Free Web NovelChapter 1556: Chapter 1556: Terrible News
"It seems you’ve been gone too long; no one believes you’ve returned."
Yin Qianqian said with a smile to Yun Mengyao.
Yun Mengyao felt a bit helpless and looked at the guard:
"I’m Yun Mengyao. The Clan Leader is my father. Just go in and report this."
The four guards were stunned for a moment, one of them sneered:
"What a joke, impersonating our Saintess, yet you can’t even get our Saintess’s name right."
"Our Saintess is named Yun Luocai, not Yun Mengyao."
"I advise you to leave quickly, or don’t blame us for being rude."
Yun Mengyao’s expression changed slightly, her brows furrowed, and she asked:
"You say your Saintess is called Yun Luocai?"
One of the guards said disdainfully, "What? Just realized how foolish you are? You dare come to deceive us without even knowing the name."
Qin Yi was also surprised, "Could it be you have another name, Yun Luocai?"
"Yun Luocai is my cousin."
Qin Yi and the others were dumbfounded.
Yin Qianqian speculated, "Could it be they’ve changed the Saintess since you’ve been gone so long?"
Yun Mengyao shook her head, "Impossible! If the former Saintess was still alive, she wouldn’t be easily replaced."
Qin Yi pondered for a moment and said:
"You’ve been gone for years, they might think you’re dead, so they established a new Saintess."
Yun Mengyao nodded slightly, thinking that might be the case.
"Never mind, seeing your father should clear things up, right?"
Yin Qianqian said.
Just then, the urgent sound of hooves approached from afar.
A group of youths in splendid garb galloped towards them on Chasing Wind Horses.
The leading youth was tall and handsome.
Upon reaching the gate, several youths dismounted swiftly, and the guards at the gate hurriedly stepped forward to hold the horses.
The leading youth glanced at Qin Yi and others, casually asking:
"Who are these people and what are they doing gathered here?"
A guard hurriedly replied:
"To answer the young master, these people are ridiculous! They claim to be our Feather Clan’s Saintess."
The leading youth frowned, a hint of anger crossing his face:
"Drive them away. If you encounter such swindlers again, don’t be polite, capture them first and ask questions later."
"Big brother."
The guard was about to respond when Yun Mengyao suddenly spoke up.
The leading youth was slightly taken aback, looked at Yun Mengyao, his eyes flickered as he thought she looked familiar.
Suddenly, he was greatly startled, exclaiming: "You, are you Yaoyao?"
Yun Mengyao nodded gently.
The youth stepped forward a few paces, incredulously examining Yun Mengyao, "You really are Yaoyao?"
Yun Mengyao smiled faintly and said, "It’s me, I’ve come back."
"Sister Yaoyao, is it really you?"
"It really is Sister Yaoyao; oh my God, Sister Yaoyao has truly returned."
The other youths also gathered around, looking at Yun Mengyao with shock and excitement.
"Little Liu, I haven’t seen you in years, you’ve grown into a strapping young man."
"Fourth Brother, your cultivation hasn’t improved at all, have you been slacking off?"
"And Third Brother, how did you get that scar on your face? Did you fight with the Liang Family?"
Yun Mengyao’s entire demeanor changed, her Immortal Feather Skirt turned pure white, making her appear noble and sacred, embodying a true Saintess.
She smiled slightly, identifying the identities of the youths before her one by one.
Qin Yi and the others were stunned.
This woman could really put on an act.
However, Qin Yi remembered that when he first met Yun Mengyao, she was just like this, but later revealed her true quirky self.
He recalled Yun Mengyao saying how tiring it was to be a Saintess, maintaining appearances and putting on a show every day.
"Sister Yaoyao, it’s really Sister Yaoyao back."
"Sister Yaoyao, your aura has become even more powerful; where have you been all these years?"
One youth scolded the guards: "You unseeing fools, this is our former Feather Clan’s Saintess you’re blocking. Are you looking for death?"
Yun Mengyao frowned slightly and asked:
"Little Liu, you just mentioned former Saintess, what’s going on?"
The youths immediately fell silent, their expressions somber.
The leading youth said, "Yaoyao, it’s a long story. Let’s go inside and talk."
Yun Mengyao also knew that during her years away, changes had undoubtedly occurred within the clan.
"By the way, let me introduce you to some friends, Qin Yi, Lang Ya, Yin Qianqian."
Subsequently, Yun Mengyao introduced the youths to Qin Yi and the others.
These were Yun Mengyao’s cousins, with the leader being Yun Lin, her cousin.
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The former Saintess, Yun Mengyao, had returned.
This news soon spread throughout the Feather Clan.
As for Qin Yi and the others, they were now inside the Feather Clan’s Holy Temple.
The gates of the Holy Temple were shut tight, and Yun Lin and the others were eavesdropping intently outside the door.
The guards at the entrance were helpless; these were all princes of the Feather Clan, and they could only pretend to be blind.
Inside the grand hall, the atmosphere was heavy, the air itself seemed to freeze.
Yun Mengyao’s eyes were swollen and red, tear marks still visible on her face.
Yin Qianqian whispered words of comfort to Yun Mengyao.
For it was upon her return home that she received the dreadful news, both her parents were dead.
Yun Mengyao’s father had been the Clan Leader of the Feather Clan, and now sitting on the Clan Leader’s seat was her third uncle, Yun Tianli.
Yun Mengyao’s father was the second eldest, with one elder brother above and three younger brothers below.
"How exactly did my father die?"
After several years away, she returned only to be separated from her parents by life and death.
Yun Mengyao dried her tears and looked at Yun Tianli, asking.
Because Yin Qianqian was right, the cause of death hadn’t been clarified, and she wasn’t yet qualified to mourn.
Yun Tianli sighed deeply:
"Yaoyao, please calm down first."
"As soon as I entered the door, I heard the grief of losing my parents. How am I supposed to calm down?"
Yun Mengyao said with anger written all over her face.
Yun Tianli’s expression darkened momentarily but then relaxed as he spoke:
"Two years ago, one late night, someone infiltrated the Feather Clan, their cultivation was incredibly high."
"By the time we arrived, your parents and more than a dozen disciples were all dead. They all were killed with a single sword stroke."
"We’ve been investigating for the past two years but haven’t found a single clue."
Yun Mengyao’s face turned icy, her expression extremely grim.
"Father was a formidable expert at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, who could silence him with a single sword?"
"It’s been two years, and you’ve found no clues whatsoever. Were you even earnest in your investigation?"
Beside them, an Elder of the Feather Clan frowned and said:
"What do you mean by that? When have we ever been lax in our investigation? The intruder’s cultivation was too advanced, leaving no trace. How are we supposed to find anything?"
Yun Mengyao abruptly stood up, angrily declaring:
"Besides the Liang Family, who else has a vendetta against our Feather Clan? In Peng City, who else could dispatch such masters but the Liang Family?"
Yun Mengyao’s eldest uncle, Yun Tianfeng, with hair white as snow, had a gentle demeanor; he appeared to be a kind old man, spoke soothingly:
"Yaoyao, please don’t get agitated! We’ve also suspected the Liang Family, but we don’t have any evidence."
