The Two Ways of Enlightenment

No one responded.

The big yellow dog was indeed not a spirit pet.

The big yellow dog's expression also sank, and his fists behind his back clenched and unclenched. Finally, he comforted himself:

"It's okay, kids say silly things while playing."

After that, it spoke again:

"My name is Vast, full name Vast Quasi-Emperor, of course you can also call me Vast Great Emperor, anyway soon."

Chen Xi frowned, her eyes kept sizing up the big yellow dog, really not feeling the aura of a quasi-emperor, and looked at Xu Zhen.

Xu Zhen nodded at her, proving that what was said was true.

At this point, Chen Xi couldn't hold it in anymore. The corners of her mouth opened in surprise, she was stunned for a moment, stammering:

"Dao...dao friend."

The great sages and quasi-emperors usually address each other as dao friends. Having spoken incorrectly earlier, she naturally had to take the initiative to respond now. She just really didn't expect to address a dog as her dao friend.

The big yellow dog waved his hand with a slight laugh: "It's alright, it's alright."

This was Xu Zhen's master sister. Xu Zhen was also closely connected to Chen Xia. It would naturally not get angry, otherwise in normal times, this Chen Xi would have flown back tens of thousands of miles.

The big yellow dog had a surprisingly tolerant temperament whether towards humans or not.

Chen Xi shook her head and said to the big yellow dog again: "This is my Fuyao Immortal Sect’s private matter, I ask that dao friend does not get involved too much."

The big yellow dog turned to look at Chen Xia, then Chen Xia turned to look at Xu Zhen, and Xu Zhen looked at Chen Xi with complicated eyes.

None of them spoke first.

Awkward.

"Master sister, I don't want to go back yet for now, I’ll return to the Fuyao Immortal Sect myself in the future, okay?" Xu Zhen said.

Chen Xi looked between her and Chen Xia for a moment, sighed, and pinched the bridge of her nose in distress:

"I never force you. I also feel that a future great emperor should not be coerced, but should be aloof and supreme existences. It's just that the Fuyao Immortal Sect really needs a backbone right now."

"I can’t support the Fuyao Immortal Sect for much longer as a second stage great sage. A second stage great sage is definitely not enough. In addition, the contradictions between the immortal realm and other realms are increasing. Perhaps interface wars will break out later, at which time the Fuyao Immortal Sect will be more passive ..."

Chen Xi didn't say anything more. Her eyes that were like the great sun lowered slightly, the eyelids drooping, no longer like the dawn, more like dusk, softly saying:

“Go if you really have something to do, but at most three thousand years, you must return to the Fuyao Immortal Sect, because the Fuyao Immortal Sect really needs a great emperor."

She was never harsh, always discussing with Xu Zhen, because she was Xu Zhen’s master sister, Xu Zhen’s guardian. It should be so.

Xu Zhen nodded her head and bowed deeply to Chen Xi: “Thank you, master sister!"

She seldom showed such respect to someone, which showed her true admiration for Chen Xi.

"Let's leave it at that. I won't stay any longer either. The immortal realm monks still need me to lead, otherwise that bunch of useless nobodies can’t support the roof. Keep this safe, it can save your life at a critical moment."

After Chen Xi finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and a golden light flew towards Xu Zhen. Pure light fell on her, it was Chen Xi’s great sage true meaning, enough to severely damage a quasi-sage's secret arts.

Having done this, Chen Xi didn't say goodbye either, her body flashed and she left.

Xu Zhen still had a complicated expression, head lowered in low spirits.

Chen Xia naturally wanted to comfort her. He got up, walked around, and said:

"When the realm is settled, I'll return to the immortal realm with you, to revitalize Fuyao Immortal Sect together."

Xu Zhen nodded slightly and whispered: "Well, good."

To her, although Fuyao Immortal Sect was not as important as Chen Xia, it still occupied a place in her heart.

This was like the difference between the heart and limbs.

You can still live without the limbs, but how many regrets would there be?

Xu Zhen found her "heart" but didn’t want to lose the "limbs".

Was she too greedy?

Xu Zhen shook her head.

No.

She would protect both Chen Xia and Fuyao Immortal Sect very well.

After leaving Little Star Dust, Chen Xi stepped onto the Great Death Realm on her way back to the immortal realm territory to inspect the surroundings.

On the way, she occasionally sensed some great sage auras, all good intentioned, some of whom Chen Xi even knew.

Seeing this scale, it seemed that the battle for the Ash Emperor's fate this time would be an extremely spectacular and tragic fight, after all there was only one chance to become an emperor.

Fortunately, her own emperor path had long been cut off, so there was no need to fight.

Chen Xi smiled bitterly to herself in consolation and continued walking among the stars.

The Great Death Realm was bleak and lifeless, completely contrary to the meaning of Chen Xi’s name.

This was not dusk, not twilight, but true lifelessness, contrary to Chen Xi's path, making her a little uncomfortable, but still bearable.

Just then Chen Xi’s steps suddenly stopped as she stood between the dim stars, and the eyes like the great sun lit up as she looked up at the sky and asked in a deep voice:

"Who is it?"

"Not bad for a second stage great sage to notice so quickly." A laugh came, and a figure emerged from the dim sky. He was wearing pitch-black robes with the word "Four" written on them.

Chen Xi didn't reply, raised her hand and patted forward.

Behind her -

The sunrise!

"Useless. The formations have been activated, refining is also in preparation. The dao ancestors used several hundred thousand years to prepare this, who knows how many techniques are contained, you great sages and quasi-emperors cannot escape."

The Four Character Taoist shook his head, then raised his palm upwards. In it was a tiny silhouette exactly alike Chen Xi!

"Now trapped in formations, already hopeless to escape, just wait for obliteration!"

Bursts of magnificent aura erupted from the Taoist's body, rushing straight for the heavens. His hand clenched again to take Chen Xi’s tiny silhouette, the surrounding thousand miles of heaven and earth solidified to form its own heaven and earth. He said deeply:

“I shall attain the Heaven’s Way!”

The fight here would be unknown to anyone.

Chen Xi's expression was blank. Behind her since the sunrise were countless light ray rivers unfolding.

She had comprehended two ways.

One was the Heavenly Light Way from Chen Xi’s dawn.

The second was the Rebirth Way from Chen Xi’s twilight.

How laughable that this Taoist claimed to be the Heaven's Way here.

"Open!"

She shouted lowly.

Immediately, the entire heaven and earth was filled with brilliant dawn light! The Opening of the Great Death Realm had finally reached the broadest period.

Thus nine more cultivators were added to Little Star Dust.

Nine great sages.

Wang Yangzi was stunned, really not knowing what to say.

"Come, count off!" the big yellow dog shouted.

"One, two..."

They really began counting.

Everyone was silent, not knowing how to start.

"This is your Brother Xia," introduced the big yellow dog.

"Brother Xia!" responded the nine great sages. This was Chen Xia's escort party.

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