The Entrustment of Huan Chenxue

For the past six months, Chenyue Tower has been under lockdown. Around Chenyue Tower, there are several guards who are ordered by the leader of the Myriad Gods Sect to guard the Chenyue Tower and prevent Yi Yun from leaving.

As Yi Yun approached on the cauldron, the sheer pressure from the Kanglong Ding alone made the guards feel suffocated.

They had naturally heard what Song Zhanchen had said earlier. They didn't know what had happened, but this was clearly not the time to be curious. Facing Yi Yun, who had returned to Chenyue Tower, they quickly bowed and greeted him, "Your subordinates greet the Sect Leader."

At this moment, they were all filled with unease. In the past six months, they had made things difficult for Yi Yun. If Yi Yun didn't like them, their lives would be hard.

Yi Yun ignored them and went straight into Chenyue Tower.

"Young Master..."

As soon as Yi Yun landed, Duanmu Qingwen came to greet him. She was already happy that Yi Yun had returned, but she never expected that Yi Yun would suddenly become the leader of the Myriad Gods Sect and be so respected by the important figures of the Myriad Gods Ridge.

"Boom!"

The Kanglong Ding landed heavily in the courtyard of Chenyue Tower, filling the entire courtyard.

When she first entered the sect, Duanmu Qingwen also tried to awaken the Kanglong Ding with her own blood. She had a deep memory of the vast and awe-inspiring dragon aura emanating from the Kanglong Ding commanded submission.

"I'm sorry you've had to endure this for the past six months," Yi Yun said as he flew down from the Kanglong Ding. He didn't yet have the ability to absorb the Kanglong Ding into his body.

Yi Yun knew that during the six months of house arrest, Duanmu Qingwen had been by his side and had also endured considerable pressure, given the rumors that he was going to be dealt with.

As Yi Yun's maid, Duanmu Qingwen's fate would likely be tragic if Yi Yun were to suffer. Zuo Yan Xiaoyu serves as a cautionary tale. Some people, unable to retaliate against Yi Yun, might take their anger out on those around him.

Yi Yun reached out and God Descending Tower. Immediately afterward, a figure flew out of the tower and appeared gracefully beside Duanmu Qingwen.

The girl was none other than Zuo Yan Xiaoyu. Upon seeing Zuo Yan Xiaoyu, Duanmu Qingwen was startled. "Xiaoyu, are you alright? Young Master... you rescued Xiaoyu as well?"

Duanmu Qingwen was extremely surprised. She had heard that Zuo Yan Xiaoyu had been taken away by the Song Family and Zhang families, and she thought that Zuo Yan Xiaoyu was probably doomed. But she didn't expect to see Zuo Yan Xiaoyu standing here safely.

"Yes, I killed Song Bowen and Zhang Wuchen, and saved Xiaoyu. Because the murder was something that couldn't be done in the light, I hid Xiaoyu."

Yi Yun offered a few words of explanation, Duanmu Qingwen's mouth gaped slightly as she listened. She naturally understood the situation at the time; saving Zuo Yan Xiaoyu was almost impossible.

But thinking about it carefully, now that Yi Yun has become the leader of the Myriad Gods Sect, such incredible things have happened, so killing Song Bowen and Zhang Wuchen millions of miles away doesn't seem like much.

"From now on, the two of you will live together in Chenyue Tower. If you are interested, you can both learn the martial arts of Myriad Gods Ridge. I need to go into seclusion for a while." Yi Yun said simply. With Yi Yun's current status, Duanmu Qingwen and Zuo Yan Xiaoyu would never be bullied. They would be treated with utmost care and pampering.

As for the cultivation techniques of Myriad Gods Ridge, they were as insignificant as roadside weeds to Yi Yun, who had obtained the <Dragon Emperor Art>, but to Zuo Yan Xiaoyu and Duanmu Qingwen, they were supreme techniques.

Zuo Yan Xiaoyu and Duanmu Qingwen were overjoyed and quickly bowed, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, young master!"

The two of them joined the Myriad Gods Ridge, but only as outer disciples, a world apart from the core disciples. The cultivation techniques they learned were merely the most basic and superficial aspects of the Myriad Gods Ridge. They never expected to have such an opportunity now.

Duanmu Qingwen was incredibly curious about how Yi Yun had become the leader of the Myriad Gods Ridge. However, at that moment, Yi Yun had already flashed and entered the Kanglong Ding.

With the Kanglong Ding, he no longer needed the secluded cultivation room.

At this moment, in the vast space inside the Kanglong Ding, an old man was sitting in a corner of the Kanglong Ding, intently studying the nine True Dragon reliefs in front of him.

Previously, the old snake tore through space, leading everyone from that small world back to the Myriad Gods Ridge. It took nearly a month just to travel through the spatial turbulence.

For the past month, the old snake has been staying inside the Kanglong Ding, studying the Dragon Emperor Art.

He was completely immersed in the laws of the Dragon Emperor Art, almost to the point of self-forgetfulness.

He originally possessed the bloodline of the Viper, and the loss of his ancestral inheritance left the old snake deeply resentful. However, even the ancestral inheritance of the Viper clan was far inferior to the <Dragon Emperor Art>.

However, although the <Dragon Emperor Art> is exquisite, it is extremely difficult for the old snake to cultivate it.

"What a pity... what a pity..." the old snake muttered to itself, "The <Dragon Emperor Art> is a cultivation method for developing life potential, and refining elixirs and relics requires collecting a large number of Divine Treasure. I'm starting to cultivate it now, which is too late... I've lived more than half my life, and my life potential is almost depleted. Moreover, fatally, I suffered a severe injury in the past, which makes cultivating the <Dragon Emperor Art> even more difficult..."

The old snake sighed. He was captivated by reading the "Dragon Emperor Art," but the various limitations within it left him somewhat disappointed.

"Senior, is it possible that you can't cultivate at all?" Hearing the old snake's words, Yi Yun also felt sorry for the old snake. The old snake had worked hard for the <Dragon Emperor Art> for a long time, including the final battle with the Myriad Gods Ancestor, which was entirely due to the old snake. The old snake paid a considerable price for this battle. If he can't cultivate at all, then this old man is really in a bad situation.

"I should be able to refine some, but at most I can only refine one or two tenths. I can't cultivate into a dragon anymore. Being able to complete the 'Viper Chapter' and cultivate the ancient Viper bloodline is already my limit."

The old snake shook his head; perhaps for him, obtaining the <Dragon Emperor Art> was more of a sentimental matter.

"If you need help refining medicinal relics, I can lend a hand. I have quite a bit of experience in alchemy."

Yi Yun said that he was confident he could make most of the pills in the <Dragon Emperor Art> as long as he had the materials.

The old snake chuckled and said, "Not for now, kid. The Dragon Emperor Art is good, but it's for cultivating the physical body and stimulating life potential! Your understanding of the laws is profound, and your Sword Heart is strong, but when it comes to the application of vital energy, you're still lacking. You've probably never come into contact with this kind of method before. Didn't you ask me what Chenxue wrote in the letter she gave me?"

When the old snake asked this question, Yi Yun pricked up his ears. The writing on the letter was in a language that Yi Yun had never seen before, and he didn't recognize it at all.

"Chenxue introduced your past experiences and analyzed the shortcomings in your cultivation. She asked me to teach you the 'Fighting Saint Body.' This girl has her eye on my signature skill."