Ling Xiao's Tears

"You're her mother!" Ling Xiao blinked several times. Although Mo Xueyi was no doubt a striking beauty, there was no resemblance between her and Xiu Ying.

On the other hand, Li Chen understood everything the very moment Mo Xueyi uttered those words. 

He recalled when Xiu Yixuan said Xiu Ying's parents had been demoted to the ranks of slaves and here was a woman whom he knew, saying Xiu Ying was her flesh and blood.

"You also cultivated the Great Nirvana Immortal Art. The body they're torturing is your other body." Li Chen said it with a slight frown.

Mo Xueyi snorted. "You were always smart."

"But if there's no fake and real, then what about your other body? Are you going to let her suffer there?" 

"We created them to be sacrifices." Mo Xueyi replied coldly.

A piercing cry rang, causing all of them to look out. When they came out, the sight of a white Bai fang crane left them in awe.