Yun Qing stood in crimson robes with a spear on his back, still as a deep pool and imposing as a mountain.
At that moment, he was watching his two younger brothers, who had so "distinguished themselves," in the sand pit with a faint, ambiguous smile, a shadowy gleam shifting through his double pupils.
After a long moment, Yun Qing suddenly smiled. That smile sent a chill down both Yun Jinglei's and Yun Baojian's spines.
"So that's how it is. A True Disciple of the Azure Lotus Sword Sect, the Yun Clan's Ninth Young Master... You really have distinguished yourselves." Yun Qing nodded lightly, an unreadable curve lifting his lips, as though he found it endlessly exasperating and amusing.
His fingertips tapped softly against the jade box in his arms. Suddenly, he murmured pointedly, his voice so soft that only a certain "being" could hear him clearly:
"Brother Huang, thanks for the effort... Could you open the door for your elder brother?"
Yun Qing actually had a space born alongside his chaos dao embryo, where he kept quite a few "special mementos" and cultivation resources. But when he entered the Heavenly Origin Platform's trial, a certain "Little Radiant Chick" had sealed it away along with his memories. That was why the penniless rogue cultivator Qing Yun had spent so long "toiling through hardship" on the Azure Cloud Road.
Inside the jade box, that cold, rigid little body seemed to grow... even more rigid.
Immediately afterward, Yun Qing felt the seal blocking off that space rapidly dissolve.
His lips curled slightly. Addressing both his two brothers on the ground, who remained blissfully unaware of the disaster bearing down on them, and the two groups of reinforcements bristling for battle around them, he spoke slowly, one word at a time:
"A True