"The cultivation technique in Zishu's mind can condense the Saint Power Star Cluster. She should be from the Outer Realm."
Recalling Wang Zishu's performance just now, Mo Qingyun had a clear understanding of her true origin.
The cultivation techniques on the Wild Continent could not condense the Saint Power Star Cluster. This was the best explanation.
"Qing Yun, how is Zishu?"
Seeing Mo Qingyun walk out of the room, Ye Wuyou and the other girls immediately went up to him and asked about Wang Zishu.
Hearing the girls' questions, Mo Qingyun shook his head at them and comforted them, "Don't worry, Zishu just ran into trouble in her cultivation. She's fine now."
"Phew!"
Under Mo Qingyun's comforting words, the women all took a deep breath, and their expressions became much more relaxed.
After comforting the girls, Mo Qingyun waved his hand at them and said, "You can all go now. Don't worry about Zishu. You've been guarding here for the past few days. It's been hard on you."
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Ye Wuyou and the other girls left.
They had been guarding outside Wang Zishu's courtyard for the past few days and were indeed a little tired.
Previously, they had been nervous and this feeling was not strong. Now that they knew Wang Zishu was fine, they naturally felt tired.
After Ye Wuyou and the others left, Mo Qingyun did not stay and immediately returned to his residence.
"When I return to the Heavenly Soul Demon Clan and settle the matter with the Teng family, it's time to build the Palace of Creation."
When Mo Qingyun returned to his room, he remembered Qing Yun's words. Let the juniors in Qing Yun Valley gain experience.
After thinking about what to do next, Mo Qingyun immersed himself in cultivation and continued to improve his cultivation.
With his relationship with the Dark Demon Clan, if he built the Palace of Creation, he would definitely be attacked by the Dark Demon Clan.
If he did not have powerful strength, he would not be able to protect the Palace of Creation and be annihilated by the Dark Demon Clan.
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
"Qing Yun, Zi Shu has finished her closed-door training."
While Mo Qingyun was cultivating, a surprised voice came from outside his room.
Hearing the voice outside, Mo Qingyun's expression immediately lit up and he exited his cultivation.
Then, Mo Qingyun opened the door and walked out of the room.
Seeing Mo Qingyun walk out of the room, Ye Wuyou and the other girls immediately gathered around Mo Qingyun and started chattering.
It was obvious that they were happy for Wang Zishu when they learned that she was fine.
"Let's talk inside!"
Looking at Ye Wuyou and the other girls, Mo Qingyun greeted them and brought them into the room.
The girls sat down in the room and looked at Wang Zishu. It seemed that Wang Zishu had something to say.
Under everyone's gaze, Wang Zishu sorted out her emotions and said, "Qing Yun, during this closed-door cultivation, my memories have completely awakened. I know my true identity."
"Mm!"
Mo Qingyun was not surprised by Wang Zishu's words and nodded calmly.
Under Mo Qingyun's encouraging gaze, Wang Zishu paused and continued, "Actually, my true identity is the princess of the Two-Star Plane's Divine Wood Race. Due to the betrayal of the subsidiary race, the Fire Ghost Wolf Race, and the massacre of our entire royal bloodline, I was lucky enough to return here again under my father's secret technique."
"So that's how it is!"
Hearing Wang Zishu's words, Mo Qingyun was immediately shocked, and his expression became solemn.
He did not expect that Wang Zishu's true identity was actually the princess of a Two-Star Plane.
In Mo Qingyun's understanding, the Wasteland Continent was not even considered a One-Star Plane. It could be seen how powerful a Two-Star Plane was.
If nothing went wrong, the strength of the most powerful existence in a Two-Star Plane should have reached the Galaxy Realm.
Even if Mo Qingyun used all his trump cards, his strength was only barely comparable to the early-stage Nebula Realm. The distance from the Galaxy Realm was like heaven and earth.
While Mo Qingyun was shocked, Wang Zishu's expression became more serious as she said, "Recently, I've been having an uneasy feeling. I vaguely feel that the people of the Fire Ghost Wolf Race seem to have discovered that I reincarnated in the Wasteland Continent. Soon, they will come here to kill me."
Hearing Wang Zishu's words, the expressions of Ye Wuyou and the others immediately became solemn.
Wang Zishu had not mentioned this when she had been talking to them earlier.
"Don't worry. As long as they come to the Wasteland Continent, I will definitely make sure they don't return."
After hearing Wang Zishu's words, Mo Qingyun immediately comforted her with a resolute expression. "When I leave the Wasteland Continent in the future, I will accompany you to the Two-Star Divine Wood Plane and slaughter the Fire Ghost Wolf Race to avenge you."
Although Mo Qingyun knew very well that the Fire Ghost Wolf Race was very powerful, he was not afraid in the slightest.
After all, he was only at the Golden Celestial Stage back then. The Teng lineage was also very powerful in his eyes.
Mo Qingyun believed in his heart that as long as he was given enough strength, he would definitely be able to slaughter the Fire Ghost Wolf Race.
"Thank you, Qing Yun!"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Wang Zishu's face immediately lit up with joy. She immediately thanked Mo Qingyun.
With Mo Qingyun's words, she felt relieved.
After thanking Mo Qingyun, Wang Zishu's expression changed. She said, "Qing Yun, my cultivation has already reached the Saint Stage. I should be able to help you a little. Is there anything you need me to do?"
Hearing Wang Zishu's words, the expressions of Ye Wuyou and the others changed. Their faces became somewhat gloomy.
Presumably, in their opinion, because their cultivation was too low, they would not be able to help Mo Qingyun.
At this moment, Ye Wuyou and the others quietly clenched their fists. They seemed to have silently made a decision.
Hearing Wang Zishu's words, Mo Qingyun's face revealed a thoughtful expression. After thinking for a while, he said, "In the future, after you slaughter the Fire Ghost Wolf Race, you must regain control of the Divine Wood Tribe. You should first go to the Immortal Palace of Creation to familiarize yourself with it. It will be easier for you to control the Divine Wood Tribe in the future."
"Okay!"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Wang Zishu's face immediately lit up. She was deeply moved.
In her opinion, Mo Qingyun's current arrangements were really well-intentioned.
"Your cultivation has broken through to the Saint Stage. Do you have any cultivation techniques after the Saint Stage?"
Thinking of Wang Zishu's current cultivation realm, Mo Qingyun revealed a concerned expression and immediately asked her.
Upon hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Wang Zishu nodded her head and said, "The inheritance technique in my mind can allow me to cultivate until I reach the Galaxy-Grade. Before my cultivation reaches the Galaxy-Grade, I don't need to worry about cultivation techniques."
"That's great!"
After knowing Wang Zishu's situation, Mo Qingyun revealed a relieved expression. He sighed in his heart.
A powerful race was indeed different. This innate advantage was indeed not something that ordinary people could compare to.
In the entire Wild Continent, there was not a single nebula-grade cultivation technique before the descent of the Heritage Continent.
However, Wang Zishu had a nebula-grade cultivation technique in her mind the moment she was born. This difference was really too great.
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