The Empress’s Blind Consort: Invincible in Secret

Chapter 59 – Release Meng Qin, the Sword Saint

The news of the Qian Yuan Sword Saint's death shocked many present.

The Space-Time Sword Saint, the first in history to integrate the Dao of Time and Space into Sword Sense, destined to stand at the end of the river of time and overlook the vicissitudes of the world, had died silently!

Some decision-makers in the Ancient Divine City exchanged glances and smiled subtly.

Dead, that's good.

Before this, some radical high-level officials in the city had been discussing how to eliminate the Space-Time Sword Saint to prevent another invincible human from emerging.

Who would have thought that before they could put their plan into action, the Qian Yuan Sword Saint had already passed away.

"How did he die?" Qiong asked.

Meng Qingzhou sighed deeply, pounding his chest in regret, and said, "He was blown up by Zhao Yuhuan igniting the Black Star. Originally, he could have left safely, but to protect me, he met with misfortune..."

Qiong seemed drained of all energy, lowering his head dejectedly, and said:

"I understand. You all may leave now. Minister Meng, you should go back and rest early."

Hearing this, Meng Qingzhou let out a long sigh of relief, quickly stood up, and cupped his hands, "Thank you, City Lord, for the banquet. My wife and I will take our leave now."

With that, Meng Qingzhou eagerly took Dongfang Liuli's hand and hurriedly left.

However, Meng Qingzhou did not know that the moment he turned around, the dejected look on Qiong's face vanished, replaced by a playful smirk.

After the high-level officials and Meng Qingzhou and his wife left the banquet hall, only Qiong and the seraph girl Lian Yue remained.

"Interesting." Qiong crossed her long, jade-like legs, the split in her skirt revealing a glimpse of her enchanting figure. Leaning her smooth back against the chair, she laughed softly:

"This Minister Meng is not simple. With just two questions, he deduced my intentions in reverse, knowing I was after the Space-Time Sword Saint. So, for the last question, he chose to deceive, deliberately hiding the fact that the Space-Time Sword Saint is still alive."

Lian Yue was shocked and said, "City Lord, do you mean the Space-Time Sword Saint isn't dead?"

Qiong glanced at Lian Yue and said calmly:

"Of course, he's not dead. The Sword Sense of Time and Space lingering on your buttocks is the ironclad proof."

Lian Yue's face turned crimson with embarrassment, and she quickly covered her buttocks, shyly saying, "City Lord, how can you be sure this is the Sword Sense of Time and Space? Maybe there's a mistake."

Qiong did not argue but nodded and said:

"To identify the Sword Sense of Time and Space, there is probably no one in all the worlds. As long as the Space-Time Sword Saint deliberately conceals it, almost no one can discern it. That's why the Space-Time Sword Saint is so confident, carelessly leaving traces."

At this point, Qiong's eyes curved with a smile:

"But unfortunately, there is one exception, and that is me. No one knows the Space-Time Sword Saint better than I do, no one understands the Sword Sense of Time and Space better than I do."

Lian Yue scratched her head in confusion, half understanding, and couldn't help but ask:

"City Lord, do you know the Space-Time Sword Saint?"

"Besides, it was Doctor Meng who treated my plague, not the Space-Time Sword Saint. Could you be mistaken?"

Qiong shook her head, confidently humming:

"Absolutely not. Tonight's banquet was to test whether Meng Qin had any cultivation. Now, in close proximity, unless it's a legendary Heaven Supporting Realm cultivator, it's impossible to hide from my senses."

"Since Meng Qin is an ordinary person, then who used the Sword Sense of Time and Space to help you? There's only one answer—the Space-Time Sword Saint. He is hiding beside Meng Qin, ready to assist at critical moments."

Believing she had deduced the correct answer, Qiong became increasingly excited.

As long as she found the Space-Time Sword Saint, she would have a way to solve the calamity of the gods that had plagued her for hundreds of thousands of years, no longer having to endure the pain.

And most importantly, she could fulfill the promise made thirty thousand years ago with that person...

Suddenly, Qiong's eyes filled with tears, letting them flow down her cheeks, but her voice remained calm:

"Thirty thousand years have passed, and we meet again. This time, I won't let you go."

In her deepest memories.

Qiong recalled thirty thousand years ago when she was just a wild beast yet to take human form. Though born a god, she had the cultivation of the Cloud Ascension Realm from birth. When she met him, her cultivation had reached the Sea Covering Realm.

The lifespan of a god is almost infinite, but every gift has a price. The price of immortality was the calamity of the gods every hundred years, making cultivation progress extremely slow.

The memory was already blurred.

She vaguely remembered a tall man with long hair, looking up at the sky with his back to her. A river of time as wide as a river lay at his feet. He was about to follow the river of time to an unknown era. Before leaving, the tall man left a message:

"Thirty thousand years later, a Space-Time Sword Saint will emerge. By then, you can seek his help to solve your ailment. Haha... if you are lucky enough to live until that day, that is. Goodbye, Xiong Daxiong."

Qiong wiped away her tears, smiling like a flower, with a hint of madness and infatuation in her eyes.

"Liar!"

"What Space-Time Sword Saint emerging out of nowhere? Do you think I'm a fool? The Sword Dao of Time and Space has always been unique, allowing only one person to walk its path. Another cannot appear unless you die and make way."

"But I don't believe you will die, so... Qian Yuan Sword Saint, it must be you!"

Qiong recalled Meng Qingzhou's answer to his second question.

"When I met Qian Yuan, he was already an adult, but... he seemed to have forgotten his past..."

Qiong's spirit lifted, instantly understanding everything.

So that's how it is! So that's how it is!

You lost your memory and cultivation, like reshuffling and starting anew, living a second life!

But you are still you, just your wisdom hasn't awakened, and your past is shrouded in dust. Once the dust is wiped away, everything will return to its origin.

As for why that man thirty thousand years ago knew about things thirty thousand years later.

Qiong believed that since he mastered the Sword Dao of Time and Space, foreseeing some of his own future wouldn't be difficult.

"Xiong Da, what does it mean?" Qiong choked with sobs but laughed out loud.

Lian Yue stood aside, watching the City Lord cry and laugh, feeling a chill down her spine.

What's wrong with the City Lord?

Has she gone mad!?

"Lian Yue, I need your help to force out the Space-Time Sword Saint, making him have no choice but to appear," Qiong suddenly said.

Lian Yue asked in confusion, "Huh? Me?"

"I'm just at the Mountain Moving Realm. How could I possibly force a Moon Shine Realm Sword Saint?"

Qiong laughed:

"Don't worry, the Space-Time Sword Saint's weakness is Meng Qin. We just need to focus on Meng Qin, and the Space-Time Sword Saint will naturally appear."

THIS CHAPTER UPLOAD FIRST AT NOVELBIN.COM