3424 Infighting

Xu Shanshan was enveloped by the three-colored light, appearing serene and tranquil as if bathed in holy radiance.

Meanwhile, Wang Limeng, disheveled and struggling, scrambled up from the ground. She stumbled over, clutching her daughter Jing Minyao, her eyes filled with resentment and poison as she glared at Qiao Mu. She repeatedly called out, "Minmin, Minmin, Minmin!"

Jing Minyao's eyes remained tightly closed, unmoving. Wang Limeng reached out to her nostrils, feeling only an icy coldness that chilled her to the bone. She shivered uncontrollably, letting out a heart-wrenching cry, "Minmin!!"

She immediately hugged her daughter and rushed towards the three-colored barrier created by the Soul Gathering Bell. She slammed her head into the transparent isolation shield, bumping it twice, desperately trying to break through. However, the Soul Gathering Bell was already functioning; those outside the barrier naturally couldn't enter. Moreover, it was a sacred artifact; it would be utterly ridiculous if its barrier could be so easily breached.

"Minmin! It's not like this!" Wang Limeng screamed, pushing against the isolation shield with all her might. "It's not like this!"

"Mother!" Jing Qiyao rushed over, grabbing her mother's arm. "Mother, please stop this, okay? Minmin can't be saved, Mother!"

A Mother's Scorn

"Who said she can't be saved?" Wang Limeng forcefully shook off Jing Qiyao's hand, glaring at her as if she were an enemy. "You wish your sister were dead, don't you?"

"How could I have given birth to such a heartless wretch like you? If I had known you'd become like this, at that moment when you made me suffer so much, almost dying in childbirth, I shouldn't have kept you!"

Jing Qiyao's eyes widened in shock, her heart turning to ice as she stared at the mother who uttered these words. "So, it wasn't that I wasn't good enough, or that I wasn't obedient or well-behaved! It was because when I was born, I almost caused Mother's death, which is why Mother has always looked down on me!" Jing Qiyao questioned sharply, her eyes turning bloodshot.

"Yes!" Wang Limeng, clutching Jing Minyao, answered stiffly with a single word, her neck rigid.

Jing Qiyao burst into wild laughter, looking like a madwoman. The question that had plagued her for so many years finally had an answer today, yet such an answer would have been better left a mystery forever...

"Good, good!" Jing Qiyao nodded repeatedly, her eyes coldly fixed on Wang Limeng and Jing Minyao.

The Final Confrontation

"Don't you love your youngest daughter the most? Aren't you always just about Minmin?" Jing Qiyao suddenly lunged forward, grabbing Jing Minyao's legs and forcefully pulling her towards herself.

"What are you doing? What are you doing, Jing Qiyao, are you crazy?!" Wang Limeng shrieked, rushing forward to save her daughter.

"You're the crazy one! Look at your beloved daughter, whom you spoiled, what kind of idiotic personality have you raised her into!"

"Look at the evil you've wrought!"

"Shut up!!" Wang Limeng shrieked, interrupting Jing Qiyao, her eyes glaring menacingly at the other party. She barked, "I told you to shut up, shut up, shut up!"

Jing Qiyao snatched Jing Minyao's body, grabbed Jing Minyao's neck, forcing her to lift her lifeless face, and laughed manically, "See? See, my dear mother! Your most well-behaved little daughter is completely dead now, she can't be saved!"

"You shut your mouth!!" Wang Limeng's eyes were bloodshot.