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Chapter 1163

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Chapter 1163: Su Yiyun's Return

When Ye Zichen entered his room, he heard a soft voice. That familiar tone made him raise his head abruptly. He kept looking around the room, but what he saw was an empty room.

Ye Zichen laughed self-mockingly, then shook his head and chucked his jacket onto the clothes rack beside the bed.

I'm hearing things again.

Ever since the war with the demons, Ye Zichen would often hear things like that in the dead of night.

Su Yiyun, or Xia Keke …

Ye Zichen walked to the window and took out some wine from his ring and placed it on the windowsill. Ye Zichen leaned against the windowsill and poured the wine into his mouth, while he couldn't help but think back to the past.

"If I didn't join that group, would things be different now?"

He had really asked himself this question countless times. If he hadn't entered that group in the Heavenly Court, would his current life have been a different possibility?

Su Yan and Xia Keke were still the goddesses in his heart, and the people in his dorm were still his brothers. After graduating from university, they would go their separate ways and go about their own business. After a few years, a letter would bring them back together, and they would talk about their experiences in the past few years …

Although that kind of life was boring, it was much more satisfying than his current life of scheming, scheming, and walking on the edge of a knife.

"What, you like to lament now that you're so old? This doesn't seem like you! "

At that moment, another sentence appeared in the room. Ye Zichen turned around abruptly when he heard that. He was now completely certain that he wasn't hearing things. There really was someone in his room.

Behind him, there was indeed a young man with a smile on his face.

The young man wore a purplish black robe, had a bald head, and a string of Buddhist beads around his neck.

"You …"

Ye Zichen's entire body froze the moment he saw the young man. The wine jug in his hand slipped out of his hand, but the young man in front of him reached out and caught it.

"Bro, what's wrong? Is it Parkinson's? You can't even hold a jug of wine! "

With that, the young man poured a mouthful of wine into the jug's mouth. Ye Zichen's gaze continuously changed. After a few breaths of time, he snatched the jug over.

"You're already a monk, yet you still drink. You're breaking your precepts."

"I don't care about wine and meat."

The young man grabbed the wine pot and poured the rest of the wine into his mouth.

After the young man drank all the wine in the wine pot, he let out a carefree burp and placed the wine pot on the windowsill. The smile on his face was withdrawn as he laughed in a somewhat deep tone.

"Are you doing okay?"

His greeting made Ye Zichen's nose twitch inexplicably, but he quickly laughed and punched the youth's shoulder.

"Su Yiyun, you brat …."

She wanted to laugh, but as she laughed, her eyes reddened uncontrollably.

Ye Zichen silently lowered his head, supported his eyes with his hands, and looked out the window without saying anything for a long time.

One hundred years.

He blamed himself for half a year.

For the past half year, Ye Zichen had been tormented. Images of that day haunted his mind.

After arriving in the God Realm, he'd used countless methods to track down Su Yiyun and the others. He'd tried to find any news of their existence. No one knew what he was shouldering, nor did anyone ask him to take responsibility for anything. However, the pressure he'd exerted on himself was so heavy he couldn't breathe.

But now, Su Yiyun stood before him once more. That feeling ….

It was truly difficult to put into words.

Su Yiyun stood silently behind him. He knew that Ye Zichen had to adjust to this situation on his own.

Little did he know, on the Divine Mountains …

Under Zhao Qianhe's pressure, Xiao Hu, who'd returned to the Central Divine Mountain Clan in a fit of rage, radiated a murderous aura from head to toe.

When his clansmen saw him, they greeted him from afar.

After returning to the clan, he made a beeline for Xiao Yan's courtyard. When he arrived, he saw that Xiao Yan had placed two cups of fragrant tea on a round table.

The tea was still steaming. It was obvious that he'd just poured it out.

"Sit."

Xiao Yan smiled warmly at the overbearing Xiao Hu and gestured for him to sit across from him.

"Clan Head."

As soon as he sat down, Xiao Hu opened his mouth to speak, but Xiao Yan stopped him. He pointed at the tea.

"Have some tea."

"I …." Xiao Hu was already impatient, but he was facing the clan head. He couldn't disobey him. He could only drink all the tea in the cup in one gulp. After putting down the teacup, he hurriedly said, "Clan Leader, I …"

"I already know."

Xiao Yan smiled and gestured for him to stop. Xiao Hu furrowed his brows.

"Clan Head, you already know?"

"Didn't they just kill the three inner sect disciples we sent? The Longevity Sword Sect, Yellow Wind Sect, and School of Imperial Beasts were among them."

"Since you already know, then why …."

"What else could I do?" Xiao Yan glanced at Xiao Hu coolly. "Just now, the Northern Divine Mountain's Sea of Innocence released news that the Longevity Sword Sect, Yellow Wind Sect, and School of Imperial Beasts have become their subordinate factions. In half a day, the Sea of Innocence will send emissaries to oversee those three factions. "

"It's the Sea of Innocence again!"

Xiao Hu clenched his fists, then furrowed his brows. "Clan Head, the Sea of Innocence is deliberately causing trouble for our Xiao Family. Are we just going to endure it? So long as you give the order, I'll immediately lead my men and storm the Sea of Innocence. "

"Xiao Hu, you're an elder of our clan. In terms of seniority, even I have to call you 'uncle.' There's no need to doubt your strength, and the title of 'Tiger Lightning' is the greatest reward for you. I don't doubt that you're strong enough to storm the Sea of Innocence, but sometimes, not everything has to be resolved by force. "

Xiao Yan glanced at Xiao Hu, then pointed at the teacup in front of him.

"Do you know why I told you to drink that cup of tea? I wanted you to calm down. No matter how you look at it, the Sea of Innocence is one of the strongest factions in the God Realm. Storming it clearly isn't realistic. Besides, the situation has been rather delicate lately. It's better to avoid unnecessary trouble. "

Xiao Hu was a martial artist with a fiery temper.

He'd already had a bellyful of anger from Zhao Qianhe. Now that he'd let a junior, who hadn't even reached the supreme level, provoke him like this, he felt like he was about to explode.

Despite Xiao Yan's words, he still found it difficult to quell his anger. However, he had to give face to the clan head. Since he'd said not to provoke the Sea of Innocence, he had no choice but to drop the matter.

"Then I'll listen to you, Clan Head."

With that, Xiao Hu prepared to leave. However, Xiao Yan called out to him.

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