The void was actually very beautiful. Those different worlds, big and small, looked like brilliant stars, stunning all the monks who ascended there for the first time.
Because of the Nebula Shuttle, Master Suyuan brought a lot more people with him this time.
Among them were the sword cultivators of the Jiang family and the formation cultivators of Chuixue Island. Jiang Si and Qian Lishen also handed over their sects to the elders of their clans and rushed to the upper realm to pursue a higher path. Even the little fat guy Wan Baocai was among them. No, in the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred years had passed, and Wan Baocai had become a big fat guy.
"Ah, look at that big ball of light!" Bao Pilong pointed at a pink light and howled excitedly.
Wan Baocai quickly took out the abacus and started to think: "When I came up here, the ancestor gave me 30 million spiritual jades, but I don't know if I can buy a magic weapon that satisfies me."
Yue Yuzhou looked around and said with emotion: "So this is the world where immortals live. It is beyond imagination."
Master Su Yuan turned around and glanced indifferently at his disciples who were watching the show. The blows he had suffered from Wen Yun and Ye Shubai healed instantly.
He found the letter again!
"You young people have experienced so much. When you come to the upper realm, remember to be careful and don't be so impatient and unbecoming."
"Thank you for your guidance, senior." Yue Zhou bowed respectfully to the old swordsman, but his eyes froze for a moment when he stood up.
He looked ahead in shock and took a deep breath: "Senior, what you said before is true. There are indeed many people ascending from the upper realm. The one in front must be an ascended immortal!"
Master Su Yuan also looked over, and was greatly shocked when he recognized the green short shirt on the other person. That was the traditional attire of the Dongxuan Sect!
Could it be that a group of people came to kill me again
He secretly put his hand on the hilt of the sword, his heart sank, and he was ready to fight the opponent to the death.
However, the visitor did not even glance at Master Su Yuan, and walked straight past the large group of people.
The other person lowered his eyebrows and eyes, his face was pale, and he was holding a thick stack of bills in his hand. He looked distraught and even his eyes were looking away.
Wan Baocai had sharp eyes and uttered a low "hmm" sound: "Why does it look to me like he has a stack of bills in his hand?"
Master Su Yuan was also a little puzzled, but he still had a large group of disciples with him, so it was a good thing that Dong Xuan Jian Xiu came to cause trouble for him.
He calmed down and said, "Alright, alright, we're almost at the Cloud Sea Realm, so get ready!"
The cultivators who were discussing heatedly just now suddenly became solemn, some holding swords and some drawing swords. And the second senior brother Xu Wanfeng from the 1st peak quickly took out a mirror from a mustard seed bag to look at himself.
Elder Zi Yun, who was standing nearby, asked leisurely, "Is Master Xu preparing to welcome the fairies from the upper realm?"
Xu Wanfeng's expression froze, and then he put on the most gentle and helpless smile: "How could it be? It was the senior who said that Yunhai City is the most prosperous and bustling city in the Ten Thousand Worlds. I am afraid that I will not be able to describe it well and bring shame to our Qingliu Sword Sect."
Meng Ran, who was standing in the far corner, glanced strangely at her master and Xu Wanfeng, but her hands stopped and she secretly typed the title of her new storybook -
"Fate is a calamity: The romantic uncle will never escape!"
Master Su Yuan and a group of disciples slowly landed in Yunhai City.
However, after landing on Cloud Island and the novelty of their first visit to the world had worn off, the cultivators realized that something was wrong.
Wan Baocai scratched his head and said, "Eh? Senior Su Yuan, didn't you say that Yunhai City is the world's top-notch den of money, and that if you throw a stone down, the houses you smash will be rare and gorgeous, and the people who are smashed are richer than my Wan family? Why does it look... so shabby?"
To say it is shabby is an understatement, as the place actually looks as decent as any other family's toilet.
Even the many sword cultivators of the Qingliu Sword Sect couldn't help but nodded without giving face to their ancestor.
They saw that what they were standing on was just a small desolate and broken Cloud Island, which was also a desolate and dilapidated ruin. There were no tall buildings decorated with gold and jade, nor those bad-tempered immortals with profound cultivation that Master Su Yuan said could crush them to death with just a finger. Even the grass and trees on the island were withered, without any sign of life.
In front of everyone, the Yunhai City that Su Yuan Zhenren described was so grand and majestic, but now it gives people such a huge contrast.
“…Did we go to the wrong place?”
Master Su Yuan was also shocked. He paced around and looked again and again. Finally, when he saw the collapsed Cloud Island with only a small half of its remains, he took a deep breath.
He was not in the wrong place, that was the Yunhai Tower. That tiny cloud island was the Yunhai City that once accommodated tens of millions of independent cultivators!
"It looks like something big has happened!"
Master Su Yuan's mind was in a mess. Thinking of the Dongxuan swordsman he had just met in the void, he had terrible guesses in his mind.
Could it be that the three great immortal beings from the Dongxuan Sect joined forces to destroy the entire Yunhai City because of Shang Wuyang
Then wouldn't Yun and the other four also be dead? !
Damn it!
Master Su Yuan didn't bother to pretend to be profound and graceful in front of those juniors for a moment. He hurriedly started the Nebula Shuttle, picked up his group of grandchildren, and flew quickly towards the Nebula Island!
This time, Master Su Yuan desperately urged the source of power to rush forward, and with the help of the speed of the Nebula Shuttle, he landed on the Cloud Island in a flash.
After seeing the sudden appearance of a large number of unfamiliar faces on Yun Island, and even the groups of silver-armored guards, Master Su Yuan's face turned extremely ugly.
It seems that his four stupid disciples are really stupid!
Otherwise, how would those people dare to occupy the Yun Island of their Qingliu Sword Sect!
Just when Master Su Yuan was full of murderous intent and ready to draw his sword with red eyes, Hatch, who was near Yun Island, discovered a group of new arrivals.
Although he didn't know the group of young people behind him, after all, Hachi had worked in Yunhai City for so long. Of course he knew Master Su Yuan, and he also knew that he was Wen Yun's senior master.
When staying on someone else's island, of course you have to be polite to the elders in that family.
So, Hatch walked up and greeted him warmly: "Hello, senior!"
Master Su Yuan was shocked by the sudden enthusiasm. Everyone knows that the silver-armored guards are the most arrogant and cannot utter a complete sentence except when asking for compensation.
He paused in drawing his sword and looked at Hutch warily.
Hatch didn't notice anything was wrong. He was respectful and even shouted to the dense crowd behind him: "Make way quickly, the senior master of the Yundao sect is back!"
Therefore, the originally crowded crowd suddenly made way for a wide road, and everyone looked at Master Su Yuan and his companions with kindness.
When the latter passed by, he heard many strange noises—
"Fellow Daoist, can you ask the Cloud Island Master to rent the tallest building to our Cloud Sea Pavilion?"
"Bullshit, we at Wanhua Tower have already set our eyes on that place, don't even think about snatching it away!"
Aren’t Yunhai Pavilion and Wanhua Tower the most upscale restaurants in the entire Yunhai world
What? They are all going to open branches on our Yun Island
When this scene fell into the eyes of the young cultivator who had just arrived at the Cloud Sea Realm, it became particularly shocking.
Even though their cultivation was not high, they could see that the aura of many people inside was as unfathomable as that of Master Su Yuan, and they were probably also great beings in the Ascension Period.
However, all the immortals here actually want to make friends with Master Su Yuan
It turns out that when he recounted his deeds in the upper realm in public, he was not bragging!
Master Su Yuan was attacked from both sides by the fiery gazes and felt his scalp tingling.
He felt something was wrong.
The area designated for the Qingliu Sword Sect on Yun Island is not open to others without permission.
After getting rid of those voices clamoring for him to help get a rent discount, Master Su Yuan no longer cared about the group of unfortunate grandchildren behind him. He rushed to the top of the mountain in one step, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the group of children were safe and sound.
He asked hurriedly: "What's going on with the people outside!"
Upon closer inspection, he discovered that Ye Shubai's face was particularly pale, and his aura had become particularly weak.
The old swordsman was shocked: "Xiao Bai is injured, could it be that Dong Xuan has really sent someone to cause trouble for you!"
Knowing that there was a misunderstanding, Wen Yun quickly told Master Su Yuan everything that had happened in the past few days.
Then he looked at Ye Shubai and explained for him: "As for Xiaobai, he was not injured. He just spent the past few days treating the cloud beast."
"Save the cloud beasts?" Master Su Yuan was shocked: "Didn't you just say that they were all killed by Shang Wuyang's Law of Death?"
"We really can't save those that died, but those cloud beasts that went crazy were frozen in time by Wen Yun, and they were saved because of that. After I absorb the remaining law of death in the cloud beasts' bodies, they will be able to recover as before." Ye Shubai looked at Wen Yun with warm eyes, feeling very relieved and proud of him.
Wen Yun also smiled: "Thanks to Xiaobai's ability, the cloud beasts have returned to the depths of the sea of clouds. I think the cultivators and cloud beasts in the sea of clouds will be able to live in peace in the future."
Master Su Yuan always felt that his eyesight was a little blurry. Otherwise, why did he feel that the two of them had become closer after just not seeing each other for more than a month
He was not the only one who thought so. The people from the cultivation world who followed slowly behind him also had the same feeling.
After not seeing each other for several years, Ye Shubai is still as cool and pure as snow, and Wen Yun is still as kind and lovely.
The two of them would still pretend to be master and disciple in front of outsiders, but they were too lazy to even pretend.
When Ye Shubai poured tea, he also specially changed another pot of flower and fruit tea for Wen Yun. While Wen Yun was talking to them with a smile, he did not forget to put a cloak on Ye Shubai. Seeing that they all looked at him, he pretended to explain, "He has been weak for the past two days and is afraid of the cold."
Fear of cold? You think an Ascending Stage master who has survived the heavenly thunder will be afraid of cold
And why did Ye Shubai feel weak for the past two days? You should explain it clearly!
The others who had long seen that the two were not a proper master and disciple saw it clearly, except for the gentlemanly eldest brother, whose face turned pale and he could not believe it.
He opened his eyes wide and looked at his two junior brothers, his voice trembling, "So what you said is true! Master really wants to ruin my junior sister!"
“… Senior Brother, you said those words when you were drunk.” Xu Wanfeng rolled his eyes helplessly, and Bai Yushan beside him nodded in agreement.
"And several years have passed, and they haven't even conceived a child. Master might really be unlucky." When saying this, Xu Wanfeng deliberately lowered his voice to a very low level.
At this time, upon hearing that Master Su Yuan and his companions had returned, Zhu Erchong and Shen Xinghai suspended their work of resettling refugees in the city and ran over like the wind.
As luck would have it, Zhu Erchong was standing right behind them.
The loudest and most vocal leader of the Qingliu Sword Sect immediately took over the conversation and asked in confusion, "What? Your master is not happy? What is he not happy about?"
Three disciples: “…”
Ye Shubai: “…”
Zhu Erchong, please shut up.
Everyone hadn't seen each other for several years, so they were all overjoyed to finally meet again. According to the old custom, people have to have a feast when they have a happy occasion.
Therefore, various specialties from the Cloud Sea Realm were brought up the mountain, and everyone also took out local snacks from the Cultivation Realm from their own mustard seed sacs, including Pilong, who even had two treasured helicopter chickens.
At this moment, a group of monks who were in a foreign land were sitting on the ground on the peak. Regardless of their seniority, cultivation level, or sect, they all held the fine wines brought by Meng Ran and talked about what had happened in the past few years.
"Liu Luoyin has also reached the Nascent Soul stage. She said that there are still many disciples in the sect and she wants to guard them downstairs, so she came here." Master Su Yuan looked at Ye Shubai and said softly, "So I sent the Sect Leader Order that you asked me to pass on to her."
Speaking of this, Master Su Yuan couldn't help but hesitate: "If the entire Qingliu Sword Sect comes to Yunhai Realm by then, are you really going to give up the position of the headmaster?"
The bonfire reflected on Ye Shubai's handsome face, making her slender eyelashes look particularly beautiful.
He said coldly: "The sect does not belong to the sect leader alone, but to all the disciples."
Ye Shubai turned his head slightly and looked at the monks who were gathered together lively not far away. His dark eyes seemed to be lit up by fire and there were stars twinkling in them.
The three disciples of the first peak have all reached the tribulation period, and they are indeed extremely talented. They have already comprehended the source of power when they were in the lower world. I think after practicing in the Cloud Sea Realm for several hundred years, they can all ascend.
Zhu Erchong and Shen Xinghai, who had not yet reached the Nascent Soul stage after arriving in the upper realm, were mercilessly mocked by their old friends, until one of them took out a peerless sword and said in a sarcastic tone that it was made by Ye Shubai...
The three disciples cried with red eyes while holding the wine jar.
Bai Yushan, who was the most attached to his master, had a look of despair in his eyes, and seemed to be asking, "Master, do you not love me anymore?"
Wan Baocai squatted on the ground and took out a shining gem to lure Charmander, trying to get it to give up the last piece of Yunhaisu.
Jiang Si was drunk and had taken off his clothes soon. He was dancing with a sword beside the campfire to the sound of Yu Qinghong's flute.
Qian Lishen rolled his eyes, glanced at Ye Shubai secretly, felt sour in his heart, and couldn't help but raise his head to finish the wine.
Meng Ran was standing at the outskirts of the crowd, quietly picking up a brush and painting something. It seemed that she had been practicing painting hard for several years.
From the battle for Yunhai Tower, to Ye Shubai's ascension, from the resurrection of Master Qinghong, to the fall of Shang Wuyang, those thrilling and moving events were told by Zhu Erchong as if they had become stories from a vernacular novel.
Everybody was laughing.
The girl surrounded by the crowd also smiled as brightly as the morning sun.
She seemed to have noticed something, raised her head to look at Ye Shubai, then waved at him. But she felt that this was not enough, and amid the bold jeers of the drunkards, she stood up with blushing cheeks and ran towards Ye Shubai quickly.
"Why are you standing so far away?" Wen Yun has always loved the wine brewed by Senior Sister Meng Ran. He always drinks a lot and this time was no exception. There seemed to be tears in his eyes and his voice became sweeter.
She pulled Ye Shubai's sleeve, looked up at him, and smiled sweetly: "I called you three times, but you didn't come."
She was talking nonsense again. She clearly called him that time just now. Ye Shubai was looking at her the whole time, so of course he couldn't have remembered it wrong.
But he readily responded, "It's not mine."
The corners of Wen Yun's mouth curled up proudly. She happily pushed and pulled Ye Shubai: "They are all talking about your ascension. Go over and talk to them."
Before Ye Shubai could react, Wen Yun had already taken him to the most active room in the party and asked him to sit down.
Zhu Erchong, who was the oldest, had forgotten the rules. He took a piece of roasted crane and ate it while mumbling: "Our Senior Brother Ye scared the people of Yunhai Realm silly at that time. The old man standing next to me stared at him with his eyes wide open!"
Bai Yushan was furious: "How can you be so rude to call me Grandmaster!"
However, everyone was attracted by him, even Shen Xinghai, who had just finished drinking half a jar of wine, was overjoyed: "The time when Senior Brother Ye forcibly killed Shang Wuyang was even more shocking. It reminded me of a poem: Follow the gust of wind ahead, with a meteor behind you!"
…
Ye Shubai moved his hand and someone stuffed a glass of wine into his hand.
The usually aloof swordsman in white was stunned for a moment, but his gaze softened unconsciously. He put the wine glass to his lips and took a sip gently.
The rich aroma of wine carries a hint of floral scent, which inexplicably makes people feel a little tipsy.
He could hear his old friends shouting about something, so he sat among them. There was nothing out of place about it, and he naturally blended in with them.
Ye Shubai lowered his brows and looked to his side. Wen Yun had drunk too much and was quite drunk. But for a while, he leaned against him crookedly, his eyes surprisingly bright, but his hand stubbornly held his other hand, as if he was afraid that he would run away.
Yes, if it were the old him, he would have avoided such occasions long ago.
He was born without knowing what hustle and bustle was, nor what friends were. The world was so big, but it seemed that the only thing that belonged to him was that lonely little courtyard.
If there is a warm cloud...
He will probably become another Shang Wuyang.
He has no emotions of his own, does not know what happiness is, and cannot understand what sadness is. He is always without sadness, joy, emotion, or desire.
Ye Shubai is not a saint. During the five hundred years when he was betrayed and forgotten by the world, he also developed many inhumane dark emotions. He almost took the same path as Shang Wuyang. He might also have thought about slaughtering the entire cultivation world that betrayed him after he was reborn in pain and despair.
Yes, she is here.
She held him like this, holding his hand in the Xuantian Secret Realm, allowing him to make a group of close friends regardless of age difference; she also held him when settling accounts with his enemies, preventing him from having a demon in his heart because of the past. In the Demon Realm, in the Cloud Sea Realm, and in all places, she was just like when she chose to stay in his memory world to accompany him, and never let go of his hand for a moment.
Little by little, he was pulled into the bright, warm light of the fire.
Ye Shubai is still the bright and handsome swordsman after all, and has never become Shang Wuyang.
He stretched out his hand and gently but firmly placed it on the back of Wen Yun's hand.