Preparing to Go Home, Sudden Upheaval in the Heavenly Court

Taking a quiet breath, Qin Fen stood in the silent corridor, the corner of his mouth curling up. "I'm free for Cangjie's matter!" With that, Qin Fen exited the chat and stared gloomily at the sky.

"If that really is your goal, then I'll handle Cangjie's matter. I'll clean up your mess and sound things out while I'm at it. Given your style, I should be able to get another item out of this, right, Heavenly Dao? Heh!" After muttering to himself, Qin Fen adjusted his mood and turned back toward the private room.

As he walked, his expression grew increasingly strange. The Heavenly Dao's intentions were now obvious, but Qin Fen, as a user, was in an awkward position. It had set him up, yet it kept sending him benefits. Why?

Could he really be Ma Liang? Qin Fen curled his lip, wanting only to say one thing: bullshit. But that thought made him realize something he had overlooked. "Three Thousand Lesser Worlds? Heavenly Dao, screw your mother. Ma Liang must have gone to an island nation in the Three Thousand Lesser Worlds. There was spiritual energy there, which was why the creatures he painted could continue to exist. Because of the karma of Immortal-Mortal Separation, it became myth and legend.

A giant serpent?" Qin Fen closed his eyes. He had kept thinking about Cangjie and the Yellow Emperor, overlooking this. Damn it, hadn't he been talking about the Mortal Realm? Otherwise, how could that little notebook possibly not know Dong Re or hostess clubs? That made no sense.

There was something strange about the IDs in the Three Thousand Lesser Worlds! Chef Qin was only guessing for now, but he had already become wary. That was right, the integration was incomplete, so he could not discover anything. But