Chapter 130: Chapter 130

Chapter 130: Mu Xiyao’s Child Arrives Ye Wushang’s Fury

A young girl, no more than seventeen or eighteen, staggered forward, gasping for breath.

Her spiritual energy was completely exhausted, yet she pressed on toward the Ye Clan.

Though young, her aura was extraordinary. Already, she had reached the Celestial Phenomenon Realm.

Her features were striking, her brows carrying a proud, unyielding spirit untouched by the dust of the mortal world.

Her clothes were plain, clearly from modest means. Yet her presence was pure, like a lotus rising unstained from the mud.

Every recovery pill and herb she carried had been consumed. Still, she refused to stop.

Ahead lay a grand gate, surrounded by spiritual energy and sacred land.

Her eyes lit up with hope. She dragged her weary body forward.

After half a day’s struggle, she finally reached the Ye Clan. Though she longed to collapse, she dared not.

Mother Master, they’re waiting for me to bring help. I cannot fall here.

The Ye Clan had grown into a top-tier power in the Canglan Domain, its estate resembling that of an ancient sacred clan.

As she approached, two guards stepped forward.

“Stop. This is the Ye Clan’s domain. Outsiders may not enter.”

She looked up. Both were formidable cultivators at the Manifestation Realm.

Beside them stood nine colossal puppets, each radiating Cave Heaven Realm power.

She was stunned. Manifestation guards at the gate Cave Heaven puppets as watchdogs even in my homeland, few clans could boast such strength.

The guards softened their tone. “Little girl, what business brings you here?”

She recalled her mother’s words and spoke firmly: “I’ve come to find my father.”

“Your father? Who is he? What’s his name? What role does he hold here? If it matches, we’ll summon him.”

She answered without hesitation: “His name is Ye Wushang. He is the clan master.”

The guards exchanged a look, their eyes flashing with irritation.

They thought she was mocking them.

One sneered. “So, you claim the clan master is your father? That makes you our young lady?”

She nodded earnestly. “Yes. That’s what my mother told me.”

The guards almost laughed, but seeing her exhaustion, they sighed.

“Child, we know all of the clan master’s children. You are not among them. You’ve come to the wrong place.”

“There are many Ye clans in the Canglan Domain. You must have mistaken the address.”

But she shook her head stubbornly. “No. This is the place. My master gave me the address. Call your clan master he will know.”

Her plea was met with refusal.

“Without proof, we cannot help you. The clan master is too busy to meet strangers. Leave.”

At that moment, a terrifying aura descended from the sky.

Her face paled. Mother warned me… they must have tracked me here.

A cruel voice echoed: “So here you are, little girl. The Monarch commands us to bring you back. Come quietly!”

Dark demonic energy surged, filling the heavens.

A black hand, vast as the sky, reached down to seize her.

She was powerless, dragged helplessly toward it.

The Ye Clan guards recognized the aura instantly. Their clan master had fought demons many times. Their hatred was deep.

They acted without hesitation.

Nine Cave Heaven puppets flared with power. The clan’s grand formation ignited.

A sword aura split the heavens, severing the black hand.

Freed, the girl plummeted toward the ground.

Her spiritual energy was gone and she could not stop her fall.

She closed her eyes in despair.

But before she struck the earth, a strong arm caught her waist.

She opened her eyes to see a face strange yet familiar.

Hope flooded her gaze.

Her tense nerves finally relaxed.

Exhaustion overwhelmed her. She whispered one word: “Father.”

Then she collapsed, asleep in Ye Wushang’s arms, like a kitten seeking shelter.

Ye Wushang’s eyes narrowed at her words.

His aura erupted, shaking the heavens.

For two years, he had consolidated his cultivation at the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm, preparing to break into the Deification Realm.

Now, the clan’s formation had alerted him. Extending his divine sense, he saw the demons attacking the girl.

He had rushed out, catching her in his arms.

Her face was unmistakable.

She looked exactly like Mu Xiyao in her youth except for her eyes, which mirrored his own.

This child is mine. Mine and Mu Xiyao’s.

A surge of guilt and longing filled his heart.

But then, his gaze turned cold, brimming with killing intent.

Dare to touch my daughter, no one can save you.

His blade aura erupted, splitting the sky, carving vacuum scars across the heavens.