With everything here settled, everyone left together. Yan Qing held Yaoshi Yuan's hand as they strolled through the secret realm that had just been drenched in bloodshed.
Everyone had been busy these days. Unlike ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators, they did not have decades to grow. At most, they had a hundred days before they had to take part in the next mission, and they had no idea what difficulties awaited them. If the mission failed, they would have to leave Thieves' Den. Having recently amassed a fortune with the help of Treasure Gathering Pavilion and the Guild Creation Token, they would be like a child carrying gold through a bustling market without Thieves' Den's protection.
Of course, Yan Qing still had one way out, but that would amount to dragging everyone into self-imposed imprisonment with him. Unless absolutely necessary, Yan Qing was unwilling to give up Thieves' Den.
Condensing Luck, securing his Dao foundation, cultivating divine abilities, conquering secret realms—while Ying Ru Shi still had to ascend the throne, become emperor, and govern the country, everyone was busy. These days, they had even canceled their daily communal meals. So Dragon Locking True Person was considerate enough to leave as soon as the fight ended, not disturbing the young couple's rare time alone.
Her kindness only earned her the youngsters' gossip, however.
"Do you think Dragon Locking True Person really..."
"It's possible." Yaoshi Yuan analyzed seriously. "Dragon Locking True Person never married when she was young. She spent all her time fighting in secret realms. When she was twenty-seven, the Grand Ancestor founded Zhou Kingdom. When she was twenty-nine, Zhou Kingdom was attacked from both sides by Qi and Liang. In her desperation, she forcibly established her foundation, succeeding in a single attempt. From then on, she became the Dragon-Locking Bodhisattva