Myth Beyond Heaven

Even after Yun Lintian disappeared from her sight, Yan Siqi continued to stand there for a very long time.

Yan Feihong approached cautiously. "Your Majesty, would you like me to invite him over?"

Since Yan Siqi had personally come here, Yan Feihong believed Yun Lintian must be very important. She simply couldn't understand why Yan Siqi didn't go over and greet him herself.

Yan Siqi retracted her gaze and turned to face Yan Feihong and Yan Jingru. "Do not inform him of my arrival. And don't stop those people from attacking him."

Confused glances were exchanged between Yan Feihong and Yan Jingru. "Understood," they replied in unison.

"What about the White Tiger God Clan, Your Majesty? I already contacted them," Yan Feihong inquired.

"Leave it to me," Yan Siqi said softly before walking away.

Yan Feihong and Yan Jingru didn't speak further and hurried after her.

***

Fury crackled in the air around Jin Yang. The walls of the chamber where he resided seemed to tremble under the oppressive aura he exuded. The sight of Nantian Yu, his woman, grabbing that wretched Yun Lintian's arm and pulling him away sent a spike of murderous jealousy through him.

Jin Yang slammed his fist on the armrest of his chair, shattering it to pieces. "That damned bastard! How dare he touch what's rightfully mine!" he roared, his voice echoing through the chamber.

The two guards kept their heads down, silent. Such a scene appeared to be nothing new to them.

"You always lose control when it comes to her," Jin Yuxin said as she entered the chamber. "This is precisely why His Majesty hasn't issued an edict recognizing your claim to the throne. You need to learn better self-control."

Jin Yang glared at Jin Yuxin and asked coldly, "Why didn't you eliminate him?"

"His background is shrouded in mystery. It's best to investigate him first," Jin Yuxin replied, omitting any mention of the bloodline suppression she'd felt from Yun Lintian.

"Hmph! You are simply a coward." Jin Yang snorted coldly. A cruel smile twisted his features. "If you lack the courage, then go and contact the Blood Fiend. I want him dead before the celebration."

Jin Yuxin frowned slightly. "It's worth noting that Yan Feihong is determined to protect him."

"So what?" Jin Yang sneered. "Do you think I fear their Vermilion Bird God Clan?"

He didn't wait for Jin Yuxin's response. He waved his hand dismissively. "Go. Don't make me repeat myself. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind acquiring a new protector."

Jin Yuxin's eyes flickered with disapproval. She bowed slightly and said, "As you command."

A sense of dark satisfaction settled over Jin Yang as Jin Yuxin bowed in agreement. He envisioned Yun Lintian dead, a cold corpse.

Jin Yuxin didn't say anything further and vanished from the chamber.

***

Inside the private room on the top floor of the tower, Huang Yiming personally poured a cup of tea for an unexpected guest, Yan Siqi.

"When I heard my subordinate's report, I doubted you would come," he said, handing her the cup.

Yan Siqi took a gentle sip of her tea and inquired, "Have you seen him?"

Huang Yiming set the teapot down and said, "So you come here because of him."

They sipped their tea in silence for a moment.

Breaking the silence, Huang Yiming said, "I detected all the divine bloodlines in his body. The first person who came to mind was him."

"Without a doubt, he's a son of that person," Yan Siqi confirmed softly.

Huang Yiming studied her. "Do you have some knowledge of this?"

Yan Siqi offered a small nod, then a hesitant shake of her head. "The only thing I'm certain of is that I shouldn't be here. However, my curiosity was too strong to resist. Thankfully, he was preoccupied and didn't notice me."

Huang Yiming didn't seem surprised by the last part. He believed Yun Lintian could have sensed her presence.

"Honestly," he said with a frown, "the unease in my heart has been growing lately. It feels like there's an undercurrent we're completely unaware of. This young man's appearance further strengthens that feeling. He's an existence that shouldn't be here."

Yan Siqi remained silent, her mind racing as she tried to decipher the situation.

"Do you know his whereabouts?" Yan Siqi abruptly asked.

Huang Yiming shook his head. "It's impossible to find him unless he chooses to contact me himself."

"When was the last time you met him?" Yan Siqi pressed further.

"Around two thousand years ago," Huang Yiming revealed without reservation. He left me a message saying something could not be changed—at least, not here. I haven't quite grasped what he meant by that."

"Something cannot be changed. At least, not here..." Yan Siqi echoed the sentence thoughtfully.

"What about you? What did you mean by saying you shouldn't be here?" Huang Yiming inquired.

"He visited me two thousand years ago," Yan Siqi replied honestly. "He instructed me to stay away from this place when the appointed time arrived... And that time, I believe, is now."

Huang Yiming frowned. "What exactly was he trying to tell us?"

Yan Siqi was equally perplexed. Witnessing her own power within this unknown young man had left her utterly bewildered.

"Senior Long..." Huang Yiming suddenly recalled someone. "Why don't we consult him? He surely possesses some knowledge."

Yan Siqi shook her head. "I attempted to contact him before coming here. Unfortunately, he remains secluded. This clearly suggests something amiss."

Huang Yiming took a sip of tea to compose himself and said, "Regrettably, I can't currently reach my master. He has ventured into the Netherworld."

After a moment's contemplation, Yan Siqi spoke. "I should take my leave. Sister Xiaoyun will undoubtedly come here."

Huang Yiming was surprised. "Is she truly her daughter?"

"There's no doubt about it," Yan Siqi confirmed as she rose to leave. "The little girl possesses Sister Xiaoyun's primal bloodline."

A look of astonishment contorted Huang Yiming's face. The primal bloodline, referring to the original power of a divine beast, was a unique entity belonging to that specific individual. It could only be passed down to another person, solidifying Linlin's identity as Bai Xiaoyun's descendant.

"Be careful," Yan Siqi said softly before vanishing from the place.

Huang Yiming remained deep in thought for a long time before finally speaking. "Come in."

Li Shan entered the room and bowed respectfully. "What are your instructions, my lord?"

"Instruct our people to be on high alert. We must be prepared to fight at a moment's notice," Huang Yiming ordered.

Despite his confusion, Li Shan responded promptly. "Understood."