How Have You Been?

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"Brother..." Ye Ling finally flew back timidly from afar, "That old man is terrifying... I don't think even the King could beat him, it's not that I'm a coward!"

Qin Yi couldn't help but chuckle, "This time I support your cowardice. But it's so strange, why have you been calling Cheng Cheng 'King' the whole time we've met? Shouldn't you be calling her 'Master'?"

"Because it's wartime, there are rules." Ye Ling looked around as if a military judge was hiding somewhere. "Brother, I feel like the King has been trying to emulate humans. What if one day he really comes up here? Actually, I think staying down in the rift valley is fine... Everyone, please don't fight..."

Qin Yi remained silent, lost in thought.

Any leader with a modicum of vision would not willingly remain trapped in the rift valley in perpetual darkness, especially since Cheng Cheng is a half-human, half-demon, and has an even stronger desire to breathe human air. It could be said that every Cheng Cheng Chengcheng takes forward brings us one step closer to the day when humans and demons go to war.

Past grievances are nothing... but if that day ever comes, that might be the truly irreconcilable one.

However, being a hybrid of human and demon has some advantages. At least the conflict between humans and demons is not as sharp as that between pure demons and humans. In the White Kingdom, it is known that she promoted many human craftsmen, etc., so there is still a certain way to resolve the conflict peacefully.

It's still early. Even though Cheng Cheng has reached the Myriad Manifestations stage, she's far from openly daring to show her face. She might not even be able to handle Li Duanxuan alone. Qin Yi is certain that there are powerful Qian Yuan cultivators among human cultivators, perhaps the Palace Master is one, and there must be some in the Celestial Pivot Divine Palace as well.

I wonder if there's an even higher, awesome level?

In any case, the later upgrades are not as simple as Feng Chuqin Xin. Just for Cheng Cheng to reach the point where she can withstand Qian Yuan, it would easily take thousands of years. She certainly won't act rashly at this time, as it's not yet a critical moment.

I need to improve myself first, and speak with confidence. Otherwise, relying solely on past connections won't really influence any decisions.

He didn't dwell on it and smiled at Ye Ling, "Did you set a deadline for returning this time?"

Ye Ling said, "No, the King knew I was worried about Elder Sister Qing Jun and the others, so he specifically sent me to help. He just said I would go back once the matter was resolved."

Qin Yi nodded. Cheng Cheng was actually a reasonable demon king, at least she considered Ye Ling's feelings. Otherwise, what did Southern Li's life or death have to do with her? He owed her a debt just for this. If Ye Ling hadn't held back the Xiao King, things would have been a real tragedy.

Ye Ling looked around furtively again, then whispered, "Anyway, it won't be difficult for the King to conquer those two countries now. Can I secretly go to Da Qian with my brother?"

"Of course!" Qin Yi was overjoyed. Putting aside how much help Ye Ling could provide now, just being able to spend more time with this stupid snake was an extremely happy thing.

Ye Ling jumped up excitedly, her little face beaming with joy.

Qin Yi, carrying the little girl in one arm and holding Ye Ling's hand with the other, was about to turn and head north. A languid, alluring voice drifted from afar. "Forgot your master after seeing a man? Are you ready to go back and face a few days of confinement?"

Ye Ling froze, stiffening her neck as she turned her head, forcing a smile as she said, "Master... Your Majesty... why did you come up here?"

Qin Yi was even more stiff than her.

He paused for several seconds before slowly turning around.

Not far away, Chengcheng, who had been away for a long Cheng Cheng, floated quietly in the air.

It looked like a human... dressed in white with gold rings, barefoot beneath its skirt. Its jet-black hair fluttered in the wind, creating a strange contrast between movement and stillness in the air.

Her face still held that familiar, alluring smile, her beautiful eyes capable of both anger and delight. Her gaze drifted across his face, revealing a mixture of resentment and rage, as if there were more ripples, gently rippling, impossible to discern clearly.

The two stood silently facing each other, separated by a space of more than ten feet.

Cheng Cheng didn't look at his face much; her gaze lingered on his blue robe, her expression a half-smile. Qin Yi felt as if her gaze had X-ray vision, burning him with a fiery intensity. His old face slowly flushed red, but he remained motionless.

What's with this feeling of being looked down upon...?

Ye Ling glanced at her master, then at Qin Yi, and cleverly realized that although her master was speaking to her, it seemed as if he was actually talking to her brother...

Her brother just didn't know how to respond to her; it seemed that whatever he said would be inappropriate.

They stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity before finally exchanging a single sentence. "How have you been?"

Cheng Cheng's gaze finally returned from the blue robe to his face. She smiled slightly and said, "Ye Ling, get back here. The Demon City has just been pacified, and there are many things to do. We don't have time for you to go out and play with wild men."

Ye Ling, scratching her head, helplessly served as a conversational tool and a punching bag, and flew back to Cheng Cheng's side dejectedly.

Qin Yi said, "Take care. If I have time, I'll visit you in the brand-new Demon City."

Ye Ling sniffed. "Oh."

Qin Yi continued, "East of the Demon City and west of the desolate mountains are very dangerous areas. You've seen the map marked by Minghe's sect; it's all red. There might be many High Antiquity ferocious creatures lurking there, or remnants of power like in the Saint's Demise Desert. If you insist on developing there, proceed with caution."

Ye Ling glanced at Cheng Cheng and said, "Oh."

Qin Yi finally fell silent.

Cheng Cheng gave a silent "heh," picked up the shriveled-up Ye Ling, and turned to leave.

Qin Yi silently watched the two figures disappear for a very long time before shaking his head, picking up the child, slowly turning around, and taking off northward with a handkerchief.

Not far away, there were actually thousands of the Da Qian Army, watching this revolving story unfold like wooden statues, each one seemingly lost in a dream.

What I saw and heard in that brief moment—scenes of Fairy and immortals flying around, incomprehensible conversations, and incomprehensible relationships between men and women—what else could it be but a dream...?

In the sky, Qin Yi sat cross-legged on a handkerchief, with the little girl nestled in his arms. Perhaps she was too young to be afraid, but her big eyes excitedly looked left and right at the blue sky and white clouds. Her chubby little hands even tried to reach out and touch them, but Qin Yi pulled them back expressionlessly.

A sigh came from Liusu's Sea of Consciousness.

With the child by her side, Liusu resumed her Sea of Consciousness.

Qin Yi responded telepathically, "Why are you sighing?"

"I think Ju Yunxiu doesn't need to read those frivolous books. Just retracing the divine thoughts that remain in you is a good story. Some people may not experience as many emotional entanglements in their entire lives as you do in this moment, such as those more than a thousand soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty."

"What kind of artsy post are you making?"

"That phrase, 'How have you been?' is really meaningful. I've thought about it for a long time, and it seems to contain a thousand words, and no other words can replace it."

"Can we talk about something positive? Like Qing Jun's liberation. In a few years, I can travel with her." Qin Yi changed the subject. "I really didn't expect that her ancestor Southern Li Nanli was such a strong Sword Cultivator."

"Having transcended, what is an ancestor? He's just Li Duanxuan of the Penglai Sword Pavilion." Liusu wasn't entirely swayed by his diversion and steered the conversation back to the original point. "You said you'd visit her in the Demon City when you have time, is that true?"

"I'm going to see Ye Ling."

"Tch... when will we go?"

"..." Qin Yi was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "When my strength is enough to talk to her on equal footing, then I will stand in front of her and say, 'How have you been?'"