Chapter 166: The Sacred Land of Tianqing

“Son-in-law, go ahead!”

Miao Yue smiled as she looked at Chen Fei, who stood blankly beside her.

Chen Fei glanced at Miao Yue, then descended from the sky. Instead of rudely flying straight into the Silvermoon Academy, he respectfully landed in front of its grand entrance.

With his current status and power, even the mighty Qinling was now under his control—let alone the relatively small Silvermoon Academy.

Still, as Silvermoon Academy had once helped him, he naturally showed it due respect.

Soon, news of Chen Fei’s arrival reached Lu Hengshi and the others. They were all surprised—after all, they had personally witnessed Long Qingchuang forcibly taking Chen Fei away.

He was safe?

Long Qingchuang hadn’t harmed him?

Driven by curiosity, Lu Hengshi and several others immediately went to the academy’s entrance to welcome Chen Fei.

At this moment, Lu Hengshi had yet to receive any updates from Qinling and was unaware that Chen Fei now controlled Qinling. He also didn’t know that the woman standing beside him—Miao Yue—was in fact the Saintess of the Sacred Land.

“Brother Chen Fei!” Lu Hengshi greeted warmly, his tone filled with joy and a hint of guilt. “I’m sorry I couldn’t help you that day.”

“Dean Lu, your attempt to save me that day—I will remember it always,” Chen Fei said gratefully. “If you ever need anything in the future, just say the word.”

“I’ve come here today because I actually need your help,” Chen Fei continued.

“Ah, yes!” Lu Hengshi nodded with a smile. “I’ve already heard about your issue. But the truth is, Qin Shuang was never a student at our Silvermoon Academy. We’ve investigated this, but there were no clear leads. All we can assume is that it’s related to the demonic cultivators who once ravaged Yellow Mist City.”

“What?” Chen Fei was stunned. That was not the answer he expected.

“I saw with my own eyes Qin Shuang receiving your academy’s admission letter—and the curved-blade token symbolizing Silvermoon Academy,” Chen Fei said, still haunted by the memory of her betrayal.

“We’ve looked into it. That Silvermoon token was taken after some thief killed one of our disciples. The admission letter must’ve been forged,” Lu Hengshi stated firmly.

If it weren’t for the fact that Lu Hengshi had helped him, and that Sun Qianyi and Lu Yijun were connected to him, Chen Fei might have doubted the explanation.

Still, given how the Qin family must have tried to contact Qin Shuang when he forced her to save them—and yet she never appeared—it now made sense.

She likely never received their messages.

Meaning, she might have already been captured by the demonic cultivators at that point.

“Demonic cultivators?” Chen Fei instinctively looked at Miao Yue beside him.

“This could be a bit troublesome,” Miao Yue frowned. “If Qin Shuang has fallen into the hands of demonic cultivators, it won’t be easy to find her.”

The forces of demonic cultivators were indeed powerful—not inferior even to a Sacred Land like Tianqing.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been able to wreak havoc across the continent with such impunity.

“Search!”

“Alive or dead, I want to know her fate!”

Chen Fei furrowed his brows tightly.

Miao Yue nodded. “You’ve spoken, so of course I’ll act. I’ll send a message to Qinling immediately, have them start investigating. Once we return to the Sacred Land, I’ll have the Sacred Land launch a full investigation too.”

“Hmm?” Lu Hengshi and the others exchanged surprised looks.

What did this young woman just say?

She was going to command Qinling? And then order the Sacred Land to investigate?

“Brother Chen Fei…” Lu Hengshi looked at him, confused.

“Dean Lu, allow me to introduce her,” Chen Fei said, understanding their confusion. “This is Miao Yue—Saintess of the Sacred Land of Tianqing. Qinling now serves her, and even its ancestor is currently stationed in Yellow Mist City.”

“So, if you ever need help in the future, just go to Yellow Mist City and find someone from Qinling,” Chen Fei added.

Upon hearing this, Lu Hengshi and the others were shocked, their expressions full of disbelief.

When Miao Yue subtly released her unfathomable aura—a cultivation level deep and vast—they finally believed it.

Immediately, they attempted to kneel and pay respects to Miao Yue.

“You are all friends of my son-in-law—no need for such formalities,” Miao Yue gently stopped them.

Lu Yijun stared wide-eyed at Chen Fei in disbelief.

The Saintess of the Sacred Land called him “son-in-law” and obeyed his words?

Then what about the young miss from the Su family?

For a moment, everyone was shaken.

This man, whom they once thought was a nobody, turned out to be a figure standing atop the clouds.

Just as Lu Hengshi and the others were about to invite Chen Fei and Miao Yue for a formal welcome, Chen Fei declined politely.

He had only come to settle things with Qin Shuang, so he could follow Miao Yue to the Sacred Land with peace of mind—and later pursue the trail of his wife so the couple could reunite.

Now that he knew Qin Shuang was likely abducted and not part of the Silvermoon Academy, there was no reason for him to remain here.

After bidding farewell, Chen Fei and Miao Yue didn’t leave Tianyuan City immediately. They made a stop at the local branch of the Universal Commerce Guild and the Great Celebration Nation’s headquarters.

There, Chen Fei met with Li Qingyi, informed him that he was safe, and shared that Qinling was now under his control. He also told him to seek help from Qinling if ever in trouble.

Li Qingyi had long sensed Chen Fei was extraordinary—but learning that the Sacred Land’s Saintess was only a maid of his wife still shocked him to the core.

The two didn’t chat for long. After leaving behind some cultivation resources, Chen Fei and Miao Yue finally left Tianyuan City and headed for the Sacred Land of Tianqing.

On their journey, Chen Fei sent word to Qin Heng, asking him to investigate Qin Shuang’s whereabouts thoroughly.

Qin Heng promptly promised to give it his all and provide timely updates on any progress.

Miao Yue carried Chen Fei through the skies at incredible speed—soon traveling thousands of miles.

The Sacred Land of Tianqing was more than 100,000 miles away from Tianyuan City.

Even with Miao Yue’s formidable Human Origin Realm cultivation, it would still take nearly an hour of nonstop flight.

“It’s a pity we left in a rush and didn’t bring a flying vessel. Otherwise, it wouldn’t take this long,” Miao Yue said with a trace of regret.

As they neared the Sacred Land, Miao Yue felt a surge of emotion.

She missed her master.

She missed her loved ones.

She looked forward to the expressions on their faces when they saw her return—now elevated to the Human Origin Realm.

Chen Fei also felt a sense of anticipation.

The Sacred Land!

The most powerful sect he had ever heard of—standing above all other powers, unattainable by ordinary means.

For many, simply seeing the Sacred Land with their own eyes would be the dream of a lifetime.

But now, he—just a humble half-step Origin Realm spirit cultivator—was about to step into it.

Finally, he saw it: a range of floating mountains suspended in mid-air, shrouded in clouds and mist like a celestial paradise.

This was the Sacred Land of Tianqing!