Late at night, everything was silent.

Qin Yiyuan lay on the bed with her eyes closed, but she didn't look very calm. Sometimes, she frowned, sometimes she relaxed, and sometimes she twitched the corner of her mouth, as if she was trapped in a nightmare.

" Yiyuan, come here! Mom is here."

A woman's gentle voice sounded in her ears. Qin Yiyuan looked up and saw a beautiful woman waving at her from among the flowers in the distance.

The beautiful woman was wearing a white dress. Her eyebrows were picturesque, and her hair was slightly tied up. She looked back at her with a smile and called her.

"Mom, wait for me."

Qin Yiyuan opened her mouth and called out. Suddenly she felt that something was wrong.

Wasn't she already an adult? Why did she still have a child's voice?

Qin Yiyuan frowned and shook her head with a confused expression.

Born in Xuanmen Sect, she was more sober than ordinary people even in the dreams, let alone trapped by nightmares.

But today's dream was really too strange. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't wake up. It was as if there was a force that deterred her soul and prevented her from escaping.

"Yiyuan, do you remember? Remember what Mom has told you. Dad is still waiting for you to come home..."

After an unknown period of time, Qin Yiyuan finally woke up completely.

When she opened her eyes, it was already bright outside. Xiaocha was looking at her worriedly by the bed.

"My lady, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Qin Yiyuan was so tired that her chest heaved up and down as if she had just come down from the battlefield.

"What time is it now?"

Xiaocha hurriedly helped her up. "It's just seven o'clock. Breakfast is ready. Let me help you freshen up."

Qin Yiyuan gently withdrew her hand.

"You go out to eat first. I don't need you to serve me."

She was really not used to being touched by unfamiliar people, so she could only refuse Xiaocha's kindness.

But Xiaocha misunderstood her and said sadly, "My lady, did I do something wrong? If I did something wrong, you must tell me. Don't drive me away!"

Qin Yiyuan couldn't understand her mood but could feel her sincerity.

She sat by the bed and said, "A lot of things have happened in the past few days, and I'm a little confused. Don't worry, I won't drive you away."

Only then did Xiaocha heave a sigh of relief. "My lady, please rest for a while. If you need anything, just tell me."

Seeing that Xiaocha had closed the door and left, Qin Yiyuan subconsciously rolled up her sleeves and looked at her wrist.

The bracelet was still there, and its surface seemed to be covered with a layer of dirt. It looked very dirty.

But she knew that this layer could not be washed away. No matter what kind of paint was used, it could not be removed at all.

When she was awake and thought about the dream last night, she felt that the woman's face was a little familiar. But every time she wanted to see it clearly, there seemed to be a layer of mist in front of her, which made it difficult for her to distinguish it.

What exactly was going on?!

After breakfast, Qin Yiyuan followed yesterday's plan and went to the unmarked burial-mounds outside the city to have a look.

Usually, the corpses buried in a place like the unmarked burial-mounds were full of resentment. As long as she closed her eyes to feel the surrounding energy, she would be able to find the right direction.

After leaving the city, she walked along the path under her feet. Sure enough, she soon arrived at the thatched cottage she had produced that day.

There were still bloodstains on the haystack in the corner of the room, which immediately aroused the pain of Qin Yiyuan. She walked over and looked at the bloodstains.

She wondered if the child was still well. If something bad happened to him, wouldn't she be letting the original owner down!

Thinking of this, Qin Yiyuan immediately cheered up. She bent down to pick up two bloodstained straws and stuffed them into her sleeves.

Although her spiritual energy was weak now, she still had to give it a try. As long as the bracelet on her wrist could be used, there was still a glimmer of hope.

While she was thinking, she suddenly found something in the grass next to her, shining with cold light under the sun.

Qin Yiyuan stepped forward and opened the grass. She found that it was a black jade pendant. The runes on it were a little strange, like some kind of wild beast.

She thought for a moment and bent down excitedly to pick it up.

Could it be that this piece of jade was left by the man that night?

Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental that it happened to fall here?

As for what was carved on the jade pendant, she really couldn't figure it out for a while. After all, this world was still a little strange to her.

Thinking of this, she put away the jade first and turned back.

As soon as she disappeared on the path, two people suddenly came out of the grass on the side of the road. One of them looked at Qin Yiyuan's back with hatred as Qin Yiyuan disappeared into the distance.

"Can't you do anything right! You said that the amulet would suck up the blood on its own. Now that the thing has been picked up by Qin Yiyuan, what else can we use to curse her?"

When the maidservant heard this, she immediately became nervous.

"It's my fault. Please punish me, my lady."

"Of course I'll punish you, but the curse amulet of Xunzhou Island is hard to find. How can I find another one in such a short time?"

The maidservant's face suddenly turned pale. She knelt on the ground with a plop and said "My lady, please spare my life. I will definitely find a way... Ah!"

Before she could finish her words, a mist of blood splashed out.

About the maidservant, she was lying on the ground with a pale face.

Qin Sitong suddenly found a little black snake on her arm, and it spat out its blood-red tongue as it stared coldly at the corpse. Then, when Qin Sitong reached out to stroke its head, it obediently slipped back into her sleeves.

Half an hour later, Qin Sitong returned to the Qin's Manor.

Her father, Qin Yuetian, was sitting in the main hall drinking tea.

He was about 50 years old, tall and strong, wearing a black court dress embroidered with yin and yang fish. His face was stiff, his eyebrows were thick, and his eyes were big. His expression was cold and serious. At first glance, one could tell that he was not easy to get along with.

When he saw Qin Sitong coming back alone, he glanced at the bloodstains on the hem of her skirt.

"Where did you go?"

Qin Sitong was deep in thought when she suddenly heard his voice. Only then did she stop and bow towards him.

"Dad."

Qin Yuetian slowly put down the teacup and looked at her, asking, "I have been holding the funeral of the Empress Dowager with the Chairman of Yinyang Sect for the past two days. Have you slacked off on your cultivation in the manor?"

Qin Sitong immediately lowered her head respectfully. "Dad, don't worry. I won't slack off. The Saintess Selection will be held once every four years in three months. How can I hand over my position to someone else?"

"Well, it's good that you know."

Qin Yuetian nodded with satisfaction. He waved his hand and said, "Then you may leave."

Qin Sitong curtsied and was about to leave when Qin Yuetian suddenly sensed an evil aura from her. He immediately said in a low voice, "Come back."

Qin Sitong turned around in surprise. "What's wrong, dad?"

Qin Yuetian strode towards her and sized her up carefully. He only relaxed when he sensed that the evil spirit wasn't on her body and only had a trace of its aura on her.

"Where did you go just now? Why do you have the aura of evil spirit on you?"

Qin Sitong blinked and her face darkened. "Dad, there's something you don't know. My older sister's back."