Huanqing in the forest, finding her pale-faced and leaning against a large tree. She panted continuously, her Spirit Form withdrawn into her body, and her hands clutched her abdomen, appearing very weak.

Jiang Ling came before her and asked, "Is it always so tough for a Xuan Yang Realm expert to give birth?"

Mu Huanqing shot her an unhappy glance, "Although I still don't know what your relationship with Ah Ran is, helping you this time doesn't mean I accept you, a criminal."

Jiang Ling cracked a slight smile, "Is your husband a fool?"

Mu Huanqing frowned, "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, your husband isn't a fool, so why would he be with someone like me, a criminal? And he could entrust you, during childbirth, to my protection so confidently?" Jiang Ling continued, "Don't you think you should reconsider whether you might have some misconceptions about me?"

"I don't want to have too much to do with you, nor do I want Ah Ran to be involved with you. I'll remember the favor you've done for me and Ah Ran this time. I'll definitely repay it in the future. Let's leave it at that for today. You should leave quickly," Mu Huanqing was not interested in further conversation.

Jiang Ling shook her head and sighed, "You still don't understand the intention behind Young Master Fang's decision to have you chase after me."

Mu Huanqing scowled fiercely. She did not want to talk too much with this woman, although she was very keen to know the relationship between Fang Ren and this woman. But she wanted to ask Fang Ren in person, rather than listen to this woman's version of the story.

"The child you gave birth to seems quite special. Your True Qi is depleted, and Fang Ren must have given you a Fourth-order elixir earlier to temporarily maintain your peak state, right?" Jiang Ling said and took out a small vial from her person and placed it in front of Mu Huanqing, continuing, "Inside here is a Fifth-order elixir, concocted by your husband.

He traded all his pills for money, and the Fourth-order elixir he gave you must have been concocted on the spot within the barrier. This should make you feel much better."

"Why would he give you something like this?" Mu Huanqing looked at the small vial in front of her, her heart growing increasingly complex.

"Lady Xuan, can't you see? He and I are on the same side. There's a lot in this world you don't know about," Jiang Ling asserted. "The reason he had you run after me so far was because he wanted you to learn some things from me."

Mu Huanqing paused for a long time. What Jiang Ling said was not wrong. She had just given birth, and Fang Ren had no elixirs on him. He could only hastily concoct a side-effect-free Fourth-order elixir for her to maintain her peak condition.

Otherwise, she would have broken out of the black barrier long ago, and Jiang Ling wouldn't have needed to fight Tianjiang's soldiers for so long.

Picking up the vial, Mu Huanqing examined the elixir inside, confirming that it was different from those concocted by a normal alchemist, before she spoke up: "You've said what you had to say."

Hearing this, Jiang Ling smiled and sat down under a tree opposite her, looking at Mu Huanqing before speaking, "There's far too much I have to say; such a short time is nowhere near enough. I can only share with you some of the experiences from my youth."

In the following minutes, Jiang Ling conveyed the story of her past using the simplest language possible.

Her narrative was brief, with no hint of emotional fluctuation, yet every word struck Mu Huanqing with profound impact.

After hearing everything Jiang Ling had to say, Mu Huanqing fell silent. She had heard from Jiang Ling about the struggles of her past.

Jiang Ling's husband was imprisoned in the Central Area, and only after giving birth did Jiang Ling learn that her husband had been killed by others. Ultimately, Jiang Ling broke down, killing many people...

However, the version of the event available online was clearly not as Jiang Ling herself had described it; the narrative online was evidently spread by the Central Area.

They portrayed Jiang Ling as an inhuman woman by nature, almost painting her as a whore.

While Mu Huanqing did not fully believe everything Jiang Ling had disclosed, the last thing Jiang Ling said profoundly affected her.

Jiang Ling questioned, "I often think, if you and Fang Ren openly came together, would you become the next me?"

Mu Huanqing had pondered over this. She thought about what it would mean if they were powerless to resist and the Central Area chose to tear them apart. What would they face afterward?

The outcome was clear; she felt that she might indeed become what Jiang Ling had described.

She would go mad, to the point of recklessly seeking vengeance upon the world.