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In the bedchamber, there was a vast bath. The water was diverted from a natural hot spring on the mountain behind, pure and warm. Beiting Huang soaked in the bath, her head resting on a white jade crystal, lost in thought.

The winds of Yan City carried a hint of warmth as they blew in from outside the windows, lifting the layers of curtains and gently brushing over Beiting Huang’s body. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, but she still did not open her eyes. Days had passed, one after another; it had been over twenty days since Yan Ye carried her back from his weapon refining formation space.

During this time, even with diligent cultivation in a place like Yan City, her strength remained stuck at the peak of the Heaven Rank, without the slightest progress. If she could advance to the Divine King Realm, her confidence would grow substantially. Only the truly arrogant would disregard their own strength and relentlessly look down upon their opponents.

And clearly, Beiting Huang was not such a person. Her confidence actually stemmed from her strength. The more powerful she was, the more confident she became.

“It seems, hoping to advance to the peak Divine King before that day arrives is unrealistic. Now, I can only take one step at a time,” Beiting Huang thought, making a crucial decision. She reached out through her sea of consciousness to the Ming Sea Divine Turtle, “Now tell me, what exactly are the consequences of breaking the heaven-sent blood contract?”

Beiting Huang didn’t keep this from her magical beasts. At this moment, unstable energies transmitted through the sea of consciousness—the emotions of her magical beasts. Their fates were tightly bound to Beiting Huang’s, they shared triumph and disgrace. This was certainly no small matter, and they were naturally concerned for Beiting Huang.

The Ming Sea Divine Turtle had previously not taken the breaking of the heaven-sent blood contract seriously, but now, after becoming Beiting Huang’s contracted beast, he had no choice but to face this matter, which was originally irrelevant to him.

“Master, the implications of this matter are tremendous!” the Ming Sea Divine Turtle took a deep breath, provoking the scorn of the magical beasts; they all knew the gravity of the situation. The fact that their master, a person with such a strong belief, had waited until now to inquire just showed how extraordinary the affair was.

“Just tell me directly, I am mentally prepared!” Beiting Huang said indifferently, scooping up some water and splashing it onto her arms as pure as white jade. Petals glided off her skin, casting a subtle fragrance.

“Back in the day, I heard it was Master’s sister, Princess Xi Feng, who got the master drunk, then extracted her divine blood and gave it to that bastard, Prince Ming Xiu of the Spirit God Clan,” the Ming Sea Divine Turtle couldn’t help but curse. If something were to happen to Beiting Huang, the consequences for the Ming Sea Divine Turtle would be far more severe than death.

These secretive affairs had been suppressed by the major forces and had never surfaced in the 33 Heavens. As Beiting Huang’s contracted beast ten thousand years ago, Agul, after Beiting Huang’s demise, was hunted by Xi Feng. Eventually, she used Beiting Huang’s divine blood to curse Beiting Huang’s magical beasts, exiling them to the Central Continent, and there was much Agul didn’t know.