Sorry, my stomach's been acting up lately. Went to the hospital this morning without eating or drinking anything, and… chronic gastritis with mucosal erosion, chronic cholecystitis with multiple polyps. Really didn't know until I checked — once I did, it scared me half to death. Came home with a mountain of medicine.
Just one chapter today. Let me rest and recover my nerves.
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Over five hundred people had been teleported through.
Yang Kai said with a headache, "How long are you going to follow me for? Why don't we just part ways here — each go our own way, each find our own mothers."
Zhu Qing stared at him earnestly and asked, "Are you going to
"Get lost!" The mere mention of Dragon Island set Yang Kai on edge.
"Is that any way to talk to a friend?" Zhu Qing said, annoyed.
"Say those two words again and we're done being friends!" Yang Kai snorted, then added in a sinister tone, "You'd better watch yourself. When we teleport, I might just exile you into a spatial rift and let you wander without ever finding a way out."
Zhu Qing's expression shifted. She immediately latched onto Yang Kai's arm, clutching it tightly, her full chest pressed against his sleeve without her even noticing.
"You're this close to me — I might not be able to control myself," Yang Kai said, tilting his head to look at her with an utterly serious expression. "For some reason, whenever I'm near you, I just can't help myself."
"Then don't you dare do anything!" Zhu Qing said, looking uncomfortable, and eased slightly away from him.
"Fine, fine!" Yang Kai replied irritably, then activated the spatial formation. Light flashed, and they vanished from the spot.
"Young Master Yang!"
"Young Master Yang!"
His vision had barely returned when two familiar shouts reached his ears. He looked up to see Xie Wuwei and
Yang Kai gave a slight nod. "You two have worked hard."
"No hard work at all — just watching the place, nothing to it. Just say the word, Young Master Yang. We'll watch it for as long as you need," Xi Lei said with a chuckle.
Xie Wuwei immediately slapped him on the shoulder. "Since you like house-sitting so much, I'll leave this important job to you. Next time Young Master Yang heads out, I'll go with him."
Xi Lei's expression darkened. "Like hell — my turn is up this time!"
Xie Wuwei curled his lip. "You lost the drinking contest last time. Trying to welsh?"
Xi Lei laughed heartily. "Drunk talk — how can you take that seriously?"
"As a Demon King, how can you go back on your word?" Xie Wuwei snorted coldly.
"Can't accept it? Then fight me for it!" Xi Lei puffed out his chest, showing off his muscular physique.
Yang Kai sighed, stepped down from the spatial formation, and walked past the two bickering figures to approach
Ye Hen's face was a mask of shock as he drew deep breaths, feeling the rich spiritual energy between heaven and earth. He could hardly believe he had arrived at such a treasure of a place. What left him even more dizzied was that he had come via a cross-domain spatial formation — one moment he had been in the Southern Domain, and in the blink of an eye he was in the Northern Domain.
"Good. Excellent. There couldn't be a better place than this," Ye Hen praised wholeheartedly.
As expected of the foundation of a top-tier sect — even an ordinary area had such dense spiritual energy. What must the cultivation forbidden grounds and spirit peaks be like? The foundation of the
No wonder the disciples of great sects grew so fast. With such an exceptional cultivation environment, one's progress would naturally accelerate.
The five hundred Thousand Leaves Sect disciples were all beaming with joy. If not for maintaining a shred of propriety, they probably would have been running around cheering — though the delight on their faces was impossible to hide.
Seeing this, Ye Hen sighed quietly to himself. As the saying goes, it's easy to go from frugality to luxury, but hard to go from luxury back to frugality. If he let the disciples cultivate in a place like this for years on end, then one day, when he wanted to return and rebuild the Thousand Leaves Sect, he wondered how many would be willing to follow him back.
But he quickly composed himself, casting the thought aside. Now was not the time to worry about such things. What he needed to focus on was improving his cultivation as quickly as possible — breaking through to the Emperor Realm!
Only with Emperor Realm strength would rebuilding the Thousand Leaves Sect be possible. Otherwise, everything was just empty talk.
"There are many spirit peaks — Sect Master Ye, please choose any you like for your residence. Your sect's disciples, you may arrange as you see fit. Aside from a few restricted areas protected by formations, the rest of the grounds are freely accessible," Yang Kai instructed.
"Many thanks, Lord Yang," Ye Hen said, bowing deeply.
Yang Kai nodded, then walked over to
Chi Yue and the others were different from the Thousand Leaves Sect. They all hailed from the same
"The Sect Master is truly capable!" Ghost Ancestor chuckled in a low voice.
Ghost Ancestor nodded in immediate agreement. Lingxiao Sect, Lingxiao Palace — though only a single character separated the two, they were entirely different entities. The latter's scale was undoubtedly far beyond anything the former could compare to.
Chi Yue turned to survey their surroundings, her voice tinged with emotion. "If only Qing Luo could come here to cultivate as well…"
Yang Kai said solemnly, "I've been looking into how to return, but there's no lead yet. The day I can make it back to the Star Field, I'll bring them all here — that's a promise."
A'ou patted Yang Kai on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "You really do have it tough."