"Where am I going?" Mo Lingyun repeated in a daze. At this moment, she suddenly felt that there was no place for her in this vast world.
"I'm going to kill you and avenge my parents." After a long silence, she seemed to have found the purpose of living.
The golden sword swung and the surrounding scenery began to change. However, the two of them remained still.
In the blink of an eye, the scenery beneath their feet turned into a small town with smoke rising in spirals.
Mo Lingyun was stunned because she recognized this small town. This was the place where she reincarnated in this life.
The old man put the hoe in the corner and laughed loudly. "Little Yunyun, look what I brought back for you."
The first person to come out of the house was an old woman. She was holding a dustpan with a smile on her face.
Then, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl came out of the room and said, "Father, didn't I tell you not to call me Little Yunyun? I'm a disciple of an immortal sect now."
"Even if you're the disciple of the Immortal Emperor, I'll still call you Little Yunyun." The old man smiled and took out a handful of wild fruits from his pocket and handed them over.
Looking at the happy scene of the family, Mo Lingyun was stunned. Her figure blurred for a moment.
"They're … not dead?" She stared blankly at the scene beneath her feet and asked.
"No, I'm too lazy to capture two mortals to threaten you. The ones before were just illusions," Yang Xuan said lightly.
Mo Lingyun's gaze fell on the girl's face again.
That face was exactly the same as hers. Even the mole on her chin that could not be seen if one did not look carefully was exactly the same.
"Your Lingyun Reincarnation Technique is called reincarnation. In fact, it's just a forceful possession. I reversed the universe and separated you. Therefore, you have disappeared from the mortal world," Yang Xuan looked at her and said.
Mo Lingyun remained silent. She did not seem to hear Yang Xuan's words at all.
The long sword swung again and the small town beneath their feet floated away like flowing water. It was like turning a turntable. It was the entire Penglai World that was moving, not the two of them.
From the moment Yang Xuan obtained the Xuanyuan Sword, he understood the origin of Penglai.
Penglai Penglai was actually just a small world in the Xuanyuan Sword.
Therefore, obtaining the Xuanyuan Sword was equivalent to obtaining the entire Penglai World.
As for the ancient legend of dragons pulling Penglai, it was actually just nine dragons pulling the Xuanyuan Sword to this universe.
In other words, at this moment, Yang Xuan had truly become the master of this world.
The roulette stopped spinning, and the two of them had returned to the back mountain of the Seven Star Mountain.
Mo Lingyun suddenly asked a strange question, "Why didn't you kill me?"
The golden light dissipated, and the Xuanyuan Sword sank into Yang Xuan's body.
"I was going to kill you, but I suddenly thought of a problem," Yang Xuan said calmly.
"What is it?" Mo Lingyun stared at Yang Xuan.
"Penglai needs a true master. The Immortal Sect also needs a true sect master." Yang Xuan's gaze pierced through the clouds as though he was looking at an unknown place.
"The real master? The real Sect Master? "Mo Lingyun's eyes were filled with doubt.
"The one in charge of Penglai and the Immortal Sect," Yang Xuan explained.
"You seem to be making arrangements for your death?" Mo Lingyun suddenly asked.
"You can say that!" Strangely, Yang Xuan did not object.
Mo Lingyun was surprised and asked, "With your cultivation, there is still someone who can pose a threat to you and make you make arrangements for your death?"
Yang Xuan smiled and said calmly, "Although I am conceited, I am not arrogant. In this world, naturally, no one can cause me harm. However, outside this world, there is another guy. To be honest, I don't even have the slightest confidence against him."
Mo Lingyun was surprised. She found it hard to imagine that someone could make the man in front of her start making arrangements for his death.
"Why me?" After a long time, Mo Lingyun asked this question, "You raped … me. I only have hatred for you."
"When I had this idea, you happened to be in front of me." Yang Xuan said calmly, "Moreover, in the entire Penglai, other than me, your cultivation is the highest."
Mo Lingyun was silent again. After a long time, she said in a low voice, "You saved me just now because of this?"
"That's not it. I saved you because you are already my woman. Although I am a murderous person, I am not bad to my women."
Mo Lingyun closed her eyes and then opened them again.
She turned and entered the straw hut, leaving behind a sentence, "You can go. I want to be alone."
Ten days later, a big piece of news was spread.
The Immortal Emperor Bai Qi was getting married, and the Empress was from the Blue Cloud Sect. She was once the most powerful person in the world — Fairy Lingyun.
Once this news was spread, the entire Penglai was in an uproar.
Countless people brought all kinds of precious gifts and began to gather at the Seven Star Mountain. They wanted to see the Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Empress.
Even in the mortal world, a statue of the Immortal Empress was erected next to the Immortal Emperor Bai Qi's statue. They had also started preparing for a grand celebration on the day of the Immortal Emperor's wedding.
The Immortal Emperor's wedding affected the hearts of countless people.
After hearing this news, the people of the Blue Cloud Sect finally breathed a long sigh of relief and put down the big stone in their hearts.
To be honest, as the last sect to submit, the people of the Blue Cloud Sect had always been worried that Yang Xuan would settle the score with them. But now, they were completely relieved.
Some people rejoiced, while others were wringing their hands.
All the Qi Cultivators who had beautiful disciples in the sect were regretful. They regretted that they had made the wrong move.
However, no one dared to express their dissatisfaction publicly. Not to mention the Immortal Emperor himself, Fairy Lingyun, who was about to become the Immortal Empress, was not someone they could afford to offend.
Seven Star Mountain, the Immortal Emperor's bedroom.
Yang Xuan looked at Mo Lingyun, who was wearing a bright red dress, and suddenly said, "The wedding is in a moment. Why haven't you taken the initiative to let me undo the seal on your cultivation?"
"You will undo it." Mo Lingyun said softly.
Yang Xuan chuckled and suddenly extended a finger.
Mo Lingyun felt that some kind of shackles in her body began to melt, and her long-lost, huge cultivation began to spread throughout her body.
Mo Lingyun breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly froze.
Just as her strength was completely restored, a brand new kind of power suddenly emerged from her Dantian. After circulating through her meridians for a few cycles, it returned to her Dantian and quieted down.
"This is …?" She looked at Yang Xuan in confusion.
"This is my power." Yang Xuan explained, "It's enough to support you to perform seven Yin-Yang Samsara Tribulations."
"Yin-Yang Samsara Tribulations?" Mo Lingyun carefully savored the strange memory that flowed into her mind.
After a while, there was a touch of horror in her eyes.
After exhaling a long breath, she slowly said, "Now I know that it's not an accident that you can be called the Emperor of Penglai. The strength you show in front of the world is just the tip of the iceberg."
Yang Xuan smiled and did not answer Mo Lingyun's words. Instead, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked Mo Lingyun's delicate and smooth face.
Mo Lingyun did not dodge and just looked at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan withdrew his hand and said lightly, "The time is up, let's go."
As soon as his voice fell, a loud shout came from outside the door, "The auspicious time has arrived, please invite the Immortal Emperor and Immortal Empress."
In an instant, celestial music filled the sky.
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