# Chapter 866: Mo Li's Message (Part 2)
Yun Che quickly focused his mind, locating the memory fragment Mo Li had left behind in his sea of consciousness. He gently touched it. Instantly, a voice resounded within the depths of his soul.
"Yun Che..."
Just two words, devoid of any emotional color, yet they made Yun Che's entire body go numb and his eye sockets instantly grow warm. The hollow cavity that had been carved into his soul was filled with something warm—because this was Mo Li's voice.
Over the past seven years, this was the voice he had heard the most every day. In his entire life... even across two lifetimes, the voice he had heard the most was definitely Mo Li's. Now, after only three months apart, hearing Mo Li's voice again caused a tremor in his soul so intense it felt like an age had passed.
"...This parting means we will never meet again. Our seven-year bond—you saved my life, and I shaped your destiny. Since we have parted, let this settle all debts of gratitude and sever all ties of affection. From today onward, I am no longer your master. You need not think of me anymore. Consider me as if I had never appeared... I will do the same."
Mo Li's voice was icy and heartless, just like the words she had spoken to him in person on the day she left.
"I leave this memory fragment only because there are some words I found difficult to say to you face to face... There are two things I deceived you about."
"First, what I told you was not my true name. I am originally the eldest princess of the [Xing Shen Realm]. 'Mo Li' is not my name, but my title."
Yun Che: "..."
"'Mo Li' is merely her princess title, not her name. But her words stopped there, and she did not go on to reveal her true name.
But this didn't matter to Yun Che. Because no matter what her true name was, she was still Mo Li.
"Second..."
Mo Li's voice paused here for a long time, as if even in this manner, she still found it difficult to express.
"...It concerns Chu Yuechan."
Yun Che's soul tightened sharply.
"That day, after completely purging the demon poison, I searched for Chu Yuechan's whereabouts in the Tian Xuan Continent according to my original promise."
"The Tian Xuan Continent has an immense number of living beings. Even with my power, it was absolutely impossible to search every single life. But it was enough to search for all auras above the King Xuan Realm... Yet Chu Yuechan was not among them."
Mo Li's voice was very calm, but her speaking speed was noticeably slower than usual.
And Yun Che's heart sank violently, an icy, suffocating sensation spreading through his chest.
But that day, what Mo Li had told him was... Although all the demon poison had been purified, the power of her soul body was insufficient to seek out Chu Yuechan in a place like the Tian Xuan Continent, and she would have to wait until after she had reformed her body.
"Chu Yuechan is the greatest concern and pain in your heart. After careful consideration, I chose to lie to you."
"After I reformed my body, although I didn't hold out hope, I still searched for Chu Yuechan's aura again. This time, the range of auras I searched was not only those above the King Xuan Realm, but also included the Heavenly Xuan Realm and Earth Xuan Realm. But I still did not find Chu Yuechan's aura."
"Back then, although Chu Yuechan had abandoned her profound arts, her King Xuan Realm profound force was still present. Even if her profound force had not advanced over the years and had instead declined significantly, it could not have fallen by more than one major realm... unless someone had crippled her profound force."
"Therefore, she is either dead, or her profound force has been crippled. And with her beauty, if someone had crippled her profound force, the consequences would be more tragic than death. Given Chu Yuechan's temperament, she would surely take her own life."
Yun Che: "!!!!!"
"Knowing this result will surely bring you grief. But remember, this outcome is not your fault. You have your blood-related family by your side, friends who have exchanged life and death... and a whole bunch of women. Don't let the loss of someone who has already passed hurt all of them. I allow you three days of sorrow, but after three days, forget it. Consider as if Chu Yuechan never existed, and as if I never existed either."
"... "
The memory voice in the fragment was fully released, and Mo Li's voice ended there.
Bang!!
It was as if all strength had been drained from Yun Che. His body went limp, and the back of his head slammed hard against the wall.
His eyes closed, his face twisted and contorted in pain. His hand clenched tightly at his chest, and with the sound of tearing flesh, his five fingers dug deep into the flesh, leaving trails of bloody scratches.
But he felt no pain at all, because his consciousness and soul had been completely swallowed by endless agony.
"This is not... real... not real..."
His body trembled to the point of convulsion, his entire aura in utter chaos, stirring up the internal injuries that had begun to calm naturally. His body tilted, and he fell from the bed...
Thump! Thump, thump...
A very soft knock came from outside, followed by Cang Yue's voice: "Husband, may I come in?"
Cang Yue stood quietly before the door, holding a bowl of freshly prepared sugar porridge. After knocking, she received no response. She raised her hand again but paused in midair. After a moment of hesitation, she finally lowered her hand, turned around, and was about to leave with light steps.
But just two steps out, a strong sense of unease suddenly surged in her heart. She spun around rapidly and directly pushed open the door... The scene before her made her freeze on the spot.
A trail of bloody red spread from the bed all the way to the wall. Yun Che was curled up in the corner, his head buried between his knees, his right hand clutching his chest, all five fingers dug into his skin, blood dripping down. His entire body exuded a gloomy aura of despair.
"Hus... husband!!"
Cang Yue's face lost all color. The sugar porridge splattered all over the floor. She cried out in alarm as she rushed forward, tightly embracing Yun Che. The moment she spoke, she was already in tears: "Husband... husband, what's wrong with you... Don't scare me... husband..."
Cang Yue's voice awakened the soul sinking in the abyss of pain. He slowly raised his head... The corners of his mouth, his nose, his eyes, his ears—from all seven orifices, traces of blood were visible.
"Yue'er..." He moved his lips, his hoarse voice carrying deep pain.
"Husband... what... exactly happened to you..." Cang Yue was so frightened she almost burst into loud sobs: "I... I... I'll go call father and mother..."
One hand grabbed Cang Yue, pulling her back. Yun Che slowly shook his head: "I'm fine... just let me hold you for a while... it'll pass..."
He embraced Cang Yue, his head resting against her chest. At first, he held her very lightly, but unconsciously, he held her tighter and tighter, like a child who had lost their sense of security.
Feeling that the chaotic aura around Yun Che seemed to be calming slightly, Cang Yue's panicked heart eased a little. She pressed her soft body even closer to him, placed her small hand on his back, and gently held him.
In their countless embraces, it was always her nestled against his chest—that had always been the most reassuring and satisfying moment of her life. For the first time, Yun Che rested against her chest, fragile like a wounded child.
"Husband, no matter what happens, I will be by your side." Cang Yue murmured softly. "Even if you lose everything, you will never lose me."
"..." Yun Che held Cang Yue even tighter.
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In the Yun family's main hall, Mu Yurou was chatting with Feng Xue'er.
In terms of beauty, Mu Yurou had always believed that Xiao Yaohou was the most perfect woman in this world, beyond compare with anyone. Now meeting Feng Xue'er, even as a woman, she felt a dizzying sense of encountering a celestial being. And not only that, even her profound force cultivation was almost on par with Xiao Yaohou's. Most importantly, her feelings for Yun Che were profound.
Although it was their first meeting today, she liked Feng Xue'er beyond description. She had been holding her hand without letting go the entire time.
With a surge of icy cold aura, Murong Qianxue and Chu Yueli walked in. They bowed to Mu Yurou and said, "Madam Yun, we heard that the Palace Master has returned. We wonder if he is well... We sisters wish to pay our respects."
"Aunt Murong, Aunt Chu, please don't worry. Brother Yun is fine now. He's resting. His injuries should heal in a few more days." Feng Xue'er smiled reassuringly.
"That's good." Murong Qianxue and Chu Yueli breathed a faint sigh of relief, the worry on their icy faces finally easing somewhat.
Mu Yurou looked at them and smiled warmly: "You were burdened by Che'er's troubles, abandoned your ancestral home, and came to this unfamiliar place, yet you still care for him so much. For Che'er to receive such treatment from you is truly his great fortune."
Mu Yurou's words made the two women feel slightly flustered. Chu Yueli said, "Madam Yun, please don't say that. The Palace Master has saved the Bing Yun Fairy Palace from mortal danger. If not for the Palace Master, the Bing Yun Fairy Palace would have ceased to exist in this world."
"That's right." Murong Qianxue nodded slightly. "The Palace Master has saved our Bing Yun Fairy Palace from desperate situations many times, and he has given us all a new lease on life. If not for the Palace Master, all of us sisters and disciples would have perished in the Tian Xuan Continent. Moreover, back then... we failed to protect Senior Sister, as well as the Palace Master's and Senior Sister's child. Yet the Palace Master repaid evil with kindness, saving us repeatedly, never treating us as burdens, and never abandoning us even when his own life was in danger. The Palace Master's grace is something we can never repay in our lifetimes..."
Murong Qianxue's voice gradually faded. Because she saw that Mu Yurou's smiling face had suddenly stiffened, and her gaze was frozen in place.
Mu Yurou gripped the armrest of her chair and slowly stood up, staring blankly at Murong Qianxue: "You... what did you just say... Che'er's... child?"
Mu Yurou's reaction made both Murong Qianxue and Chu Yueli freeze simultaneously: "Madam Yun, this matter... could it be that the Palace Master never told you about it?"
"Really... really Che'er's child? Che'er has a child?" Mu Yurou became agitated. She stepped forward and grabbed Murong Qianxue's arm, asking urgently: "Why has Che'er never mentioned it? What do you mean by 'failed to protect'? And who is your Senior Sister... What exactly happened?"
"..." Murong Qianxue's lips parted slightly. She realized that she had caused a major problem and said something she shouldn't have. But since the words were already out, facing Mu Yurou's earnest gaze, she had no way to retreat. So she had to steel herself and recount the story of Chu Yuechan from back then in its entirety to Mu Yurou.
Mu Yurou slowly sat back down, her gaze vacant. It took a long time for her to come back to her senses.
"Madam Yun, please rest assured. Even if Senior Sister has lost her profound arts, in the Cang Feng Kingdom, there is no one who can bully her. She is blessed by heaven. Right now, she must surely be living peacefully in a place undisturbed by outsiders. She will definitely be fine." Murong Qianxue said comfortingly.
Chu Yueli bit her lip tightly, a hint of melancholy in her eyes.
"Six years ago..." Mu Yurou murmured absently. "A full six years... The child is already five years old... It's Che'er's child..."
"Mother, don't worry," Feng Xue'er gently comforted. "Brother Yun will definitely find her... Ah, Brother Yun."
Yun Che walked in from the doorway, with Cang Yue holding his arm by his side.
"Palace Master." Murong Qianxue and Chu Yueli quickly stepped forward. Murong Qianxue said uneasily: "Palace Master, I..."
"Aunt, it's okay." Yun Che's face was somewhat pale, but his smile remained gentle. "I overheard some of it outside. I never knew how to tell father and mother about this matter. Aunt bringing it up for me actually relieves me of a burden."
"Che'er!" Mu Yurou stood up and walked to his side, tears glistening in her eyes. She said solemnly: "Mother has never met that woman named Chu Yuechan, but for your sake, she didn't hesitate to cripple her own profound arts, betray her sect, ruin half her life's reputation, and exchange it for half a lifetime of loneliness... You must find her. In this life, you must never let her down!"
"..." Yun Che lifted his head, a surge of emotions welling up in his heart. Just as he was about to answer, a hurried, frantic sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside.
Bang!!
"Mother!" Xiao Yun rushed in like a firestorm, almost tripping heavily over his own feet. Without even steadying himself, he shouted in panic: "Mother... quickly... Seventh Sister... Seventh Sister, she..."