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“As long as I don’t interfere with my brother, he won’t fail.”

“In this grand era of becoming immortals, no one can stop him.”

In a palace bathed in radiant light, Jiang Mingxian’s troubled expression faded, returning to her usual cold arrogance.

To her, the flaw in the book’s plot was that in the final battle, Jiang Minghan was ambushed and injured while trying to save her.

In the final battle, he bound his own hands and feet, abandoning his previous arrangements, which allowed the female protagonist and her companions to seize the opportunity and eliminate him.

Despite this, the female protagonist and her companions paid a heavy price, with many almost dying.

It took the female protagonist a long time to save her companions.

If the ending is already predetermined, knowing it in advance allows her to avoid those crises.

Another point that complicated Jiang Mingxian’s feelings was the part about Su Mingyue in the plot.

She never liked Su Mingyue.

As a child, upon learning that her brother had a fiancée, she felt a deep-seated disgust, believing no one was worthy of her brother.

Even though Su Mingyue outshone all the young talents of the Butian Divine Sect, becoming the saintess, dazzling and brilliant,

She still felt Su Mingyue was unworthy.

However, from the transmigrator’s memory, Su Mingyue actually possessed a mysterious physique.

In the days to come, she seemingly regained her cultivation and reclaimed her position as the saintess of the Butian Divine Sect.

But secretly, she slaughtered young kings, devouring their physique essence to strengthen herself.

Later, she met the female protagonist by chance, and they became good friends.

Because of Su Mingyue, the female protagonist met Jiang Minghan.

“In the later plot, Su Mingyue’s mysterious physique was discovered by the female protagonist, leading to a fallout and a battle. Ultimately, Su Mingyue lost and seemingly died.”

“But she was likely saved by my brother, changed her identity, and disappeared, only reappearing once in the final battle to sacrifice herself for my brother.”

Jiang Mingxian murmured.

Although this plot showed Su Mingyue’s deep affection, it didn’t change her opinion of her.

Did she have to accept Su Mingyue just because she loved her brother?

Many people admired her brother.

To Jiang Mingxian, there was no difference between those people and Su Mingyue. She didn’t care about Su Mingyue’s opinion of her.

“As for my brother’s origin…”

Jiang Mingxian thought of the scene with the mysterious egg falling from the sky, hesitation flickering on her face.

After some thought, she decided against asking her parents about it.

If the scene was true, Jiang Minghan’s true origins must be incredible, beyond imagination.

Only two or three of the oldest ancestors might know the truth.

Others likely had restrictions placed on their minds or had wiped that part of their memories.

Even if she asked, she wouldn’t get an answer, and even Jiang Minghan probably didn’t know himself.

According to the clan’s records, the day Jiang Minghan was born, the spiritual energy of numerous star regions was devoured, plunging the heavens into absolute darkness.

Then, endless radiant immortal energy surged, tearing through the cosmos and shaking the universe. Even the clan’s ancestors could barely contain the shocking phenomenon.

“In that case, I should investigate whether the female protagonist is real…”

Jiang Mingxian planned to look into it when she had time, to nip the potential crisis in the bud.

***

At this moment, in Nanque Sacred City, within the stone gambling shop of Qingxu Holy Land,

Jiang Minghan was unaware of his sister’s situation. He was following his plan, subtly probing the whereabouts of the Book of Death.

Of course, the Book of Death had become a secondary objective.

Jiang Minghan was more interested in Xiao Hongdou, the girl with the Benevolent Soul of Nine Lifetimes.

“Forgive the simplicity of this place, Young Master Jiang. We haven’t had the chance to clean up.”

In the dilapidated courtyard, various compensatory gifts from different forces were piled up like a small mountain, emitting divine light and spiritual energy.

Qingxu Zi’s face was embarrassed, not expecting Jiang Minghan to show up.

Beside him, Xiao Hongdou couldn’t hide her joy, bowing gracefully.

Outside the stone gambling shop, many cultivators were gathered, watching in shock, the younger generation filled with excitement.

Jiang Minghan, dressed in white, stood tall and composed, with numerous somber and stoic followers behind him, all exuding divine light and powerful auras.

Hearing Qingxu Zi’s words, he waved his hand and smiled, “The mountain doesn’t need to be high; having an immortal makes it famous. The water doesn’t need to be deep; having a dragon makes it spiritual. The simplicity of a place doesn’t matter; what matters is who resides there.”

Qingxu Zi’s expression stiffened, feeling that Jiang Minghan’s words were loaded with meaning.

Could he have guessed that it was Qingxu Zi who went to the City Lord’s Mansion last night?

Although Qingxu Zi was an elder with strength surpassing ordinary Saint Realm cultivators,

In front of Jiang Minghan, he felt significant pressure, cold sweat forming on his back.

“Young Master Jiang is such a tease. This dilapidated place couldn’t possibly house any immortals or dragons…”

Qingxu Zi replied with an embarrassed smile, instructing Xiao Hongdou to make tea.

He did this to send Xiao Hongdou away, wanting to speak privately with Jiang Minghan.

After deliberating all night, Qingxu Zi decided to reveal everything, fearing Jiang Minghan’s dissatisfaction.

The small Qingxu Holy Land couldn’t afford to offend the hidden immortal clan.

Seeing this, Jiang Minghan instantly understood, chuckling and signaling his followers to leave.

He hadn’t expected Qingxu Zi to be so straightforward and decisive.

“Talking to a smart person is always pleasant.” He smiled faintly.

Qingxu Zi forced a bitter smile, “Young Master Jiang, forgive me. This isn’t a great secret. I assume you came to Nanque Sacred City because of the events from fifty thousand years ago.”

“Oh? I’d like to hear more.” Jiang Minghan raised an eyebrow.

“There are rumors that Qingxu Holy Land dug up a bucket of blood mud from the Divine Ruins Mine, attracting ominous events. But that was just the remains of the elders and disciples who first entered, not something from the mine…”

“In reality, they found a grand tomb. The sect master believed it housed an extraordinary being and decided to open it. During the excavation, he was cursed by the tomb’s owner, and the elders who followed couldn’t escape either.”

“I suspect the tomb’s owner was a divine source master, traversing the realms of life and death, with astounding means, building the tomb as if to suppress something…”

“To be honest, that sect master was my ancestor, but our lineage has dwindled significantly.”

Qingxu Zi explained everything.

He also revealed an astonishing fact: every nine thousand years, his ancestor would return to take away a descendant.

Hearing this, Jiang Minghan’s eyes flickered. He wasn’t interested in the ancestor returning every nine thousand years.

What interested him was Qingxu Zi’s speculation that the tomb’s owner was a divine source master.

If true, it matched the information he had from the black-robed elder.

The Book of Death should be with the divine source master, buried with him.

If the divine source master had studied the Book of Death, the curses he left could easily destroy a holy land.

A divine source master’s tomb wasn’t easy to break into.

Jiang Minghan had ways to find source masters to break the tomb for him.

But that would be time-consuming, and if the information leaked, it would cause major upheaval.

“Where there’s opportunity, there’s always a Son of Luck…”

“Could this tomb be destined for Xiao Hongdou’s younger brother? A fated counterpart?”

“It does feel like a puzzle game.”

Jiang Minghan mused, realizing the Son of Luck’s purpose.

Originally, he was unsure of the Son of Luck’s use, but now it was clear.