The Master of the Reincarnation Sea, Yunmeng, Appears

Ye Xuan slowly sat back down in his chair and let out a long sigh.

"Now that I have lost my cultivation base, my Nascent Soul is gone..."

His voice was very light, yet it clearly reached the ears of the two women.

"So I can only start cultivating all over again."

These words exploded like a clap of thunder in the hearts of the two women.

Wu Lingxiao and Zi Yao raised their heads almost simultaneously, a sharp gleam flashing in their eyes.

Lost his cultivation?

Nascent Soul shattered?

Needs to cultivate all over again?

What did this mean?

It meant that the current Ye Xuan was in the weakest period of his life, the time when he needed help the most!

The two women's heartbeats instantly accelerated. They exchanged a glance, both seeing the exact same thought in each other's eyes. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

In the cultivation world, cultivating was a long and arduous process. Starting over from scratch, in particular, required vast amounts of resources, time, and... companionship.

If they could stay by Ye Xuan's side during this critical period, spending day and night together and facing difficulties as one, their feelings for each other would naturally heat up rapidly.

More importantly, a Ye Xuan who had lost his cultivation was like a blank sheet of paper, ready to be remolded.

A fierce possessiveness surged in Wu Lingxiao's heart.

She imagined the scene of Ye Xuan returning to his peak step by step with her help, imagining the picture of him looking at her with gratitude and saying, "Without you, I wouldn't have made it to where I am today."

At that moment, she would become the most important person in his life, far more important than any title of main wife or concubine!

Zi Yao shared the exact same thought.

She had even begun calculating what kind of resources and what kind of cultivation methods she would use to help Ye Xuan rebuild his foundation.

She wanted to make Ye Xuan understand that she, and only she, was the one who understood him best and could help him the most!

A look of joy appeared on both women's faces in unison.

This joy came from the bottom of their hearts and was impossible to conceal.

Even the humiliation they had just felt from being degraded by Ye Xuan and forced to accept the status of concubines was greatly diluted at this moment.

"Um... Husband."

Demon Venerable Zi Yao ultimately couldn't hold back.

She stood up, swaying her enchanting figure, and slowly walked over to Ye Xuan. Her purple eyes flickered with a soul-stealing light, and her voice became soft, charming, and full of temptation.

"Did you just say you need to cultivate all over again?"

Zi Yao leaned down, her face almost pressed against Ye Xuan's ear, her warm breath brushing against his cheek.

"Although the spiritual energy in this Great Xia Imperial Palace is decent, it is still far inferior to the Elysian Demon Pool of my Heavenly Demon Sect."

"The Elysian Demon Pool is the number one holy land in the Demon Realm. Its waters are condensed from ten-thousand-year demon marrow. Cultivating while soaking in it allows one to progress thousands of miles in a single day!"

A trace of fanaticism flashed in Zi Yao's eyes.

"Why not... come back to the Demon Realm with me? I guarantee to use the best resources and the top-tier cultivation methods to help you reforge your foundation!"

"When the time comes, not only will you be able to restore your cultivation, but you might even take it a step further."

At this point, Zi Yao lowered her voice even more, carrying a sincerity that bordered on pleading.

"Husband, I have waited for you for thousands of years. This time, let me take good care of you, alright?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Lingxiao immediately couldn't sit still.

She stood up abruptly, her phoenix eyes filled with malice as she glared coldly at Zi Yao.

"Hmph, what demonic drivel!"

Wu Lingxiao took a step to Ye Xuan's other side, using her body to block Zi Yao, her voice carrying an unquestionable majesty.

"Most demonic cultivation methods seek quick success and instant benefits, resulting in a hollow foundation. Although the cultivation speed is fast, the future consequences are endless!"

"Husband possesses a Flawless Dao Body and Innate Dao Bones. How could he practice such low-class trash?"

Wu Lingxiao turned around and looked at Ye Xuan, her eyes becoming incredibly gentle.

"Husband, in the Great Xia Treasury, there is an ancient scroll passed down called the Imperial Dragon Control Art. It is a supreme cultivation method that the founding emperor obtained from an ancient ruin."

"This method uses heaven and earth as a furnace, and the sun and moon as medicine. Cultivated to its peak, one can command ten thousand dragons and control life and death!"

Wu Lingxiao reached out and gently held Ye Xuan's hand, her voice carrying a slight tremble.

"As long as you are willing, your concubine will go fetch it right now."

"Not only that, but the Great Xia Treasury also contains countless heavenly materials, earthly treasures, and miraculous panaceas. As long as you need them, your concubine will offer them all!"

The two women stood on his left and right, almost sandwiching Ye Xuan in the middle.

The same light flickered in both of their eyes, a possessiveness that bordered on madness.

In their view, whoever could accompany Ye Xuan during this critical period of rebuilding his cultivation would win his heart and become the most important person in his life!

As for the title of main wife, it no longer mattered at this moment.

What mattered was grasping Ye Xuan firmly in their hands!

Seeing that the two were about to start fighting over him out of jealousy again, Ye Xuan waved his hand impatiently.

"Enough."

He stood up and stood with his hands behind his back.

Ye Xuan's gaze pierced through the dome of the palace, looking toward an extremely distant void. His voice was terrifyingly calm.

"Those so-called 'divine arts' and 'secret manuals' of yours, in my eyes, are too rough even to wipe my ass with."

As soon as these words came out, both women were stunned.

Zi Yao's expression instantly turned ugly. The Elysian Demon Pool was the number one holy land in the Demon Realm, and the Heavenly Demon Art was the highest treasure manual of the demonic path. Both were illustrious existences in the cultivation world, yet they were so worthless from Ye Xuan's mouth?

Wu Lingxiao also had a look of shock. The Imperial Dragon Control Art was the foundation of the Great Xia nation, a supreme cultivation method that countless cultivators dreamed of. How could Ye Xuan despise it so much?

"Now that I have lost all my cultivation, if I want to return to my peak or even surpass my past life, I must cultivate that true forbidden book."

Ye Xuan turned around and looked at them faintly, a near-insane light flickering in his eyes.

"That book is not in the mortal realm, nor is it in the immortal realm."

"It is in a place forgotten by time."

Ye Xuan walked step by step toward the palace doors, his voice echoing in the empty hall.

"Come with me."

The two women exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes.

A place forgotten by time?

Where was that?

But they did not ask further. Because they knew that as long as they could stay by Ye Xuan's side, it didn't matter where they went.

More importantly, they were both making the same calculations in their hearts.

Leaving the Great Xia Imperial Capital and leaving the sphere of influence of the Sword God Palace, wouldn't a Ye Xuan without any cultivation be entirely at their mercy to mold and manipulate as they pleased?

When the time came, they would find an uninhabited deserted island, build a golden house, and lock Ye Xuan up...

Thinking of this, the corners of both women's mouths curled up into a bizarre smile in unison.

Half an hour later.

A streak of golden light and a streak of purple energy intertwined as they tore through the sky. Their speed was pushed to the absolute limit, leaving two brilliant trails in the firmament.

Wu Lingxiao and Zi Yao brought Ye Xuan along, flying all the way to the east.

The astral winds high in the sky were piercingly cold, and the temperature had dropped to the extreme. Ordinary cultivators wouldn't even be able to last a quarter of an hour up here.

Since Ye Xuan was now nothing but a mortal body, he naturally could not withstand such an extreme environment.

Thus, an extremely absurd scene appeared:

The Great Xia Empress, Wu Lingxiao, propped up a golden spiritual energy shield, protecting Ye Xuan within it. The shield was crystal clear, emitting a soft glow that isolated all the astral winds and freezing air outside.

Demon Venerable Zi Yao, on the other hand, was attentively dispersing the clouds nearby, even taking out a few spirit fruits from time to time to feed them to Ye Xuan's mouth.

Every single one of these spirit fruits was priceless, treasures she had hoarded for thousands of years, yet she took them out now without the slightest hesitation.

"Husband, this is a nine-thousand-year-old Dragon Blood Fruit. Eating it will strengthen your physique."

"Husband, this is a ten-thousand-year-old Snow Lotus Seed. It can purify your meridians."

"Husband, open your mouth, ah—"

Zi Yao's voice was so tender it could drip water. Where was there even the slightest trace of a Demon Venerable? She was simply like a caring little maid.

Wu Lingxiao watched Zi Yao's fawning behavior and sneered inwardly.

On the surface, things looked harmonious, but the divine senses of the two women were communicating frantically.

'Wu Lingxiao, the East Sea is just ahead. Once we are out of the Great Xia's borders, the suppression of your national destiny will weaken. When that time comes... hmph, this Venerable will take our husband and fly far away.'

Zi Yao's divine sense transmission carried a hint of smugness.

'You can try. My Imperial Sword has been a bit dull lately; using your demon blood to sacrifice to my sword would not be a bad idea.'

Wu Lingxiao's response was icy cold, and a flash of killing intent crossed her eyes.

'Tch, what are you pretending for? Don't you also want to hog our husband all to yourself? Don't think I don't know you're plotting to take him to a deserted island and build a golden house to lock him up.'

'The feeling is mutual.'

The two Half-Step True Immortals each harbored their own dark designs. On the surface, they were amiable, but in reality, they were both plotting how to shake off the other and monopolize Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan sat within the shield, watching the fleeting clouds outside, a sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Want to imprison me?"

"Want to monopolize me?"

"Heh, what a pair of frogs in a well who don't know the immensity of heaven and earth."

Two hours later.

The three landed on a desolate beach by the shores of the East Sea.

Jagged rocks stood in bizarre formations here, and the waves crashed against the black reefs, letting out beast-like roars. Within a radius of a thousand miles, there was no sign of life; not even a single seabird could be seen.

The entire beach was shrouded in a bizarre, gloomy atmosphere that made one feel inexplicably oppressed.

"Husband, the place you are looking for is here?"

Zi Yao frowned, looking around with disgust. She reached out her hand, sensing the surrounding spiritual energy, and her complexion turned even uglier:

"The spiritual energy here is thin, the yin energy is eerie, and there isn't even a ghost in sight. What peerless cultivation method could possibly be here?"

Wu Lingxiao also had a look of confusion. She released her divine sense, scanning a thousand miles around, but found absolutely nothing:

"Husband, did you remember incorrectly? I have ruled the Nine Provinces for thousands of years, and I have never heard of any secret realm by the shores of the East Sea."

"There is nothing here except for some ordinary reefs and seawater."

A flash of disappointment crossed the eyes of both women.

They had originally thought Ye Xuan would take them to some mysterious heavenly paradise, but it turned out to be such a godforsaken wasteland.

Could it be that Ye Xuan's mind really had a problem due to the immense shock of losing all his cultivation?

Ye Xuan ignored their doubts.

He walked straight up to a half-person-tall, blue-gray stone stele.

This stele looked extremely ordinary, even somewhat weathered. It was covered in moss, its surface pitted and uneven, without any spiritual energy fluctuations. It looked like a stone that couldn't be any more ordinary.

But Ye Xuan stopped in front of it.

He reached out his hand and gently stroked the rough surface of the stele.

A trace of reminiscence and vicissitudes flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes, as if through this stone stele, he was looking at the events of countless years ago.

Afterward.

He took a step back, took a deep breath, and straightened his robes.

Then, Ye Xuan faced the stone stele and shouted in an extremely solemn tone that nonetheless made one want to laugh:

"Open sesame!"

Silence.

A deathly silence.

The sea breeze blew past, rolling up a few withered leaves and making a rustling sound.

The sea waves continued to crash against the reefs, letting out a monotonous roar.

Other than that, nothing happened.

Wu Lingxiao and Zi Yao exchanged a glance, both seeing the awkwardness and worry in each other's eyes.

Open sesame?

What the hell was that?

Could it be that their husband... because he lost all his cultivation and suffered too great a shock, his brain really was broken?

"Husband..."

Wu Lingxiao was just about to step forward to comfort him when she was suddenly pulled back by Zi Yao.

Zi Yao shook her head, signaling her not to interrupt. Although she also felt that Ye Xuan's behavior was very strange, out of trust for Ye Xuan, she chose to continue observing.

Just when the two women thought nothing was going to happen.

Suddenly.

"Rumble!"

A muffled, massive explosion echoed from deep within the core of the earth.

The entire beach began to tremble violently. The black reefs shattered one after another, and the seawater surged into massive waves.

That originally unremarkable blue stone stele unexpectedly split open with a crack right down the middle.

Immediately following that, an indescribable light burst forth from the crevice.

The light was neither gold nor purple, but a grayish-white.

When the light shone on the two women, they instantly felt a piercing chill.

This chill did not come from their bodies, but from the depths of their souls; it was an instinctive fear when facing the unknown.

Space twisted and folded at this moment.

The originally turbulent sea vanished in an instant, replaced by a massive, swirling vortex passage.

The center of the vortex was a stretch of nothingness with no end in sight, connecting to another world.

"This... what is this?"

Zi Yao's eyes widened, and she took a step back in horror.

As a Demon Venerable, her perception of space was extremely sharp. She could sense that what lay behind this passage was not some secret realm at all, much less a heavenly paradise.

Rather, it was a world completely independent of this heaven and earth.

A world that shouldn't exist!

Wu Lingxiao's face also turned deathly pale. She could feel that the spiritual energy within her body, when faced with this passage, was like meeting a natural enemy, trembling madly and wanting to flee.

"Cut the nonsense and follow me."

Ye Xuan's expression was calm, as if he were merely opening the door to go home. With his hands behind his back, he took a step into the grayish-white vortex.

His figure was instantly swallowed by the vortex, vanishing without a trace.

"Husband! Don't be reckless!"

Wu Lingxiao turned pale with fright. She tried to grab Ye Xuan but caught nothing but air.

Seeing Ye Xuan's figure disappear, the two women gritted their teeth. Disregarding everything else, they braced themselves and charged in.

They couldn't let Ye Xuan brave the danger alone!

When Wu Lingxiao and Zi Yao opened their eyes again, the sight before them left them completely dumbfounded.

There was no sun or moon here, nor were there any stars.

Suspended in the sky was a massive, shattered eyeball-like celestial body, emitting a soft yet eerie silver light.

Beneath their feet was a snow-white beach, where every grain of sand was crystal clear, as if ground from the purest spirit stones.

Ahead was a sea. A still, mirror-like silver ocean.

It was too quiet here. There was no sound of the wind, no sound of the waves; even the sound of their heartbeats was swallowed by this bizarre silence.

This was absolutely not the mortal realm.

Even the feeling this place gave them was more ancient and of a higher order than the legendary Immortal Realm.

"Welcome to the Sea of Reincarnation."

Ye Xuan stood not far away, his back to them, his voice exceptionally clear in the silent space.

He pointed toward the silver ocean, a trace of reminiscence in his tone:

"This is the beginning of everything, and also the end of everything."

"This is the save point of the game."

"It is also where she resides."

Following the direction of Ye Xuan's finger,

the two women's pupils shrank simultaneously.

They saw a figure on the calm, mirror-like surface of the sea.

It was a young girl.

She wore a simple white cloth dress and stood barefoot, bending over to pick something up from the shoals.

She had cascading silver hair that fell all the way to her ankles. It swayed gently with her movements, radiating a dreamlike luster under the silver light.

Her skin was pale, so pale it was almost transparent.

Illuminated by the silver light, one could even see what flowed beneath her skin... It was not red blood, but brilliant silver streams of light, like a galaxy of stars.

Even though it was just a view of her back,

the moment Wu Lingxiao and Zi Yao laid eyes on her, an uncontrollable terror, stemming from their very primal instincts, surged from the depths of their souls.

It felt as if they were two mere ants gazing up at a slumbering primordial beast.

No, it was even more terrifying than that.

Because no matter how strong a beast was, it was still just a beast.

But the young girl before them... the aura she gave off was not that of a living creature at all, but of some higher-dimensional existence.

Seemingly sensing the arrival of outsiders,

the young girl slowly straightened her back and turned around.

What a breathtakingly peerless face it was.

Her features were exquisite to the extreme, as if the Creator had exhausted all the beauty in the world to carve them.

Her eyebrows were slender and soft, her nose tall and straight, her lips thin and rosy, and her pointed chin carried a hint of endearing cuteness.

But those eyes...

There were no whites, nor were there any pupils.

There was only a profound, swirling silver nebula.

In her eyes, not a shred of human emotion could be seen, only the vicissitudes of eternity and an indifference that viewed all living beings as mere dust.

Those eyes were like the Heavenly Dao itself.

Profound, vast, and eternal.

When she looked at Ye Xuan,

a ripple suddenly appeared in those indifferent eyes.

Then, this ripple transformed into an incredibly vivid and distinctly human joy.

The corners of the young girl's mouth curled up, revealing a sweet and innocent smile.

Her smile was like the spring sunshine, warm and radiant.

"Ah Xuan, you're here."

Her voice was very light and soft, sounding like a girl next door acting coquettishly, carrying an irresistible intimacy.

Ye Xuan's face also revealed an unprecedented gentleness.

This gentleness was not the perfunctory attitude he had toward Wu Lingxiao, nor the protective desire he had for Bai Qianqiu, and certainly not the coldness he showed Zi Yao.

Instead, it was a familiarity and naturalness akin to an old married couple, a wholehearted and unreserved gentleness.

He stepped forward without the slightest fear, walking straight up to the young girl and reaching out to tidy her silver hair that had been blown messy by the sea breeze:

"Yes, I'm here."

"It's been many years since we last met."

Ye Xuan's movements were very gentle, as if he were handling the most precious treasure in the world.

The young girl tilted her head, her face full of bewilderment and innocence:

"Has it been many years?"

"I don't really feel it."

"I just took a nap, woke up to pick a few seashells, and then you arrived."

Her voice was soft and sweet, carrying an innocence that could melt one's heart.

Ye Xuan smiled faintly, a trace of doting and helplessness flashing in his eyes. He reached out to take the seashell and examined it closely.

This seashell looked very ordinary, but Ye Xuan knew that sealed within this tiny shell was a complete Great Thousand World. Within that world were billions of living beings, the rise and fall of countless civilizations, and innumerable tales of love and hatred.

Yet Yun Meng merely treated it as a pretty ornament.

"Of course you don't feel it."

Ye Xuan gently stroked Yun Meng's silver hair, a hint of helplessness in his voice:

"Because you are Yun Meng."

"To you, ten thousand years is but a fleeting moment. Time has absolutely no meaning in front of you."

"Hahaha, that's true."

Yun Meng laughed happily, like a child who had just received praise. She held up the seashell in her hand, which was radiating a seven-colored light, her eyes sparkling:

"Look, Ah Xuan, is this pretty? I'm going to string it into a necklace and give it to you."