Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1485
Chapter 1485: Chapter 1474: The Past Before Seventeen, Mu Fan's Background, Your Mother Loves You Very Much_1 Chapter 1485: Chapter 1474: The Past Before Seventeen, Mu Fan's Background, Your Mother Loves You Very Much_1 At the Everlasting Palace Secret Land, Qing Yuan controlled her sword flight, circling around the nine towering stone pillars before taking a comfortable breath and gracefully landing.
After more than a month, she finally fulfilled her previous agreement, successfully repairing the Cross-border Transmission Array. Now her Master and the others could ascend to the Spirit Realm as they wished.
“Qing Yuan.”
Mu Fan came running, unable to suppress his excitement and joy as he crossed the stone bridge and rushed onto the altar.
“Senior Brother Mu.”
Qing Yuan raised her eyebrows, teasing Mu Fan with a playful smile: “Aren't you supposed to be competing? How do you have time to come over?”
“The competition is over.”
Mu Fan was focused on finding his lost past and did not care about the competition results.
“What a coincidence, I just finished my task too.”
Qing Yuan pointed at the nine towering stone pillars with a blink of her pretty eyes, saying in a playful tone: “How about we don't tell anyone and sneak away together?”
“Okay.”
Mu Fan didn't think too much and agreed with a nod of his head.
“Hehe.”
Qing Yuan covered her mouth with a chuckle, her eyes full of playfulness as she said: “I was just teasing you. Did you take it seriously?”
“Cough, cough.”
Mu Fan coughed awkwardly, avoiding her playful gaze.
“Huh?”
Qing Yuan blinked, leaned closer to Mu Fan's ear with an innocent and pure smile: “Senior Brother Mu, your ears are turning red.”
“Cough, cough.”
Mu Fan almost choked on his own saliva, instinctively stepping back to avoid her teasing face.
“Senior Brother Mu, go and get ready.”
Mu Fan stopped teasing her. With a serious look, he reminded her: “Say goodbye to Master. We will leave tomorrow.”
“Master?”
Mu Fan's eyes flickered, revealing a hint of confusion: “Is the old man also in the Everlasting Palace?”
“Mm.”
Qing Yuan didn't hide it. She told Mu Fan about the upcoming ascension of the eight Soul Formation Stage experts to the Spirit Realm.
“Is this the Cross-border Transmission Array?”
Mu Fan's heart trembled as he looked at the nine towering stone pillars, his breath nearly stopping.
“Hurry up.”
Qing Yuan tugged on his sleeve, urging him softly: “Patriarch Xiayao might have something to tell you before he leaves.”
“Oh.”
Thinking of the mystery behind his background, Mu Fan paused his breathing, nodded, and turned to leave.
“Since Master is about to ascend, I should also go and visit him and say goodbye.”
Qing Yuan watched him leave, her lips curving into an enchanting smile. With a flash, she disappeared from the spot.
*
In the VIP guesthouse of Everlasting Palace, just before their parting, Patriarch Xiayao finally revealed the truth about Mu Fan's past after seventeen years of silence when faced with Mu Fan's inquiry.
Seventeen years ago, he had observed the stars at night and noticed that the Nether Star was in trouble. Its light was dim, and he was alarmed. Following the guidance of the stars, he rushed to the Polar Ice Field and found a newborn baby in the Wu Clan.
“Your mother loved you very much.”
As Patriarch Xiayao recalled the past, he revealed a rare kind expression: “She bled heavily during childbirth. When her life was hanging by a thread, a dazzling golden light pierced through the void and entered her belly.”
“Witnessing this astonishing phenomenon gave her hope. With her last breath, she gave birth to you.”
“In her dying moments, she held you in her arms, handed you to me personally, and caressed the jade pendant hanging around your neck. She asked me to take you as a disciple and take you away from the Wu Clan.”
“As I observed the stars at night, I sensed that we were destined to be master and disciple. So I agreed to her request and brought you back to the Tranquil Sect after she passed away.”
*
“My father.”
With a heart full of grief, Mu Fan's eyes filled with tears: “Why did he die?”
“That, I don't know.”
With a sorrowful shake of his head, Patriarch Xiayao said: “If you have the chance, you can go back to the Wu Clan and pay your respects at your parents' graves to comfort their spirits in heaven.”
Chapter end
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