Ye Futian naturally understood what Zhuge Qingfeng meant. For him, the connection between the Upper and Lower Worlds was not an obstacle.
However, the land of the Nine States was no longer suitable for him to cultivate. In the future, he would often cultivate in the Upper Worlds, and there would be very little time to return to the Nine States. The matters of the Holy Zhi Palace must be handled clearly.
"Uncle, now that you have entered the Divine Path, there is no need to worry about the Barren State. The five palaces stand side by side in the five regions of the Barren State to preach and cultivate. The Holy Zhi Palace will be managed by the Master, assisted by Grandpa Ape, and guarded by the Palace Lords. It does not matter whether I am there or not," Ye Futian said with a smile.
With the appearance of the five saints, the Holy Zhi Palace's status in the Nine States was like the sun at high noon.
Everyone smiled and shook their heads. Ye Futian, as the Palace Lord, had always been a hands-off boss. He was the symbol of the Holy Zhi Palace, a totem figure, but the affairs of the Holy Zhi Palace were actually handled by others. Ye Futian rarely managed the affairs of the Holy Zhi Palace.
"Who are you going to take with you this time?" You Chi asked.
"To see who is willing to go with me to the Upper Worlds," Ye Futian replied.
"You want us to guard the Barren State, but you also need saints by your side." You Chi was a little worried. The Upper Worlds were far more responsible and powerful than the Nine States.
In the Nine States, Ye Futian was the lord of the Barren State's holy land, and everyone had to follow the rules. But in the Upper Worlds, it was not necessarily so.
Moreover, there were too many cultivators in the Upper Worlds. There were many top holy lands and many cultivators of the Saint Plane. Under such circumstances, if Ye Futian only took a group of sages with him, they would naturally be worried.
"Saint Jiang will not go. He will stay in the Holy Zhi Palace and continue to practice his beliefs. It may take a long time. I will go ask Yaya." Ye Futian sighed.
Everyone nodded. If Yaya could go with Ye Futian, they would be much more at ease.
After all, Yaya was the reincarnation of the Sword Saint of the Void. Not only was she strong now, but she would continue to grow stronger and reach her former peak. Even in the Upper Worlds, there would be few opponents.
Back then, the Sword Saint of the Void was unparalleled in the Nine States, and his name shook the Upper and Lower Worlds.
Ye Futian went to the place where Yaya lived. He seemed to be a little anxious. After all, he had news about Jieyu, so he naturally wanted to go there as soon as possible.
However, he was indeed not that safe in the Upper Worlds. Back in the Jiutian Temple, he had crippled Pei Qianying, the beloved son of the Jueying Sword Saint, and he was a cultivator of Lihen Heaven. At that time, Xia Qingyuan had witnessed it, so no one dared to touch him. But if he were to cultivate in the Upper Worlds for a long time, no one knew what would happen.
When Ye Futian arrived, Yaya was cultivating with her eyes closed. The Village Chief followed Ye Futian.
She opened her eyes and looked at Ye Futian with her deep eyes. Her eyes were filled with complicated emotions.
The memories of the two lives of cultivation merged into one. Their souls intertwined and influenced each other.
Before she transformed, everything that happened in Tombkeeper Village had a huge impact on her soul. It was at that time that Ye Futian left a mark on her soul. Even though she was now the Sword Saint of the Void, she was still unable to erase it.
"I'm going to the Upper Worlds to train," Ye Futian said to Yaya.
Yaya looked at him and did not speak.
Looking at her indifferent eyes, Ye Futian smiled and said, "Take care of yourself, Yaya."
As he said this, he turned and left. In the end, he did not say anything.
Yaya had helped him destroy the Great Zhou Dynasty and kill the Great Zhou Sacred King. Although he still saw Yaya as a sister, she was no longer the Yaya of the past. The will of the Sword Saint of the Void took over, and he had no right to ask for anything.
As for the Village Chief, he naturally followed Yaya.
After Ye Futian left, he thought for a while and thought of another person who might be a suitable candidate.
Soon, Ye Futian came to the Lapis Lazuli Palace and saw the Glass Saint, who was still standing there in deep thought.
The Glass Saint's temperament seemed to have transcended the world. As she stood there, her entire aura seemed to not exist.
"Have you thought about where you want to go?" Ye Futian asked.
The Glass Saint turned her eyes. Her beautiful face had a touch of loneliness and coldness, like the cold moon, without a trace of emotion.
"If you have not thought about it, come with me to the Upper Worlds to cultivate. Maybe you will find your own path," Ye Futian said to the Glass Saint.
The Glass Saint still looked at him, and then a voice came from her lips.
"Okay."
She didn't hesitate at all and immediately agreed.
This made Ye Futian look surprised. He took a deep look at the Glass Saint. He could not know what the Glass Saint was thinking. At this time, the Glass Saint gave people a sense of distance. She was cold and stunning.
"I'll let you know before I go." Ye Futian did not say much and left after saying this.
After that, Ye Futian summoned the Palace Lords to determine some matters, such as the arrangement of the Palace's resources and the requirements for the core disciples.
At the same time, he determined who would go with him.
This time, the older generation would not go with him, mainly the group of people who had been cultivating with him.
Three days later, under the stairs of the Holy Sage Pavilion of the Holy Zhi Palace, countless people came to see him off. They knew that the Palace Lord Ye Futian was going to the Upper Worlds to cultivate.
Although he could come back at any time, it was also possible that he would not return to the Palace for a long time.
As for Ye Futian's identity as the Palace Lord of the Holy Zhi Palace, it was impossible to remove it. After all, for the Nine States, Ye Futian's name was still the symbol of the Barren State's holy land.
One day, when the Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State could stand at the top of the Nine States, he would pass on the identity of the Palace Lord.
Ye Futian stood on the stairs, and all the Palace Lords came to see him off.
Beside Ye Futian were the people who would be going with him.
Among them, the disciples of the Cottage were naturally there, but this time, Xue Ye would not go. He would stay in the Barren State. Little Grass was young, and he intended to accompany her until she grew up. After all, they had no foundation in the Upper Worlds. If Ye Futian and the others stabilized their foundation in the Upper Worlds, then he might take Little Grass with him.
Beitang Xing 'er would go with Ye Futian. Although her cultivation was not high, she had always been with Second Sister.
Back then, the Master had brought her back to the Cottage, Third Brother had avenged her, and Second Sister had taken care of her as she grew up. As such, she was closest to Zhuge Mingyue and Gu Dongliu. All these years, she had been at the Zhuge Family. Wherever they were, she would go.
The Sword Saint, Zhuge Mingyue, Gu Dongliu, Luo Fan, and Yi Xiaoshi were needless to say.
Aside from the people of the Cottage, Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen, Huang Jiuge, Yuan Zhan, Xu Que, Zui Qianchou, Phoenix, Yun Shuisheng, Loulan Xue, and the others would also go. The older generation would not go, but their descendants would follow in Ye Futian's footsteps and risk their lives.
Perhaps the road ahead would be dangerous, but it would also be full of opportunities. They all had the chance to prove the Divine Path, and if their descendants followed Ye Futian, they might even have the chance to go further.
"Little Brother, don't leave me too far behind." At this time, Xue Ye smiled at Ye Futian.
"Uncle Ye, remember to come back and see me often," Little Grass said, holding Ye Futian's hand.
"I know, Little Grass, be good too." Ye Futian rubbed the little girl's head.
"Okay." Little Grass nodded.
"Brother, are you ready? When do we leave?" At this time, a voice sounded. Ye Futian looked up and saw a slender and elegant figure walking over, brimming with youthfulness. It was Long Ling 'er.
"When did I say I was going to take you?" Ye Futian asked, stunned.
"Brother, is there something wrong with me that you're going to abandon me …" Long Ling 'er's eyes instantly turned red. Her acting skills stunned everyone.
However, Ye Futian was already used to it. This girl had been a devil since she was young.
"What did Uncle Long and Madame say?" Ye Futian asked, speechless.
"Brother, does that mean you agree?" Long Ling 'er immediately laughed. She walked up and pulled Ye Futian's arm. Turning back to look at Long Ao and Madame Long, she said, "Dad, Mom, look, Big Brother Futian has agreed. You said that if Big Brother Futian agreed, you would have no objections."
"…" Ye Futian was dumbfounded.
Madame Long also shook her head with a bitter smile. Looking at Ye Futian, she said, "Futian, I'll have to trouble you with this girl."
"Okay." Ye Futian also did not know whether to laugh or cry. This girl was really amazing.
Everyone came to see them off. The figure of the Glass Saint also appeared, standing there quietly. Many people glanced at this peerless figure of the Saint Plane. The Glass Saint was indeed completely different from before. Her temperament had changed.
Looking at everyone, Ye Futian's body slowly rose into the air.
"Let's go," Ye Futian said. Suddenly, a group of people left.
"Farewell, Palace Lord." Countless people of the Holy Zhi Palace bowed and shouted. Their voices shook the heavens and earth. Countless people looked up at them and watched Ye Futian leave.
Ye Futian flew up into the sky, but he seemed to sense something. He froze and looked forward.
Then he saw there was a giant sword floating in the sky. In front of the giant sword was the figure of a woman with long hair flying in the wind. The Village Chief stood quietly behind her.
Other than the two of them, there was also Qin Zhuang and Ying.
The Village Chief turned his head and smiled at Ye Futian. Then Ye Futian and the others stepped onto the giant sword. The giant sword broke through the air and headed into the distance.
With three figures of the Saint Plane following them, coupled with their strength that was invincible below Saint Plane, such a lineup, even in the Upper Worlds, could form a powerful Saint-level force.
On this day, in Emperor Xia's Realm, the guards of the Sky Stairwell cursed the group of people who came from the Lower Worlds. It was the first time they saw people climbing the Sky Stairwell like this. People of different planes climbed the Sky Stairwell at the same time and fought their way through. Some of them with weaker cultivation did not even make a move and were taken care of. It was against the rules.
But what could they say?
The army of sages guarding the Heavenly Gate was swept away by others. It was unstoppable.
In front of the Sky Stairwell, a group of people climbed up from the ground. They were still muttering and cursing. Those bastards.
"Commander, should we report this?" Some people were dissatisfied and wanted to complain.
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