Chapter 1885: Meeting Meng Furong
Chapter 1885: Meeting Meng Furong
Tang Yichen listened to Ling Zhiyu’s words with deep skepticism.
Not knowing what disguise even is, it’s likely that even if Ling Zhiyu knows enough about Meng Furong, she might not consider impersonating her.
Thus, Tang Yichen genuinely advised Ling Zhiyu, "Divine Doctor Ling, from now on, don’t just focus on cultivation. Try to learn more about matters outside of cultivation."
Having heard that she dedicated all her thoughts to cultivation, scarcely caring about external affairs, today’s meeting reveals the rumors were overly conservative.
This is beyond rarely caring about external affairs; it’s more likely she doesn’t care about anything apart from cultivation.
Listening to Tang Yichen’s suggestion, Ling Zhiyu appeared slightly downcast and responded with an acknowledgment.
She felt some regret, thinking she shouldn’t have focused solely on cultivation.
If she had known more about other matters, realized there is a disguise technique in this world, Chang Qing wouldn’t have...
As she pondered, Ling Zhiyu’s thoughts drifted away.
This time, someone disguised themselves as Meng Furong to manipulate Chang Qing. Could Chang Qing’s death also be...
While Ling Zhiyu’s thoughts were racing, Gu Zhiqi said to Meng Yunhe, "I want to meet your aunt, if possible."
"Just seeing her from a distance will suffice."
She didn’t want to bother with sketching portraits, preferring to directly meet her with Chubby Chiu.
Once Chubby Chiu scanned Meng Furong’s appearance, they could search the Ancient Martial Arts World’s surveillance system for the person impersonating Meng Furong.
Upon hearing this, Meng Yunhe was somewhat puzzled but still nodded to Gu Zhiqi.
Then, Meng Yunhe led Gu Zhiqi and the others to find Meng Furong.
Meng Furong resided in a rather remote courtyard, surrounded by tranquility.
People were stationed both outside and inside the courtyard.
As they entered the courtyard, Meng Furong was meditating within.
Upon hearing the commotion, Meng Furong abruptly opened her eyes, rose quickly, and fixedly gazed at them with a horsetail whisk in hand.
Her sharp gaze swept over them, ultimately resting on Ling Zhiyu.
When her eyes fell upon the jade pendant around Ling Zhiyu’s neck, a flicker of daze appeared in Meng Furong’s eyes, followed by a soft murmur, "Qingqing?"
"Qingqing, is it you?"
With that, she suddenly quickened her pace and charged toward Ling Zhiyu.
Seeing this, Meng Yunhe quickly stepped in front of Ling Zhiyu, "Auntie, she’s not Qingqing... Ouch!"
Before finishing his sentence, Meng Furong slapped him aside.
Meng Yunhe stumbled two steps before regaining balance, ignoring the slap, he immediately looked at Ling Zhiyu, fearing Meng Furong might harm her.
However, clearly, he was overthinking.
Meng Furong did not harm Ling Zhiyu.
Standing before Ling Zhiyu, she gazed fixedly at the jade pendant on Ling Zhiyu’s neck, eyes filled with soft light.
She murmured repeatedly, "Qingqing."
It was only then that Meng Yunhe noticed the jade pendant on Ling Zhiyu’s neck.
The pendant seemed to have a formation, and inside it, there appeared to be a... soul?
Realizing this, Meng Yunhe’s pupils shrank, eyes wide as he continued to stare at Ling Zhiyu.
Could it be that inside, it’s truly his cousin who had been dead for nearly three years?
Considering the relationship between Ling Zhiyu and Xu Changqing, Meng Yunhe silently took a deep breath.
Feeling as though he had discovered the truth.
Back then, Meng Furong went as far as risking backlash to resurrect Xu Changqing.
Though she failed, she was unwilling to allow Xu Changqing to enter reincarnation, hoping to keep his soul in the human realm and slowly seek a resurrection method.
As Meng Furong’s bouts of unconsciousness increased, Meng Yunhe’s father quickly noticed.
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