Just as Yang Xuan was rushing to the capital, in the Penglai World, Ming Huaqing stood respectfully in front of the Qingyun Hall of the Blue Cloud Sect, looking at the man standing in front of him with his hands behind his back.
He still clearly remembered the scene when the man walked out of the Qingyun Secret Realm three days ago.
Where he stood, the void trembled.
"Ming Huaqing!" A faint voice sounded in his ears.
Ming Huaqing shuddered and hurriedly took two steps forward. He lowered his body and said, "Sect Master."
"How are the preparations?" Yang Xuan did not turn around. His gaze seemed to have penetrated an unknown space and landed somewhere.
"Everything is ready," Ming Huaqing bowed and answered.
Yang Xuan nodded and said indifferently, "Everyone, don't let your guard down during this expedition. You must be cautious."
Asura, who was at the side, wanted to say something but hesitated. He couldn't help but say, "Sect Master, that place is a mortal world. With our strength, we can definitely conquer it easily."
Yang Xuan shook his head slightly. "Things are different now. When technology reaches a certain level, even mortals can kill gods."
After saying that, he stopped explaining, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"You and I have reached the peak of the Void Refinement realm in different ways. Now is the time to compete."
…
In the capital.
No matter how the outside world changed, the ordinary room in front of him remained the same.
Yang Xuan looked at the slightly aged old man in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
The old man pushed the teacup in front of him forward and said with a smile, "Have some tea!"
Yang Xuan did not stand on ceremony. He sat opposite the old man, picked up the teacup, and drank it in one gulp.
The old man smiled and shook his head. "I haven't seen you for 20 years, but you haven't changed at all."
Yang Xuan also smiled. He put down the teacup and said, "I took half of these tea leaves with me when I left."
The old man laughed out loud, and he suddenly felt as if he had met an old friend. This feeling was extremely subtle, like a clear spring that poured into his heart.
It must be known that with the old man's current status, no one dared to sit on the same level as him. Now that he had an old friend like Yang Xuan, the feeling was too wonderful.
"Alright, I'll give you half." The person smiled and nodded.
The two of them stopped talking and sipped their tea in silence. After an unknown period of time, the old man suddenly asked, "Is it time?"
"We're here!" Yang Xuan nodded. "It won't take more than two months. Are you ready?"
The old man followed Yang Xuan's example and drank the tea in his hand in one gulp before saying, "We have been preparing for twenty years, just waiting for this battle."
"That's good." Yang Xuan nodded and stopped talking.
The old man poured more tea for Yang Xuan and said, "I haven't thanked you yet."
"Thank me for what?" Yang Xuan asked.
"If it weren't for your gene evolution fluid, I might have died a long time ago." The old man didn't try to hide anything.
"You're welcome." Yang Xuan drank the tea in one gulp and looked over with a smile. "I'm afraid that thanking me is secondary."
The old man laughed.
Yang Xuan shook his head helplessly and took out a USB flash drive from his pocket. He placed it on the table and said, "This is the core technology of the gene evolution fluid."
The old man's breathing quickened and he reached out to take it.
However, Yang Xuan's hand didn't leave the USB flash drive.
"I have a request." Yang Xuan looked at the old man and said.
"What is it?" The old man's face turned serious.
For Yang Xuan to bring it up at this time, it definitely wouldn't be a simple matter.
"I want you to do something for me …"
The door was closed. Other than the old man and Yang Xuan, no one knew what they talked about that day. The people guarding outside only knew that they talked for a very, very long time.
When they left the capital, Yang Xuan looked at Li Na who was sitting in the front passenger seat on the new anti-gravity car and suddenly asked, "How long have you been following me?"
Li Na was slightly surprised and said, "General, it's been 21 years."
During these 20 years when Yang Xuan was in seclusion, she never left Mount Yunwu. She had always been by Yang Xuan's side to protect him. It could be said that she had done her best.
"21 years." Yang Xuan sighed with emotion. "I've kept you by my side for 21 years, but I haven't given you anything."
Li Na shook her head and said, "General, to be able to accompany you for 21 years is my good fortune."
Yang Xuan smiled and suddenly took out a thin booklet and threw it at her.
"For you!"
Li Na looked at the booklet with a puzzled expression. The words "Secret Manual of Tian Lun" on the cover immediately entered her eyes.
"This is …?" She didn't understand.
"It's a secret manual, a top-notch one." Yang Xuan explained.
He wasn't wrong. This Secret Manual of Tian Lun was one of the top-notch secret manuals of the Human Pearl Little Snow. If cultivated seriously, one could reach the Celestial Realm, and finally reach the realm above the Celestial Realm — the Transcendence Realm.
It must be known that even on the Martial God Star, no one had reached the Transcendence Realm.
Li Na's gaze didn't stop at the secret manual in her hand. She just stared at Yang Xuan and asked, "You want to leave?"
Yang Xuan nodded and then shook his head. "Leave, or die here."
After a pause, he explained, "He's very powerful, much more powerful than I imagined. I don't have any assurance in this battle."
Li Na hesitated for a moment, wanting to say something but hesitating. However, she still asked in the end, "Can … can you take me with you?"
Yang Xuan stared blankly. Looking at Li Na's somewhat sorrowful eyes, he vaguely discovered some feelings hidden in the heart of this extraordinary woman who had always been by his side.
He sighed slightly and gently shook his head.
Li Na slowly closed her eyes and then opened them again. However, she held the secret manual in her hand very tightly, very tightly.
After returning to Mount Yunwu, Yang Xuan locked himself and Hundred Eight in a room. He didn't even let them in.
Outside the door, Little Jing could only hear some subtle sounds — it seemed like they were quarreling.
A trace of worry arose in her heart.
After a long time, the door finally opened. Hundred Eight glanced at Little Jing at the door and said, "He asked you to come in." After saying that, he hurriedly left.
For some reason, Little Jing unexpectedly saw a trace of worry on Hundred Eight's cold mechanical face.
Seeing Little Jing come in, Yang Xuan smiled and gestured for Little Jing to sit in his arms.
After being hugged by Yang Xuan, the worry in Little Jing's heart faded a little. She asked, "What happened?"
Yang Xuan kissed Little Jing's earlobe and said, "It's nothing. It's just that I don't agree with Hundred Eight, but I convinced him in the end."
Little Jing's heart skipped a beat. She got up and left Yang Xuan's arms, asking in a deep voice, "What happened?"
"It's nothing." Yang Xuan looked at Little Jing, whose eyes were wide open, and said slowly, "It's just that I'm not sure, so I let Hundred Eight take you away first."
The room fell into silence. Little Jing's eyes sparkled. In the next second, she suddenly stood up. With a slight movement of her arm, a sparkling and translucent jade-like sword appeared in her hand. Then, she suddenly accelerated and directly stabbed at Yang Xuan's chest.
Yang Xuan frowned slightly. He pinched the long saber with two fingers and asked, "What are you doing?"
Little Jing didn't answer. After she forcefully pulled out the long saber, the silver-white tights on her body suddenly began to change. In an instant, a pair of silver-white wings formed behind her back.
The wings flapped, bringing with them the sound of wind and thunder. The space at the tip of the wings was vaguely torn apart.
"I'm working very hard." Little Jing said with red eyes, "I'm already at the Gold Core Stage, an Earth Immortal."
As she spoke, she raised the long saber in her hand.
The long saber was raised, and wisps of cold air spread out, forming a faint cold mist that enveloped Little Jing.
At this moment, she was like an angel.
"What I'm wearing is the only super-S crystal armor created by the power of all mankind. It can resist the attack of the latest antimatter weapons." Tears flowed down Little Jing's cheeks and wet the ground. "I'm working so hard just to be by your side …"
The wings flapped, and the mist was dense. The unparalleled power oppressed the space, causing cracks to appear in the space.
Yang Xuan sighed. He suddenly stood up and hugged Little Jing in his arms.
The power dissipated, and Little Jing, who had returned to her original appearance, hid in Yang Xuan's arms and cried bitterly. "Let me be by your side, okay?"
Yang Xuan hugged Little Jing tightly. His heart was aching, but his tone was very firm. "No!"
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