Chapter 647 The Immortals of the Taiming Realm
While the Ancestor Jue Tian was busy dealing with the traitors, changes were quietly taking place in the blessed lands of the Tai Ming Realm.
The North Star Sea, the towering celestial palace, stretching across the sky and sea, an endless abyss of cold...
One after another, the patriarchs of the holy lands emerged from seclusion without warning. They left their holy lands without informing anyone and came to the territory of the Heavenly Ancestor.
These powerful beings from the Taiming Realm either disguised themselves as mortals or cultivators, infiltrating the core area of the Jue Tian Sacred Sect in the most covert way.
They mingled among the crowd, constantly observing the labyrinth within the Absolute Heaven Sacred Sect and the illusory starry sky above it.
Once the time is right and the spatial passage opens, they can follow the portal opened by Ancestor Juetian to reach the unknown world called the Nine Domains and reap the fruits of Ancestor Juetian's victory.
What a precious opportunity it is to create a new world where the laws are perfected but the Heavenly Dao has not yet taken shape!
Born in the Taiming Realm, where it is almost impossible to become a complete Golden Immortal, these powerful beings at the Immortal Lord level must seriously consider whether this is their only chance in this life.
If they want to escape the Taiming Realm and become flawless Golden Immortals, they must seize this opportunity!
As for the Ancestor Jue Tian, who had meticulously planned for 300,000 years, the group of immortal lords expressed their opinions.
He's just a despicable scoundrel who got lucky and had a chance. For such a despicable person to be able to reach the realm of immortals is already incredibly lucky. What virtue or ability does he have to occupy such an opportunity?
If they are sensible enough to obediently hand over the Nine Domains, they might spare this villain's life.
If they are ignorant of the situation, then they will have no choice but to tearfully divide up the Great Dao of the Ancestor Jue Tian and throw his physical body into the endless Netherworld.
As elders of various holy lands, the group of immortal lords stated that the key to dealing with a demonic giant like the Heavenly Ancestor was to disregard martial ethics!
Only by annihilating it in the most cruel way can we intimidate the world and make those in the demonic path fear it!
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The Gregorian calendar year 520, the Nine Regions.
Starfall Continent, Stargazing City.
"The offerings have all been delivered to the Holy Land. Does Your Majesty have any further instructions?"
In front of the mansion's gate, a young boy and girl stood together, heads bowed, backs bent, speaking cautiously.
Three meters away from them, Qinghe was sitting at the top of the steps, trying her best to strike a pose.
Today, Qinghe is wearing a flowing, light blue dress with wide sleeves, and her usually messy hair is neatly styled.
Just sitting there made the four younger members of the Qing family tense up, not daring to utter a sound.
Unlike Mu An's view of Qing He as a useless nobody, in the eyes of the Qing family today, Qing He is a god-like being, whose status is even above that of the Qing family patriarch, Qing Han.
Even His Majesty the Emperor, far away in the Tianqi Domain, must show the respect due to a junior when facing His Highness Qinghe.
To be even glanced at by His Majesty is the highest honor.
Within the Qing family, only the most outstanding descendants are qualified to come to this sacred ancient mansion and serve His Majesty.
The voice of the younger generation of the Qing family reached the top of the steps, pulling Qinghe, who was lost in thought, back to reality.
Qinghe lowered her head slightly and saw her great-great-great-great-grandson and great-granddaughter bowing their heads and waiting respectfully below.
After a moment of confusion, Qinghe fell into long-lost contemplation.
"What were their names again?"
"They must be my juniors, right? There's no mistake, they're definitely my juniors!"
"Speaking of which, they seemed to have introduced themselves. They appeared to be descendants of that old man Qing Han, but I wonder which generation of the Qing family they are. After all, that old man Qing Han is exceptionally prolific..."
"No, no! I, Qinghe, am forever eighteen! Who is Qinghan? I don't know her! I don't know her at all!!!"
The thoughts in her mind became increasingly strange, and Qinghe suddenly slapped her cheeks to clear her mind a little.
Her action terrified the two people below the steps, causing them to break out in a cold sweat. They thought they had done something wrong and almost knelt on the spot.
It was at this moment that Qinghe noticed just how nervous the two younger people beside her were.
She had been somewhat negligent in recognizing that they were just two children around ten years old.
She thought about the question the two of them had just had, and took out two bottles of 100,000-year-old spiritual essence from the pouch at her waist.
Seeing the two younger people whose heads were almost touching the ground, Qinghe stood up from the steps, walked to them, and patted the tops of their heads one by one.
"You're all doing very well. It's clear you work very hard..."
After casually praising the two of them, Qinghe stuffed the bottle containing the spiritual essence into their arms.
After doing all that, she patted the two of them on the shoulders and said gently.
"Keep working hard in the future; it belongs to you!"
Seeing the blush on the faces of the young boy and girl, Qinghe smiled and added a couple more sentences.
"Cultivation is important, but don't put too much pressure on yourself. While you're still young, enjoy life to the fullest..."
"There are some things that are most wonderful at this age. If you miss them now, you may never experience the feelings you had back then."
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Watching the two younger people disappear from sight, Qinghe, who was sitting on the steps, came back to her senses and looked up at the plaque on the gate.
——Qing'an Xiaoju
Four large characters came into Qinghe's view. She looked at the characters on the plaque and revealed a faint smile.
More than three hundred years later, the mansion finally has its own name.
Although it was obtained in a less than honorable way, it is still something worth celebrating.
Looking at the large characters on the plaque, Qinghe seemed to suddenly remember something, and started groping around her body, as if checking for any injuries.
After a long while, she hugged her knees and muttered to herself.
"They even said Mr. [Name] had the best temper and would never hit anyone—they're all liars!"
"They attacked so fiercely, it really scared me to death!"
"Oh well, even though I got a beating, it's not all bad."
"That picture book... sigh..."
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The more I thought about it, the angrier I got.
After a period of lamentation, Qinghe, who had been relatively rational, slapped her hand to the ground.
She shouted loudly, in a voice that everyone in the house could definitely hear.
"Little Tree is no good! The Master is no good either! Qinghe, I'm so well-behaved, so cute, and you still hit me!"
"I'm so heartbroken, so sad, there's no love left..."
"I only went a little bit too far, did you really have to hang me from a tree and beat me all night?"
"I want the latest warships from the Celestial Craftsmanship World, I want the Star Empowerment System, I want lots and lots of delicious food... If you don't give them to me, I'll run away from home..."
Amidst the increasingly loud cries of distress, Mu An emerged from the house.
He glanced at Qinghe, who was squatting on the ground, and pointed to the messy courtyard.
"You've already dug up its roots, what more do you want?"
Seeing Mu An walk out of the house, Qinghe raised her head proudly.
"I didn't say I blamed it, I clearly blamed you, sir! The little camphor tree apologized to me, but you haven't!"
"If you don't set your house on fire, don't pour dirty water on my head, and don't steal my things... would I beat you up?"
Qinghe's voice stopped abruptly. She touched her hair awkwardly and muttered to herself.
"Well, you can't blame me. Who told you to frequent brothels every day, and that Five Spirits Mystic Maiden... Besides, I was wrong, but you didn't have to be so cruel, did you?"
With a sigh, Mu An pulled Qing He up from the ground.
"You no longer need to concern yourself with Xuan Nu's affairs. As for my past, it has nothing to do with you. Don't continue to overstep your bounds like this."
He paused, then continued.
"As for the things you wanted, they're all on the sofa. Just go and get them yourself."
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