"That's not right."
Jun Changxiao said, "There's definitely a problem!"
He already knew about the future that Ye Xingchen had seen. Now that Jie Lingyao was pregnant, it was very likely that this was the opportunity for his disciple to leave.
This also meant that.
The scene in the cave foretold the future.
It also predicted that Ye Xingchen would leave the Sect of All Times one day.
Who left it behind?
To be able to see the future, this power was very terrifying!
Suddenly, Jun Changxiao looked at his surroundings warily. He even felt as if his every move was being secretly observed.
"You're thinking too much."
The System said, "Since the scene in the future is related to Ye Xingchen, why would they be so free to monitor you?"
"…"
Jun Changxiao was silent.
"The host should be more concerned about whether Ye Xingchen will leave the Sect of All Times for the child," the System said.
"Yes."
Jun Changxiao said, "Will he leave?"
"If he follows the plot given by the cave illusion, he should leave," the System said.
"The choice is in Xingchen's hands," Jun Changxiao said, "If he stays, then he stays. If he leaves, then I won't force him."
There was no denying it.
Ye Xingchen was one of the core disciples of the sect.
Jun Changxiao naturally hoped that he could stay and assist him in building his empire.
But in front of family, if he really wanted to leave with his wife and child, he would definitely not ask him to stay. He would even personally send him out to respect his choice.
Of course.
This departure was definitely not to leave the sect.
Jun Changxiao would retain Ye Xingchen's identity as a disciple.
For example, Su Xiaomo and Xia Shuiyun would leave to live the lives they wanted.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
On the arena, the fierce battle was in full swing.
Lu Qianqian and the others won without any surprise.
As for the Sky Devil Emperor's adopted son, as long as he was matched with the Sect of All Times, he would either die or be injured.
Why didn't they all die?
This was because after Ling Li's defeat, the Sky Devil Emperor had ordered his remaining foster sons to try their best to survive if they encountered any disciples of the Sect of All Times.
To put it bluntly …
Don't expect to win the championship. Think about surviving first.
These foster sons of Sky Devil Emperor were all carefully selected, and they had a lot of room for growth in the future. If they all died in the Universe Sacred War, it would be a huge loss.
Boom — — —
On the stage, He Wudi punched out.
"Deng deng deng!"
Ling Tian, who the Heavenly Devil Realm had placed their hopes on, staggered backwards before falling down in an extremely exaggerated manner.
He Wudi was speechless.
I didn't even use much strength, so how did he roll down?
"Disciple of the Sect of All Times, He Wudi, wins!" The referee announced loudly.
"…"
The audience shook their heads.
It could be seen that Ling Tian, the adopted son of the Celestial Devil Emperor, had purposely been thrown off the stage as soon as he stepped onto the stage.
His adopted son admitted defeat.
It was equivalent to the Celestial Devil Emperor admitting defeat.
"Boring." Jun Changxiao shook his head.
Even this villain's adopted son had started to learn how to act, so the Universe Sacred War finals were naturally no longer interesting.
"The championship is already in my bag."
Jun Changxiao leaned back in his chair, his eyes burning: "Just wait for the main mission to be completed!"
The Universe Sacred War was the highest level competition in the upper universe. The disciples relied on their strength to defeat the geniuses of various factions and obtain the championship. This was a symbol of strength, a symbol of dominance. At least 1000% completion?
"Pfft!"
The System couldn't help but laugh out loud.
1000%
He was dreaming.
"Don't laugh."
"Let me deduce for you."
Jun Changxiao said: "So many of Sky Devil Emperor's adopted sons were killed by my disciple. Do you think he will let me go?"
"He won't."
The System said: "He might come after the competition."
"Can I fight against him now?"
"No."
"Since I can't fight against him, and I killed so many of his adopted sons and completely detonated him, why would the author purposely set up such a desperate situation for me?"
The System said: "What are you trying to say?"
"Very simple."
Jun Changxiao leaned back in his chair, clasped his hands together, and vowed: "This time, my disciple has won the championship and completed the main mission. My realm will break through and I will be qualified to challenge Sky Devil Emperor. This is the author's true intention."
The System was silent for a while, then said: "That might be possible."
…
Rich and Noble Inn.
The place where Jun Changxiao and the others were temporarily staying.
"Creak!"
A guest room was pushed open. Ye Xingchen carried Jie Lingyao in, blood was still spurting out, but he ignored it, showing what a real man is.
"Dear guest …" the waiter stood outside the door, looking at the blood on the ground, weakly asked: "Do you really not need to bandage it?"
"Scram."
"Alright."
The waiter tactfully left.
Ye Xingchen walked to the bed, put down the already unconscious Jie Lingyao, then stood there, a complicated look appeared in his eyes.
This woman, she had repeatedly disturbed his state of mind.
Now that there was such a good opportunity, why not kill her!
Thinking of this, Ye Xingchen raised his hand, surrounded by the Power of True Spirit, and slapped down.
He had clearly made up his mind to get rid of future troubles, but when he was about to touch, he suddenly became soft-hearted. Not only did he not slap down, but he also approached the belly, feeling the fetal Qi.
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
It was as if the heart was beating slowly.
The closer he was to feel the fetal Qi, the more the arrogant Ye Xingchen gradually melted, and a trace of gentleness appeared in his fierce eyes.
No.
It was not gentleness.
It was more like a father inadvertently showing his affection.
Ye Xingchen just stood there, his palm on Jie Lingyao's belly, and even felt that the rhythm of the fetal Qi was a little unusual, and he would be very nervous.
"Thump!
Thump! Thump! "
The rhythm of the fetal Qi became rapid.
Ye Xingchen suddenly panicked, and because he did not know what to do, he stood there like a fool.
"Creak!"
At this moment, the door was pushed open.
The top medical team of the Medical Hall quickly came to the bed.
They all put on masks, took out all kinds of professional medical equipment, and said, "Senior Brother Ye, we are here on the Patriarch's order to examine sister-in-law. Please leave quickly."
Gou Sheng was still the most attentive.
Although he was still watching the competition, he sent a medical team in time.
In particular, they were all female disciples.
"Okay, okay!"
Ye Xingchen hurriedly left and stood outside the door, raising his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.
He suddenly heaved a sigh of relief, and because of excessive bleeding, his eyelids suddenly rolled back and he fainted.
…
"…"
Ye Xingchen opened his eyes in a daze.
Suddenly, he remembered that he should be outside the guest room. Why was he lying on the bed? He hurriedly got up.
"Senior Brother Ye."
Sun Bukong hurriedly held him down and said, "You have lost too much blood, you need to stay in bed and rest."
Ye Xingchen realized that he was in the ward of the Medical Hall, so he said with difficulty, "That woman …"
"She is fine."
Sun Bukong said, "The child is also fine."
Hearing this, Ye Xingchen lay down obediently and said, "How long have I been unconscious?"
"Three days."
Sun Bukong replied.
So long?
Ye Xingchen hurriedly asked, "Is the Universe Holy War over?"
"Yes, it's over."
"Who won?"
"Junior Brother He jumped off the arena one step slower than Senior Sister in the finals and won the championship of the 11th Universe Holy War."
"…"
Ye Xingchen was not surprised by this result.
However, the reader was very surprised. You fainted, and the competition ended under Sun Bukong's command? I have book coins, I can't afford to look down on anyone!
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