Since Baili An made a false wish, then how was the True Ancestor Evil God able to viciously take a bite out of his Spiritual Image, turning his own Desire into power and returning to the Ten Directions Sword?

All these years, the True Ancestor Evil God had been completely suppressed by her, without the slightest chance to draw upon the Desire of the Mortal World.

Unless... there was a third person who could come into contact with the consciousness of the True Ancestor Evil God.

And had even already made it a real "wish"!

Yet after so many years, the True Ancestor Evil God had not shown the slightest abnormal trace at all!

What was it scheming?

And who was making wishes to it?!

One must know, once someone makes the first wish to the True Ancestor Evil God, the door of that wish‑host’s heart is no different from being thrown wide open to it.

Even sealed within the sword, the True Ancestor Evil God can still appear silently and without a trace in the host’s inner world, waiting for the second wish.

If at that time this person makes another wish to the True Ancestor Evil God...

Then there would be no one able to stop the True Ancestor Evil God from coming into the world, bringing immense calamity to all living beings.

Seeing Fang Geyu’s face gradually turn pale, Baili An immediately said gently:

"Fang Geyu, you needn’t worry too much. I think that if that person really still had the chance to make a wish, the True Ancestor Evil God could have just now ignored the rules of space and fled into that wisher’s inner world. Why would it need to remain in the Ten Directions prison?"

"You mean to say..."

Baili An pondered for a moment, then said, "I suspect that before the Ten Directions Sword legacy fell into your hands, someone had already ’made a wish’ to the True Ancestor Evil God.

And moreover... the three wishes should already have been used up, so Jiyuan naturally can no longer continue dwelling inside this person’s heart.

Or else, this person is already dead."

Fang Geyu’s expression was complicated. "But I can’t understand it. My mother was such a firm‑minded person; she conducted herself with utmost rectitude and was strict with herself.

With the Ten Directions Sword in her hands, there was even less chance for anyone to obtain an opportunity to make a wish."

Baili An fell silent and did not continue speaking.

Fang Geyu lifted her eyes and glanced at him. "Say whatever you want to say. Since it concerns the True Ancestor Evil God, there’s no need to be too guarded with your words."

Baili An straightened up a little, fixing his gaze on Fang Geyu:

"I don’t mean any offense, it’s just that during these days in Shifang City I’ve heard some rumors about Lord Xue and your father from back then..."

"You mean that." Fang Geyu’s expression actually didn’t ripple much; she said calmly:

"Where there’s smoke there’s fire; the gossip on their lips isn’t entirely baseless.

Yes, the person my mother admired in her heart was not my father, but someone else.

She married my father merely because of a political marriage; she needed an heir."

As she said this, Fang Geyu’s face was extremely calm, as if she did not care much emotionally about this past.

Yet Baili An was inwardly very shocked that such an out‑of‑thin‑air, absurd rumor was actually true?!

Fang Geyu curled a finger and tapped her own forehead, as if feeling that this matter was starting to become a headache:

"You want to say that my mother was troubled by love and very likely deceived by someone, became careless, and let someone exploit the situation to make a wish to the True Ancestor Evil God without her knowing?"

Baili An shook his head. "I... do not understand your mother’s character, but since she was someone who could seal the True Ancestor Evil God for a full thousand years, I don’t think she would make such a blunder."

Fang Geyu sighed and said, "There’s no need to put it so tactfully. She is my mother, and even I never truly understood her.

Although I know she acted with perfection and had a noble nature, since she was human, she must have had weaknesses.

What you suspect is not without reason. I may as well speak plainly with you."

"A thousand years ago, my mother single‑handedly founded Shifang City and suppressed the extra‑domain monsters of the Northwest Sea. At first, the Mechanical Technique of Shifang City was renowned across the world, but it was not used in the path of commerce.

Back then, Shifang City was in a barren geographical location, in a land of bitter cold, sparsely populated. Great snow‑covered mountains stretched without end; the conditions were extremely harsh.

My father was originally the son of a farmer at the foot of Wuji Mountain. When he was a child, he and his younger brother—who is now my Second Uncle—followed their father up the mountain to hunt, but they encountered an attack from a black bear.

Grandfather died under the claws of that bear in order to protect the two of them. My father, to protect Second Uncle, deliberately enraged that bear and lured it away.

After running and stumbling all the way, when he was about to freeze to death in the mountains, he was saved by my mother by chance. Later, my mother discovered that he possessed a top‑grade Spirit Root and was an exceptional talent, so she taught him the methods of cultivation.

No one knew when, but under her tutelage my father gradually grew up and developed romantic feelings for my mother.

Only he knew that my mother’s whole heart was set on sealing the Ten Directions Sword. He always respected her more than he loved her and did not dare to confess his feelings for a time, and could only cultivate with painstaking focus.

He handled all sorts of big and small affairs in the city for her, made the Mechanical Technique famous throughout the world, and the business of Shifang City grew larger and larger, to the point that the city was full of Guests and there were countless Guest Elders.

It’s just that... as for the specific details of much of this past, I don’t know.

I only heard from the older generation in the family that my mother had originally planned to marry my Second Uncle."

"Your Second Uncle?" Baili An’s heart gave another jolt, and he thought to himself that this was yet another outrageously melodramatic tangle of a story.

He looked at Fang Geyu with a strange expression. "Don’t tell me you’re saying that the one your mother originally gave her heart to was Steward Fang Chi?"

He remembered that when he took part in the City Lord assessment of Xianling City, he had vaguely heard some rumors about Fang Geyu.

That she was in fact not the child of City Lord Fang You.

The attitude of the two young masters of the Fang Family toward her was extremely odd and distant as well.

Fang You was a talismanic prodigy, born with a talisman spirit. Only thus was he favored by Lord Xue, who passed on to him the methods of cultivation and talismanic knowledge.

And the two young masters of the Fang Family were his sons. At the important talisman spirit bestowal ceremony in Shifang City, they awakened the Ancient strange talismans "Taowu" and "Sky Wolf," respectively.

Only Fang Geyu, as the sole heir of Shifang City, had yet to awaken any talisman spirit.

As a result, many people guessed that perhaps Fang Geyu was not Fang You’s daughter. There were even rumors that she was very likely the child of Fang Chi and Lord Xue.

Thinking of this, the image in Baili An’s mind unconsciously became that gentle woman who had come treading the wind, holding a branch of plum blossom under the cold moon shining on piled snow.

He shook his head. "Though I do not know your mother, I feel she would not do such a thing."

"Indeed." Fang Geyu lifted her eyelids. "Although my mother liked my Second Uncle, the two of them were completely pure; there wasn’t the slightest filth between them.

Moreover, back then in the heavy snow and bitter cold, my Second Uncle’s body was half ruined by the frost. Although his legs later recovered their ability to walk after being nursed with Spiritual Medicine, his body was damaged from then on and he lost the ability to have children.

This is something very few people know, so I naturally cannot possibly be his daughter."

Baili An said, "I’ve heard that in the early years your Second Uncle’s Talent in cultivation was not outstanding, even quite ordinary."

Fang Geyu’s gaze flickered. "But now, he is one of the top experts within Shifang City. Although he holds only the position of Steward,

the power he holds in his hands can rival that of my father.

Viewed this way, he really might be that wisher."

Baili An said, "You must not jump to conclusions. We should first investigate this matter in secret."

"Mm, this matter is not urgent. Since today Jiyuan did not use the Power of Wishing to escape, it shows that whether this person is my Second Uncle or not, that wisher has already lost the ability to continue making wishes."

Baili An glanced at the sky outside the window. They had been tossing about in the room for a whole morning. At this moment the clear snow had just stopped, and a faint sunlight spilled over the mountain slopes.

He smiled and said, "Today is the Sea God Festival. Let me accompany you to stroll around the city?"

Fang Geyu stretched lazily and said, "I’ll change my clothes first. You just wait outside the room."

The noble young lady born to privilege had no habit of packing her own things, and her ability to manage daily life was even worse.

(There’s still one more Chapter, it will be a bit late.)