As the two entered, a series of indecipherable sounds came from within the hall.
Ling Qingzhu, who had been secretly watching from the shadows, had long since flushed crimson.
But just as she wanted to continue peeking from the side,
she felt as though something had restrained her body.
When she came back to her senses, she realized that she had actually arrived.
A month quietly passed.
When Fu Ye walked out of the hall with a contented stretch, he saw Ye Sining and Ling Qingzhu, master and disciple, lying on the bed in deep sleep.
Fu Ye stood atop Taiqing Hall of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace and raised his eyes toward the higher heavens.
Yet the faint dark clouds emerging at the horizon made him frown slightly.
"Those lackeys of the Alien Demon Tribe in the Yuan Sect are finally going to make a move against the other factions of the Eastern Xuan Region?"
"But they seem to think far too highly of themselves."
Times had changed.
The strongest person in the Yuan Sect now, the First Elder, possessed only the strength of a half-step Reincarnation Realm expert.
Moreover, they merely possessed a tiny amount of the demonic qi held by the alien demons. In Qing Zhi's eyes, such cultivation was nothing more than a pile of useless ants.
The story of the Tian Xuan Continent was now nearing its end.
As Ying Huanhuan's strength broke through, she gradually recalled the memories from before her reincarnation.
Of course,
her memories from this life still took precedence, while her past life was ultimately just her past life.
Compared to the original work, Lin Dong, the Child of Destiny of this world, had been greatly weakened.
Yet his future remained exceedingly bright.
Over the coming period, barring any surprises, Lin