Mi Ling impatiently gazed at the jade stone in her hand. It had been two long days since Liang Yifei had sent her anything, and she was getting restless.
Suddenly, the stone glimmered with a brilliant light, and a blurry figure materialized before her eyes.
As she looked at the figure, Mi Ling's eyes flashed with anger and frustration."I'd like to shake the hand of whoever gave you the name 'Viper'!", she spat out in disgust. "You truly live up to your name."
The figure, of course, was none other than Liang Yifei, who looked at her with a smirk. "I'm afraid you won't have the chance , my dear," he taunted. "He is already dead, and it wasn't a pleasant death."
Unfazed, Mi Ling replied calmly. "I can assure you, Liang Yifei, that if you don't bring back the peacock, your ending won't be any better."
She felt her heart racing with anger as she thought about the precious peacock that Liang Yifei had stolen from her.
Liang Yifei laughed, a cold, cruel sound that would shiver down any who hears it.
"You're in no position to make threats, Mi Ling," he said. " If you want the peacock back, you'll have to exchange it with something of the same value"
Mi Ling glared at him, her eyes blazing with anger. "What else do you want? , I have already told you to forget about the key"
Liang Yifei leaned in, his eyes narrowed. " You don't need to worry about that, I only want to know the location of the Heavenly Will Palace"
Mi Ling felt her stomach sink. "What made you think that I know the location?" she asked.
He smiled and said" You may not know But I am sure that your Starry Sky Dao Alliance know "
Mi Ling's eyes flickered with icy fury as she heard this. " So you really killed the two elders and even dared to search their souls?" Her voice was low and dangerous, barely containing her anger.
Ignoring the hostility radiating from Mi Ling, he gave a small smirk. "I have heard about the underground city for quite some time now. But I was not aware that it was divided among three factions, with the Starry Sky Dao Alliance being one of them - the faction to which you belong."
Mi Ling's voice was laced with coldness as she replied. "You already know about our faction, yet you speak to me with such confidence? Even the Heavenly Conqueror was forced to Ascend when he offended us."
Liang Yifei's eyes widened in surprise at the mention of the Heavenly Conqueror. While he had gained some information from the elders' memories, this was a new piece of information to him. It made sense, as the Heavenly Conqueror had almost ascended at the same time he had broken through. However, his drastic actions and plan to use the vein and eliminate anyone who opposed him was too ambitious and caused a lot of chaos and many unforeseen consequences.
As she witnessed the surprise etched on his face, a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. Some secrets eluded, the awareness of most ordinary cultivators. After all, the true masterminds operated from the shadows, manipulating everything from behind the scenes.
To some, even the mighty Heavenly Conqueror was nothing but a more formidable pawn.
Breaking the silence, he spoke calmly, "It doesn't concern you. All you need to do is give me the location and I'll return the bird to you."
Mi Ling took a deep breath, her mind racing with different thoughts and considerations. She knew that giving away the location of the Heavenly Will Palace was a huge risk, but the peacock is very important to her.
After a few moments of silence, she looked back at Liang Yifei and said, "Fine, But if I do give you the location, I am expecting the return of my peacock unharmed and without delay."
Liang Yifei nodded, a sly smile on his face. "You have my word. I will return your peacock as soon as I have confirmed the location of the Heavenly Will Palace."
After some discussion, they finally reached an agreement to meet at the Purple Heaven. Mi Ling emphasized that she and Liang Yifei were both expected to arrive alone and that Liang Yifei should not try anything foolish.
With that, the jade stone dimmed and Liang Yifei figure disappeared , leaving Mi Ling alone with her thoughts She knew that this was not the end of her troubles with Liang Yifei and that he would always be a thorn in her side.
After a few moments, she suddenly broke into a smile and thought to herself, "Perhaps it's time to finally remove this thorn from my side," she muttered under her breath. "But I must remain patient and wait for the right moment. As they say, revenge is a dish best-served cold."
The Purple Heaven House is a magnificent ten-layered pagoda that stands tall and proud amidst the other building surrounding it.
From the outside, it appeared to be made entirely of purple crystal, which shimmered in the light of the shining stars.
The pagoda is surrounded by a lush garden filled with exotic flowers that no ordinary person had ever seen before.
Its exterior is painted in shimmering shades of purple and silver, and the roof is formed of cascading layers of golden tiles that glint beautifully in the sunlight. Each tier is decorated with intricate carvings of powerful beasts and celestial symbols, evoking a sense of otherworldly majesty.
The first floor is mainly one room that was spacious and filled with a soft, purple light that created a serene atmosphere. The walls were lined with ancient tomes and scrolls, and the floor was covered with plush, velvet carpets. In the centre of the room lies a large platform, upon which sits a glowing, purple orb. This is the legendary Spirit Platform, a gathering place for cultivators to share their knowledge and discuss their Dao.
Surrounding the platform are several soft cushions, where cultivators usually meditate and exchange conversations.
The back of the room is dominated by a large altar, adorned with offerings of fruits and burning incense. Several small statues of deities stand on the altar, overlooking the otherwise empty room.
As the most famous gathering place for high-level cultivators, the Purple Heaven House was usually filled with people, but tonight it was empty except for Liang Yifei who is sitting on one of the plush soft cushions on the first floor, dressed in a collared, black robe that is adorned with golden threads and intricate designs. The flowing robe falls in graceful folds around his legs, displaying the luxurious materials it is made from. The sleeves of the robe are wide and long, making the outfit seem regal and sophisticated.
Despite the lack of fellow cultivators, Liang Yifei remains peaceful as he sips his tea. His eyes are closed, and a serene smile rests on his lips. The emptiness of the room allows for a rare moment of tranquillity.