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Chapter 2363

Words:2062Update:22/08/26 23:13:20

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The moon hung high in the sky, shedding down light.

A bronze lamp was suspended in midair. It was neither bright nor weak.

It was Lin Qing Yi's lamp.

If it was extinguished, then it meant she had died. If it was not, then it meant she was safe and sound.

"Qing Yi, you shouldn't have lied to me."

Ling Xian softly sighed. The moment he learned of Lin Qing Yi's death, his heart was tormented and he was still tormented.

But now, Lin Qing Yi was not dead. He felt like spring had bloomed and the world was bright again.

"Wait for me. Even if I have to turn the entire universe upside down, I will find you." Ling Xian's eyes were deep. He looked at the Seventh Princess and smiled, "Thank you."

"You finally smiled at me." The Seventh Princess sighed. Every time she remembered Ling Xian's cold stare, her entire body shivered.

He was far too terrifying. Like an undefeatable demon, she didn't even have the courage to look him in the eye.

"I will take Qing Yi's lamp with me. If you need anything, you can find my apprentice at the Wan Jian House."

Ling Xian grinned. The Wan Jian House was no longer what it used to be. In the entire Planet of Yong Xian, the Wan Jian House was one of the top sects.

As long as the problem was not too big, the Wan Jian House could solve it for the Seventh Princess.

"I thought you would blame me for lying to you." The Seventh Princess grinned. She didn't think that Ling Xian would not blame her and instead, made her a promise.

"That was Qing Yi's idea. After all, you already confessed."

"If you didn't tell me the truth, I don't know how long I would have to suffer." Ling Xian continued to smile, very happy.

Though he hasn't found Lin Qing Yi yet, as long as she was not dead, he felt safe and happy.

"You and she both love each other deeply. I hope you can find her and stay together until your hair turns white." The Seventh Princess sincerely wished him well.

"Thank you for your kind words. Goodbye."

Ling Xian grinned and carefully placed Lin Qing Yi's lamp into his storage pouch. Then, he flew towards the Qin Dynasty.

On the way, his smile never disappeared. It was obvious how happy he was.

Three days later, Ling Xian arrived at the Ling Clan in the City of Qing. He only saw Ling Hu but did not see Ling Tian Xiang or any of his old friends.

A hundred years had passed and Ling Tian Xiao had fallen. The current leader of the Ling Clan was Ling Hu.

Though he was a collateral relative, because of Ling Xian, nobody dared to oppose him.

After seeing Ling Hu, Ling Xian left behind a Mountain of Spiritual Dans and a Mountain of Spiritual Treasures. Then, under the admiring gaze of the Ling Clan's descendants, he left the Ling Clan.



On top of the mountain peak, Ling Xian used his finger as a pen to sketch out Lin Qing Yi's appearance.

Behind him, An Qiushui stood with her head lowered, not saying a word.

After some time, Ling Xian handed the painting over to An Qiu Shui and said, "Spread this across the entire Planet of Yong Xian. No matter who it is, as long as they find the person in the painting, they will receive two unparalleled techniques."

"Yes."

An Qiushui took the painting and saw that the person in the painting had white hair and a face full of wrinkles. She asked curiously, "Master, who is she?"

"Your Mistress." Ling Xian grinned, "She got lost. I need to find her."

"Mistress?" An Qiu Shui froze. Not even in her dreams did she think that Ling Xian would be obsessed with an old woman.

"Is it strange?"

Ling Xian warmly smiled and rubbed An Qiu Shui's little head, "The story is long and complicated. Do you want to hear it?"

"Of course I do." An Qiu Shui was curious. She knew that there were many women who admired Ling Xian. Without exception, they were all extremely beautiful.

Therefore, she wanted to know what kind of charm the person in the painting had that made Ling Xian unable to forget her.

"I will have to start from my hometown, the City of Qing." Ling Xian had a smile on his lips as he told her everything that happened between him and Lin Qing Yi.

When she heard that Lin Qing Yi sacrificed her beauty to save Ling Xian, An Qiu Shui's eyes reddened.

When she heard that Lin Qing Yi endured the pain of missing Ling Xian and lied to Ling Xian that she was dead, An Qiu Shui couldn't help but cry.

She was a woman and understood what Lin Qing Yi did. She also knew how much pain Lin Qing Yi had to endure.

"Master, you must treat her well." An Qiu Shui was touched. She finally understood why Ling Xian could not forget the person in the painting.

"I will." Ling Xian smiled, "Go. Do whatever it takes to find your Mistress."

"Master, do not worry. I will find her." An Qiu Shui's expression was determined as she turned around and left.

"I hope you are on Planet Yong Xian."

Ling Xian mumbled to himself. As long as Lin Qing Yi was on Planet Yong Xian, there was a chance he could find her. But if she left Planet Yong Xian, then it would be like searching for a needle in a haystack.

At that moment, he closed his eyes and calmly waited.

As time went on, more and more news came. But in the end, they were all proven to be false.

This disappointed Ling Xian. He knew that Lin Qing Yi was most likely no longer on Planet Yong Xian. Or else there would be some clues.

"I'll wait for another three months. If there is no news, I will go to the Valley of Worries and leave Planet Yong Xian." Ling Xian mumbled to himself and waited.

Time passed by little by little. Three months later, there was still no news of Lin Qing Yi.

This made Ling Xian realize that Lin Qing Yi was most likely no longer on Planet Yong Xian. Waiting any longer would be futile.

Therefore, he left the Wan Jian House and headed to the Valley of Worries.

Back then, to transform his Qi, he entered the Valley of Worries.

Before he left, a mysterious being told him that when they meet again, he will give him a fortune.

Therefore, Ling Xian headed to the Valley of Worries with the intention of asking for the fortune the mysterious being spoke of.

Ten days later, he arrived at the Valley of Worries and said, "I am here as promised. I hope you can show yourself."

After he spoke, there was no response for a long time.

Ling Xian was not in a rush. He floated in midair and waited patiently.

Half an hour later, the Valley of Worries was filled with white fog. A silhouette could be faintly seen. It was not the shape of a human, nor was it the shape of a beast. It was the shape of the Valley of Worries.

"You finally showed yourself."

Ling Xian softly grinned, "You must remember what you said back then."

"I remember." The silhouette spoke the human language, "I cannot believe that when we meet again, you have already reached the ninth level of cultivation."

"I also did not think that you would have gained spirituality in the Valley of Worries." Ling Xian's gaze was deep. The silhouette was similar to the four arts. They all had their own consciousness but had yet to completely transform into spirituality.

"You must be curious as to how I know the secrets of the past." The silhouette spoke softly. Though it had yet to completely transform into a spirituality, its intelligence was no weaker than an adult's.

"I am curious. Such a secret is not something everyone can know about."

Ling Xian squinted his eyes. The fact that Ao Tian betrayed the universe was not recorded in ancient records. It was not hard to imagine how secretive this was.

"The Immortal King of Heaven and Earth had two residences. One was the Palace of the Highest, the other was the Valley of Worries."

"During the war, I gained spirituality. Therefore, I know that Ao Tian betrayed the universe." The silhouette spoke coldly. Everyone could hear the hatred in its voice.

"I see." Ling Xian now understood why the silhouette knew about such a secretive event and why it was able to become a spirituality.

The place where the Immortal King resided for a long time naturally had the chance to gain spirituality.

"I am here to ask for fortune." Ling Xian softly smiled, "Please fulfill your promise."

Hearing this, the silhouette said, "I have three fortunes. You can only choose one."

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