The voice in Xueya's mind sent a shiver down her spine. It was deep, commanding, and filled with an overwhelming sense of sorrow and power.
"You have finally found it, my daughter."
Her fingers tightened around the jade pendant, her breath shallow.
Was this really the voice of her real father? The Supreme God?
A surge of emotions—fear, confusion, longing—twisted in her chest.
"Why… why now? Why am I only hearing you now?"
The voice remained silent.
A wave of dizziness hit her, and the world around her blurred. The pendant pulsed, releasing an unseen force that wrapped around her mind.
Suddenly—
She was no longer standing in the Ling Clan archives.
A Forgotten Memory
Xueya found herself in a place she had never seen before—yet it felt oddly familiar.
She stood on an endless floating island in the heavens, where golden palaces stretched into the clouds. Ethereal beings floated around, radiating power beyond mortal comprehension.
At the center of this divine world sat a throne of pure celestial jade, glowing with ancient runes.
On it sat a man.
His presence alone made Xueya's knees weak.
White hair cascaded down his broad shoulders, his golden eyes holding galaxies within them. He wore a robe woven with the fabric of the universe, shifting between reality and illusion.
But what struck Xueya the most…
His expression.
A mixture of sorrow, relief, and unwavering love.
"You've grown, my daughter."
Her throat tightened.
"Who… who are you?"
The man slowly rose from his throne, his steps silent as he approached her.
"I am Tian Longshen, the Supreme God. And you… you are my only child."
Xueya's vision blurred.
This was real. This was the truth.
She wasn't a child of the Ling Clan. She was the daughter of the strongest being in existence.
Then—
The sky cracked.
Thunder rumbled, and dark tendrils of shadow energy surged across the divine realm.
Xueya staggered back, watching as the golden palaces were swallowed by the abyss.
The Supreme God clenched his fists, his expression darkening.
"They have found you."
Pain exploded in Xueya's chest as the vision shattered.
Reality – Ling Clan Archives
She collapsed onto the cold floor, gasping for air.
The pendant was glowing faintly, its warmth pulsing against her skin.
Xueya barely had time to recover before she sensed movement outside the archives.
Footsteps.
She wasn't alone.
Danger Approaches
The doors burst open, revealing an elder of the Ling Clan—Elder Wei, a strict enforcer of clan rules. His sharp eyes immediately locked onto her.
"What are you doing here, girl?" His voice was laced with suspicion and irritation.
Xueya's mind raced.
If she was caught here, she would be severely punished—or worse.
Her fingers curled around the pendant.
For the first time, she felt power coursing through her veins—power that did not belong to the Ling Clan.
A choice lay before her.
Would she surrender?
Or would she fight for the truth of who she truly was?