Chapter 113: The Rise of the Empress, The Ruins Unfold

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Chen Chen gazed at the tiny figure, a sudden, inexplicable sharp pain striking his heart, as if he were glimpsing the childhood image of Chen Mi, nearly losing control.

When he saw his father arrive, Chen Chen curiously asked, “Dad! Is this the young lady you’ve been searching for?”

Forcing himself to calm down, Chen Chen nodded gently and said softly, “Let’s take her with us, alright? Let her play with Chen Chen.”

Nodding again, Chen Chen stepped forward, taking the little girl’s hand sweetly. “Miss, let’s follow Dad and play together, okay?”

The little girl seemed shy, keeping her head bowed and silent.

Seeing this, Chen Xing approached gently and said, “From today on, you’ll be with us all the time, alright?”

At last, the girl lifted her little head, her big eyes filled with timidity, murmuring, “But... but Nan Nan is too little, she can’t do any work!”

Nearby, Chen Mi, sensing a familiar feeling toward the little girl, had eyes already red with tears.

Hearing the girl’s words, she immediately burst into tears, clutching Nan Nan tightly and choking out, “We don’t need you to work, just stay with us!”

The girl’s eyes brightened briefly, then dimmed again as she said, “But I always forget things, I... I’m afraid I’ll forget you all by tomorrow!”

At this moment, Chen Xing could no longer contain himself, no longer calm—forget cultivation, forget all limits! He softly said, “It’s alright, brother will help you heal, very soon.”

With that, Chen Xing raised a finger and touched the little girl’s brow. Instantly, a purple light shot into her spirit. As it entered, a tiny stone flew out from her arms and merged into her forehead.

This was truly a costly move for Chen Xing, who was only at the quasi-Saint realm. He had obtained this sliver of the Law’s power only when his spirit had reached perfection and his seal was broken and then resealed.

This Law’s power was the unique primordial Dao Law of the Hongmeng Dao Master, and at this moment, Chen Xing gave it to the little girl without hesitation just to fix a minor flaw.

Chen Xing had no idea that this Law’s power would later give rise to a peerless Empress, as he failed to notice that this Law’s power was called: the Doppelgänger Law!

Unbeknownst to Chen Xing, deep beneath the abyss of the Ancient Forbidden Land, a white-clad woman who was undergoing transformation suddenly radiated a surge of purple light, enveloping her completely in the blink of an eye.

No one saw that just as the purple light wrapped around her, two tears slid from her tightly shut eyes, and as the light fully engulfed her, a whispered voice emerged: “Brother!”

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Eastern Wilderness, Yan Capital, Yan Kingdom.

Along a bustling street stood a grand mansion, nine courtyards deep and nine passages wide, symbolizing the utmost limit of numbers and subtly revealing the immeasurable prestige of its owner.

On the main gate’s plaque, the two ancient characters “Chen Residence” were carved, exuding an air of solemn authority.

This was the place where Chen Xing and his companions had settled in the Northern Dipper.

Within the garden of the mansion, two delicate little girls played happily amid the flowers, while nearby a woman in her twenties carefully watched over them.

Not far from the flower bed, in a pavilion, a man and a woman sat facing each other, savoring tea and occasionally smiling warmly at the scene in the garden, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

“Brother! What do you think Nan Nan and that ruthless great emperor have to do with me?” the woman asked with a troubled expression.

These people were none other than Chen Xing’s group, and the speaker was Chen Mi.

Chen Xing shook his head with a faint smile. “Is it really necessary to find out? Whatever their connection to you, there will come a day when we understand, won’t there?”

Chen Xing harbored some vague suspicions but chose not to reveal them—otherwise, this trip out with his daughter might end abruptly.

Chen Mi curled her lips with a hint of sarcasm. “It’s hard to believe you now are the very same Hongmeng Dao Master from back then, cold and devoid of emotion!”

Chen Xing smiled wryly and explained, “In all the worlds, the just and impartial Hongmeng Dao Master no longer exists. Instead, there’s me—Chen Xing—who feels emotions more deeply than most. Even I find it helpless.”

Chen Mi smiled sweetly. “Then I prefer this brother! I don’t like that cold, unfeeling Hongmeng Dao Master at all.”

Chen Xing nodded with a smile. “Emotionless is Dao; but so is having feelings. I naturally choose to be the Dao with feelings.”

Chen Mi smiled softly, refilling Chen Xing’s tea, then asked, “So, now that we’re in this world, are we just going to stay here? I wonder what your plan is, Brother?”

Chen Xing smiled mysteriously. “Of course, we’re going to see some excitement.”

“Excitement?” Chen Mi was puzzled. “It’s just a Mid-World realm—what excitement could possibly interest a Dao Master like you?”

Chen Xing did not elaborate, lifting his teacup and sipping quietly again.

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While Chen Xing and the others leisurely enjoyed their life, Ye Fan, due to a trial task in the sect’s Lingxu Cave Heaven, came with Pang Bo to a strange ruin.

“I have to say, Ye, you’ve got quite the luck. Elder Han tormented you for so long, yet instead of hurting you, he ended up laying a solid foundation for your Ancient Sacred Body,” Pang Bo laughed heartily.

Ye Fan looked at Pang Bo helplessly and smiled wryly. “You only see the benefits I gained but don’t consider that I might have been killed this time.”

Pang Bo laughed loudly, slapping Ye Fan on the shoulder, pride in his voice. “No matter what, our brother finally avenged Han Elder’s pursuit!”

As they chatted, two green lights shot toward Ye Fan’s body like lightning, shrouded in dark mist.

“No!” Ye Fan and Pang Bo shouted simultaneously, but it was too late; the green lights had already entered Ye Fan’s body.

Ye Fan felt his body stiffen, instantly losing control.

In their frantic confusion, an ancient voice rang out, “Ah! An Ancient Sacred Body!”

Amid the exclamation, the two green lights shot out of Ye Fan’s body and entered Pang Bo’s body directly.

“Ah! Pang Bo, are you alright?” Though Ye Fan did not understand why the green lights exited him only to enter Pang Bo, he sensed something was terribly wrong.

In that instant, Pang Bo underwent a drastic transformation. His gaze turned cold and unfamiliar, and he glanced at Ye Fan before leaping toward the depths of the ruins.

Seeing this, Ye Fan knew Pang Bo had changed for the worse. After a moment’s hesitation, he gritted his teeth and followed him into the ruin’s depths.

Above the sky, two figures stood in the void—Chen Xing and Chen Mi. Watching the scene below, Chen Mi sneered, “A mere petty shade dares to attempt reincarnation by possession? What delusion!”

Chen Xing smiled faintly. “Every living being fears death. If there’s even the slightest chance, they all want to try. It’s understandable.”

“Is this what we came to watch?” Chen Mi asked, puzzled.

Chen Xing smiled mysteriously. “I’m just here to see an old friend. The real show is yet to come!”