Chapter 342: Mother Will Bring You Home

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

The scorching heat twisted the air.

Even without touching it, Consort Shu could feel the unusual nature of that fire.

Thinking that her son might have perished entirely, she cried out in sorrow, “1 don’t know! I don’t know! Isn’t he already dead?”

Gu Qingluan had no patience for further words and once again used the Soul Absorption technique.

Consort Shu let out a dreadful scream.

Duke Dingbei roared in anger, “Gu Qingluan, what are you doing? Release my daughter!”

He leaped up, his palm suddenly glowing, aiming directly for Gu Qingluan’s back.

Qitian You quickly intervened, saying, “Duke Dingbei, no!”

Bang!

Duke Dingbei didn’t hit Gu Qingluan; instead, he was sent flying by her.

At the same time, Consort Shu’s seven orifices bled, and she fainted.

Gu Qingluan withdrew her hand, her expression as dark as ink.

Consort Shu truly didn’t know the whereabouts of Yan Laogui.

Qitian You rushed over, met her fiercely determined gaze, and hurriedly explained, “I mean no harm.”

Gu Qingluan averted her eyes and set the coffin on fire.

If Consort Shu were awake right now, she might have been infuriated.

Qitian You, seeing this, moved his lips but ultimately didn’t say anything.

He reached down to check beneath Consort Shu’s nose, confirming that she hadn’t died, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Qingluan, after disposing of Qitian Yu’s body, came to her sons’ side.

“Little Yuanxi, Xiaonan, Mother will take you home.”

Feng Yuanxi stared at her, dazed, not saying a word, and devoid of expression.

Gu Xiaonan remained unconscious, his little face pale.

A pang of sorrow struck Gu Qingluan’s heart.

She had promised to protect them, but they had suffered such harm.

She felt utterly useless.

A tear formed in her eye and fell onto Yuanxi’s lips. He stirred and swallowed the tear.

His lips quivered, taking in that single tear.

Suddenly, the lifeless eyes blinked once, and a small hand reached out to touch Gu Qingluan.

Gu Qingluan was taken aback, then joyfully grasped his little hand. “Little Yuanxi, do you remember me?”

Feng Yuanxi gazed at her blankly, his purple pupils reflecting her face, dull and lifeless.

Gu Qingluan’s heart plummeted in an instant.

She gently kissed his little hand while suppressing her sadness. “It’s okay, I will retrieve your souls, and soon you’ll be back to normal. Trust me, I’ll make sure you return to your usual self as soon as possible.”

She lifted them, one in each arm, and walked out of the front hall.

“Gu Qingluan, today I will kill you!”

Up ahead, Duke Dingbei shouted in anger.

However, Duke Dingbei had just discovered that his son had passed away.

The loss of his grandson and son, coupled with the uncertain fate of his daughter, drove this angry old man to the edge. Even though Gu Qingluan was a powerful Saint, he vowed to make her suffer dearly.

Qitian You, standing in the hall, quickly ran outside and was stunned by what he saw.

Soldiers surrounded the courtyard from all sides.

These were not ordinary soldiers; they were from the Dingbei Army!

Leading them at the forefront were the elite forces of the Dingbei Army—the Seventy-Two Generals!

Every one of these generals was an Earth Realm expert, battle-hardened and experienced. They had faced countless battles, stood against overwhelming odds, and taken countless lives on the battlefield.

Once, these Seventy-Two Generals managed to drive a Saint away from the Dingyang Kingdom.

Although the Saint had just reached that status and had an unstable cultivation level, it didn’t diminish the might of the Seventy-Two Generals.

Ordinary folks, even with seven hundred and twenty soldiers, couldn’t stand a chance against a single Saint.

But the Seventy-Two Generals pulled it off!

When did Duke Dingbei manage to call upon the Seventy-Two Generals?

It was nothing short of madness!