As Ye Kunlun dispelled the chill from his arm, the transparent light screen before the woman seemed to melt, emitting waves of heat.
"You are a pure Yang body!"
The veiled woman's eyes showed a hint of surprise. "A ninth-ninth pure Yang body, as expected..."
"As expected what?" Ye Kunlun asked, detecting something unspoken in her words.
"No wonder they are after you. It turns out the thing they are looking for is within your lineage."
The woman gazed at Ye Kunlun, her expression complex.
Ye Kunlun caught her meaning and pressed, "Are you referring to the people behind Zhou Lie and Feng Zhan?"
The woman did not conceal it, sighing softly, "Yes. It seems I have indeed been used by them."
"If I tell you information about the people behind Zhou Lie and Feng Zhan, can we consider our grievances settled?"
The woman looked at Ye Kunlun, tentatively asking.
"Agreed!"
Ye Kunlun did not hesitate.
"The Wu Clan!" the woman replied. "Ten years ago, a member of the Wu Clan entered the capital and found Zhou Lie. That person claimed to have found an ancient Wu God, and that by becoming a believer of the Wu God, one could attain supreme power and eternal life!"
"Zhou Lie didn't believe it at first, but after the person displayed inexplicable means, Zhou Lie was convinced!"
"You should know why I know this clearly, because that person also visited the Wuxiang Palace, but I refused."
"The Wuxiang Palace imprisons sinners. Although it's a matter of the past dynasty, our sins have not been erased, and it's not advisable to get too involved with the secular world."
"It wasn't until Feng Zhan found me last time and told me that if I agreed to act, they would cleanse the sins of our Wuxiang Palace."
Ye Kunlun listened calmly, a deep killing intent burning in his eyes.
If what the woman said was true, then the people behind the massacre of his family ten years ago were definitively members of the Wu Clan!
"What did that person look like?" Ye Kunlun asked intently.
"In his early twenties, about your height," the woman replied faintly. "If I remember correctly, he has a sesame-seed-sized red mole at the corner of his right eye."
Ye Kunlun pondered, but he couldn't recall anyone matching that description.
It seemed he would have to wait for Wu Jiuming to return and ask him if the Wu Clan had such a person.
"You mentioned I am a ninth-ninth pure Yang body. So, what does 'that thing' mean in your lineage?"
The woman replied, "When that person found me, he told me the Wu God had lost something, and it was in the possession of someone from the ninth-ninth pure Yang body lineage. Later, clues led to Qingcheng!"
"As for who it was, I don't know. It wasn't until you released your pure Yang energy just now that I realized it was you!"
Ye Kunlun frowned.
It seemed the woman knew far more than he had expected, knowing the item was with his grandfather and that he was a ninth-ninth pure Yang body.
The so-called ninth-ninth pure Yang body is one born on the ninth day of the ninth month at the ninth hour, possessing the pure Yang constitution.
This was precisely Ye Kunlun's birthday.
Why would that person know the item was with his grandfather, and why would they know he was a ninth-ninth pure Yang body?
Ye Kunlun was filled with many questions.
He was too young back then, and neither his grandfather nor his father had told him anything.
As for the ring on his hand, the claim that it was lost by the Wu God was utterly absurd. Otherwise, how could they not know that the item his grandfather had hidden was a ring?
"This is all I know for now," the woman sighed again. "I am truly sorry for what happened before. If you truly want to kill me, you can do so now."
Ye Kunlun retracted his hand, glancing at the woman's body, and asked, "You are a Xuan Yin body. The formation's eye is carved into your bloodline and can be passed down through it. For a Xuan Yin body, this can increase cultivation speed, but it also has significant drawbacks."
"I know!"
The woman replied, "I have lived for over one hundred and thirty years. Without this Xuan Yin formation, I wouldn't have survived this long. However, I cannot die yet."
Ye Kunlun looked deeply at the woman before him. His divine sense had already scanned the Xuan Yin formation in the Wuxiang Palace. Besides aiding the woman's cultivation, it seemed to conceal something beneath the Wuxiang Palace.
However, when he probed, a force blocked him.
Yet, he still sensed a decaying aura, within which lay a thread of life.
It was likely that deep within the Wuxiang Palace, an ancient monster who could not die was hidden.
Ye Kunlun did not expose it. "We are even."
With that, he left the Wuxiang Palace with Xue Shou and Feng Tulu.
"Master."
The old eunuch and the old woman, somewhat disheveled, stepped forward and bowed to the woman.
"Rise," the woman said, looking in the direction Ye Kunlun had disappeared. A trace of blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
Although the Xuan Yin formation was powerful, Ye Kunlun's pure Yang energy was too potent, and it had wounded her.
"Master, are you alright? It's all this old servant's fault for being useless," the old eunuch said with self-recrimination. "Shall this old servant send..."
"Enough," the woman looked at the old eunuch, her voice turning a bit colder. "It's just a minor injury. We should not make an enemy of this person. This matter from today is not to be mentioned again."
"You were used by Feng Zhan, and you're just going to let this matter go?"
The old eunuch showed some unwillingness. "Even if Feng Zhan is dead, we must settle this score with him."
Hearing this, the woman thought for a moment and replied, "Then let's teach the Feng family a lesson."
After speaking, the woman turned and returned to her room.
In the dimly lit room, there was a massive ancestral hall, and a dark coffin was placed before the woman.
The next second, the woman opened the coffin lid and slowly lay down.
The coffin lid closed with a soft thud.
"Young Master, are we just letting that woman off so easily?" Xue Shou, holding an umbrella, sounded unwilling.
Ye Kunlun chuckled lightly. "She is already halfway into her coffin, and I have obtained the information I wanted. It's fine to let her live."
"I just feel that the Wuxiang Palace wouldn't simply let this matter rest," Xue Shou expressed some doubt. "Over the past hundred years, the Wuxiang Palace has cultivated many experts. Today's Wuxiang Palace seems too deserted."
"This subordinate feels something is not right."
Upon hearing Xue Shou's words, Ye Kunlun thought carefully and recalled the Xuan Yin formation.
Ordinary people could not survive in the Xuan Yin formation for long, as their blood would be corroded by the yin and coldness.
According to Xue Shou, the Wuxiang Palace had cultivated many experts, but they were nowhere to be seen. This was indeed suspicious.
He then thought of the decaying aura deep within the Wuxiang Palace, and his brows furrowed.
He considered a possibility.
The experts cultivated by the Wuxiang Palace might just be a facade to the outside world.
Their true purpose might be to cultivate Yin Yin bodies, using them to provide vitality for those nearing death within the Wuxiang Palace!
However, this was merely his speculation.
At this very moment.
After the woman entered the coffin, she pressed a mechanism, and a hidden passage appeared inside the coffin. She descended along the passage!