Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss-Chapter 1090 - A Lifetime Was Enough

Thanks to Huangfu Qingjue’s intervention earlier, she was able to see how powerful the nether race’s royal family was. Even a small aristocratic family like the Gongxi clan could not compare to the nether race’s royal family. Their martial path was unique, not to mention that it belonged to the nether race’s royal family.

“Chuxi, don’t worry too much. If he is just a descendant of nether race’s royal family, things might get a bit sticky. But if he is the enemy of Sword Master Cang Yuan, there is nothing to be afraid of.” Huangfu Qingjue saw the depressed look on Ling Chuxi’s face and comforted her.

“Is it because it is related to how they defy and will be punished by the heavens?” asked Ling Chuxi. The sword spirit had also said the same thing to her, but he didn’t have the time to explain in detail.

“Yes, the lifespans of each of the six great races are different. Although the nether race has the longest lifespan, it is only three to five hundred years. Even if they cultivated in abstinence well, they can only live for three to five thousand years at most. The royal families of each race have their own secret methods to prolong their lives. For example, our Huangfu clan uses the Rebirth Technique. Once we reach the end of our lives, we use this secret method to stimulate the True Qi in our bodies to rebuild our bodies and return to our youth.

“However, using this technique would mean that they lose their cultivation as well as their natural endowments by more than one level. No matter how much they cultivated, they would not be able to reach their previous realm. Their lifespans would also be much shorter and they would not be able to use the Rebirth Technique anymore. This is what we call the so-called divine punishment,” said Huangfu Qingjue. This was one of the biggest secrets of the royal family, but he said it calmly without any hesitation. It was obvious that he was not wary of Ling Chuxi at all.

“What about the nether race?” asked Ling Chuxi curiously.

“I don’t know much about their secret technique, but I think it’s similar to our Huangfu clan’s Rebirth Technique. That person has lived for more than 10,000 years, so his power must be greatly reduced. According to my guess, he should be hiding in the Qianzhong Ridge. That’s why he didn’t release his divine consciousness until you came, and yet he didn’t find the existence of the Cang Yuan Sword spirit. So, as long as we go about it carefully, we might be able to fight back,” said Huangfu Qingjue.

“Also, the old man earlier seemed to have attacked to obtain the nirvana flower. Is it because it can counter the divine punishment and thus preserve the level of his strength?” Ling Chuxi relaxed, and her thoughts became clearer.

“Smart.” Huangfu Qingjue looked at Ling Chuxi with admiration and said, “Legend has it that the nirvana flower only bloomed and took shape after nine lives and nine deaths. Thus, it is a heaven-defying flower and such, has that effect.”

“Then this is for you.” Ling Chuxi took out the nirvana flower and handed it to Huangfu Qingjue. She didn’t know how to use the Rebirth Technique, so it was useless for her to keep it. However, as a descendant of the divine race’s royal family, the flower would definitely be more useful to Huangfu Qingjue.

Ling Chuxi would have never thought that the heaven-defying effect of the nirvana flower would be so valuable to the famous divine clan that it would trigger a war among them. She just thought that the flower would be useful to Huangfu Qingjue, so she gave it to him. It was that simple.

“Me? My abilities have been restricted only because I’m sealed, not because I’ve been using the Rebirth Tecnique. So I would have no use for the flower. You should keep it,” said Huangfu Qingjue calmly after recovering from his shock.

“You’ll need it sooner or later anyway. Keep it for now.” Ling Chuxi insisted.

“Chuxi, to me, longevity or immortality is meaningless. With you by my side, I’ll be satisfied for the rest of my life.” Huangfu Qingjue reached out his hand, not for the jade bottle, but for Ling Chuxi’s hand.