Chapter 1779: Where Is The Grave

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Yun Tianyi was fuming with anger so much so that he wanted to tear the entire Miluo Continent apart.

Rabbit swallowed hard. In the end, she managed to muster the courage to speak, “Saint Venerable, you…don’t be sad. At least, Miss Anling Yue left you the young master and the young lady. I believe that the young master and the young lady must still be alive.”

“Otherwise, the high priest wouldn’t have destroyed the Nalan Family and sealed this woman’s memory. Isn’t he just afraid that someone will find them?”

Yun Tianyi closed his eyes and slowly exhaled. When he spoke again, his deep voice was filled with cold murderous intent, “Wei Zixi, I don’t care what you do. Since you dare to harm my child, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!”

He coldly glanced at Nalan Yurong and waved his hand.

Nalan Yurong, who was originally unconscious, soon woke up.

She glanced around. When her eyes fell on Yun Tianyi, she gaped at him and gasped.

Having ascended to a cultivator at a young age, Yun Tianyi had a classic, debonair charm that made him irresistible to many. Plus, his cultivation success maintained his appearance at his prime age.

Moreover, as the Saint Venerable of the God Domain, his status eclipsed that of countless beings in the universe. Consequently, he exuded a natural air of opulence and allure, which garnered admiration from all who beheld him.

Therefore, when Nalan Yurong laid eyes on Yun Tianyi, though she harbored a fear of his prowess, she couldn’t stop the drool from forming at the corners of her mouth.

But soon, she realized that the man in front of her could be Nalan Hexi’s father.

Thinking about this, Nalan Yurong noticed the resemblance of the man’s facial features to Xi Yue’s appearance.

Jealousy consumed her as she struggled to accept that Nalan Hexi’s dad could be such an outstanding man. Meanwhile, she was stuck with Nalan Zhengze, who was barely worth a second thought.

Taking a deep breath, Nalan Yurong kept telling herself: Nalan Hexi is dead. I’m Nalan Hexi now, and her father belongs to me.

While she was engrossed in her thoughts, tears streamed down her face. She sobbed to Yun Tianyi, “Are… are you my father? My mom told me that Narang Zhengze isn’t my real dad, and she said my real father would come find me one day. Dad, is it you who’s come to find me? I’m Hexi! I’m your daughter!”

As she spoke, Nalan Yurong leaped off the bed and lunged at Yun Tianyi.

However, with a loud thud, she seemingly hit an invisible wall. She ended up falling heavily to the ground, completely disoriented.

Rabbit held back a chuckle and cleared her throat gently, noting, “The Saint Venerable prefers his distance, even with family. Just remain seated and talk; he has inquiries for you.”

Yun Tianyi looked at her coldly, “You said Anling Yue is dead? How did she die?”

A hint of malice flashed in Nalan Yurong’s eyes. But, facing Yun Tianyi’s domineering aura, she didn’t dare to stir up any trouble. In the end, she reiterated the story she just told.

“Where is her grave?” Yun Tianyi asked again.

This time, Nalan Yurong was stunned. She tried her best to recall, but she could not recall where and how Anling Yue was buried after her death.

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