Delivery to Your Door

Since Qianshuang was already prepared to take revenge on the Azure Cloud Sect, Ye Chuan naturally had to provide support.

However, before that, he planned to ask that Saint from the Absolute Beginning Sacred Land if he could poach some people to act as hired thugs.

So, when night fell, Ye Chuan immediately entered the Tianxuan Continent.

Tianxuan Continent, launch—

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...

Opening his eyes again, Ye Chuan appeared inside his own blacksmith shop. It was currently night outside here as well.

"Hopping back and forth between worlds, I'm starting to forget what I'm supposed to be doing." Ye Chuan took out his save records and scanned them.

"Hmm... help Saint Ji refine that million-soul demon, and then repair that God-Sealing Cauldron... Although I fixed it in an instant, I have to say it wasn't easy to repair, just to fleece the sheep a few more times..."

"Hmm..."

After simply organizing the save files on hand, Ye Chuan waved his hand, and the palm-sized God-Sealing Cauldron floated above his palm.

[Item: God-Sealing Cauldron * Red-Orange

Heirloom Artifact

Seizes Destiny, Refines All Things]

"Hmm?" Seeing the new quality, Ye Chuan swept his gaze over the God-Sealing Cauldron in his hand, realizing that this furnace seemed pretty decent.

"Wouldn't this thing be pretty good for refining pills?" Just as Ye Chuan thought this, he directly cast copy magic on the God-Sealing Cauldron in his hand.

"Buzz—"

Soon, the God-Sealing Cauldron in his hand split into two.

"Not bad. Since I repaired it, I understand its structure, so copying it was quite easy." Ye Chuan stuffed the genuine article into his pocket and glanced at the replica.

[Item: God-Sealing Cauldron * Dark Gold

Legendary Artifact

Seizes Destiny, Refines All Things (Replica)]

Yeah, that feels right.

The furnace was shattered anyway; the fact that he could return a furnace that looked intact was already quite generous.

"As for the original furnace, I'll use it to refine pills for myself in the future." Ye Chuan put away the God-Sealing Cauldron with satisfaction.

He was simply too kind; ordinary people couldn't even fix this thing.

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Night, deep night. Pedestrians were scarce on the streets of Xuanjing City; only the candlelight of the blacksmith shop remained lit.

Ye Chuan leaned back in a rattan chair, relishing a piece of fruit he was gnawing on.

Not far away, Hu Li was already curled up asleep on the sofa, hugging her tails. Her nine pink tails rose and fell gently with her breathing, and faint snores escaped her nose—a truly charming sight.

This little fox was quite cute when she slept.

However, ever since Ye Chuan gave her that physique, this little girl had improved rapidly. Although she couldn't catch up to Bai Qianshuang, she at least possessed some ability to protect herself now.

Just then, the wind chimes on the shop door tinkled softly, and a slender figure pushed the door open and entered.

"Sorry, the shop is closed," Ye Chuan said, but he raised an eyebrow slightly upon seeing the visitor.

The visitor wore an emerald green dress, the hem embroidered with fragmented silver stars that shimmered like fireflies on a summer night as she moved.

A crescent-shaped jade pendant from the Yaoguang Pavilion hung at the maiden's waist, emitting a faint spiritual glow.

At this moment, she held a palm-sized bronze compass in her hand. The compass needle spun rapidly before steadying to point directly at Ye Chuan, letting out a buzzing tremor.

Qing Ling'er looked up. When she saw that the person sitting in the shop was actually a child who looked five or six years old, her delicate brows furrowed, and her clear almond eyes filled with astonishment.

"Huh? That's not right. The compass clearly located this spot."

Ye Chuan casually wiped the corner of his mouth and sized up the maiden before him.

There were tiny beads of sweat on the tip of Qing Ling'er's nose; presumably, she had traveled in a hurry.

He quickly recalled the owner of this face—the disciple from the Yaoguang Pavilion responsible for intelligence trading, Qing Ling'er. He had ordered a map of the entire Tianxuan Continent from her last time.

Before Ye Chuan could speak, Qing Ling'er stepped closer first. She leaned down to stare at Ye Chuan, her almond eyes full of inquiry.

"Hey, little friend, do you know a cultivator? That person calls himself Ye San, looks to be in his early twenties, has a restrained aura, and spends money lavishly."

As she spoke, she raised her hand to indicate a height. "About this tall, wearing a long robe."

"Ye San?" Ye Chuan raised his eyebrows, deliberately dragging out the tone. Watching the doubt in Qing Ling'er's eyes deepen, he slowly said,

"You are Qing Ling'er, right? I am Ye San."

Hearing this, Qing Ling'er abruptly straightened up and blinked. "You?!"

She subconsciously took a half-step back, nearly dropping the compass in her hand.

She carefully scrutinized Ye Chuan—no matter how she looked, he was just a child carved from pink jade, completely different from the person in her memory.

However, he did look quite similar.

"Impossible!" Qing Ling'er shook her head repeatedly, her tone certain.

"Although I couldn't see the specific cultivation level of Senior Ye San, he was taller than me, absolutely not a child like you!"

"Besides, when Senior traded with me that day, he casually took out one hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones." She paused, then added,

"Senior Ye San purchased a map of the entire Tianxuan Continent from our Yaoguang Pavilion. I came specifically to deliver the map this time."

"You look similar to that Senior; is he an elder in your family?"

Saying that, she took out a scroll made of beast skin that glowed with spiritual light from her storage bag. The edges of the scroll were embroidered with the Yaoguang Pavilion's emblem in gold thread.

She unrolled a corner of the scroll, and the geography began to emerge. Mountains, rivers, and sect powers were all marked incredibly clearly, dotted with fragmented fluorescence like stars in the night sky.

"This is the map Senior wanted. Could you call him out?"

Seeing her like this, Ye Chuan couldn't help but laugh out loud. "That day, I chatted with you about the Demon Sect Saintess, Bai Qianshuang, and then you said that the map of the Tianxuan Continent would cost extra."

Hearing this, Qing Ling'er's pupils constricted abruptly, and the map in her hands nearly fell to the ground.

She looked at Ye Chuan in shock, her lips moving, but she couldn't speak—only she and "Ye San" knew these details. How could this child before her...

Could it be...

"You, you, you, you... Senior, how did you become smaller?" Qing Ling'er asked.

"This is merely one of my incarnations," Ye Chuan said indifferently. "My true self is not in Tianxuan."

Qing Ling'er was stunned.

Could it be that the person before her was an incarnation left in the lower realm by an ascended almighty being?!

"This..."

Seeing Qing Ling'er's dumbfounded look, Ye Chuan reached out his hand, and she obediently handed over the map.

Ye Chuan looked at the content and was fairly satisfied.

"But why aren't the Sacred Lands included on this?"

Hearing this, Qing Ling'er scratched her head in embarrassment, not daring to hide anything.

"Senior, although the Yaoguang Pavilion knows the locations of the Sacred Lands... we really dare not offend them..."

The implication was obvious.

They knew, but they didn't dare to provoke the Sacred Lands.

"Then point them out."

"Uh..."

"What, you're unwilling?" Ye Chuan spoke up, scaring Qing Ling'er into immediately extending her finger to poke at the approximate locations on the map. "Here... here, here, and here."

She couldn't afford to offend the Sacred Lands, but it seemed she couldn't afford to offend this great entity before her either, right?