Caught Red-Handed, Successfully Descending to the Lower Realm!

One year later.

Taichu Immortal Domain, Chaos Green Lotus Realm.

Xuanyuan Che crouched barefoot by the edge of the Creation Pool, splashing water on his face. Behind him, the Twelve-Petal Lotus Throne bloomed with a halo of Chaos light.

The youth reflected in the pool had brows and eyes like a painting, exquisitely handsome. The cinnabar mole at the corner of his eye shimmered with an eerie bloodlight, yet his gaze was so clear it could mirror the starry river of the Nine Heavens.

"Still this handsome."

He casually plucked a stalk of Innate Profound Yellow Grass, bit down on it, and lay back by the pool with his legs crossed.

After leaving the Ancestral Land, Xuanyuan Che suddenly felt the air outside was so fresh.

Back in the Ancestral Shrine, not only was he forced to cultivate day and night by the Seventeenth Ancestor, but the environment was also far too monotonous.

Although the Seventeenth Ancestor was very good to him, staring at a disheveled old man all day would bore anyone, right?

With talent like his, it took a full year just to get approval to escape from the Ancestral Shrine.

If he had to cultivate for a few more years, Xuanyuan Che had no doubt he'd come down with depression.

"Young Master, you've already cultivated the Chaos Physical Body to great perfection in the Ancestral Shrine. It's time to try the Chaos Scripture."

A chubby baby with a sky-scraping bun leaped out of the pool—it was the incarnation of the Chaos Green Lotus. With a bitter face, he held out a Jade Slip, the technique recorded on it enough to drive an Immortal King mad.

Who wants to cultivate?

Xuanyuan Che suddenly clutched his chest, Chaos Qi churning violently around him: "Lian Sheng... I think I've gone into qi deviation..." Before he finished speaking, he fell straight backward.

"Young Master! Young Master, what's wrong!" Lian Sheng was so startled his little pearls of tears nearly fell out, frantically manifesting ten thousand roots to probe. But he didn't notice the hand Xuanyuan Che had hidden behind his back, secretly forming a "Steal Heaven and Change Sun Art"—an ancient secret technique Xuanyuan Che had learned from his Second Sister when he was little.

Nine Heavens Cloud Pavilion.

Xuanyuan Xiaoyao, who was in the middle of discussing matters with the White Emperor Clan Envoy, felt a faint glimmer from the Void Token at his waist.

He glanced at the Cloud Mirror showing his "unconscious" son, a barely perceptible curve tugging at the corner of his mouth: "You were saying, Envoy, about a marriage alliance?"

The White Emperor Clan Envoy, kneeling below, suddenly felt his hairs stand on end, as if being stared down by a primordial beast: "Th-that's right, my clan's Divine Maiden..."

"This Seat recalls..." Xuanyuan Xiaoyao tapped his fingers lightly on the jade table, each sound like a thunderclap exploding deep in the Envoy's Divine Soul, "the Netherworld Clan once said something similar."

The Envoy suddenly remembered that starry sky erased by a Sword Light, and his prostrate body began to tremble.

"It seems those old fossils of your White Emperor Clan still haven't figured out the consequences of offending my Xuanyuan Family. With that, please take your leave."

Xuanyuan Xiaoyao released a sliver of his aura, directly pressing the True Immortal Realm Envoy to his knees with a crash, filling the latter's heart with terror!

Though he was an envoy, he was also a powerful elder from the older generation of the White Emperor Clan.

This time, he had brought many immortal treasures to personally apologize and make amends, even offering up his clan's Divine Maiden.

He had thought this was enough to show sincerity, after all, the offense against the Xuanyuan Imperial Clan was neither great nor small.

Xuanyuan Changkong, an Imperial Son of the Xuanyuan Family, had been provoked by the White Emperor Divine Son while searching for treasures in the Outer Heaven Secret Realm not long ago, and was then casually killed by Xuanyuan Changkong.

And it was precisely this kind of "nobody" that Xuanyuan Changkong remembered.

The Xuanyuan Imperial Clan had something to say about that too.

What status do you have, and what position do I hold!

The mere fact that some Divine Son dared to provoke an Imperial Son of the Xuanyuan Family was reason enough for the Xuanyuan Family to be displeased with the White Emperor Clan!

Wuwuwu, it was my clan's Divine Son who died, and now I have to offer up my clan's Divine Maiden too, and on top of that, the other side is disdainful—losing the battle and the troops, and the troops can't even be given away. Who do I complain to about this bitterness, boohoo.

The White Emperor Clan elder, who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, was now on the verge of tears but couldn't cry.

Yet, kneeling on the floor, he wasn't stupid; in fact, his mind was exceptionally clear. Straining with his mid-True Immortal cultivation to withstand Xuanyuan Xiaoyao's pressure, he forced out: "My White Emperor Clan is willing to swear by the Heavenly Dao, to submit to the Xuanyuan Imperial Clan for eternity!"

"At least you're more sensible than the Netherworld Clan. Swearing by the Heavenly Dao is a bit low-class, but I suppose it's the limit of what you can do.

"Put away those petty schemes and show your sincerity. Tomorrow, I'll send an envoy to White Emperor City for the handover. You may withdraw."

With that, he flicked his sleeve embroidered with gilded dark patterns and vanished into the void.

The pressure gradually dissipated. The White Emperor Clan elder's twitching lips finally went into overdrive after Xuanyuan Xiaoyao left. Not daring to linger, he flickered and vanished into the air.

Chaos Green Lotus Realm.

Xuanyuan Che quietly opened his left eye. Lian Sheng, crying big pearls of tears, was frantically shoving all kinds of Supreme Divine Pills into his mouth as if they cost nothing.

Seizing the opportunity, Xuanyuan Che crushed a Void Breaking Talisman.

A rift tore open in the void, and out dropped a Substitute Puppet that was ninety percent similar to him—a masterpiece Xuanyuan Che had nurtured for half a year with two drops of his heart blood.

"Little Wood, hold the fort for me first. Brothers in spirit!" ⌯＞ᴗo⌯ಣ

"Lian Sheng, keep an eye on this wooden lump~" The youth's fingertip lit up with Chaos Divine Light as he carved a Heaven Deceiving Divine Mark onto the puppet's forehead. Turning into a breeze and dissipating, he didn't forget to swipe the Profound Yellow Mother Qi Cauldron from the bottom of the pool.

"Phew, so the Young Master didn't kick it." Lian Sheng wiped the sweat from his chubby little hand, twisted his round butt to stand up, and let out a long breath.

"Eh, wait!

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"Young master, wait! Young master, where are you going—waaah!"

The little fat kid was about to break down again.

Half an hour later, by the boundary marker.

"Heh heh heh heh!" Xuanyuan Che burst out laughing at the sky.

"I've heard Big Brother and Second Sister say the Lower Realm has the Three Thousand Dao Continents, packed with fun places to go. This young master's going to go have a taste today!"

He'd changed into a coarse linen robe, but that face of his only looked even more stunning against the rough fabric. A passing crane suddenly slammed into a towering divine tree by the roadside, drawing the attention of the Xuanyuan Guards watching the boundary marker from afar. Luckily, the constant flow of passersby kept them from noticing the little brat.

"This won't do." Xuanyuan Che's eyes darted, and Chaos Qi swirled across his face.

A moment later, the boy in the mirror had lost some of his extreme handsomeness, gaining a touch of plainness—not as exaggerated as before. But those eyes still blazed like stars, breathtakingly beautiful.

Falling Immortal Platform.

This was the weakest boundary wall in the Taichu Immortal Domain. Xuanyuan Che pulled out a handful of multicolored World Breaking Talismans, all treasures he'd swindled over the years from his father, mother, big brother, second sister, and every aunt and uncle in sight. Just as he was about to cast the spell, a cold female voice came from behind:

"Little one, where are you off to?"

Eighteen cyan-green chains sealed off all directions. A stunning immortal maiden stepped through the air—it was Ji Liuli's best friend, the Cloud Family Imperial Daughter, Yun Qingluan!

Beautiful. Very beautiful.

Her face was like congealed fat, haloed with a lunar glow; her pupils were like exotic glass tempered with morning dew; ink-green hair spilled behind her head; a cyan dress made her seem cold and aloof, untouched by mortal dust.

She looked at Xuanyuan Che, both wary and... hmm? Why did she seem so gentle?

But in Xuanyuan Che's heart...

Bushigomen! Why this woman?!

What is she doing here?!

How did she recognize me?!!!

Xuanyuan Che's mouth twitched as he cursed his bad luck. This stunning woman appearing at such a coincidence had shattered his flawless plan!

Things had come to this—the situation was urgent, no time to overthink.

When he turned around again, Xuanyuan Che had already put on a face on the verge of tears: "Sister Qingluan, I actually came around here to find some Star Sand to make Second Sister a hairpin..." As he spoke, he pulled a crude wooden hairpin from his bosom and handed it to Yun Qingluan. Star power disguised by Chaos Qi swirled across its surface.

Yun Qingluan's eyes softened. After all, she'd spent plenty of time playing with Ji Liuli and the kid... babysitting.

Plus, with those unfairly good-looking eyes of the little one putting on an expression of being terribly wronged, she didn't bother to examine the wooden hairpin closely. The chains in her grip loosened slightly: "Is that so..."

Faces have their reasons!

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Che rejoiced inwardly.

"But Che'er, why did you cover your face..."

Before she could finish, Xuanyuan Che suddenly moved his hands, hurling out the Profound Yellow Mother Qi Cauldron. The vast Mother Qi pressed down, momentarily freezing Yun Qingluan's movements. He seized the chance to crush the World Breaking Talisman, a smug, wicked smile curling at his lips as his entire form turned into a streak of light plunging toward the Lower Realm.

The Cloud Family Imperial Daughter narrowed her eyes, thought it over, then dismissed the idea of chasing him.

Twelve Heavens Beyond.

Xuanyuan Changkong, who had been hunting down Outer Realm Heavenly Demons, suddenly sheathed his sword. He looked at the Chaos Mark appearing in his palm and chuckled softly: "Little fox."

He flicked a sword intent that attached itself to the hem of his youngest brother's clothes ten thousand miles away. When he turned around, a hundred thousand Heavenly Demons had all turned to ash.

Beside Yun Qingluan, Ji Liuli's figure gradually materialized. Yun Qingluan handed her the wooden hairpin, half amused, half helpless.

The two of them sensed it briefly and were both startled.

Inside this seemingly crude hairpin was hidden a Chaos Array Pattern capable of blocking a peak True Immortal's strike!

"Good kid, not bad skills at all." Yun Qingluan marveled.

"Darling Qingluan, don't be mad. The kid's been cooped up for a while—let him have some fun. When he gets back, we'll teach him a proper lesson!"

If there was anyone Xuanyuan Che feared most, it was this woman in front of Ji Liuli who liked to use whips... chains.

A sly glint flashed in Ji Liuli's phoenix eyes. She pulled Yun Qingluan into a hug and said with a laugh, "First, come with me to get some Northern Nether Profound Ice. I want to carve a new toy for Che'er."

Deep in the Sea of Clouds, Ji Ruxue leaned in her husband's arms and chuckled softly: "You let Che'er go on purpose. Aren't you afraid..."

"Rest assured, wife. He won't die."

"..."

Xuanyuan Xiaoyao raised his hand, summoning the stars of the heavens to lay down three thousand layers of protection along his beloved son's falling trajectory. "Back then, when we snuck off to Immortal Burial Ridge, we were way crazier than this." The Void Token transformed into an ordinary Jade Pendant, quietly tying itself around Xuanyuan Che's waist.

After a moment's thought, Xuanyuan Xiaoyao waved his hand toward the void.

"Xiao Qi, go keep an eye on the kid for me."