From the Valkyrie to the Endless

"No."

Ye Lifeng answered without any hesitation. He could tell in an instant whether he had heard of a name.

Hearing this, Shen Qing felt a little disappointed, but from this he could roughly infer that Ye Lifeng was at least an older figure than the Demon Slayer.

Even if the name of Daozu is not known to the world, as the Daozu of the human race, later generations must have heard of him. Ye Lifeng's answer undoubtedly shows that he is a pioneer.

hum-

The metal door opened again.

"General Manager."

The two descendants of gods who were waiting outside the door hurriedly bowed and saluted at a ninety-degree angle, not daring to raise their heads.

Ye Lifeng pretended not to hear anything and walked away slowly without saying a word. Although his steps were slow, his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if he had merged into the void. The remaining shadow was like a drop of ink in water, gradually dissipating into nothingness.

In front of the giant tripod.

Shen Qing's thoughts were a little confused. After thinking for a moment, he simply cut off all distracting thoughts and took out the scarred sword and several high-grade spiritual ores from his spiritual ring.

Shen Qing opened the lid of the cauldron and threw a few pieces of ore into it.

A ray of red light suddenly rose up, and the Great Sun True Flame spewed out tongues of fire, which instantly burned through Shen Qing's protective qi. The side of his neck felt hot, leaving a trace of burns.

Shen Qing had anticipated this and didn't take it seriously. The burn marks disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The temperature of the Great Sun True Flame was far beyond that of the molten evil fire underground. In just two days, several pieces of spiritual ore had turned into spiritual liquid. Shen Qing calmly raised his hand and placed the sword into the cauldron. Then, he manipulated the internal energy and began to shape a sword blank in the cauldron.

This step consumes an astonishing amount of energy. Not only does one have to resist the Sun's True Flame, but one also has to concentrate on shaping the body.

Weapon casting is undoubtedly a protracted battle that consumes enormous energy. Without sufficient support, it is impossible to forge magical weapons. With Shen Qing's current level of cultivation, it would be a little difficult without the existence of a sundial.

Another day passed in the blink of an eye.

Shen Qing lifted the lid of the tripod again, and a four-foot sword wrapped in strong energy came out from it.

After integrating several kinds of spiritual minerals, the appearance of the sword changed slightly. It was silver-gray all over, with a golden line flowing on the back of the blade, like a swimming dragon. Because it was made from the True Flame of the Sun, the blade naturally carried the aura of extreme yang.

The blade is a bit thick and not very sharp, but it is just right for Shen Qing now.

A knife that kills people doesn’t necessarily need a blade.

At this point, the sword is still a semi-finished product. Thinking of what Ye Lifeng had said before, Shen Qing began to concentrate again and carve the spiritual array on the sword.

It took a very long time to carve the spirit formation, and it was only completed after nearly seven days. From the time he met Ye Lifeng, half a month had passed in the blink of an eye. For a cultivator, it was almost a blink of an eye.

Feng Muyu and Jiang Weiting outside the door had already left. They were also busy with work and did not have much free time.

Shen Qing put away his sword and walked out of the gate of the Psychic Energy Administration alone.

The sky is as dark as ink and the silver moon hangs high in the sky.

It was almost winter and the night wind was getting chilly.

When I got home, it was still the middle of the night. Zhao Yu had already fallen asleep, and there was no sound in the room except the moonlight.

Shen Qing took a shower, changed her clothes, put on a veil, entered the training hall, and sat quietly for half an hour, washing away the influence of seeing Ye Lifeng on herself and cutting off some distracting thoughts that had arisen.

Ye Lifeng made her see some scenery that did not belong to her in advance, which was not of much benefit to her.

After his mind was completely calm, Shen Qing stood up and quietly pushed open Zhao Yu's door.

The bright moonlight shines through the window into the quiet room. The light has a light silver color, like a soft veil, gently covering every inch of the bed.

Zhao Yu lay quietly and slept very soundly. Just as she had said before, her sleep quality was very good even without her by her side.

Shen Qing climbed onto the bed quietly and lay on his side, supporting his head with one hand. His inky black hair slid down his palm and spread on the bed.

Looking at Zhao Yu's peaceful sleeping face, Shen Qing's eyes flickered slightly. He looked up at the sundial that was constantly rolling in the air, and muttered to himself:

"This time, I will definitely come back alive to see you."

[Expected duration of stay: three months and two days. ]

(End of this chapter)

117. Chapter 117 Royal Descendant?

117.

2023-08-02

The morning sun shines in from the window, soft and warm, and birds are already chirping outside the window.

The girl on the bed frowned immediately, pulled up the quilt and covered her face. She obviously didn't like being disturbed by the sunlight.

jingle--

The alarm clock rang and was turned off in an instant. After the alarm clock rang three times, Zhao Yu reluctantly got out of bed, stretched, put on slippers, and staggered into the living room to get a cup of warm water.

Just as she turned around from the living room, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure on the balcony.

Under the bright sunlight, a woman in a white nightgown sat cross-legged with her back straight. Her already delicate skin seemed translucent.

Her body was as light as the wind, but through her thin clothes, one could clearly feel the powerful force emanating from every inch of her spine, like a hidden ferocious beast. Her breathing was shallow and very regular, as if she was communicating with the heaven and earth. A ray of clear light visible to the naked eye was taken into her mouth, and a hazy spiritual light lingered on her body surface.

"Sister Qing? When did you come back?"

Zhao Yu rubbed his eyes, his voice slightly hoarse from waking up in the morning.

As the time of contact grew longer, the title of teacher had long been forgotten.

"I just came back last night, and seeing you were asleep, I didn't wake you up."

The moment Zhao Yu opened his eyes, Shen Qing noticed it and slowly began to finish her practice. She had not slacked off in her practice and had not missed out on the little essence of the sun in the morning. Although it was extremely thin, it was better than nothing.

Under the transformation of the Star Source Secret Book, the essence descended from the stars is no less than spiritual energy. With time, she may be able to reach a higher realm on her own, but it will take a lot of time and energy.

"I just have something I want to tell you."

After Zhao Yu finished drinking the water, she finally felt sober. She patted her cheeks and went into the bathroom to wash up. But two minutes later, she came out with a toothbrush in her mouth and said incoherently:

"In six months, I will be eighteen years old. The Psychic Power Administration sent me a message, asking me to prepare myself, adjust my physical condition, and take medicine. They said that my chance of awakening is more than 30%..."

"You're not yet an adult?!"

Hearing these words, Shen Qing was stunned. Zhao Yu's conversation and way of dealing with people seemed too mature, which made her subconsciously ignore his age.

"Aren't you already a sophomore?"

Coming back to her senses, Shen Qing's eyes were full of confusion and she frowned slightly. She suddenly felt a little sorry. She had slept in the same bed for so long, but she didn't even notice Zhao Yu's bone age.

"I skipped two grades in elementary school."

Zhao Yu explained nonchalantly and went into the bathroom. Skipping a grade was not an uncommon thing. She had already started learning to live on her own since junior high school. Compared with her peers, she was naturally a little more mature.

Shen Qing looked at the half-open door, her thoughts growing deeper. When she activated the power of the sundial, she had discovered that there was an unawakened power hidden in Zhao Yu's body, and some magical power flowed in her blood. It was not surprising that it was noticed by the General Administration of Psychic Energy.

The awakening of the descendants of gods is usually accompanied by memories. Shen Qing suddenly felt a little uneasy. Would Shen Qing exist in the memories that Zhao Yu recalled?

Zhao Yu didn't know what she said, which made Shen Qing's thoughts a little confused. After washing up, she changed her clothes and hurriedly prepared to go out because she had to go to class today.

As soon as she opened the door, she turned around suddenly: "I almost forgot, Sister Song kept looking for you a few days ago, saying that your phone couldn't be reached, and it seemed that she needed your help with something."

Without waiting for Shen Qing to say anything, she slipped out the door.

boom--

Looking at the tightly closed door, Shen Qing then remembered the existence of her cell phone. The place where she was refining combat weapons could not even dissipate spiritual energy, so naturally there was no signal. After so many days, the battery had long been out of power.

After charging, Shen Qing turned on his phone and saw many missed calls, including some from overseas numbers. He scanned them and called Song Lingjia.

The phone was answered as soon as it rang. Apparently Song Lingjia was looking at his phone.

"Sister Song, are you looking for me?"

"Do you have time? Let's talk when we meet. I'll come to find you." Song Lingjia hesitated for a rare moment, with a hint of impetuousness in his tone.

"Where are you? I'll go find you to save time." Shen Qing stood up and stepped onto the windowsill.

"I've been staying at the hotel these past two days, in the same suite as last time."

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A minute later, Shen Qing was already standing on the top floor of Yunhai Hotel.

When she stepped into the room, Song Lingjia was leaning against the window, his face slightly flushed. He was only wearing a white bathrobe, his wet hair was loose, and his clothes were wide open. The room was filled with the smell of alcohol, and the air conditioner was on warm, making it a bit hot.

"Sister Song, what happened?" Shen Qing frowned slightly. It was obvious that Song Lingjia was hiding something in her heart.

"Some time ago, I went back home and my father found a match for me."

Song Lingjia did not hide anything and said with some distress: "He didn't force me, but I'm not young anymore, it seems that I should consider this matter."

In her circle, there are still some men who are nearly 30 years old and still unmarried, but she is probably the only one left among the women.

She had occasionally thought about starting a family late at night, but there was always something missing.

Song Lingjia looked drunk.

"Shen Qing, do you know what it feels like to like someone?"

This question made Shen Qing's mind a little stuck. She had lived three lives and the only relationship she had was one in which she was defrauded of hundreds of thousands of dollars. She even deliberately forgot that memory to avoid causing unnecessary impact. What could she know?

After a long silence, she could only shake her head: "I don't know."

"The one who wants to marry me is called Yang Xiaozu, and he is... one year older than me."

Song Lingjia lay on the bed as if exhausted, mumbling:

"I've met him before. He's polite, knows when to advance and when to retreat, and he looks... not bad. He's smart, and doesn't have a lot of makeup on him. There probably aren't many women around him... But he doesn't look innocent either. I kind of hate that calmness about him, as if he has everything under control."

He knows when to advance and when to retreat, is calm and composed, and is as strong as a mountain. He is a man she cannot quite control.

Since she was a child, she has been accustomed to the feeling of having everything in her hands. The feeling of being out of control makes her unconsciously feel a little irritated.

"The Yang family is one of the top three transnational trading groups in the Shenzhou League. They have many pillar industries in the three major countries. I heard that their ancestors were royal family members, and they were legitimate descendants of the phoenix and dragon. I don't know if it's true or not."

"How about... you help me take a look?"

Song Lingjia's eyes suddenly lit up and he sat up from the bed. Then he suddenly remembered the way Shen Qing looked at people, and for a moment he fell back in discouragement.

Forget it...