Chapter 2: Found a Beauty!

She really hasn't died after all.

But while she's still alive, her body has changed.

Jun Mu Qian was also somewhat surprised that she could still be alive. According to the "Taiyin Jue," the final move should have shattered her soul. How could she unconsciously take over a new body?

The next moment, her brows furrowed again.

No, this wasn't taking over a body. The owner of this body had already died before she arrived, leaving behind an empty shell without any trace of a soul.

This was even more strange. If it was a possession, there should at least be some trace of a soul to attract the spirit.

How did she manage to come back to life?

Jun Mu Qian rubbed her head and decided not to think about it for now.

Since she hadn't died, she naturally had to seek revenge first.

Yun Luoran was too far away, and she wasn't sure if he would definitely die.

Hmm... let her see how much of her cultivation remained after changing bodies.

Before Jun Mu Qian could fully appreciate the feeling of being reborn and absorb spiritual energy, a heart-wrenching scream came from above her head.

"She's alive, my lord!"

"A dead person is alive!"

General Chen was on the verge of going crazy. He had witnessed the girl named Mu Qian lose her breath, so how could she suddenly come back to life?

Other officials also widened their eyes and took a step back, some even hiding behind the table.

The man in crimson behind the curtain heard this and his eyes narrowed slightly, for the first time landing on the blood-stained girl.

In the depths of his eyes, there were faint patterns flowing.

At the same time, Jun Mu Qian also felt someone looking at her.

She squinted and looked in the direction of the gaze.

The next moment, through the curtain, she met a pair of deep ink-colored eyes.

Profound and cold as an icy spring.

What surprised Jun Mu Qian was that in the deeper part of those eyes, she could faintly see another pair of pupils.

Heterochromia?

She raised an eyebrow, surprised that she could see a person with heterochromia here.

Jun Mu Qian wanted to see the owner of those eyes clearly, but apart from the eyes, she could only see the thin lips, as the rest of the face was covered by a mask.

At this moment, the man tilted his head slightly, no longer looking at her, and uttered a faint "Hmm."

General Chen heard this and his legs trembled involuntarily.

Although the lord didn't speak, it was obvious that he was asking about this girl who was neither alive nor dead.

"Fight... fight!"

"What kind of person are you in the Xingluo Sect?" General Chen encouraged himself and then shouted, "Why did you impersonate Ye Wanying?"

"I am..." Jun Mu Qian also retracted her gaze, realizing what she had said, and immediately changed the subject, "I am just a disciple of the Xingluo Sect. As for why?"

She didn't bother to recall her memories and simply said, "How would I, a little lackey, know."

"Then you..." General Chen wanted to ask something else, but was interrupted by the man behind the curtain, "Take her down to recover."

His tone was still cold, but there was no room for doubt.

"Lord, this..." General Chen's voice choked, but in the end, he still clasped his fists and said, "I obey!"

"It's better to have this lord." Jun Mu Qian stood up, supporting her waist. "You are my favorite person here."

No response.

The officials' eyes twitched. Did she know what she was saying?

Jun Mu Qian didn't care and continued, "Lord, what is your name? I will repay you in the future."

Still no sound.

Jun Mu Qian shrugged, leaving a parting remark, "Well, if you have any business, come find me... I can offer myself as a gift!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a tangible killing intent burst through the curtain.

Jun Mu Qian's eyes narrowed, her body tensed suddenly, and she clenched her fingers, estimating her ability to act.

However, just before that killing intent reached her, it suddenly stopped and was retracted by someone.

Then, the man's chilling voice came, "The best room."

"Understood!" As if afraid that Jun Mu Qian would say something extraordinary again, General Chen immediately called for two maids to take her to choose a room.

Jun Mu Qian smiled, wiped the bloodstains from her face, and leisurely followed the maids out.

This heterochromia man was quite interesting. They could meet again in the future.

Her injuries were indeed quite severe and needed proper rest.

When she recovered, she would settle the score with certain people!

After Jun Mu Qian left, the room fell silent again, and General Chen and the others were all uneasy.

"Leave." The man's cold voice.

The officials left as if they had been granted amnesty, after paying their respects.

In the spacious room, only the man in crimson remained.

His gaze shifted from cold to indifferent, eventually turning into a snow-like brilliance.

After a long time, his thin lips parted.

"Mulin."

"Lord."

As his voice fell, a black figure appeared silently.

The man's glassy eyes exuded a coldness, and his voice was icy, "Earlier, she said her name was what?"

Daring to tease him, very good.

Mulin thought for a moment and said, "She said her name is Mu Qian."

"Mu Qian..." The man lowered his eyes, his slender fingers lightly touching his sleeve. "This name reminds me of an amusing story I heard a few years ago."

He pondered, his eyes gleaming with a cold light.

"Lord?" Mulin was surprised.

A few years ago, the lord wasn't on the Hua Xu Continent.

And how could a disciple from a small sect be known to the lord?

"However, it's probably just a coincidence." The man picked up a brush, "Because the person in that story has already..."

His voice paused, and his figure disappeared from the spot, the brush shattering inch by inch.

"Died."

**Translation completed.**

Jun Muqian was escorted by two maids to an upper room in the Regent's Palace.

After cleaning herself, she lay on the bed and began to sort out the extra part of her memory in her mind.

The more she sorted, the more strange and tangled her expression became.

"Ah..." After finishing the sorting, Jun Muqian sat up with furrowed brows, "It's too tragic, really too tragic. How can there be such a tragic girl."

She sighed deeply, "I thought I had it bad, but it turns out there's someone even worse off."

Jun Muqian finally sorted out the memories of the original owner of her body.

And now, she realized that she was not in the illusory Eastern Domain, but in a lower realm called the Lingxuan World.

Upon learning this, Jun Muqian could only sigh deeply.

Damn it, how did she end up in a lower realm?!

This was not good, the Eastern Domain was a world away from her.

By the time she returned, people probably wouldn't even remember her.

Jun Muqian remained quite calm. Well, being able to live again was already a great favor from heaven.

If it's a lower realm, then so be it. She didn't believe she couldn't go back.

But the memories of this body told her that her thoughts... might be a bit far-fetched.