My Nascent Soul Ran Away Again

Chapter 86 - 86: Dao Evolution Sect Disciple Nangong Xuan

Chapter 86: Dao Evolution Sect Disciple Nangong Xuan

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The next morning, Lu Xuan slowly woke up.

Cheng Lingzhu was snuggled in his arms, sleeping soundly. She was wearing a thin black nightgown, and through the fabric, he could feel her body warmth.

One of her smooth, long legs was draped over Lu Xuan, her arm wrapped around his waist, holding him as if clutching a human-shaped pillow.

It was quite normal for her to be bare-legged, especially since Lu Xuan had burned the silk stockings to ashes with a flicker of spiritual fire last night. If Lu Xuan were to describe his feelings, it would be something like: “Everything has returned, the era of white silk has returned…”

“But sometimes, it’s also nice to try new fashion trends.”

Lu Xuan mused thoughtfully. He heard that going barefoot was in vogue now.

Cheng Lingzhu’s peaceful sleeping face was beautiful. Lu Xuan gently adjusted her hair from her forehead and softly kissed her there.

Disturbed from her sweet dreams, Cheng Lingzhu murmured and held him even tighter.

Inside the Immortal Tomb space.

Xuan Ming, Di Jiang, and the other eleven members sat in their respective places, the atmosphere calm.

The bronze lamp that belonged to “Gong Gong” was rekindled, and a slender figure was gradually taking shape.

After the figure solidified, he/she hesitantly reached out to pick up a mask from the bronze long table and put it on.

“Greetings to Gong Gong,” the other eleven members said in unison.

“Greetings to all,” Gong Gong replied. His voice sounded youthful, with a sense of youthfulness.

“You must already know what this place is, so we won’t elaborate further,” Di Jiang said.

“Indeed,” Nangong Xuan nodded, her demeanor calm.

She had been suddenly pulled into this space.

Upon entering, a voice had resonated in her mind, informing her about this place. The sensation was similar to telepathy, but she couldn’t determine the source of the voice.

As the Saintess of the Longevity Palace, Nangong Xuan was intelligent and mentally robust, quickly adapting to her surroundings.

Seeing her composure, the others nodded inwardly. They had expected the newcomer to be somewhat flustered upon first entering the Immortal Tomb space, but Gong Gong was remarkably calm and showed no signs of nervousness.

This indicated that she either had extensive experience and was unflappable, or she possessed a strong, calm mind, with a great ability to adapt to her surroundings.

“Now that you’ve joined the Immortal Tomb space, you’re one of us, working together for the Master of the Immortal Tomb.”

Xuan Ming spoke up, “In this space, we address each other by codenames…

May I ask where Gong Gong hails from?”

Beneath her mask, Nangong Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The dark hall with its faintly burning bronze lamps cast eerie shadows on the animal-shaped masks of the other eleven members, creating a somber and heavy atmosphere. This reminded Nangong Xuan of her terrifying experience in the Secret Mystical Realm, where she was nearly killed by a Golden Core cultivator.

After a moment of contemplation, she responded, “I am a disciple of the Dao

Evolution Sect.”

The others: “?”

Zhu Long:

“You’re from the Dao Evolution Sect? Then what about me?” Zhu Long thought, realizing he was now an outsider.

The other ten people turned to look at Zhu Long.

Zhu Long chuckled awkwardly, “Ah, what a coincidence… Truly, it’s a matter of timing and fortune. Our Dao Evolution Sect is full of talent. When the Master of the Immortal Tomb descends, we will surely serve loyally, expanding territories and forging new paths.”

Hearing his flattery, the others did not believe a word from Zhu Long.

Of course, they were equally skeptical about Gonggong’s self-introduction. Everyone present had changed their identities several times upon first entering the space. With truth and falsehood intertwined, it was difficult to discern the reality.

Di Jiang addressed Nangong Xuan, “Gong Gong, according to our rules, newcomers must undergo an assessment to prevent infiltration… Currently, there is an assassination mission that you need to complete with Shebi Shi.”

Xuan Ming nodded slightly, “This is the only mandatory task. After the mission, Shebi Shi will compensate you. If you refuse to participate… we cannot trust you.”

Nangong Xuan pondered in her heart. She had already received information about the Immortal Tomb space and knew about the impending arrival of the Master of the Immortal Tomb.

In her view, knowing such a significant secret, if she were deemed

“untrustworthy,” she might be eliminated by the Immortal Tomb space.

Nangong Xuan, being in the headquarters of the Longevity Palace, was not afraid of external assassination attempts, but she was unsure about the operating rules of the Immortal Tomb space.

This space had the power to pull her soul here; it likely also had the capability to erase her existence.

Out of this concern, Nangong Xuan was cautious and did not immediately answer in the affirmative or negative.

She asked Xuan Ming a question, “Who are you asking me to assassinate?”

“Two people,” Tian Wu responded. “Cheng Lingzhu from the Dushi Sword Sect and Lu Xuan from the Dao Evolution Sect.’

Nangong Xuan was startled: “!!!”

Hearing those names, she felt a chill run down her spine. Of all the people, why did it have to be him they were targeting?

“You don’t need to panic, Gong Gong,” Ju Mang said casually. “They’re just two juniors, not worth mentioning. You won’t be acting alone; Shebi Shi will also be involved, and he’s quite strong.”

After saying this, Ju Mang added, “Of course, if I were to personally take action, it would be almost a certainty, but I don’t need that thousand years of longevity, so I generously let Shebi Shi have it.”

Zhu Rong expressed his admiration: “The senior truly has a noble character.”

Nangong Xuan did not respond but just looked at Ju Mang, who was wearing a mask. The way he spoke, constantly boasting, reminded her of someone she knew.

“May I have a few days to consider this matter?” Nangong Xuan asked. “There are many affairs in the sect that need arranging before I can leave.”

The members looked at each other, and Xuan Ming nodded: “That’s acceptable.”

“I agree,” said Emperor Jiang.

“Agreed.”

“Agreed.”

“Agreed.”

“Three days later, we will reconvene. I hope you can give a definite answer then,” Xuan Ming said, looking into Nangong Xuan’s eyes beneath her mask.

“Rest assured, I will,” Nangong Xuan replied calmly.

After leaving the Immortal Tomb space.

Back in her dwelling, Nangong Xuan furrowed her brow. This group was clearly plotting something significant, wreaking havoc in the Archean Eon Realm to pave the way for a powerful entity from beyond their realm.

If the Master of the Immortal Tomb were to descend into the Cangyuan Realm, it would likely cause great upheaval.

As the Saintess of the Longevity Palace, Nangong Xuan only worshipped the twelve Zodiac Masters within the Palace and naturally would not align herself with the so-called Master of the Immortal Tomb.

And now they wanted her to assassinate Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu…

She bore no grudge against either of them and certainly didn’t wish to follow the orders of those people.

Moreover…

Whether she could even defeat them was another matter altogether..