White Rose, Red Rose
The man's laughter sounded off, and Wang Xuan wondered if it was a sign of his strong protective instincts, perhaps involving his sweetheart.
Of course, the premise is that he had a preconceived notion and seriously suspected that the man and woman were related to the demon lord, and might be her parents who had sneaked back to the human world ahead of time!
"Tell me again," the man's shadow on the wall said, still smiling, but it had already made Wang Xuan's heartstrings tighten slightly.
He pulled out the God Slaying Banner, which startled the Round-faced girl. She thought to herself, "Are you just showing off your big sword here? What are you thinking, facing Super Peerless!"
Wang Xuan used the flag to cover his mouth, activating the golden patterns to protect his spiritual realm, preventing his mouth from bluntly uttering the truth.
Otherwise, this man looks a bit fierce, and given the issue of his daughter, his mindset is difficult to deal with; he might even beat up Wang Xuan.
But he had to say something, so he said, "Sister Yanyan is a very nice and gentle person. Not long ago, she even took me to outer space to visit an ancient spaceship and explore extraterrestrial civilizations together."
"Gentleness, travel together, together, what do you want to say to me?" The man's shadow on the wall swayed slightly as he asked.
At this moment, the Ghost Monk and the Little White Tiger, with their eyes closed and noses focused on their mouths, remained completely still. These two, who were so incompatible, were now as still as fallen leaves, as if they had passed away peacefully.
Wang Xuan had a headache. Had he really encountered a father with a strong protective instinct? Well, not exactly old, Super Peerless, probably in his prime, with a fiery temper.
"What I'm trying to say is that although Sister Yanyan is exceptionally beautiful and has few rivals, she also has a gentle and soft side. She's kind to everyone, which may be related to her upbringing. After her parents left, she often felt melancholy, dancing to the moon, missing her loved ones and longing for her parents..."
Wang Xuan racked his brains, trying to create a persona for the Demon Lord, trying to make him seem as sentimental as possible. Moreover, the root of all the problems was the departure of his parents. He wanted to make this old father feel heartbroken and frustrated, and it would be best if he went away to reflect on his actions and stop bothering him.
"Are you talking about the Demon Lord? I have a feeling that every time she performs her celestial dance, an entire battlefield will die. When she's gentle, even the most powerful masters will panic. If she's sentimental, it's probably because her strength hasn't yet reached the pinnacle of the world, right?"
The man on the wall spoke calmly, seemingly unaffected by Wang Xuan's words, and even appeared to see right through him.
Sure enough, the man on the wall spoke again, "Kid, you've got a black heart!"
Then, one of his arms emerged from the wall, still in shadow form, and patted Wang Xuan on the shoulder, almost knocking Wang Xuan into the ground.
"Alright, don't scare the child." The woman on the wall spoke, stopping him and pulling the arm back onto the wall.
Wang Xuan pondered whether these two people were indeed the Demon Lord's parents. They seemed to fit the bill, but he feared there might be a trap, a deliberate attempt to mislead him.
"How are things between you and Fang Yuzhu?"
What are you talking about? These two actually care about this issue. Weren't you just talking about the heartless little cotton-padded jacket?
Wang Xuan was filled with suspicion. Were these two really Yanyan's parents? Were they really the Super Peerless couple he had guessed they were?
"Sister Yuzhu is really nice. Like Sister Yanyan, once you get to know them, they are both very easy to get along with. They don't have any airs of Transcendent Immortals. They are gentle, proper, generous, and dignified. They both like to cook. I have tasted the dishes they made themselves, and they are truly... heavenly delicacies, celestial treasures!"
Wang Xuan continued to test the waters on his path of reckless self-destruction, all he wanted to know was what connection these two people had with the two peerless fairies.
The Ghost Monk listened to his utter nonsense, remaining completely silent, determined not to participate or say anything.
The Little White Tiger also showed a strong will to survive, unusually quiet like a cat, its round face drooping as if it had fallen asleep, successfully achieving self-isolation.
"They cooked for you themselves, you're really shameless!" The man's shadow on the wall spoke in a bad tone, clearly in a bad mood.
"Which of the two cooks better?" the woman asked gently and calmly.
"Both are delicious. Sister Yuzhu's dishes are a bit lighter, while Sister Yanyan's dishes mainly feature rare meats and are very elaborate," Wang Xuan said calmly, but in his heart, the melody of "The wind howls and the Yi River is cold" was already playing.
The man on the wall wanted to touch him again! His hand was already outstretched, just about to touch his shoulder, when the woman pulled it back.
"If you had to choose between these two, which would you pick?" The woman on the wall asked this question rather abruptly. How could one even choose?
Despite his reckless pursuit of self-destruction, Wang Xuan never considered these things, as he and the two peerless beauties seemed to be from two different worlds, currently quite far apart.
"I'm asking you a question," the man said.
"My family and friends told me not to make choices." Wang Xuan quickly tried to shut up. He had been misled again. There were residual laws interfering, and the other party was more powerful than he had imagined.
"So, you're saying I'll choose all of them?" the woman said, her shadow on the wall turning to look at Wang Xuan.
"You actually dared to... leave!" The man seemed to have an unfriendly expression and snorted coldly.
With a whoosh, two shadows vanished from the wall and disappeared into the distance in an instant.
"Thank you both for your protection!" Wang Xuan called out from behind, genuinely grateful. Outside the window, the rainy night was pitch black, with occasional flashes of electricity, and the two men had long since vanished.
The Little White Tiger and the Ghost Monk immediately came to life, no longer pretending to be mute, and stopped spouting meaningless nonsense.
"The thunder is so loud tonight; it's a good time to undergo tribulation."
"Yes, it was also the best time to harvest the spiritual elixir, but unfortunately, I didn't see it."
Wang Xuan looked down on the two of them. What were they doing all this time? They were completely unreliable. They had been pretending to be dead the whole time.
"Are they the Demon Lord's parents?" Wang Xuan asked.
The Round-faced girl replied, "I don't know. I only saw them from afar back then, and neither of them ever appeared in person; they were just shadows. It's hard to say."
"That person won't be showing up anytime soon, so don't run around and cause trouble." A shadow appeared on the horizon, at the end of the lightning, and a voice came from there.
In the blink of an eye, they pierced through the rain and ran hundreds of miles away. This speed was truly terrifying, and it was the final warning.
Wang Xuan's expression changed; that person was still alive!
This put psychological pressure on him. The man and woman, holding the Old Covenant Carrier, were so powerful, yet they could not completely eliminate that otherworldly shadow.
Just how strong is he? This mysterious person is suspected of having opened Inner Scenery Realm during his Mortal Period, and now he has his eye on Wang Xuan, wanting to strip him of everything.
This situation sent a chill down his spine. He felt that the pressure was much greater than that brought by Zheng Yuantian. The main reason was that the other party had opened his Inner Scenery Realm without a sound last night, as if the shadow of death could attach itself to him at any moment!
"My strength is still insufficient. In the final years of the mythology era, the world is going crazy. I must become stronger as soon as possible!" Wang Xuan muttered to himself, feeling immense pressure.
The Round-faced girl and the Ghost Monk were speechless. They wanted to say: If you get any stronger, we'll all go crazy. Do you even have a way to survive? You're a person who's almost a celestial being, and you've already surpassed him in the Real World!
Huang Ming just walked in and personally brought a pot of fine tea. He was incredibly enthusiastic towards Wang Xuan and the Little White Tiger. Hearing Wang Xuan's words, he immediately grinned, as if he wanted to cry!
Why? He was repeatedly shocked, and his cultivation regressed instead of progressing, while this "outlier" kept improving.
In fact, this was everyone's feeling. Zhou Qinghuang and Gu Mingxi had also returned from underground and had just finished showering when they heard Wang Xuan's words, which greatly shocked them.
"Sigh, even mythology is dying out, what's the point of thinking so much? In the end, we'll all be starting from scratch," someone said disheartened.
When these things are mentioned, even Qi Liandao, who suffers from schizophrenia, falls silent. He once thought about surviving the Supernatural Winter night, but now it seems unlikely.
Now everyone is gradually accepting reality. In time, they will become Super Peerless. For example, the Mysterious Man in the Earth's Core earth who is half-rotten, and Fang Yuzhu vaguely has the potential to be the Number One Person in the immortal realm, will probably also become a mortal.
Perhaps the strongest can endure for a while, but in the face of the eternal night of the extraordinary, it is ultimately difficult to defy the general trend.
Many people in the teahouse were somewhat dejected and lacked energy, even though the recent epic battle had excited and deeply impressed them.
Now, the thought that all of this will be gone in half a year, that no one will be able to fly or disappear, and that the myths the Vanished weighs heavily on people's hearts.
"The so-called less than a year is now only seven or eight months left," someone said in a low voice. This simple sentence seemed to expose the bloody wounds of all the extraordinary individuals.
Everyone longs for miracles to happen, but the world is becoming increasingly cruel and real, and no one is an exception.
The peerless powerhouses in the immortal realm vie for supreme treasures, naturally in order to survive the harsh environment of the future.
"Even with a supreme treasure, one can most likely only maintain the strength of an Earth Immortal, and their cultivation level will likely continue to decline over time," someone said.
Wang Xuan was not so downcast, and once again asked the Round-faced girl and the Ghost Monk about people in history who had special Inner Scenery Realm.
At the same time, he inquired about realms, such as Earth Immortal, Celestial Immortal, and Peerless Immortal.
Recently, he has been asking people about matters of the immortal realm, but he has been asking about important secrets and high-level issues, neglecting these basic things.
"Human beings can only cultivate up to the fifth Great Realm," the Round-faced girl explained simply, because this was common knowledge in the immortal realm.
The Great Realm are: the Human World, the Carefree Journey, the Master of Nurturing Life, and the Ascension Immortal. Theoretically, each realm has nine stages, or nine levels.
The Ten Stages of the Great Realm is breaking through the limit, while the Eleventh Stage is the cutting edge of mythology!
Earthly Immortals, at the sixth level of the Great Realm of Carefree Journey, are beings who can truly Morning in the North Sea, Evening in Cangwu the evening.
Of course, this so-called travel refers more to spiritual travel, where the primordial spirit departs to visit visitors.
Reaching the Great Realm of Ascension Immortal signifies true immortality. According to the old testament, all those at this level should enter the Great Curtain, which is the Immortal Realm.
Beings at the ninth stage of the Ascension Immortal can be called Demon Saints, Celestial Immortals, etc., which is the level of Quasi-Peerless.
Of course, sometimes, "Celestial Maiden" is used to praise the beauty and unparalleled grace of certain female immortals, rather than referring to their spiritual realm.
Without a doubt, there must be Ascension Immortal have broken through the limits, that is, powerhouses at the Ten Stages. Once such Quasi-Peerless are sublimated to the peerless level, they will be extremely terrifying.
If Ascension Immortal breaks through to the next level, they will become a truly peerless master. This realm is called the Sky Curtain Realm!
This curtain word evolved from the big curtain. When you are in the big curtain, you reach the top of the sky. Once you reach this fifth realm, it is difficult to go up again.
Some people are disheartened, regarding the Great Curtain as a great tomb, a lonely grave, from which they cannot escape. They say that even the most powerful are nothing more than prisoners in a cage, destined to perish with the destruction of mythology. Their lives are too short, like shooting stars streaking across the sky. When the Great Universe Error Correction, they cannot truly retain their strength and cannot live in the mortal world for long.
As for the so-called "Super Peerless", it does not actually completely surpass the Great Realm of Mu Tian. This is the highest realm of the fifth Great Realm, where the primordial spirit undergoes nirvana and rebirth, and the supreme powerhouse has undergone further transformation.
He is Super Peerless who has broken through the limits of the Great Realm of Mu Tian!
That is, a master of the Ten Stages of the Sky Curtain Realm, who is unmatched in this Supreme Domain.
At the Time-Space Bar, the young researcher in a white coat from the Land of the Dead once said that Fang Yuzhu had most likely undergone more than one spiritual rebirth and rebirth.
This means that Fang Yuzhu may be a powerful individual who underwent another primordial spirit transformation after breaking through the limit, possibly at the Eleventh Stage of the Sky Curtain Realm, or more than Ten Stages.
"Sister Yuzhu, she's probably a supreme expert at the Eleventh Stage of the Sky Curtain Realm. Even she couldn't completely transcend the fifth Great Realm?" Wang Xuan whispered.
The Round-faced girl shook her head and said, "How can we break through? Living beings have reached their limit at this level. To surpass the fifth Great Realm is as difficult as an ant climbing to the Ninth Heaven. Rather than breaking through to a higher Great Realm, it's more reliable to let the primordial spirit undergo another transformation and step into the twelfth stage, which may theoretically exist or may not even exist at all."
"What about those other treasures? What's the situation with them? What level are they on?" Wang Xuan couldn't help but ask.
That's all for tonight. I'm nocturnal, and my little devil at home was a bit noisy over the weekend, so I didn't get much rest and am completely exhausted tonight. I'll try to sleep in this state and see if I can escape the Underworld Hours.
Thanks to: The Eternal God of Covering the Sky, Night Ends and Dreams Begin to Awaken, Midnight Thoughts Are Hard to Find, and Book Friend 201703305450480, thank you for your support, Alliance Leader!