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When Chen Qing found Biluo, she was standing before her Azure Heaven Palace, staring coldly at the Mother Nest before her. Even when Chen Qing approached, her gaze did not change in the slightest. "Finished?"

The moment he reached Biluo's side, her icy voice came. Chen Qing nodded beside her. "Tilina's cultivation time is uncertain, but we can begin."

After receiving no response from Biluo for a long while, Chen Qing turned to her fair face. "Although I don't want to explain, it really isn't what you think."

"When I was on the Mother Ancestor Planet, I also watched in this direction for countless eras. I just never expected that one day, I would personally watch her grow stronger."

Rarely seeing Biluo say so much at once, Chen Qing turned toward her curiously without interrupting her thoughts. "Teacher didn't have the Original Ancestor's talent. She merely led us to grow through battle after battle. It was only when the Original Ancestor stepped forward that the Human Race truly became stable. Unfortunately—"

Though she did not say the rest, Chen Qing understood. There was no need for him to dwell on it either. He placed both hands on Biluo's shoulders and turned her toward him, looking into her silver eyes. "Give me ten eras, and I'll give you back a whole teacher."

This was the first time Chen Qing had made such a promise in person. Biluo's eyes widened, and just as she was about to speak, a pair of thick lips sealed away all her words!

After savoring her fragrant lips for a while, Chen Qing felt Biluo's divine body soften. Just as his hands were about to quicken their assault, "Hiss!"

Chen Qing opened his mouth, and the wound on his lips quickly healed. A cooked duck, yet her