Chapter 54 Give me Mo Mo.

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In the secret chamber surrounded by pure white.

Because of the unsealing of his spiritual consciousness, Shang Youqing's appearance transformed with the outline of a phoenix with flowing light and brilliance, returning to the perfect bone structure worthy of a god.

The facial features of that face were too beautiful and clear, like jade porcelain embedded in the snow, cold and sharp, but truly beautiful and breathtaking.

Shang Youqing did not have any expression from beginning to end. She just stared calmly at the faint light still flickering at her fingertips. After the memory of that spiritual consciousness was completely restored to her brain, she slowly adjusted her breath once or twice and retracted her fingertips.

Without even glancing at the people beside her, she turned around and walked out of the secret chamber.

But the next second after she took a step, the heavy door of the secret chamber slammed shut.

Immediately afterwards, the entire secret chamber suddenly dropped as if it had broken free from its confinement.

Almost in an instant, the muffled sound similar to that of a metal buckle locking the secret chamber ended, and the secret chamber fell into deathly silence again.

Shang Youqing paused with her slender legs, remained silent for a second or two, then raised her eyebrows calmly and indifferently and looked at Mu Weiting beside her.

"It seems that Brother has made two preparations."

Mu Weiting looked at her calmly and asked, "You want to devour the killing barrier again for the sake of that human father and son, right?"

"After devouring the killing barrier, the Phoenix's survival instinct will drive itself to commit suicide and burn its heart meridians in order to achieve Nirvana."

"Youqing, do you remember now how you dragged your bloody feathers back to Wutong Mountain? That kind of pain was not enough to scare you, but you still wanted to find that human father and son without hesitation, right?"

Shang Youqing just said, "Open the door."

Mu Weiting was equally resolute, "I can't let you endure the pain of Nirvana of burning in flames, peeling skin and grinding bones again."

"You are a Phoenix yourself. You know best that the Phoenix may not wake up again after Nirvana. Last time, you suffered in seclusion for several months and were able to return to Nirvana. What if you are not so lucky this time? Months, years, or even hundreds or thousands of years will not be able to wake up. Isn't your priest still sleeping under Kunlun Mountain and has never woken up?" "

"—Senior Brother." Shang Youqing suddenly interrupted him, "You don't have to make it sound so serious. Last time, it was because my spiritual roots had just been restored to my phoenix form, so I couldn't fully control the killing barrier. But it's different now. It's nowhere near as serious as falling into self-immolation and nirvana again."

Mu Weiting lost his composure, his voice rising and falling. "I don't see any difference. Shang Youqing, do you think that as long as it doesn't reach the point of self-immolation and nirvana, it's not serious? That's a killing barrier!"

After another moment of silence, Shang Youqing stared at him coldly and spoke again. "So you want me to watch my own chicks die without saving them? Do you want me to watch them tortured to death by the killing barrier?"

Mu Weiting's hands trembled as he tried to comfort her. "You still have Youyou. Didn't Youyou survive her first molting? When this is over, I'll take you and Youyou back to Wutong Mountain and never—"

Before he could finish his words, the phoenix fire that had been bound to his arms suddenly slammed his entire body against the heavy door of the secret chamber.

"I have no intention of becoming an enemy, Brother, but only if my young ones remain unharmed. Brother, you underestimate my resolve!"

"You Qing!"

Mu Weiting's eyes narrowed suddenly. He had quickly realized what Shang Youqing was about to do, but he was still a step too slow. Shang Youqing transformed the Phoenix Fire into a flaming blade with his bare hands, slashing his palm. This then formed a bloody seal that covered the heavy door of the secret chamber he had previously sealed.

The moment the seal unlocked the secret door, Mu Weiting reached out his bloody hand in an attempt to grab Shang Youqing. However, Shang Youqing vanished from the Phoenix Fire Formation that had been set up at some point. Instead, Mu Weiting, suffering severe damage to his limbs, braced himself against the wall, pulled out his phone, and dialed with trembling hands.

"You Qing's consciousness... has been unsealed,"

Mu Weiting said to the other end, panting slightly.

Mu Jiuhan on the other end of the phone paused and smiled: "From your tone, Junior Sister finally chose that human He Cong?"

Mu Weiting closed his eyes, and a rare hint of hostility appeared on his stern face.

"Stop talking nonsense, I know how to untie the red rope around Shang You's neck. If you still want to cooperate, just do as I say."

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Yanyuan.

At dawn, Shang Youqing rushed back to Yanyuan again.

This time she didn't let Butler Chen lead the way, and she arrived at the lakeside area with ease.

Butler Chen and a group of servants were all stunned behind, and they couldn't believe what they saw...

Shang Youqing was still dressed the same way as yesterday, but... her face had turned into the face of Mrs. He, who had clearly passed away three years ago!

Shang Youqing had no time to care about these things, she went upstairs and opened the door of the small room.

He Cong was leaning over to change the clothes of the child, whose body was red with fever, when he heard the door open. He turned and stared at Shang Youqing standing in the doorway—

fair skin, long hair, thin eyebrows, a straight nose, and thin, cool lips.

It was exactly the same beautiful face and features as in his memory.

This was the wife he had thought about day and night for three years.

He Cong's arms were tense as he held the child, his dark, cold eyes fixed on her, and his breath seemed to freeze.

Shang Youqing walked over and raised his hand to take He Zhimo from him, but found his arms still tightly wrapped around the child. He frowned and said, "Let go, give me Momo."

He Cong blinked slowly, his thick eyelashes finally coming to his senses. He relaxed his grip slightly, but before he could react, the child in his arms was lifted by Shang Youqing.

He Cong pursed his thin lips forcefully, suppressing a barely perceptible tremor. His eyes darkened as he followed Shang Youqing wordlessly to the bedside.

Shang Youqing had just carried the burning cub back to bed when a sudden realization dawned on him. His expression softened, and he tilted his head slightly to glance at the man standing behind him.

"He Cong, go out first. Come back in half an hour."

He Cong didn't move, not even a glance away from her since she entered.

"He Cong,"

Shang Youqing raised his eyes, meeting her gaze, repeating his name with a noticeably heavier tone.

Finally, He Cong had to avert his gaze and walked out with a sullen expression.

After the door closed, Shang Youqing finally took a deep breath and gently placed his palm over He Zhimo's heart, where he lay on the crib.

The pain he had experienced three years ago after consuming the killing barrier was still vivid in his mind, but it couldn't compare to the torment of watching his own chick suffer the pain of being tempered.

Shang Youqing, without the slightest hesitation, transformed his inner consciousness into a thread of blood, which flowed through the cub's heart like warm water gently circling his fingers. He gently peeled away the killing barrier that bound the cub's heart, bit by bit, and then devoured it all through the thread of blood, returning it to his own heart.

The entire process was incredibly gentle, and Shang Youqing gently patted the cub's head with his healing spiritual energy, ensuring that the cub felt no pain from beginning to end.

Shang Youqing didn't pick up the cub until the killing barrier was completely devoured into his heart.

With the help of the healing spirit, He Zhimo's body temperature slowly dropped to the normal temperature of a phoenix chick.