Coming Back Again

After eating, Ye Chuan and Qianshuang took a shower and planned to enter the Tianxuan Continent.

"Are you going in your pajamas?" Ye Chuan asked upon seeing Bai Qianshuang wearing his clothes.

"..." Bai Qianshuang looked down, temporarily unable to see her toes.

Hmm...

She really had forgotten to change.

Soon, Bai Qianshuang changed back into her white robes, making her aura appear even more cold and aloof.

"I'm ready," Bai Qianshuang said after touching her ring.

They could go back now.

"Let's set off then." Ye Chuan chuckled softly and took out his phone.

Tianxuan Continent, start—

...

His vision went black.

When he opened his eyes again, a fresh breeze blew against his face.

After a long time, Ye Chuan had returned to this land.

Beneath his feet were white jade steps shrouded in mist and clouds; looking up, he saw the mountain gate of the Yuxu Sect.

It had only been a short while since he last saw the Yuxu Sect. The sect that was once nearly exterminated had now been completely reborn, becoming a top-tier faction in the entire Eastern Hua Divine State that no one dared to underestimate.

The thousand-foot-tall mountain gate was carved from a single massive piece of Heavenly Mark White Jade. The surrounding spiritual energy was drawn over, condensing into a visible sea of spiritual mist above the gate.

On both sides of the mountain gate stood stone steles, engraved with the names of the Yuxu Sect disciples and elders who had died in battle.

"Exaggerated," Ye Chuan muttered involuntarily upon seeing the current state of the Yuxu Sect.

How long had it been? It was like a complete metamorphosis.

It seemed Bai Qianshuang was quite capable. Letting her act as the Sect Master of the Yuxu Sect back then was the right choice.

Ye Chuan felt that if he had taken over the Yuxu Sect himself, he definitely wouldn't have made it so domineering.

At the very least, he wouldn't have put his mind on the sect.

For those kinds of things, as long as they were usable, it was fine.

At this time, disciples wearing the standard Daoist robes of the Yuxu Sect walked past on both sides of the mountain path. Each of them had a steady aura and extraordinary bone structure, with at least a Crystallization Realm cultivation base.

Although not as good as the Qingyun Sect back then, it was still pretty good.

The entire Eastern Hua Divine State knew that the Yuxu Sect was able to soar into the sky in such a short time entirely thanks to this cold and otherworldly Sect Master Bai, as well as a mysterious person who carved out a path to the top single-handedly.

"It's the Sect Master..."

"And..."

When the disciples guarding the mountain saw the two, they first bowed to Bai Qianshuang, their voices full of heartfelt reverence. When they looked at Ye Chuan, they didn't dare to show the slightest neglect, respectfully calling out:

"Senior Ye."

Everyone in the sect knew that this senior was the person Sect Master Bai held dear to her heart, and the greatest fortuitous encounter that allowed the Yuxu Sect to have its present glory.

"Did anyone from that Holy Land come today?"

"Not yet."

"Mm."

Bai Qianshuang nodded slightly, leading Ye Chuan all the way through layers of palaces into the Sect Master's Hall at the peak of the mountain.

"How did you do it? I haven't been away from the Tianxuan Continent for that long, have I?" Ye Chuan asked curiously.

He went to the Aether Continent, and then to the weird world. The flow of time in the real world was different, so logically speaking, he hadn't been gone for long.

"It's been a while," Bai Qianshuang said. "I returned to Tianxuan half a year to a year ago."

Half a year to a year?

Ye Chuan was stunned.

How strange...

After entering the Sect Master's Hall, the furnishings inside were simple and not extravagant. There were still many sect scrolls waiting to be processed piled up on the desk. Presumably, Qianshuang usually worked day and night here, with little free time.

When only the two of them were left in the hall, Ye Chuan leaned back in his chair and asked casually:

"When will the people from those Holy Lands come over again?"

Bai Qianshuang walked to his side, her fair hands gently brushing over the scrolls on the desk, a faint layer of solemnity appearing between her brows.

She shook her head, a trace of imperceptible concern in her cold voice:

"It's still unclear for now. Those Holy Lands have inheritances lasting tens of thousands of years, and their foundations are unfathomable. They definitely won't let this go easily. It's just that they always act unpredictably, and no one can figure out their movements."

Bai Qianshuang also knew the gap between the sect and a Holy Land.

But since she was the head of the Yuxu Sect, it was absolutely impossible for her to abandon the sect.

Bai Qianshuang buried her face in Ye Chuan's shoulder, seemingly relaxing a bit. "If they come out in full force next time, the Yuxu Sect... might face the danger of annihilation."

This was what Bai Qianshuang did not want to see.

Today's Yuxu Sect was already one of the top factions in the Eastern Hua Divine State. These days, she had racked her brains, madly consolidating the sect's strength while laying down heavy defenses, all to deal with that thunderous strike that could fall at any time.

It was hard, too hard.

The current difficulty was not much lower than restoring the sect.

Ye Chuan pondered.

The strength of a Holy Land was very strong. After all, cultivators at the Mahayana Realm could be casually brought out from the Taichu Holy Land. Although Ye Chuan wasn't afraid of the Mahayana realm, if experts above that came, Ye Chuan couldn't say he could easily handle them.

"Let me think..."

Since it was a Holy Land from the Northern Hua Divine State coming to cause trouble, he might as well go ask the Taichu Holy Land.

Anyway, he had also gotten to know the Holy Son of the Taichu Holy Land, Ji Lingxuan, when he repaired that cauldron last time.

"Since we don't know when they'll come... well, I'll go back to the shop in Xuanjing City first."

Ye Chuan looked up at Bai Qianshuang and smiled.

"If those people really come, I'll teleport back immediately."

The solemnity in Bai Qianshuang's eyes dissipated a bit. The aloof Sect Master of the Yuxu Sect obediently nodded at this moment. "Ye Chuan, then be careful."

"Don't worry, if I want to leave, no one can keep me."

With a movement of his body, Ye Chuan instantly disappeared from the Sect Master's Hall.

...

The long street of Xuanjing City was still bustling with voices, and the sounds of hawking and cultivators chatting and laughing were endless.

As one of the prosperous main cities in the Eastern Hua Divine State, there was never a shortage of cultivators coming and going here. And the most famous place on the entire long street was none other than the shop at the end of the street hanging the plaque Number One Blacksmith Shop in the World.

It was just that people heard the boss hadn't opened the doors for a long time, seemingly out wandering.

At this moment, Ye Chuan's figure landed in front of the shop. He looked at the shop in front of him and directly reached out to open it.

The door was pushed open, and the layout inside was similar to before.

Before Ye Chuan could make a sound, he saw a small figure rush out from the inner room like the wind!

Furry fox ears swayed on top of her head, and a fluffy fox tail wagged happily behind her.

"Boss!"

Before Ye Chuan could see clearly, he found a figure throwing herself into his arms.

Hu Li.

The fox demon slave he had bought back then.

Hu Li called out crisply, her small arms tightly hugging his waist, rubbing her cheeks against his clothes, full of unconcealable reliance and joy.

Ever since Ye Chuan left, she had guarded the door every day, counting on her fingers and longing for him to come back.

Although she would occasionally visit the Yuxu Sect, she wasn't familiar with Bai Qianshuang after all, so she didn't know when Ye Chuan would return either.

"Boss!! You're back!" Hu Li looked up, the tip of her nose slightly red, but her eyes curved into a smile, and the tail behind her wagged even more happily.

"I've been waiting for boss to come back every day. I've been watching the shop really well!"

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