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142: Chapter 142 The Little Girl Visiting Her Brother

Compared to Chu Tianjiao and Willow Deity's closed-door cultivation, the Ancient Kirin Emperor had been quite busy these past few days.

Soothing Yan Ruyu was the task he had taken on.

When he arrived at the small courtyard where Yan Ruyu was temporarily staying, the descendant of the Azure Emperor was standing in the courtyard, staring blankly at the sky.

Her maid, Qin Yao, stood to one side, also looking deeply worried.

Seeing the Ancient Kirin Emperor approach, Yan Ruyu hurriedly went to meet him.

"Senior, has my ancestor..."

Her voice carried a trace of urgency and unease.

It had been three days.

Ever since Chu Tianjiao and Willow Deity returned from the Desolate Pagoda that day, she had not seen the Azure Emperor again.

She had asked the Ancient Kirin Emperor, only to receive the reply, "Do not be impatient." But how could she not be anxious?

That was her ancestor.

The source of her Bloodline.

The existence whose legends she had grown up listening to.

The Ancient Kirin Emperor looked at her, a flash of complexity in his eyes, but he quickly returned to calm.

"The Azure Emperor has entered the Immortal Domain."

He spoke, his tone firm and natural.

Yan Ruyu was stunned.

"Immortal Domain?"

The Ancient Kirin Emperor nodded.

"That is correct. That day, when the Desolate Pagoda brought the three of them back to this era, the Azure Emperor sensed the call of the Immortal Domain and departed directly through the Void Realm. It was his Opportunity, and it was his choice."

He paused, then continued, "Before he left, he entrusted Jiaoheng the Great Emperor and me to tell you—Cultivate well and live well. When the time is ripe, he will return."

As Yan Ruyu listened, the urgency in her eyes gradually turned into relief, then into a faint sense of loss.

The Immortal Domain...

That was the place every Cultivator dreamed of.

It was a good thing that her ancestor could enter the Immortal Domain.

But why... was her heart still feeling empty?

The Ancient Kirin Emperor saw her emotions and sighed softly.

"Child, do not overthink it. Since the Azure Emperor chose to enter the Immortal Domain, he naturally has his reasons. As his descendant, what you need to do is not wait here in vain, but to Cultivate well and live well."

"When you are strong enough, perhaps one day, you too will be able to step into that world."

He reached out and patted Yan Ruyu on the shoulder.

The palm was broad and warm, carrying the kindness of an elder.

Yan Ruyu raised her head, looking at this old emperor who had lived for endless years, her eyes slightly reddened.

"Thank you, Senior."

She said softly.

The Ancient Kirin Emperor smiled.

"Alright, go now. Although Undying Mountain is safe, it is ultimately not a place where you should stay for long. The world outside is vast; you should go and explore it."

Yan Ruyu nodded.

She turned and looked at Qin Yao.

Qin Yao looked back at her.

The two exchanged a glance and bowed deeply to the Ancient Kirin Emperor simultaneously.

"Thank you, Senior, for your shelter and care during this time."

The Ancient Kirin Emperor waved his hand.

"Go on, I will see you out."

Outside Undying Mountain.

The barrier surrounded by Chaos Qi slowly opened a gateway.

The Ancient Kirin Emperor stood at the edge of the gateway, watching Yan Ruyu and Qin Yao.

"Go," he said softly.

"Remember, no matter what you encounter, living is the most important thing."

Yan Ruyu nodded.

She took one last look at the depths of Undying Mountain, where Chu Tianjiao and Willow Deity were in closed-door cultivation, and where the Azure Emperor had once stayed.

Then, she turned around.

Together with Qin Yao, they transformed into two streaks of light and disappeared into the distant horizon.

The Ancient Kirin Emperor stood in place, watching their departing figures, silent for a long time.

Then, he sighed.

"That old fellow, the Azure Emperor, where on earth did he run off to..."

He muttered to himself, shook his head, and turned back to Undying Mountain.

Xiao Nannan had been unable to sit still these past few days.

Chu Tianjiao and Willow Deity were both in closed-door cultivation, and the Ancient Kirin Emperor was busy sending Yan Ruyu away; the entire Undying Mountain suddenly became empty.

She sat alone under the ancient tea tree of enlightenment, looking at the flat peach tree rooted in the spirit pond, looking at the human emperor banner floating in the air, and looking at the Tyrant Blade leaning against the wall.

Everything was fine.

Everything was well.

But she still felt that something was missing.

She knew what was missing.

The person who was missing.

The figure who was struggling in cultivation at Lingxu Cave-Heaven.

The big brother she had waited for eight hundred thousand years.

The Ye Fan who did not remember her after his Reincarnation.

Xiao Nannan bit her lower lip.

She knew she shouldn't go.

Chu Tianjiao had said to let Ye Fan walk his own path and not to interfere too much.

But she really couldn't help it.

Just one look.

Just one look from afar.

She told herself this.

Then, she stood up.

With one step, she disappeared from where she stood.

Lingxu Cave-Heaven.

This was one of the six great Cave-Heavens of the Yan Kingdom, located deep in the mountains.

Compared to those Holy Land sects, this place was pitifully simple.

But for a Mortal who had just embarked on the path of cultivation, it was enough.

Xiao Nannan's figure appeared in the sky above Lingxu Cave-Heaven.

She restrained all her aura; her Immortal King-level cultivation made her like air, and no one could detect her presence.

She just stood quietly in the Void Realm, looking down at the buildings below.

Soon, she found that familiar figure.

In front of a simple thatched hut, a young man was sitting on a stone, staring blankly.

That face, those eyes, that figure—

Engraved deep in her Soul, she would never forget them.

Ye Fan.

Her big brother.

Xiao Nannan's eyes slightly reddened.

She just watched, watching the young man knit his brows, watching the young man sigh, watching the young man looking so deeply troubled.

They were clearly just some insignificant little troubles, but in her eyes, they were more precious than anything else.

That was a living big brother.

A big brother who would frown, sigh, and complain.

Not the Xiao Shitou from eight hundred thousand years ago who was covered in blood and smiled at her, saying "Big brother did his best."

The corners of Xiao Nannan's mouth curled into a smile involuntarily.

That smile was so gentle it was heartbreaking.

In the thatched hut, Ye Fan was indeed worried.

Ever since he opened his Bitter Sea and unearthed his Life Spring, his cultivation had hit a Bottleneck.

It wasn't that his Aptitude was insufficient, but rather—resources were insufficient.

The Ancient Desolate Saint Body; this name sounded majestic, but in reality, it was a bottomless pit.

He needed ten times the resources of others to make a Breakthrough, and a hundred times the resources of others to build a solid Foundation.

The pitiful supply from Lingxu Cave-Heaven wasn't enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.

What gave him even more of a headache was the bronze fragment he had picked up from the Tomb of the Azure Emperor.

He didn't know the origin of that thing, but ever since it entered his Bitter Sea, it had refused to leave.

Every day, it absorbed half of his Source Qi, making his already strained cultivation resources even worse.

"Sigh..."

Ye Fan sat on the bed and let out a long sigh.

He looked at the last small piece of Source Stone in his hand; the Source Stone was already dim and lusterless, its essence having been absorbed by him completely.

This was his last bit of stock.

Once he used this piece, he would truly have nothing left.

"It would be great if that mirror from last time sent some more over."

Ye Fan muttered, his tone carrying a trace of helplessness and self-mockery.

He naturally knew that was impossible.

That mirror had a mysterious origin; for it to appear once was already a stroke of immense luck, how could it appear again and again?

He shook his head and was about to refine the Source Stone in his hand—

"Hum—"

A soft ringing sound suddenly rang out in the room.

Ye Fan stiffened.

He slowly turned his head and looked in the direction the sound came from.

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