If this was the court, the officials would have stood up to reprimand her. However, when the woman's voice reached the ears of the Mountain Breaking Army and the Yan Cloud Cavalry, no one stood up.
This was not because of military discipline.
It was because there was a symbol embroidered on the chest of the woman's dress. It was not an exquisite symbol. It was a pagoda, and there were two words on the pagoda …
Ling Yun!
It was a simple word, but when this symbol appeared on the woman's chest, no one dared to question the woman's tone.
Yan Qianli frowned slightly, but eventually, he slowly took a step forward. "His Majesty is currently in the palace!"
"Oh, he's not dead yet?" The woman nodded. Then, she looked in the direction of the palace and said, "Then I will wait here for him for 15 minutes."
15 minutes.
These were the exact words of the lady. However, she had no intention of letting anyone inform Emperor Lin Mubai. It was as if she was talking about something that was very logical.
"Are … are you my mother?" Ping Yang's voice rang out. Her breathing was getting weaker, and her face was pale. However, her lifeless eyes stared intently at the woman.
The woman's gaze slowly turned to Ping Yang. Then, she slowly looked away. She did not speak. She did not even nod or shake her head.
"I … I am Ping Yang. My mother said that she would come to fetch me. Are … are you my mother? Or are you the person that my mother sent to fetch me? "Ping Yang asked again.
This time, the woman did not turn her head. She stood there quietly, almost as if she did not hear Ping Yang's words.
The rain continued to pour, washing away Ping Yang's red dress.
There was an eerie silence.
Yan Qianli clenched his fists, but he did not speak.
Fang Zhengzhi hugged Ping Yang. He could feel Ping Yang's emotions. That was why he allowed Ping Yang to open her mouth twice.
However, the woman's attitude surprised him.
Fang Zhengzhi did not think that Ping Yang was lying. Ping Yang had said that she had seen her mother, and that her mother would be coming to fetch her. However, why had this woman not even glanced at Ping Yang?
Did she get the wrong person?
Impossible.
This was because this woman obviously knew Yan Qianli. Furthermore, she knew Emperor Lin Mubai even better. So, what was going on?
"I … I am Ping … Ping Yang …"
"Ping Yang, don't ask her anymore. She is not your mother!" Fang Zhengzhi placed his hand on Ping Yang's shoulder and stopped her from continuing.
"But, she …" Ping Yang bit her lips.
"He's right, I'm not your mother. Also, let me give you another piece of advice. If you still want to see your father one last time, I advise you to keep your mouth shut." The woman finally spoke, directly interrupting Ping Yang's next words.
"To see Father … for the last time. Can … can I see Mother one last time?"
"You're about to die. Why do you still want to see your mother?" The woman's tone was calm. Then, she seemed to have thought of something, "If you want your mother to save you, I advise you not to think about it. She won't save you."
"No … I just wanted to see my mother … I didn't want her to save … save me …" Ping Yang's chest heaved up and down. Then, she spat out another mouthful of blood.
"Since you want to see your mother, why did you choose to give up your life? Originally, you had the chance to see her. But now, you no longer have the chance. "The woman continued.
"I … I …" Ping Yang seemed to want to explain herself. However, the blood that kept gushing out of her mouth caused her body to tremble violently. Her lips turned from pink to purple.
"Riches and wealth, having no worries about basic necessities, being born in the Royal Family and being loved by everyone. What's so bad about these? Since you've already decided to live an ordinary life, you should just be an ordinary princess. Why do you have to follow in the footsteps of others? Using your life to beg for your mother's protection, how ridiculous is that? There's nothing wrong with being weak. However, if a weak person wants to be strong, who can you blame? "
After saying that, the woman no longer looked at Ping Yang. Instead, she turned her head towards the direction of the palace.
Fang Zhengzhi's body trembled slightly. His crystal-clear eyes stared at the woman. Using her life to beg for her mother's protection, how could a weak person want to be strong?
"You've been here for a long time?" Fang Zhengzhi's voice was heard at this moment.
"Yes." The woman did not turn her head and only nodded her head lightly.
"When?" Fang Zhengzhi asked again.
"When the 'stardust' lit up." The woman paused for a moment, but finally answered Fang Zhengzhi's question.
"Stardust? Is it the pendant on Ping Yang's neck? "Fang Zhengzhi looked at Ping Yang's neck, at the broken pendant.
"Yes." The woman nodded her head again.
"I understand now. If I'm not wrong, you're here to fetch Ping Yang?"
"That's right."
"If Ping Yang didn't use the stardust to attack King Xieluo, would she not have to die?" Fang Zhengzhi was silent. However, after a moment, he asked again.
"Yes."
"You knew this, but you still didn't stop her? Your goal was not to fetch her, but to let her die! "Fang Zhengzhi finally frowned when he heard this.
"Hehe, you're very smart." The woman finally turned back to look at Fang Zhengzhi's crystal clear eyes. She smiled faintly, "It's a pity that you're just like her. You're about to die. If I'm not wrong, you only have less than half a year to live?"
"Less than half a year to live?"
"She said that Fang Zhengzhi only has less than half a year to live? What does that mean? "
"What's going on?"
The Mountain Breaking Army and the Yan Cloud Calvary were stunned when they heard this. They turned to look at Fang Zhengzhi and the woman in confusion.
It was not just the Mountain Breaking Army and Yan Cloud Calvary. Yan Xiu, Shan Yu, Xing Yuanguo and Yan Qianli were all shocked when they heard this.
Less than half a year?
How could Fang Zhengzhi only have less than half a year to live?
"Who said that Fang Zhengzhi only has less than half a year to live?" At this moment, a voice rang out. Then, a black figure landed beside Fang Zhengzhi.
It was Wu Yuer. In her hand was a golden pearl. A golden pearl that was originally floating in the air.
It was the Demon Pearl.
The Demon Pearl that belonged to King Xieluo.
"Oh, a Demonic Core. Let me think …" The woman looked at Wu Yuer. Then, as if she was talking to herself, she said, "Her heart meridian is damaged, the Fruit of Dao tree has no flowers or fruits, and the small world is destroyed. Under such circumstances, she can use The Vast World to rebuild the small world. Under normal circumstances, her life can continue, but her Origin Energy can no longer be condensed, and her cultivation should be lost.
The woman paused and looked at Fang Zhengzhi again. "Mm, you used the pill to forcefully gather your Origin Energy. That is a good idea. However, The Vast World does not belong to you. Furthermore, your Vast World is incomplete. Three years is the limit."
"However, it's not entirely impossible. If you can enter the Sage State within three years, your body will be baptized by the Heavens and Earth. You might even be able to rebuild your pocket dimension during the baptism."
"Furthermore, based on your talent, advancing from the Supernatural State to the Sage State, hmm... if you had obtained this Demon Pearl three years ago, it might not have been impossible for you to advance to the Sage State. But now, in less than half a year? Advancing from the Supernatural State to the Sage State, haha … this is something that has never happened in thousands of years. Yet, you are still daydreaming about it. How laughable is that? "
The woman laughed at the end of her sentence. Her voice echoed in the night sky. Her eyes were filled with mockery. It was the mockery of a superior looking at a foolish commoner.
The Mountain Breaking Army and the Yan Cloud Calvary fell silent. They did not like what the woman said. However, what she said was the truth.
Advancing to the Sage State in half a year.
This was impossible. Even with the Demon Pearl, it was impossible. Furthermore, Fang Zhengzhi had already lost his Fruit of Dao.
Talent.
If one could enter the Sage State purely based on talent, there would have been countless Sages in this world. After all, once one entered the Sage State, one's life would take a huge leap forward.
In other words …
The lifespan of a Sage was many times that of an ordinary person.
However, there were only five Sages in the Great Xia Dynasty. Over the past few hundred years, only five Sages had emerged. Apart from talent, it was also due to luck.
For example, Yan Qianli had already stepped into the peak of the Rebirth State many years ago and became a formidable figure. However, he only became a Sage recently.
Another example was King Liqin. When the previous emperor was still alive, he was a legend on the battlefield. He was at the pinnacle of the Rebirth State. But now?
Even though he possessed the best resources of the Great Xia Dynasty, paid no attention to the outside world, and wholeheartedly cultivated, he was still a Half-Saint, and had yet to step into the true Saint Realm.
It was too difficult!
Fang Zhengzhi was only in the Supernatural State. Even if he was in the Rebirth State, it would be impossible for him to enter the Sage State in half a year.
"That's not funny at all!" Wu Yuer's voice rang out at this moment. Her black dress fluttered in the night wind. She looked somewhat charming, but her gaze was extremely determined. "Fang Zhengzhi, even if no one has done it in the past thousands of years, even if it is impossible, I believe in you. I believe that you can do it!"
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