Chapter One Hundred Twenty-One: Ye Fan's Rise, Yearning to See an Old Friend

After a long while, the members of the Ji family finally began to calm down.

“Dad! Why were they crying just now?” Little Chenchen, having just finished her candied hawthorn skewers, leaned close to Chenxing’s ear and asked curiously.

At that moment, the two little ones were already being held by Chenxing. Hearing Little Chenchen’s question, the other little girl, Nannan, nodded eagerly, her eyes full of curiosity as she looked at Chenxing.

“It’s because their elders aren’t dead. They were crying tears of joy!”

Seeing the adorable expressions in the children’s eyes, Chenxing’s heart nearly melted. Not wanting to pay attention to the Ji family any longer, she leaned closer, whispering mysteriously into the little ones’ ears.

“People cry when they’re happy, too!”

The two children were momentarily stunned. This was difficult for them to understand. They themselves were happy every day but never cried. Did they misunderstand how to express happiness?

Watching the two girls’ innocent faces, Ji Ziyue, who had just wiped away her own tears, suddenly had stars twinkling in her eyes. She finally noticed these two cute little creatures.

Ji Ziyue’s eyes darted about as she fished out some candied hawthorn skewers she had bought earlier. Like a treasure, she ran over to Chenxing, smiling brightly as she offered them to the children. “You’ve finished your candied hawthorns, right? I have some here. Here! Have some more.”

The two little ones’ eyes lit up immediately upon seeing the skewers. They reached out, took them, and said in unison, “Thank you, big sister!” Then they happily got down from Chenxing’s arms and began eating again.

Seeing Ji Ziyue’s eyes curved into crescent moons with a smile, Liu Yiyi rolled her eyes beside her. What kind of situation was this? She had been calling her master “big sister” all along, and now Ji Ziyue was calling these two little ones “big sisters.” What kind of generational ranking was this?

Ji Ziyue paid no mind to Liu Yiyi’s thoughts, her mind quietly plotting away.

She had naturally seen through the complexity of the Chen residence. If she could get on good terms with these two little ones, it would be easier to seek help here in the future if needed.

If fortune smiled upon her, perhaps she could even become a disciple of the woman in white. Then she would truly have it made… Hehe!

The more Ji Ziyue thought about it, the happier she became. She resolved to stay here for a while and go nowhere else.

If Ye Fan were still idling around the Eastern Wilderness right now and knew that because of Chenxing and Chenmi, the woman he was destined to meet was lost—how would he feel?

“All right, that’s enough!” Suddenly, Chenmi’s voice rang out among the crowd.

Before anyone could grasp the meaning, she pointed a finger toward the bracelet that had been continuously emitting celestial spiritual energy in midair. In an instant, the energy was withdrawn, transforming into a green light that shot toward Liu Yiyi, settling on her wrist.

The void mirror in the air seemed reluctant to part, flying toward Liu Yiyi as well, but Chenmi kept pointing at it, fixing it in place with a soft chuckle.

“All right! Little one, if you absorb any more, your origin will be damaged. It’s best to wait patiently for your master’s return before assisting your transformation.”

Everyone saw the void mirror gradually withdraw its boundless imperial aura upon Chenmi’s words, returning to its original form—an ancient, simple mirror—before flying back to the Fourth Elder and disappearing.

“All right, the matter here is settled. You may leave now. As for the so-called void secret techniques circulating outside, they are merely false rumors spread by that person,” Chenxing said, kicking Duan De lightly and speaking calmly.

Duan De groaned internally, thinking miserably, “Looks like the Dao Master can’t escape this calamity.”

“And what about this person…” the Fourth Elder hesitated to ask.

“This person is still very useful to me and will not be handed over. Go on!” Chenxing ignored them and carried the two little ones toward the backyard.

The Ji family members had no choice but to take their leave, except Ji Ziyue, who showed no intention of leaving.

“Ziyue! What are you doing? Aren’t you coming?” Ji Haoyue looked back in confusion.

Ji Ziyue waved her hand. “Brother! You all go back first. Don’t worry about me; I want to stay here and play for a few days before leaving.”

Turning around, she took Chenmi’s arm, smiling brightly. “Big sister surely doesn’t mind, right?”

Chenmi smiled helplessly, thinking the girl was sensible enough and that staying a few days wouldn’t hurt. She nodded.

Ji Haoyue sighed but could only let her be. After all, their Ji family dared not offend the Chen residence now.

Seeing her brother agree, Ji Ziyue chuckled and grabbed Liu Yiyi’s hand, running toward the inner courtyard, eager to become familiar with the two little ones and achieve her own aims sooner.

Seeing this, Ji Haoyue could only salute Chenmi and then turn to leave.

In the Southern Domain, at the Ji family estate.

When Ji Haoyue and the others returned, the Ji estate erupted into uproar. The family head gathered all the upper echelons for a secret meeting.

Listening to the Fourth Elder and others recount their journey to the Eastern Wilderness and the mysterious Chen residence, everyone was stunned.

There was reportedly a divine weapon suspected to be an immortal artifact, along with two beings who appeared to be immortals!

If this news spread, it would shake the entire Beidou region, possibly driving even the powerful existences within the Seven Great Forbidden Zones into frenzy.

It could usher in a tremendous catastrophe for Beidou, perhaps prematurely triggering dark chaos—a scenario none wished to see.

In the end, the Ji family head decreed that the matter must remain secret and forbade anyone from leaking it under penalty of treason.

Hearing that the two suspected immortals might mean the Great Emperor was still alive, everyone rejoiced, preparing to await the emperor’s return.

The fact that Ji Ziyue remained there pleased the family head greatly. Establishing good relations with the two immortal-like figures was undoubtedly a tremendous boon for the Ji family.

For some time, many in the Eastern Wilderness had wondered about the Ji family’s hunt for those who stole the void techniques. The matter had previously caused a huge stir, but in recent times, there had been no news or arrests.

No matter how much people pondered, years passed, and the topic gradually faded into oblivion.

In recent years, many prodigious young cultivators had appeared in the Eastern Wilderness, many possessing legendary physiques: the demon race had the heavenly demon-body Yao Yuekong; the Purple Mansion Sacred Land produced the innate Dao embryo saintess Chenxi; the Ji family’s divine body had also emerged; and the Saint Son of the Yaoguang Sacred Land possessed a special yet unclear physique.

Most astonishing of all was the rise of a man named Ye Fan in the Eastern Wilderness, who thrived despite possessing the ancient sacred body long abandoned by the world.

Several saint sons and daughters from various sacred lands had suffered defeat at his hands, shocking many.

It was said that although his cultivation level was only at the Dao Palace realm, he repeatedly fought and triumphed over opponents far stronger than himself, astounding everyone.

At the Chen residence, Chenxing, playing with the two little ones, listened as Liu Yiyi and Ji Ziyue recounted the recent news from outside. A smile spread across Chenxing’s face as he murmured in a voice others could not hear:

“It’s about time. I should awaken you now. I’m looking forward to your brilliance in this life!”

After speaking, he glanced at Liu Yiyi with a mysterious smile.