"So, did Lan Qingyan successfully integrate the Rainbow God Pearl?"
Baili Hongzhuang looked up at Emperor Beichen. She had already heard from Emperor Beichen before that Lan Qingyan was a representative figure of the Lan family.
Now, among all the outstanding cultivators in the Saint Xuan Continent, Lan Qingyan was also one of the most remarkable.
Based on this, she could almost be certain of the outcome, but instinctively, she hoped that Lan Qingyan had not succeeded in the integration.
This truth was more devastating than any other she had imagined before, making it unbearable.
Emperor Beichen looked deeply at Baili Hongzhuang. From the fluctuating gaze of her eyes, he knew that her inner turmoil was intense.
Just like when he first learned this truth, he found it difficult to accept, let alone Baili Hongzhuang, who was destined to bear this burden from birth.
"Yes," Emperor Beichen spoke slowly. "Yue Manlan's medical skills are also exceptional, but it seems that the decision to do this was made in consultation with the Yue family.
The Yue family was coincidentally visiting the Lan family at that time, and no one suspected anything. It seems that the person who helped Lan Qingyan integrate the Rainbow God Pearl was from the Yue family."
Baili Hongzhuang's heart sank, her nails deeply embedded in her palms, and crimson blood gradually flowed out, leaving crescent-shaped marks on her hand.
However, facing such pain, Baili Hongzhuang seemed unaffected. The pain in her heart was far more intense than the pain in her hand.
"According to the information I obtained, Lan Qingyan did not completely succeed in the integration. Apart from specific inheritors, no one's dantian can truly integrate the Rainbow God Pearl.
Although the Yue family excels in medical skills, they couldn't make Lan Qingyan fully integrate the Rainbow God Pearl. They only found a way to merge it into her body using a special method.
Nevertheless, Lan Qingyan's talent for cultivation is still astonishing.
It's not hard to imagine how extraordinary your talent for cultivation would be with a Seven-Colored Dantian," Emperor Beichen's eyes revealed undeniable tenderness. He never expected his beloved wife to endure all this!
Originally, she should have been the highly regarded genius of the Lan family, a prominent figure among young cultivators in the Saint Xuan Continent. She should have enjoyed a life of luxury and the adoration of her family and fellow cultivators from a young age.
However, Baili Hongzhuang had become a despised and ridiculed waste, growing up with countless humiliations.
Her identity was nothing short of falling from heaven to hell.
"Wife, you..."
Emperor Beichen looked at Baili Hongzhuang's pale face, wanting nothing more than to hold her in his arms. She appeared so fragile, as if she could faint at any moment.
If he could, he wished he could bear all of this in place of Baili Hongzhuang.
However, in the face of these old matters, he couldn't do much at all.
Compared to everything Baili Hongzhuang was currently enduring, his words of comfort were futile. Because in such a situation, only the person involved could truly understand the pain they were bearing, and no one else could replace that.
Baili Hongzhuang shook her head slightly, refusing Emperor Beichen's embrace. Her pale and delicate face was filled with a stubborn and resolute expression. "And then?"