Chapter 223 The Reincarnated Matriarch

[: 3rd POV :]

Upon an empty throne, a girl sat with an air of indifference, her gaze fastened upon the vacant corridor.

Though her expression appeared nonchalant, beneath the floor, a whirlwind of feelings churned inside her.

Draped in a surprising crimson costume that accentuated her each curve, she possessed facial options that might captivate the center of anybody who laid eyes upon her.

She appeared serenely poised, however there was an unmistakable air of sorrow and a pervasive aura of solitude that surrounded her.

Because the matriarch of the Quil Family, she bore the burden of her distinctive identification and duties.

To the informal observer, she may need appeared like an strange girl, however beneath that exterior lay a posh and mysterious existence.

Zena’s face remained a masks, skillfully concealing the turmoil that brewed beneath the floor.

Her feelings, although hid, ran deep, and the secrets and techniques she held shut have been like shadows lurking within the corners of her coronary heart.

In fact, Zena was not initially from the mortal world.

She hailed from the Immortal Realm, a spot the place the sturdy rule and the weak bowed in submission.

Born right into a famend household, Zena was destined for greatness on this planet of cultivation.

She was as soon as a formidable cultivator, a reputation to be reckoned with among the many highly effective households of her realm. nOVelBIn

Together with her distinctive expertise, Zena ascended via the ranks of cultivation.

Her exceptional skills earned her the coveted place of Noble Chief, a job that many envy, particularly contemplating her household’s standing as one of many high ten strongest clans.

Nevertheless, her journey to the head of energy was not with out its sacrifices.

One fateful evening, Zena fell sufferer to a treacherous ambush by a bunch of rogue cultivators, in search of vengeance in opposition to her clan.

Her dying got here out of the blue and unexpectedly, leaving an immense void in her coronary heart.

“Cursed these bastards!”

Zena’s tooth clenched, her eyes seething with hatred as she gripped the armrest of her throne.

The reminiscence of her betrayal and homicide fueled her anger, a simmering hearth that had by no means actually extinguished.

“How may they’ve executed such a factor to me, the heiress of the Quil Household?!”

She cried out, her voice echoing with indignation.

The assassination had served as a merciless reminder that even within the Immortal Realm, the sturdy might be introduced low by the treacherous actions of the weak.

The one strategy to survive was to always be on guard and get rid of any potential threats.

Within the days that adopted, her ideas revolved across the bitter unfairness of her predicament.

She had devoted years of tireless effort, honing her expertise and amassing wealth, solely to see all of it vanish in a single, treacherous evening.

The injustice gnawed at her, but Zena knew that she could not linger prior to now.

Zena understood that her focus needed to be on the current, on making one of the best of her new life.

“I am going to make it possible for sooner or later, I am going to have these bastards’ heads!”

She declared with fiery willpower, inflicting the arms of the throne to shatter into items.

“Heavenly Harem Sect!?”

Zena’s shock deepened, her disbelief palpable.

She had heard of the sect earlier than, significantly the extraordinary occasion that had transpired a while in the past, but it surely had at all times appeared unbelievable to her.

The power to unfold one’s affect all through the world was extraordinary in her realm, and she or he had by no means encountered any immortals able to such a feat.

The idea of spreading affect and piercing via the minds of numerous cultivators wasn’t nearly having a large quantity of religious qi or a excessive cultivation base.

It additionally required a profound psychological fortitude, the power to effortlessly intrude into the consciousness of others.

Zena, who had as soon as been immortal, may confidently attest that no cultivator within the mortal realm may penetrate her psychological defences.

But, somebody had not solely achieved it with ease however had executed so on a world scale.

This revelation left her deeply shaken, as not even the supreme masters or the traditional beings of the Immortal Realm possessed such a functionality.

Figuring out that there was somebody on the market with such extraordinary energy, she resolved to hunt out this particular person.

She was decided to turn out to be his disciple or, on the very least, to request his help, it doesn’t matter what it took.

The potential mentor she sought held the important thing to solutions that had eluded her for much too lengthy.

‘I do know that discovering that particular person would not be straightforward, however I by no means thought he would seem in entrance of me… however is he actually the identical particular person?’

Zena harboured doubts about whether or not the person earlier than her was actually the person she had been in search of.

Although he had materialized with out her discover, she discovered it tough to totally belief him.

Daniel, perceptive as ever, understood the turmoil of her ideas.

Ultimately, he determined to make use of a sure trick.

“What are you pondering of?”

The voice that echoed in Zena’s thoughts was the identical as that point, and as she seemed towards the person, he wore a captivating smile.

“Is there one thing bothering you?”

As soon as once more, Daniel’s voice reverberated in her thoughts, and this time, Zena was completely satisfied.

The connection was unmistakable, and she or he had lastly discovered the particular person she had been trying to find.

“F-Forgive me, nice grasp, I by no means anticipated that you simply’d seem proper in entrance of me,”

Zena’s perspective towards Daniel underwent a profound transformation, changed by deep respect and admiration.

Daniel, considerably bowled over by the extent of reverence she held for him regardless of not but being part of his sect, reassured her, saying, “It is alright; you possibly can carry your head up.”

With a large smile, Zena raised her head, her eyes glowing with newfound enthusiasm.

“Alright, as I had stated earlier, are you keen to hitch the sect?” Daniel inquired.

“Younger Grasp, I can not be any happier. Even if you happen to’d ask me to leap off a cliff, I might willingly do it,”

She declared passionately, her loyalty evident.

“Good. You appear fairly loyal, and loyalty is crucial factor I search for when selecting a member for my sect,”

Daniel replied, happy along with her unwavering dedication.

“Sure, Younger Grasp!”

Zena responded obediently, her dedication resolute and unwavering.

She was able to do no matter it takes, nonetheless, the subsequent jiffy tremendously shattered her expectation.