But... this ancient city that should have disappeared millennia ago, the mont it left the support of the Parasol Tree, was instantly swallowed by the relentless force of ti. All traces of various things vanished in the strangling of ti, and before long, nothing was left.
Everyone watched a grand ceremony.
They saw everything in the Nanlai Ancient City collapse into dust, shimring brilliantly under the morning light as it was blown by the winds of the plain. Such a scene could not be compared even to the towering Immortal Towers and palaces on the mountains.
After the dust settled, Zhu Zixuan took a deep breath and looked back at the surviving seekers of fortune, with a smile that was uglier than crying,
"You guys really gave a big gift!"
The crowd was confused.
They couldn’t see that the Peach Blossom Spring had completely collapsed; they thought the scene just now was the normal closure and return to void of the blessed land.
But instead of returning to void, it returned to nothingness.
He Youyi knew and felt a bit of schadenfreude, laughing,
"Zhu Zixuan, Zhu Zixuan, you and the Wangxian Pavilion, get ready to receive the affection of those old folks from the White Jade Capital."
Affection?
The crowd thought, could it be that the effect of the opening of the blessed land this ti was extraordinarily good?
Zhu Zixuan gritted his teeth, smiling,
"Of course, of course."
"Oh, by the way, don’t forget the previous bet. You lost to , don’t forget to hold a lecture for three days in Little South Continent."
Upon hearing this, the crowd felt as if a thunderbolt fell from the blue!
A disciple from the Wangxian Pavilion giving a lecture for three days in Little South Continent?
What is Zhu Zixuan’s cultivation level? Integration Realm!
An Integration Realm expert giving a lecture! This is a major event that might not happen once in a hundred years.
The crowd gazed at Zhu Zixuan with burning eyes.
Zhu Zixuan said,
"I certainly won’t break my promise. But, I must see who it is that made lose the wager with a grand harvest!"
Grand harvest?
The Peach Blossom Spring actually really produced a grand harvest!
Just when the Peach Blossom Spring had ended, He Youyi’s indulgent laughter made everyone suspect there might be a grand harvest. Unexpectedly, there really was a grand harvest! That requires a full seven paths of fortune!
Five paths of fortune, a small harvest is a peerless genius. Six paths would an great fortune, and seven paths... seven paths, they couldn’t even imagine.
Who could it be?
Not only Zhu Zixuan, but everyone was also eager to know who it was that achieved the grand harvest!
On the Eternal Immortal Sect’s side, Fan Wubing’s heart sank slightly.
Grand harvest, seven paths of fortune... it seems to be talking about .
Zhu Zixuan wanted to release his soul to search. As soon as he moved, He Youyi interrupted him,
"Zhu Zixuan, soul searching is sothing you shouldn’t do."
Soul searching?
Fan Wubing’s mood plumted to the extre.
Zhu Zixuan wanted to soul search? Of course, with his Integration Realm cultivation, soul searching a group of Golden Cores would be as easy as moving a finger. In this world, high-level cultivators using various thods to secretly spy on others is very common.
Fan Wubing thought... if I were to be soul searched, would even the matter of the attribute panel be exposed?
A tinge of unease arose in his heart.
Perhaps, people like himself, who hold all sorts of secrets, very much need a Divine Technique to prevent soul searching.
Zhu Zixuan, interrupted by He Youyi, narrowed his eyes and said,
"He Youyi, did you know in advance that there would be a grand harvest... or did you lay so tricks in advance!"
He Youyi laughed,
"Would I do such a thing?"
Zhu Zixuan had to admit, He Youyi didn’t seem like soone who would do that.
He looked at He Youyi, then glanced around the crowd, and said,
"This ti, the Peach Blossom Spring is over, everyone returns to their hos. After so ti, I will return to Little South Continent to give a lecture."
After saying that, he transford into a ray of light and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
He Youyi looked at Luo Qingyao, smiling,
"Qingyao, congratulations on successfully completing the mission."
Luo Qingyao lifted her skirt and bowed,
"Thank you, Mr. He. Completing the mission is all thanks to my senior brother."
She gave Fan Wubing a big smile.
This made He Youyi quite curious, what exactly did Fan Wubing do in the Peach Blossom Spring? But since he stopped Zhu Zixuan from soul searching, he certainly wouldn’t go digging for the root of the matter. He looked at Fan Wubing and said,
"Fan Xiaoyou, if you have ti in the future, don’t forget to visit the Wild Horse Academy on Changsheng Continent."
Fan Wubing bowed,
"Thank you, Mr. He, for the invitation."
This kind of talk really made everyone look at Fan Wubing in a new light. To receive an invitation from a great scholar, could he really be just a cook? They also wanted to know what exactly he did in the blessed land that would make people say that without him, no one would have survived.
He Youyi smiled and shook his head, drew a curve of scholarly aura, and flew towards the horizon.
Just as he left, a swift and straight sword light swept in from the horizon.
Feeling the sword light in an instant, Luo Qingyao’s expression changed dramatically, and she imdiately summoned her flying sword, intending to escape on it.
But just as she stood on the flying sword, she was grabbed down,
"Where are you running to? Are you not happy to see your sister?"
The voice fell, and the figure appeared.
Everyone looked over and saw a tall woman in white whose arrival was unnoticed. Her long hair draped over her shoulders, with two long and straight strands of hair framing her face and hanging down to her chest. Her face was like the bright moon, eyes like stars, brows like misty mountains, and lips like rosy clouds. She stood with her back to the dawn, with the light of dawn illuminating her side, her slender neck emitting a jade-like glow.
She held Luo Qingyao’s wrist, and after sensing the qi inside her, she frowned,
"You have broken through?"
For most people, breaking through is a joyous event, but she was very unhappy.
Luo Qingyao shrank her head, then summoned the courage to say loudly,
"Who told you not to tell the mission was so difficult! If I hadn’t broken through, I would’ve died in there already!"
"Did you complete it then?"
Luo Qingyao took out a small bottle the size of a fingertip,
"Here you go."
Luo Ling Immortal slightly sensed the bottle and nodded,
"Let’s say you just barely completed it."
"What do you an ’barely’! It’s all because you guys didn’t find out the situation, I almost died, almost died, do you know that!" Luo Qingyao was not satisfied with her sister’s comnt.
Luo Ling Immortal ignored her sister’s tantrum and said to Lin Xing,
"On behalf of the Luo Family from the Changsheng Continent, Luo Ling Immortal thanks the Eternal Immortal Sect for their care and help to Qingyao during these days. The family will choose a day to send soone to bring gifts to your sect to express their gratitude seriously."
Lin Xing cupped his hands as a salute.
Luo Ling Immortal looked at Luo Qingyao,
"Alright, we should go back now."
Go back.
No one was surprised. Everyone knew that Luo Qingyao ca here for the Peach Blossom Spring, for the mission. The mission was completed, so naturally, it was ti to go back.
Fan Wubing felt a slight heaviness in his heart and glanced at Luo Ling Immortal.
This woman in white, the female Sword Cultivator, was very strong. So strong that he could hardly tell how strong she was.
He thought, is it usually this sister who teaches Qingyao to cultivate?
Luo Qingyao was silent, standing expressionlessly, motionless.
"Hmm?" Luo Ling Immortal looked at her, "What’s wrong?"
Luo Qingyao gritted her teeth, seemingly making a difficult decision,
"I... am not going back."
"What?" Luo Ling Immortal was stunned, thinking she had misheard.
Luo Qingyao said loudly,
"I’m not going back! I refuse to return to a place where there’s no freedom!"
"Nonsense!" Luo Ling Immortal furrowed her brows, "You’ve been outside for less than half a year, and you’ve already forgotten your own last na?"
"...I don’t understand." Luo Qingyao lowered her head, "I don’t understand why I have to be like a tool and let you all decide for . If you say I have to do a task, you throw over here, and once it’s done, you take back. Did any of you ask about my feelings? Don’t you know what I want, sister?"
Luo Ling Immortal said,
"You are still young."
"When you were fourteen, didn’t you venture into the Immortal Fall Abyss? I’m fourteen now, almost fifteen, so why do you still treat like a child! Don’t let cultivate too fast, don’t let go out and experience trials, and even the books I read every day have to pass your approval! Whatever I do, you have to control it!" Luo Qingyao angrily looked at her sister.
"I don’t want you to cultivate too quickly because I don’t want you to repeat my mistakes. As for going out for trials... your cultivation level simply isn’t up to the standard for it. A random Great Demon could easily kill you."
"Then let cultivate and quickly improve my cultivation level!"
"If your cultivation level increases too quickly, your foundation will be unstable."
"Then let go on trials and solidify my foundation through battles!"
"Your cultivation level is too low..."
"Argh!" Luo Qingyao shouted in frustration, "You clearly just don’t want to leave you! You’re just finding excuses to keep tied to you."
They started arguing, they started arguing!
Fan Wubing took out several snacks, watching and munching on them, making crunching sounds.
Everyone looked at him.
He blinked and said,
"You know, I get hungry quickly."
Wei Changkong quickly ca over,
"Give so, give so. I haven’t eaten in a month."
Then, several people began to eat, watching the sisters argue while eating.
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