Fantasy: Sign-in From The Womb, Born As A Major Antagonist

Nine Heavens Continent, Eastern Region, Saint Sect.

Mo Qingxian had just entered the sect and headed straight towards Peach Blossom Mountain.

Seeing their own Saintess with such a cold and murderous aura, the disciples of Saint Sect speculated in their hearts that something big must have happened. Otherwise, how could their usually calm and composed Saintess be like this?

At the peak of Peach Blossom Mountain, peach blossoms were in full bloom.

Saint Child Mo Lingfeng held a sharp sword, the sword wind chilling as he slashed through the peach blossoms. He was in the midst of retraining and had already made some progress.

At this moment, he sensed a familiar presence. He turned around and saw his sister Mo Qingxian standing at the peak of Peach Blossom Mountain.

"Sister."

"You're back!"

Mo Lingfeng smiled and looked at Mo Qingxian.

But to his surprise, without saying a word, Mo Qingxian slapped him directly.

Smack!

The crisp sound of the slap echoed through the sky.

Mo Lingfeng was stunned by this slap. He wondered what had gotten into his sister.

"Sister...you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Mo Qingxian slapped him again, this time on his left cheek.

Smack!

This slap made Mo Lingfeng see stars, dizzy and a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. His left cheek swelled up high.

"Shut up! You're not my brother!"

Mo Qingxian's face was cold as she pressed her jade hand against Mo Lingfeng's throat.

"Sister, what do you mean by this?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Lingfeng's face turned pale with shock. He didn't understand what Mo Qingxian meant.

What did she mean? He was always Mo Qingxian's brother!

"Still pretending?"

"Aren't you Ji Xiu's dog?!"

"You and him deceived me so much!"

Mo Qingxian's beautiful hair danced wildly, and her eyes flickered with a cold divine light.

"Sister...why are you saying this?"

Cough, cough, cough!

Mo Lingfeng was choked by Mo Qingxian, and the feeling of suffocation filled him with a sense of despair.

Perhaps it was because of this that a glimmer of soul-devouring light surged in the depths of his eyes.

In an instant, the power of soul-devouring helped him break free from Mo Qingxian's control and he collapsed on the ground, coughing incessantly.

"It really is soul-devouring!"

"Ji Xiu...you're amazing!"

"You and Mu Bing are truly a perfect match!"

"One calculating the world, the other killing without mercy!"

Mo Qingxian sneered, her face full of coldness.

After speaking, she took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in her heart, and then looked at the collapsed Mo Lingfeng, shaking her head and saying,

"Enough!"

"It's not your fault."

"I can only blame myself, as your older sister, for not realizing Ji Xiu's conspiracy!"

"I almost...became his tool!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Lingfeng frowned and loudly retorted,

"Sister, what are you saying?"

"I don't understand!"

Heh heh!

Mo Qingxian sneered, shaking her head and muttering to herself,

"No wonder it's the power of the Soul Plundering Sonata!"

"Even the person being soul-devoured doesn't know they're being soul-devoured!"

"Silently becoming a tool without leaving a trace!"

"Northern Xia's Crown Prince, Ji Xiu, well done!"

After speaking, she stepped forward with her hands behind her back and lifted her foot, stomping directly on Mo Lingfeng's chest. Then, in a chilling tone, she said,

"Lingfeng, don't worry!"

"Sister will take you back."

"The real you!"

As her words fell, Mo Qingxian formed seals with her hands frantically, and her beautiful eyes flickered with divine light.

Boom!

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to be drawn by some strange force, madly converging towards Peach Blossom Mountain.

Clang!

Strands of pale green spiritual light gathered in Mo Qingxian's palm like fireflies.

Seeing this scene, Mo Lingfeng seemed to realize something. The light of soul-devouring flickered in his eyes, and he struggled to get up, but he was completely immobilized by Mo Qingxian's foot.

"Lingfeng, Ji Xiu has taken away a part of your soul!"

"Sister, I will now restore the missing part of your soul."

After saying that, Mo Qingxian slowly closed her eyes and directly touched Mo Lingfeng's forehead with her jade hand.

"Soul marriage!"

"Ning!"

A cold voice fell.

The faint light of spiritual knowledge, like fireflies, directly surged into Mo Lingfeng's body.

Ah!

Mo Lingfeng's face twisted in pain as he let out a roar.

He felt memories that did not belong to him appearing in his mind.

Ten thousand mountains... Phoenix Imperial City... Revenge battle... Crushing defeat... Ancient well... Panlong Island... Ji Xiu... Zhou Yuan... Heavenly Demon Mountain... Cultivation... White moonlight... Feng Huang... Master Ning Xiyuan... Divine Phoenix Empire... Ye Family... Ye Xuan!

Memories seemed to be retracing, flowing backwards.

Mo Lingfeng felt like his head was about to explode.

But soon, his own memories returned, Heavenly Demon Mountain... Divine Wood Forest... Ji Xiu!

When the memories traced back to this point, Mo Lingfeng suddenly opened his eyes. He stared blankly at the ethereal white-clad woman in front of him, and his trembling lips uttered two words.

"Sister!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Qingxian smiled. She squatted down, gently stroked Mo Lingfeng's head, and softly said,

"Welcome back!"

"Lingfeng!"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Lingfeng felt his eyelids becoming heavy, and then he fainted.

At this moment, he did not notice that his shattered meridians were actually rejuvenating, with strands of crimson light shining on his forehead.

His right arm... was suddenly covered in dragon scales, becoming thick and terrifying. Two dragon spines pierced out from his elbow, looking ferocious.

Seeing this scene, Mo Qingxian did not find it strange.

She collected the soul of the deceased Ye Xuan and grafted it onto Mo Lingfeng. And this soul was the dragon soul of the deceased Ye Xuan!

"Perhaps... he will become different in the future."

Mo Qingxian sighed deeply.

After grafting someone else's soul, how could Mo Lingfeng remain exactly the same as before?

"Yes! He will become very different in the future!"

An old voice sounded.

Mo Qingxian turned around and saw an old man in black clothes standing at the peak of Peach Blossom Mountain.

"Old Gu, thank you for your help this time."

Mo Qingxian spoke softly.

She learned the method of soul marriage from the old man.

"It's not necessary."

"The old servant is just following the orders of the Divine Son to relieve the worries of the Holy Maiden."

Old Gu smiled and shook his head.

"Please thank him for me as well."

Mo Qingxian's expression changed slightly when she heard the words "Divine Son" from the old man's mouth.

"It would be better for the Holy Maiden to personally discuss this matter with the Divine Son!"

Old Gu looked at Mo Qingxian with a burning gaze, as if implying something.

"I will."

"After I... kill Ji Xiu, kill this demon!"

"I will accompany you to the Upper Realm!"

"To meet him!"

Mo Qingxian calmly spoke.

Upon hearing this, Old Gu fell silent for a while. Although he was dissatisfied, he eventually nodded.

"Very well!"

"But please do it as soon as possible, Holy Maiden."

"The Divine Son has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Understood!

Mo Qingxian spoke expressionlessly.

After that, she silently recited in her heart: Nine Heavens Upper Realm, the eternal Gu Family, truly as domineering as always!

The old man didn't pay attention to Mo Qingxian's thoughts. He stood at the peak of Peach Blossom Mountain, looking at the vast Nine Heavens Mountains and rivers, and sighed.

"It's been a while."

"I didn't expect so many powerful figures to emerge in the Lower Realm."

"Northern Xia Crown Prince, Ji Xiu!"

"Divine Ice Palace, Mu Bing!"

"And... Supreme Heaven, Nan Lingyue!"

"Hehehe! It's a pity that the Divine Son didn't come. Otherwise, he would definitely find it interesting!"