After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

Chapter 575 Blood God Jade

From afar came the sound of sobbing uncontrollably. In a corner unnoticed by anyone, a girl who had been shielded from all auras and divine sense probing by the system was so angry that she wanted to tear her sleeves to shreds!

What a great opportunity! Just a hair's breadth away, just a hair's breadth away, to take Jiang Liqian's life when she was at her weakest and most unguarded!

Unfortunately, that damned Meng Jiu'an resisted her control so fiercely that she was a beat too slow, and a great opportunity slipped away!

In his previous life, he was very obedient and trusted her completely.

Shen Qingqing forgot that in her previous life, she was Jiang Liqian's most cared-for junior sister. Because of this relationship, Meng Jiu'an was naturally willing to trust her and treat her well, which is why she could be easily controlled by her.

In this life, being ambushed and suddenly fainting has already alerted him. How could he possibly act the same way as in his previous life?

"System, is Meng Jiu'an dead?"

[Scan revealed that the mission target, Meng Jiu'an, has destroyed his consciousness and is in imminent danger of death, but there is still a glimmer of hope. He needs immediate treatment, but he will only become a mentally challenged child without any intelligence.]

A fool?

They really deserved it!

Useless things!

The more Shen Qingqing looked at Jiang Liqian holding Meng Jiu'an with tears streaming down her face, the more she hated her! In the previous life, she had chased after her like that, yet the two of them, as fellow disciples, were still able to avoid becoming enemies and fighting to the death. This drama was truly coming to the worst possible ending!

Hmph, Jiang Liqian, let's see how long your saintly heart can last. Just wait and see!

Shen Qingqing was indignant. She glanced around casually, but her eyes were suddenly drawn to the jade disc floating in mid-air in the distance.

At first glance, she knew it was a good thing!

The jade disc emitted a pure and gentle light, completely different from the cold spiritual energy—was it a divine artifact? A real divine artifact?

"System, system, quickly check if that jade disc is a divine artifact? Has it recognized its owner yet?"

After the crackling of electricity, the mechanical electronic sound had a strange quality to it.

[System detection confirms it is indeed a powerful artifact. As for whether it has recognized a master, the system's current permissions are insufficient to determine that.]

Shen Qingqing's eyes lit up: "What kind of magical artifact? Does it have a name?"

Yes, this divine artifact is called the Blood God Jade. Every time it appears, it drinks blood and flesh. It is a product of the ancient battles between gods and demons. It loves battlefields where corpses float for miles. Its power is extraordinary. Later, because it was too evil, it was sealed by the ancient gods and has never seen the light of day since.

"You really know a lot!" Shen Qingqing couldn't help but give it a thumbs up.

I have no idea where this system came from. It's so useful and can even double as an encyclopedia.

[If the artifact has not yet recognized a master, the host must act first if they wish to obtain it.]

Shen Qingqing knew this principle, of course. She had the system continue to block her aura and also conceal the sounds of all her movements.

While everyone was gathered around Jiang Liqian, he quietly leaped up and rushed towards the Blood God Jade that was floating in mid-air.

At that very moment, Jiang Liqian, who had already activated the highest-level long-distance defensive teleportation array with Xu Youan and Fu Wennian to send the seriously injured Jiang Junze and Meng Jiu'an back to the Tianqian Sect, suddenly realized something.

Without pausing her steady movements, she unleashed her spiritual power, transforming into an identical clone that shot towards the Blood God Jade like an arrow.

Shen Qingqing's pupils shrank sharply, and now she couldn't stop even if she wanted to. The two of them simultaneously grasped half of the Blood God Jade.

As if sensing something, the Blood God Jade flashed with divine light, and then a huge blood-red vortex suddenly appeared, sucking in Shen Qingqing and Jiang Liqian's clones.

Jiang Liqian, who had just completed the last hand seal, was not spared either, and her body flew uncontrollably toward the blood-red vortex.

"Senior sister!"

"Jiang Liqian!"

Xu Youan and Gu Chengxue were closest to Jiang Liqian, each holding one of her hands tightly, and were also pulled into the vortex.

The world spins and space is distorted.

A burst of blood-red light flashed, and four figures suddenly fell from the sky. The four figures then transformed into four streams of light in the ruptured space, falling in four different directions.

When Jiang Liqian fell from the whirlpool, she was already unconscious. She fell from the roof and unexpectedly landed in an embrace filled with the fragrance of grass and trees. She groggily opened her eyes a crack and, through the haze, she seemed to see an extremely beautiful face.

When she gradually regained consciousness from her coma, she found herself on a soft fur-covered couch. On a nearby table, there was a burning incense stick that smelled of dried fruit. Next to the incense stick was a plain zither covered with a light-colored gauze. Faint moonlight streamed through the window, creating a scene of starlight and moonlight.

Where is this?

She rubbed her head, which had been throbbing from hitting the roof, and frowned as she got up.

When he got off the train, his body was so depleted of spiritual energy in his dantian that he suddenly fell to the ground.

"Watch out!" A voice came from the window, clear and cool, bringing a breeze that caught her as she fell.

Jiang Liqian was startled and immediately glanced warily at the window: "Who? Who's there!"

There was no sound coming from the window.

Jiang Liqian felt something was strange and couldn't help but walk towards the window to find out what was going on. But as she walked towards the window, she caught a glimpse of something very strange out of the corner of her eye.

She paused in her steps.

He turned his head slightly, his gaze locking onto the dimly lit area.

It was a shrine of moderate size, but exquisitely carved. The shrine was of a very high standard, but it did not house any deity. Instead, a scroll was hanging inside.

For no apparent reason, Jiang Liqian's heart skipped a beat, and she walked in that direction.

As her vision gradually cleared, she finally saw the contents of the painting—a woman in flowing robes, adorned with hairpins and ornaments, her eyes gleaming, holding a long sword. A golden bell jingled and tinkled in her hair.

Even in the painting, one can see the woman's captivating gaze and divine, holy appearance, like a deity lying in the snow.

If the woman in the painting doesn't look exactly like her.

If the long sword in the woman's hand was not her Shitian.

But if you say that this woman is her, she doesn't think it's her.

Especially those eyes—so bright, so compassionate, so clear and pure, untouched by the dust of the world.

Those were the eyes of a god. Jiang Liqian was certain that, whether in her past life or this one, having endured so much suffering, she could never have such eyes.

But that's her face.

How could there be a woman who looks like her here?

"Where exactly is this place..." Jiang Liqian murmured to herself, her sharp gaze sweeping over everything before heading straight for the door.

Just as I was about to push open the door, the sound that had quietly fallen silent before started again.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, you should rest more."

Jiang Liqian paused as she pushed the door open, and immediately asked, following the voice, "Did you bring me here?"