My little sect, which disappeared a thousand years ago, has become a sacred site!

"By the way, Qingchen, you should still remember the location of that ruin, right?"

Let's go there together later; I want to see what's going on there.

Gu Changyuan looked at Luo Qingchen, who had just sat down, and said.

Upon hearing his master's words, Luo Qingchen nodded repeatedly, then shook his head somewhat helplessly.

"Master, the ruins were in a secret realm. When I finished absorbing that thing and left the secret realm, the entrance disappeared directly."

I carefully sensed the surrounding area, but I couldn't detect any further signs of an entrance, nor could I find any other way to enter.

Gu Changyuan raised an eyebrow slightly.

The entrance simply disappeared?

He thought for a moment, then nodded slightly, having already made his judgment.

It seems this secret realm is a one-time event.

The thing that Luo Qingchen absorbed should be the core of the entire secret realm.

After she absorbed the core, the secret realm lost its support, and the entrance naturally disappeared.

And the space inside will slowly turn into nothingness over time.

He had seen this situation many times in the Ruins of Chaos.

The Nine Tribulations Sword Formation was obtained in one of the ancient ruins' secret realms.

"In that case, let's skip this trip."

After Gu Changyuan finished speaking, he glanced at the disciples present:

"Now that everything has been explained, let's call it a day."

The disciples all rose, bowed, and dispersed.

......

night.

Top floor of the Heavenly Demon Tower, by the window.

Gu Changyuan sat on a chair by the window, holding Xiaobai in his arms, stroking its white fur idly.

Outside the window, the starry sky is vast and the Milky Way is dazzling.

Gu Changyuan's gaze fell on the starry sky outside the window, lost in thought.

Just then, a purple fox gently landed at the window.

The fox wasn't big; it was just big enough to perch on the windowsill.

Its entire body was covered in purple fur, which shimmered faintly in the moonlight.

Nine tails swayed gently behind it, like nine streaks of purple light.

She glanced at Xiaobai in Gu Changyuan's arms.

His gaze was calm, even somewhat nonchalant.

But Xiaobai instantly felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

Then, quite sensibly, it stood up, jumped off Gu Changyuan's arms, and trotted away.

Gu Changyuan shook his head helplessly as he watched Xiaobai run away in a disheveled state.

His gaze shifted to the purple fox on the windowsill. He reached out and gently pulled it into his arms, his fingertips stroking its soft, smooth fur, his voice gentle:

"What's wrong, Xiao Yao? Why are you suddenly like this?"

Yes, this purple fox is none other than Tu Shan You Yao.

Her true form is a nine-tailed celestial fox.

Although it usually appears in human form, it can naturally revert to its original form.

Moreover, its size can be changed at will.

From massive enough to blot out the sun, to tiny enough to fit in the palm of your hand, it can do whatever it wants.

At this moment, she shrunk in size, just enough to snuggle in her master's arms.

Tu Shan Youyao rubbed against Gu Changyuan's palm and squinted her eyes comfortably.

Then, her voice rang out, soft and gentle:

"It's nothing. I just wanted to spend some time with my master like this."

Actually, Luo Qingchen had come to see her an hour earlier.

Luo Qingchen told her in detail about asking her master that morning, "Can we still get along like this in the future?"

It also includes the Master's answer.

Luo Qingchen knew in her heart that her senior sister's feelings for their master were exactly the same as her own—a deep-seated dependence and longing that she dared not easily reveal, yet she couldn't help but want to get closer to him.

This road is too difficult to walk alone.

We still need our fellow disciples to work together.

Gu Changyuan held Tu Shan Youyao in his arms, stroking her soft purple fur, his gaze returning to the night sky outside the window.

The moonlight shone on the two of them, quiet and gentle.

After a moment of silence, Gu Changyuan suddenly spoke, his voice very soft:

"I can't believe that more than a thousand years have passed since I first accepted you as my disciples."

His gaze fell on the distance, where the starry sky stretched out, into the endless night.

Time really flies.

He remembered everything he had actually experienced—his days in the Nine Heavens Realm, his days in the Celestial Holy Land, the Heavenly Demon Pavilion, and the Heavenly Demon Sect, and his 1,100 years of struggling to survive in the Ruins of Chaos.

In a short time, a thousand years have passed, and those days seem like just yesterday.

It felt like just yesterday that he was that young man who had just transmigrated to this world, with nothing to his name.

In the blink of an eye, a thousand years have passed.

Tu Shan Youyao sensed a hint of loneliness in her master's eyes.

That loneliness was hidden very, very deep, if she weren't nestled in her master's arms at this moment, so close.

If she hadn't spent so much time with her master and been able to sense his emotions, she would never have noticed.

It seemed as if it was longing for something, or perhaps expressing some kind of sentiment.

Tu Shan Youyao's heart tightened slightly.

Then, she snuggled closer to Gu Changyuan, pressing her whole body against him.

Nine tails stretched out at the same time, gently encircling and wrapping around the Master's waist and abdomen.

It sounded like he was trying to comfort her.

It's as if it's saying—I'm here.

Gu Changyuan felt the warmth in his arms and looked down at Tu Shan Youyao.

Under the moonlight, those purple fox eyes were looking at him, gentle and quiet.

The melancholy in Gu Changyuan's eyes gradually deepened under this gaze.

He reached out and continued to stroke Tu Shan Youyao's fur, gently scratching her fox ears with his fingertips, a slight smile playing on his lips.

......

the other side.

In the room on the top floor of the Heavenly Demon Tower, separated from Master's room by only one wall.

Ye Qingxue, Bai Ling'er, and Yue Lingxi were sitting on the same bed at the moment.

Although they are said to be sitting, their postures are actually quite varied.

Ye Qingxue leaned against the wall, her legs bent, her knees almost touching her chest, her hands supporting her cheeks, her whole body curled up into a ball.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, falling on her profile and outlining a soft contour.

At this moment, she completely lacked the demeanor of the First Ancestor.

It lacked the majesty of the ruler of that sacred land, and the composure of his strategic planning.

She looks like an ordinary little girl.

Bai Ling'er lay on the bed, her hands supporting her chin, her legs swaying slightly, her jade feet bobbing up and down in the air.

Her gaze would occasionally drift to the window, then quickly return to it.

Yue Lingxi's sitting posture was similar to Ye Qingxue's, with her back against the wall and her legs bent.

But her hands were placed at her sides, and her back was straight.

None of the three spoke.

There was a moment of silence.

Ye Qingxue spoke first, her voice very soft, as if she were talking to herself, or perhaps asking them:

What do you think?

Her gaze fell on the opposite wall.

On the other side of the wall is Master's room.

Just now, all three of them sensed a familiar aura in their master's room.

It is Tu Shan You Yao.

The three of them simultaneously extended their spiritual senses out of the window and, through the half-open window, saw the scene inside the room.

A purple fox curled up in its master's arms.

The master leaned against the window, the moonlight shining on him. He held the purple fox in one arm and gently stroked its fur with the other.