Yang Qingxuan pondered for a moment, before he said, "Since the Formless Demon Xun wants to hunt you down, it seems that the golden Udumbara Flower really does exist. Moreover, it should be with you, Xiaoyu."
As his voice faded, the temperature in the hall plummeted to the freezing point.
Mu Xiaoxiao's body trembled as she retrieved a pair of swords and placed them in front of her to protect herself. She glared fiercely at Yang Qingxuan as she spread out her divine sense to scan the surroundings.
She was confident that she and Qin Xiaoyu would be able to take down Yang Qingxuan at the first possible moment if they were to act.
The ripples in Qin Xiaoyu's eyes rippled violently, her ten fingers trembling faintly within her sleeves. Yang Qingxuan's unswerving gaze looked over and met her eyes.
The space in the hall seemed to have frozen.
Wu Qiyue's face was deathly pale. She felt extremely strained under this tyrannical aura as a wave of guilt surged in her heart. Her cultivation was too weak, and apart from handling some unimportant sect matters, there was nothing she could do to help her husband. If she were to act, she would instead become a burden.
A strong desire for power surged in Wu Qiyue's heart.
"Qing Xuan, should I trust you?"
Helplessness flashed in Qin Xiaoyu's eyes. As a prided daughter of heaven and one of the six kings, even she would have moments when she was at a loss.
"What do you think?"
Yang Qingxuan asked softly. His expression did not change, and his eyes were still as bright as the stars.
"I trust you!"
Qin Xiaoyu's heart rippled as she looked into those eyes. She suddenly smiled.
As she smiled, the space around them melted, and the extremely oppressive energy instantly dissipated.
Mu Xiaoxiao cried out in alarm, "Miss, don't be careless!"
Qin Xiaoyu said, "This is the Cangxuan Sect. Qing Xuan already guessed that the golden Udumbara Flower was on us. If he wanted to snatch it, he would not need to summon us. He could have just set up an ambush and sent us to our lunchboxes."
Mu Xiaoxiao was taken aback. She felt that it made sense and withdrew her swords, but her expression remained extremely vigilant.
Qin Xiaoyu cupped her fists together. "I lost my composure just now. Little brother Qing Xuan, please don't take offense."
Yang Qingxuan smiled. "It's fine. However, I'm very curious. What exactly is that golden Udumbara Flower for? He actually provoked the Formless Devil Xun to make such a big fuss. "
Qin Xiaoyu revealed a troubled expression and shook her head. "Auntie and I are not too sure either. The emblem of Flower Picking House is a golden Udumbara Flower. We always thought that it was just a symbol, but we didn't expect it to actually exist. From what Qing Xuan had said earlier, this golden Udumbara Flower should have been brought out from the Gilded Gold Demonic Palace. Back then, that person created the Flower Plucking House. Perhaps it was to pick flowers and smile. "
Yang Qingxuan recited softly, "The Dao cannot be Dao. In the Heavens and on the Earth, picking a flower with a smile; there is no such thing as Zen. Since ancient times, picking a flower with a smile."
These were the two words that hung above the Flower Blossom Pavilion, written by the first Pavilion Master.
Now that he read it carefully, there was a deep meaning to it. He could not help but sink into it, as if he had comprehended something.
Qin Xiaoyu said, "Before the Pavilion Master fought the Formless Devil Xun, he handed this item to me. He said that this item is related to the fate of the Flower Picking House and that I must protect it well."
Yang Qingxuan regained his senses and said, "Qiu Ruyi led seven elders of the sect and fought the Formless Devil Xun together. However, they were still defeated and their whereabouts are unknown. Now, the entire Flower Picking House has been dismissed and is in a state of chaos. Unless Qiu Ruyi returns, I'm afraid that the Flower Picking House will … "
Qin Xiaoyu said with grief and indignation, "No matter what, I must pass down the Pavilion Master's great trust and the will of the Flower Picking House."
Yang Qingxuan nodded and said, "Xiaoyu, with your talent, it's only a matter of time before you enter the Seven Stars Thousand Realms. With the strength of the Seven Stars Thousand Realms, it won't be a problem to rebuild a holy sect, let alone just reviving the Flower Picking House. After all, a starving camel is still bigger than a horse. The problem now is, can you escape the Formless Devil Xun's search? For this flower, he directly charged into the Gilded Gold Demon Palace and destroyed the Flower Picking House. I'm afraid that he won't let you go even if he chases you to the end of the world or the end of the universe. "
Qin Xiaoyu smiled bitterly. "This is the reason why I came to find brother Qingxuan."
Yang Qingxuan's expression changed slightly, but it instantly returned to normal. He sighed and said, "I understand. But this matter is too important and I must carefully consider it. "
Wu Qiyue said worriedly, "The Cangxuan Sect has just developed and is thriving, but it can't be compared to the Flower Picking House. I'm afraid that even the Purple Heart Divine King's residence may not be able to protect you, unless the entire God Race is involved."
Qin Xiaoyu's face was pale as she sighed, "I understand."
Her expression was filled with endless loneliness as she turned around and said, "Aunt, let's go."
"Wait a moment."
Yang Qingxuan called out, "Xiaoyu, since you came to find me, I must at least try my best to think of a way. I will discuss this matter with the Purple Heart Divine King. Perhaps the Purple Heart Divine King will have a way. But if the Purple Heart Divine King does not approve, I really can't keep you. "
The current Cangxuan Sect was no longer just Yang Qingxuan alone, but a group of brothers and friends who had gone through fire and water together. He could not risk the entire sect for his own personal problems.
Qin Xiaoyu thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll have to trouble brother Qingxuan."
There was still disappointment in her voice, and she clearly did not have much hope. After all, she was not familiar with the Purple Heart Divine King at all, and there was even the possibility of exposing the golden Udumbara Flower and attracting danger.
But since she believed in Yang Qingxuan, she would believe in him until the end.
Yang Qingxuan nodded. "Wait for me in the Cangxuan Sect. I'll go and see the Purple Heart Divine King."
The Cangxuan Sect and the Purple Heart Divine King's residence were not far apart.
Yang Qingxuan had a direct pass, and did not even need one. With his face alone, he could enter and exit any place in the Purple Heart Divine King's residence unimpeded.
In the residence, Yang Qingxuan met housekeeper Zi Ri and immediately went forward to see Zi Xia.
Zi Ri said, "Young master, you've come at a bad time. Miss Zi Xia is meeting a guest in the hall."
Yang Qingxuan had already guessed Zi Xia's identity when he saw Zi Xia display the power of reincarnation and the Light Shaking Technique in the Ancient Clear Heaven Battlefield. "A guest who can make Zi Xia personally meet must have a great background. Who could it be?"
He asked, "Is the Purple Heart Divine King here?"
Zi Ri said, "The Divine King has always been in seclusion and rarely shows his face. Young master, why don't you wait in the side hall? I'll get someone to send a message to Miss Zi Xia. After Miss Zi Xia is done with the guest, she will meet you. "
If this was in the past, Yang Qingxuan would naturally believe it without a doubt.
But after guessing Zi Xia's identity that day, Zi Xia also knew that he had guessed it, and directly left with a flick of her sleeve. She had not seen him even until now, and seemed to be extremely unhappy. Would she really meet him later?
"Aiya, what a headache."
Yang Qingxuan felt a wave of helplessness in his heart. He shook his head helplessly, but still cupped his fists and said politely, "Thank you, housekeeper."
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