The Trials of Rebirth

I was stunned. This river had indeed become the River of Bones. I looked up, my voice trembling: “Mu Chen…”

His expression was also grave: “When I saw Yan Gu in the palace, I suspected from my memories that she was not my birth mother. After my father noticed, he imprisoned me in the palace.”

“If Yan Gu is not your birth mother, then…” I was surprised, “Could Qian Yi Shen Jun be?”

I was startled by my own thought, yet it might be true. Qian Yi had transformed into a mortal form and was never recognized, but Mu Chen could recognize her at a glance.

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I had always thought it was due to his high cultivation, never considering this possibility. Perhaps Mu Yin would also have this ‘heavenly eye’ in a few years. I was increasingly astonished but immediately understood.

If Qian Yi’s appearance was changed to Yan Gu’s, and using marriage as a reason to resign from the high priest position and retire to the deep palace, such a speculation was not impossible.

Lian Xiao had likely planned this from the beginning, not letting go of Qian Yi, keeping her by his side. Even if the divine realm could not find her, they would not search in the Ghost Realm’s palace. The high priest’s resignation after marriage was also reasonable.

No wonder historical records did not mention this, no wonder outsiders did not know why the Qing Na River became the River of Bones overnight.

I suddenly wondered, if Yan Gu had not been power-hungry, would Lian Xiao have taken her soul to save Qian Yi?

Finally, the cave became quiet. Lian Xiao injected the soul into Qian Yi, then spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at us with weary eyes: “This river has become like this because of me. I never thought that thousands of years later, I would harm my own descendants.”

I asked: “How can the spell be undone?”

“It cannot be undone,” he said decisively. “Yan Gu’s cultivation is extremely high, having practiced for thousands of years.”

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