Hearing the word "depart," Gu Xing'er immediately poked her head out from behind Bai Ling'er, took small steps to Gu Changyuan's side, and tightly grabbed the hem of his clothes with her little hands.
She looked up with her small face, her eyes sparkling, clearly wanting to go along with him.
Gu Changyuan smiled faintly, naturally understanding the little girl's thoughts.
He had intended to keep her by his side anyway. Given Gu Xing'er's current condition, it was better for her to stay with him.
Once Gu Xing'er's condition completely stabilized and she could cultivate normally, he would hand her over to his disciples to train.
Seeing that their master was about to leave, reluctance instantly welled up in the eyes of the four disciples. However, knowing that their master had important matters to attend to, it was inconvenient to urge him to stay.
Bai Ling'er's eyes darted around as her mind became active.
She looked at Gu Xing'er, then looked up at Gu Changyuan, and suddenly spoke up, "Master, I also want to go with you!"
Seeing Gu Changyuan's gaze turn toward her, she hurriedly laid out her reasons, her logic clear:
"First, although you can sense Eldest Senior Sister's general direction, you are definitely not as familiar with the current geography, power distribution, and local customs of the Nine Heavens Realm as I am. You need a guide.
Second, the Outer Realm has a special environment and is fraught with danger. I stayed there for a while with Eldest Senior Sister before, so I know it fairly well. I can lead the way and help you avoid unnecessary trouble.
Most importantly, Xing'er is young. Master, although your divine powers are vast, taking care of children is meticulous work, and I am much better at it."
After speaking, she looked at Gu Changyuan with eyes full of expectation, afraid of being rejected.
Gu Changyuan pondered slightly—Bai Ling'er's words indeed made sense.
He had disappeared for a thousand years, and the Nine Heavens Realm of today was no longer what he remembered. Having someone familiar with the situation by his side would indeed save a lot of trouble.
Although he did not fear the dangers of the Outer Realm, having someone who knew the way would allow him to find Qingxue and the others faster.
Seeing her master hesitating, Bai Ling'er immediately crouched down to be eye-level with Gu Xing'er, her tone so gentle it could melt ice:
"Little Sister Xing'er, do you want Big Sister to go with you to find Eldest Senior Sister? I'll buy you delicious spirit fruits, okay?"
Saying this, she slowly extended her right hand to Gu Xing'er.
Gu Xing'er blinked her big eyes, looked at Bai Ling'er's gentle smile, then looked at her extended hand, seemingly thinking for a moment.
Then she slowly reached out her small hand and gently placed it in Bai Ling'er's palm.
Bai Ling'er's eyebrows rose in joy. She quickly held Gu Xing'er's small hand and picked her up, secretly rejoicing in her heart:
Over the past few days, whenever Master wasn't around, she had kept Xing'er company. Her doting hadn't been in vain!
She turned to look at Gu Changyuan, her tone carrying a hint of smugness:
"Master, look, Little Sister Xing'er also wants me to go along."
Gu Changyuan looked at her routine of coaxing the child and shook his head helplessly.
She had lived for over a thousand years, yet she still played little tricks to deceive children like a young girl.
But on second thought, weren't they all coaxed into the sect by him in the exact same way back then?
"Alright, you may come with me."
Gu Changyuan finally relented.
Bai Ling'er immediately beamed with joy, holding Gu Xing'er and smiling so widely her eyes curved into crescents.
Xiao Yi and the other two could only shake their heads helplessly at this sight.
All the usable excuses had been taken by Bai Ling'er. Even if they wanted to tag along, they couldn't find a suitable reason and had to give up.
Gu Changyuan's gaze turned to the other three disciples. He gently raised his right hand, and three lustrous bones, surrounded by faint halos of laws, appeared out of thin air and floated in front of them.
These three bones were not as dazzling as Supreme Bones; instead, they appeared ancient and restrained.
However, profound and unpredictable patterns naturally flowed upon them, and clear, complete powers of the Great Dao laws emanated from them.
Just by floating there, they caused the surrounding space to distort slightly, naturally generating Dao charm.
"Master, what are these...?"
Xiao Yi felt the majestic Dao principles radiating from the bones, far exceeding those of a Supreme Bone, and couldn't help but ask, his voice filled with shock and doubt.
Yun Tianhe and Han Feng felt the same. When their divine senses touched these bones, it was as if a force was pulling at their foundational Dao roots.
Gu Changyuan looked at their shocked expressions and explained:
"These are Saint Bones. They are far rarer than Supreme Bones and can be considered the condensation of the Great Dao laws of heaven and earth."
He paused to let the three digest this information before continuing:
"If the Supreme Bone strengthens the physical body and assists in comprehending a certain aspect of divine abilities and skills,
then the Saint Bone directly helps a cultivator comprehend, or even preliminarily master, a complete Great Dao law. It is a true supreme treasure that touches the origin of the Dao."
Directly comprehending Great Dao laws.
As soon as these words were spoken, Xiao Yi and the other two's pupils shrank, and they subconsciously held their breath.
Great Dao laws were a realm that cultivators at the Tribulation Crossing stage, or even the Half-Immortal stage, dreamed of touching!
It was the key to higher realms. For an ordinary cultivator, comprehending even a sliver of the laws was incredibly difficult, yet this Saint Bone could directly help one comprehend complete laws?!
"The time required to refine and absorb a Saint Bone is much longer than that of a Supreme Bone. It requires absolute concentration and cannot be interrupted,"
Gu Changyuan exhorted.
"During the time I am away, you three will take turns protecting each other. One person will focus on refining, while the other two must stand guard to ensure nothing goes wrong."
Even in a place like the Ruins of Disorder, where experts fell like rain, Saint Bones were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.
Over the past thousand years, Gu Changyuan had collected fewer than fifty of them in total, and each contained different Great Dao attributes.
To find three Saint Bones that perfectly matched the respective cultivation paths and physiques of Xiao Yi, Yun Tianhe, and Han Feng was extremely rare.
But just this one piece would be enough to allow their strength to achieve a qualitative leap.
As for Bai Ling'er, since she planned to travel with him, he would give her a Saint Bone to absorb later.
After all, it wasn't like they wouldn't return after finding Ye Qingxue and the others. It was just a matter of absorbing it sooner or later.
Hearing their master's explanation, the three instantly felt the extraordinary and precious nature of the Saint Bones.
With slightly trembling hands, they received the Saint Bones floating before them, filled with indescribable excitement.
They exchanged glances, and without needing to speak, they all faced Gu Changyuan, knelt on both knees, and performed the most solemn bow, just as they had when they first became his disciples.
Gu Changyuan raised his hand in a lifting motion, and a gentle wave of spiritual energy lifted the three up.
"Alright, rise. Cultivate diligently, and do not let this bone down."
He spoke earnestly, his gaze lingering on the faces of his three disciples for a moment, filled with expectation and trust.
"Master's teachings, we disciples shall keep in mind!"
The three responded solemnly.
Gu Changyuan said no more. He took one last look at the brightly lit holy land under the night sky, a trace of softness flashing in his eyes.
"It's time for us to go."
As his voice fell, he gently waved his right hand, and a silvery-white spatial ripple enveloped him, Bai Ling'er, and Gu Xing'er in her arms.
The next moment, the figures of the three swayed slightly like reflections in water and completely disappeared from the peak of Tianyuan Mountain.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
