"Gongshu family? I'll remember this name. "Yang Qingxuan engraved it in his heart.
A long time ago, there was no soul refining technique. Humans were very weak, and it was difficult for their physical bodies to compete with other races. The Gongshu family played a pivotal role in the evolution of the human race.
A large number of powerful and terrifying puppet techniques were used in battles, allowing the human race to protect themselves and continue. Even in the modern era, they were still a powerful existence that was difficult to shake.
Yang Qingxuan stayed in the valley for half a month and learned all kinds of puppet techniques in the Clear Valley. Only then did he bid farewell and left.
As the saying goes, no discord, no concord. The two almost became friends despite the difference in age. Cha Siyu was a little reluctant and personally sent him out of the valley. He also insisted on sending him a few flying beasts so that he could reach Cangnan Nation sooner. After all, there was no teleportation formation on the way, so he could only rely on himself to fly.
Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Sect Master Cha, but I have my own flying Yuan Tool."
As he spoke, a stream of light flashed from the Star Ring and shot into the sky. It was like a golden flower slowly blooming, turning into a golden battleship.
"Ah?!"
Cha Siyu specialized in mechanical puppets, so he could naturally see the power of this battleship. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Little brother has an extraordinary background. I've really embarrassed myself. I wish little brother a safe journey."
Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "Big brother, you're too serious."
Then, he turned into a stream of light and flew into the heavenly sail of the battleship. He instantly turned into a golden light and disappeared in a flash.
Cha Siyu looked at the disappearing tail light and sighed, "In the future, there will definitely be a place for this child in the world."
Yang Qingxuan stood at the front of the heavenly sail and looked at Cangnan Nation. His heart was filled with endless emotions.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the golden body of the battleship and reflected on Yang Qingxuan's face.
He had endless fanciful thoughts. He had been away for two years. He wondered how Elder Lu and Wu Of Gojoseon were doing, and how Chen Zhen, Meng Rui, Su Ying, Yin Yao, You Ye, and the others were doing.
More importantly, was Wu Qiyue still in the academy?
Yang Qingxuan opened his eyes and let out a long sigh. "I'm afraid he's already gone. The surname 'Wu' is not common. In the Central World, one of the nine major factions, the Falling Jade Sky Tower, has the surname 'Wu' as their main surname. Could Qiyue be from the Crimson Jade Sky Tower? "
Yang Qingxuan pondered for a while. The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
During the battle of Little Flower and Fruit Mountain, the expert with the Azure Eye who appeared at the end had cleaved apart the Four Saint Spirit Diagrams with a single axe. His strength was not below that of Xuan Tianji and Yu Wuji. Such a terrifying existence should be within the nine superpowers.
"There's no need to guess. The Green-eyed Wu Clan is the owner of the Crimson Heaven Tower."
Hua Jieyu saw through his thoughts and said directly.
Yang Qingxuan was stunned and sighed, "So you already knew. Why didn't you tell me?"
Hua Jieyu said, "What's the use of telling you? I was afraid that you would take things too hard and run to the Crimson Jade Sky Tower with your little strength. Not to mention whether you could reach it, even if you did, the gatekeeper would kill you directly. Sometimes, ignorance is bliss. "
Yang Qingxuan's face darkened. He said unhappily, "Then why are you telling me now?"
Hua Jieyu smiled. "Before you left the Xuanye Continent, you were just a toad at the bottom of a well. After the battle of Little Flower and Fruit Mountain, the incident of Void Sky City, and the battle between the Nine Ministers and Xuan Tianji, your temperament is obviously much more mature, and your vision is not what it used to be. Even if I don't say it, haven't you already guessed it? And with your current temperament, you naturally won't run to the Crimson Jade Sky Tower on impulse. "
Yang Qingxuan sighed and said, "You think too much."
He knew that Hua Jieyu was doing this for his own good, but she was treating him like a teenager. In reality, he already had more than thirty years of experience. Added to that, Yang Qingxuan was already in his teens, so he had more than forty years of experience.
He suddenly frowned as he thought of an extremely important question. He thought to himself, "Strange, it's only been fifteen years since I was born in Heavenly Consort Academy, but why did the remnant soul on Earth go through thirty years? And why did the underground palace under Kunlun go through ten thousand years? What's going on?"
Yang Qingxuan was at a loss. He felt like he had sunk into a huge, unsolvable mystery.
"Hua Jieyu is right. Sometimes, ignorance is bliss."
Yang Qingxuan sighed and stopped thinking about these unanswered questions. He sat cross-legged at the front of the sail and began to cultivate in peace.
… …
"Elder Yinyao, come here. I have something to talk to you about."
Within Tiancong Academy, Yinyao was about to head to the library on a small pebble path when Yi Kun suddenly appeared and stopped her.
Yinyao was shocked. "Elder Yi Kun, you … weren't you in seclusion?"
Yi Kun raised his head and looked at her with a pair of soulless eyes. After a while, he said, "Yes, we were in seclusion and something went wrong. Wu Of Gojoseon asked me to come find you. Come with me." With that, he turned and left.
Yinyao was shocked. "Is Wu Of Gojoseon alright?"
Seeing Yi Kun walk further and further away, she felt that something was wrong. But after some thought, she still chased after him.
Sunlight shone through the small gaps between the branches and leaves, casting mottled shadows on the small path of the academy.
"This is …"
The two quickly reached a courtyard. Yinyao frowned and said, "Isn't Wu Of Gojoseon in seclusion?"
Yi Kun said expressionlessly, "You'll know when you go in."
Yin Yao nodded. Then, she entered with Yi Kun one after the other. Just as they entered the courtyard, they felt a burst of spirit power.
"This is …"
There was actually another world in the courtyard. As soon as they walked in, the world changed. It was actually an extremely luxurious room. Inside, there were piles of gold and jade everywhere. Fragrant powder floated in the air. The soft couch was wide, and there were many curtains.
In the depths of the room, there were nine girls standing silently, as if they were waiting for some kind of ceremony. They were all students of Tian Cong Academy. Even Su Ying and Ai Wei were among them.
Yinyao's expression changed greatly. The entire room was silent. There was only a young man with red cheeks lying on an armchair in the middle. His eyes were closed, but when they opened at this moment, they emitted a sinister light.
"Elder Yi Kun, this is?!"
Yinyao was startled and immediately realized that something was wrong. She hurriedly retreated.
Yi Kun had been silent all this time, but at this moment, his figure flashed, and a palm struck at her. The angle was tricky, like a blade, aiming straight for her life.
"Elder Yi Kun, you … deserve to die!"
Yinyao was anxious. She immediately turned into mist and dodged the palm. At the same time, she shouted to the girls, "I'll stop him. Su Ying, Ai Wei, you guys run!"
"Bang!"
That palm fell, like a knife entering water, stirring up the sound of water splashing.
In an instant, a vast expanse of mist rose, as if a domain had expanded. Then, a beautiful figure, like a fairy in the rain, struck out with a palm.
A sword aura formed out of thin air. The thousands of raindrops condensed into a sword, leaving a trail of silver light as it fiercely attacked!
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