It turns out that beyond the Chaos, there exists such a vast world.
After saying all that...
Han Xuanji paused, looked at his disciples, and spoke gently:
"In the days I am not here, you must cultivate yourselves diligently and not slacken."
I'm just leaving for a while, I'm not dead. I'll definitely come back for you when I'm strong enough."
Upon hearing this, tears welled up in everyone's eyes, but they forced themselves to hold them back, nodding slightly. The sadness subsided somewhat, but their hearts remained heavy.
They all knew that Han Xuanji's departure meant an unknown period of time before they would meet again. The last transcendent Dao Ancestor had been missing for tens of millions of years, and they couldn't help but worry that Han Xuanji would suffer the same fate.
"From now on, Li Taiqing will make all the decisions regarding the daily affairs of the Mystic Heaven Dao Palace. When major events occur, you should all discuss them together. Do not act impulsively, and especially avoid internal strife."
Han Xuanji spoke calmly, arranging these matters in just a few words.
"Your disciple obeys!"
Li Taiqing was the first to bow in agreement, his eyes filled with determination.
"Master, rest assured, your disciple will not fail in my mission. I will guard the Mystic Heaven Dao Palace well, cultivate diligently, and await your return."
The other disciples also bowed and responded in unison:
"Your disciple obeys!"
Han Xuanji nodded slightly, her eyes full of expectation:
"I hope that when I return, you will all have made good progress, that you will all be one step closer to the Hunyuan Wuji, and that some of you may even break through to the Hunyuan Wuji and become pillars of Chaos."
Just then, Little White couldn't help but rush to Han Xuanji's feet, raising her tear-filled eyes and crying out:
"Master, Little White wants to go with you. Little White doesn't want to leave you."
Han Xuanji looked at Little White, shook his head, and said sternly:
"Nonsense! The journey to the Eternal Continent is far too dangerous, with too many unknowns. I cannot take you there."
He knew in his heart that he hadn't even brought along powerful figures like the Immortal Ancestor and the Supreme Divine Venerable, who Hunyuan Wuji Perfection, let alone Little White.
"Obedient."
Han Xuanji gently rubbed Little White's head, her tone softening:
"You stay in the Mystic Heaven Realm and cultivate diligently with Taiqing and the others. Once I've established myself in the Eternal Continent and increased my strength, I will definitely come back to fetch you and everyone else, okay?"
Looking into Han Xuanji's eyes, Little White knew that no matter how much she pleaded, it would be useless, so she could only nod gently.
"Okay... Little White, be a good Little White. Little White, cultivate diligently and wait for Master to come back and pick Little White up."
Little Gold also came closer, gently rubbing against Han Xuanji's clothes. Its eyes were full of reluctance, but it didn't say much. It just nodded silently, indicating that it would cultivate diligently and wait for its master to return.
Looking at his disciples and spirit pets, Han Xuanji felt a pang of reluctance. He had to admit that after so many years together, he had developed some affection for them.
However, the journey to the Eternal Continent cannot be delayed.
Han Xuanji also feared that one day, a powerful being from outside the Chaos would arrive in the Chaos and wipe them all out.
Only by reaching the Eternal Continent and ascending to the pinnacle can one truly control everything.
Thinking of this, Han Xuanji also told everyone to leave so he could process the information.
He continued his cultivation, hoping to become stronger as much as possible.
Before going into seclusion, Han Xuanji suddenly had a whimsical thought and took a look at Han Yun, a descendant of the Han Household.
Han Yun had ascended to the Immortal Realm at some point, becoming the second ascendant of the Han Household. However, unlike Han Xuanji Spirit Void Heavenly Palace. Instead, he joined a small sect in the Immortal Realm and held a very low position, merely a disciple responsible for cultivating immortal herbs.
Han Xuanji calculated the other party's fate and had to admit that this kid had some of his style. He had been steadily and surely advancing, and ascended to immortality in just a thousand years. Although a large part of the credit was due to the increase in Spiritual Qi in the lower realm, the other party's hard work in cultivation was also key.
After hesitating for a moment, Han Xuanji decided to give this descendant of the Han Household a helping hand.
He separated a wisp of his divine consciousness and sent it to the Immortal Realm.
At the Nine Immortals Sect, atop a sacred mountain, Han Yun was cultivating in a medicinal garden. He did not yet have his own cave abode; in front of him was a medicinal field, surrounded by abundant immortal energy.
Han Yun was dressed in a blue Daoist robe and was very handsome, bearing a striking resemblance to Han Xuanji. Such a resemblance was rare even in a place like the Immortal Realm.
At this moment, a strikingly beautiful female disciple approached Han Yun and said with a smile:
" Han Yun, the sect's secret realm has opened. A few of us plan to go there for some training. Would you like to come along?"
"If you stay in the herb garden all the time, your cultivation will hardly make any progress."
Han Yun didn't even lift his eyelids, and decisively refused in a calm tone:
"No, I still need to cultivate. There will be plenty of opportunities for experience in the future. Right now, consolidating my cultivation level is the most important thing."
A hint of disappointment flashed in the female disciple's eyes, but she did not insist and sighed softly.
"Alright, then I'll go with the others. Be careful."
Having said that, he turned and rode away on auspicious clouds.
Han Yun breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the female disciple's figure disappear at the end of the mountain path.
Suddenly, a gentle laugh rang out in the herb garden, tinged with a hint of teasing:
"Oh? You're quite the composed young man. That female disciple's cultivation is a level above yours. Going with her would broaden your horizons and bring you fortuitous opportunity. But you just refused like that?"
Han Yun's heart tightened suddenly, alarm bells rang instantly, and his Spiritual Qi subconsciously circulated as he abruptly turned around to look.
At the entrance of the herb garden, a figure dressed in a blue Daoist robe stood quietly. His temperament was gentle and refined, but his face was not clear. His aura seemed calm, but it was like an unfathomable abyss, making him not even have the courage to look up at him. It was as if the other party could crush him completely with a single thought.
"Who are you?"
Suppressing his fear, Han Yun asked in a deep voice, secretly forming a defensive talisman in his hand.
He had only recently ascended to the Immortal Realm and knew that the Immortal Realm was full of powerful figures. The person in front of him had appeared out of nowhere and was definitely not an ordinary cultivator. His strength was far above his own.
Seeing his wary expression, Han Xuanji's smile deepened. She slowly stepped forward, her gaze sweeping over him, her tone casual:
"Don't be nervous, I mean you no harm. I was just passing by and saw that you have some of my style, so I came to check you out."
Han Yun frowned even more deeply, his doubts deepening, yet he dared not relax in the slightest:
"Senior is too kind. I am of mediocre talent, merely an ordinary medicine apprentice of the Nine Immortals Sect. How dare I compare myself to you?"
May I ask what brings you here today, senior?
As he spoke, he secretly probed the other person's aura, but no matter how much he activated his Divine Sense, he could not see through the other person's depth. He felt that the other person was like heaven and earth itself, omnipresent yet difficult to grasp.