Becoming the Villainess: I Dominate the Cultivation Realm with My Wok!-Chapter 376

The other palace attendants may not understand, but Xiao Liuzi treasures this scroll greatly, to the point that he doesn’t dare to dust it off for fear of accidentally damaging it.

After the Crown Prince received the scroll, he carefully brushed off the dust and looked towards Yan Luan.

Yan Luan’s heart skipped a beat, as if something important was about to be entrusted to her.

"Would you please take this scroll to Lingyun Mountain and find the Lingxu Daoist to have her come rescue us," the Crown Prince said, seeming to breathe a sigh of relief, his body suddenly weakened, needing to support himself to stay seated.

Yan Luan took the scroll with surprise: "Lingxu Daoist?! Is the Crown Prince truly acquainted with such a person?"

This Lingxu Daoist is renowned in the Capital City, as she is a top figure among Loose Cultivators. Her cultivation level is unknown, but according to the Crown Prince, she should be on par with Yu Yan.

The Crown Prince was able to meet her because he accompanied his mother to Lingyun Mountain to offer incense at the temple named after the mountain. Suddenly, the rarely-seen Lingxu Daoist took the initiative to request a one-on-one conversation in the strange little dark room where nothing could be seen clearly. She handed the scroll to him, saying if he ever needed anything, he should bring the scroll to her.

After falling ill, the Crown Prince considered seeking her out many times but thought, birth, aging, sickness, and death are common occurrences. Perhaps this illness is his fate, and the Lingxu Daoist could hardly help.

This time, knowing the Second Prince and Chen Muxue and others are in danger, the Crown Prince unhesitatingly cashed in this favor, as much of it stemmed from his actions.

If it weren’t for him, Chen Muxue and her group wouldn’t have entered the palace at the start...

As the Crown Prince felt his body weakening and unable to hold on, he slowly lay down. Seeing Yan Luan putting away the scroll and walking out, he gradually closed his eyes. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

The palace attendants who had been kneeling for a long time weren’t sure about the Crown Prince’s condition. They raised their eyes to peek, seeing him with closed eyes, some even doubted whether the Crown Prince was dead or alive.

After observing for a while, they noticed the Crown Prince’s chest gently and calmly rising and falling, as if he were asleep. The attendants exchanged glances, looked around, and began to rise one after another.

Many palace attendants serving as informants quietly withdrew.

Within Yangxin Hall, after the abrupt and violent spiritual power turbulence subsided, Yu Yan looked surprised at the Emperor, performing a few hand signs to temporarily steady the Emperor’s breathing.

As the dust gradually settled, Chen Muxue stood among it. Whether it’s an illusion or not, everyone felt her posture was exceptionally upright at that moment.

"Oh?" Yu Yan inspected Chen Muxue and displayed a trace of surprise, but quickly resumed his smile, "I’m curious, I didn’t expect a seemingly ordinary girl like you not only possesses a White Dragon Scale but something even stronger... Well, do you want to tell me personally what it is?"

Cen Lizhui watched his hand gestures, his pupils narrowing slightly. He hurriedly moved towards Chen Muxue: "Quick, dodge!"

Before he could get close, Cen Lizhui was pushed away by a burst of black qi.

Black Qi?!

Everyone’s pupils contracted sharply.

"’This seat’? What sort of thing are you?" Chen Muxue slowly spoke, yet her tone was markedly different from before, once carrying an awkward Northeastern accent, now it was extremely cold and fierce.

Yu Yan uttered a "Huh": "It seems I must personally uncover it."

With a single move, the spiritual energy inside the room changed color, the direction of the natural airflow was completely disrupted, and everyone’s ears were filled with a buzzing sound, faintly accompanied by a dragon’s roar!

"It’s actually the Dragon Devouring Palm?!" Lin Qing’s cry of alarm seemed particularly distant in the twisted air.