From the Valkyrie to the Endless

[I don’t know how many years have passed in the mountains. My life span is almost over. I have accomplished nothing in my life. I have lived for hundreds of years in vain, drifting with the flow. I feel a little unwilling, but more helpless.]

[If I could come back again, I hope to be Sister Xu’s companion for a day—Han Zi’s last words.]

After reading this simple diary, Shen Qing was somewhat moved. This was just the life of an ordinary cultivator. His sect was destroyed, he was unable to take revenge, and he eventually died alone in this small cave hundreds of feet below.

There is not much hostility between the lines of this biography, but more of a sense of helplessness and helplessness.

From this cultivator named Han Zi, one can vaguely see the cruelty of the path of cultivation.

After pondering for a moment, Shen Qing placed the biography in his hand next to the skeleton, bowed, and left the mausoleum.

After carefully blocking the way forward, Shen Qing retreated all the way back to the grotto where the spiritual spring was located.

There is still a thin layer of spiritual spring left, but the spring has not dried up yet. Without the red blood vine, the spiritual spring here should be able to recover some vitality year by year.

This time in Longquan Secret Realm, her gains were already huge enough, so there was no need to stay in there for too long.

After exiting the cave, Shen Qing hid the entrance again and rushed all the way back to the entrance of Longquan Secret Realm, calmly sorting out the true energy in his body.

Her cultivation level had increased too much, and she still needed some time to adapt.

Half a month later, the number of figures in front of the entrance gradually increased, with various expressions on their faces, some happy, some depressed.

In a blink of an eye, a month had passed and the entrance to the secret realm was opened again. Five ancient cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm walked in and began to explore the secret realm.

Only after verifying the number of spirit beasts did the 232 people, including Shen Qing, file out of the secret realm.

As soon as he came out of the secret realm, Shen Qing saw Sikong Yuan and two somewhat familiar figures.

"Senior Sikong."

Shen Qing stepped forward and greeted them, his eyes moving slightly as he looked at the two people beside Sikong Yuan.

Their qi and blood are so powerful that they have surpassed those of martial arts masters. There is no doubt that they are both great martial arts masters. She has seen both of them before.

Before this, she went to assassinate Yang Zongxi, and the people who came to chase her included these two people.

"Yang Zongxi is dead. I want to go back to Daxia. Do you want to go with me?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 71 Heavenly Stem

Sikong Yuan did not beat around the bush and explained the situation concisely and clearly.

He glanced at Shen Qing, unable to hide the surprise in his eyes.

It has been less than a year since he passed on the skills to Shen Qing. In one year, he crossed over two major realms and entered the middle stage of the Condensation Realm. No matter in which era, this speed is incredible and terrifying.

Shen Qing's existence of exchanging his lifespan for cultivation is really too amazing. Apart from prepaying for the future, there are almost no hidden dangers, which makes him a little envious.

If he could improve his strength without any side effects, he would not mind giving up his life. To him, living itself is torture.

"Yang Zongxi...is dead?"

Shen Qing was surprised to learn of Yang Zongxi's death. Yang Zongxian and Yang Zongxi had fought before, and Yang Zongxian had clearly suffered a great loss at that time.

Sikong Yuan took out the letter from Yang Zongxi and handed it to Shen Qing.

After reading the letter, Shen Qing frowned slightly under the mask. This matter seemed a bit weird.

She didn't have much contact with Yang Zongxian, but she had a vague idea of ​​his methods. He was definitely not an ordinary person. Apart from the Yangzi Sword, no one knew what other cards he held in his hand.

"I will go back to Daxia with you, Senior."

After a moment of hesitation, Shen Qing made a decision. There was no point in staying on this fairy island overseas, even if he could avoid disaster.

Zhao Yu and others were still waiting for her in the Northern Territory. It would not be a good thing to leave her for too long.

She didn't have much time to begin with, and staying on Longquan Fairy Island any longer would waste her time and delay many things.

What's more, she has now reached the stage of Yuan Condensation, and is practicing supreme methods such as the Star Source Secret Scripture that directly lead to the realm of Dao Ancestor. Her foundation is far beyond that of ordinary cultivators.

In her eyes, those so-called great masters on the Heavenly Ranking were like chickens and dogs, not worth mentioning at all.

Compared with Yang Zongxian, even though there is some gap in cultivation, Shen Qing is not without the ability to fight.

If Yang Zongxian intends to sit alone in the imperial city and dominate the world, she can take this opportunity to raise the banner and annex the seven continents except Yuanzhou, and use this to test Yang Zongxian's strength.

Sikong Yuan was not surprised by Shen Qing's answer. He turned around and took Shen Qing to say goodbye to Wen Tianfeng.

Yang Zongxi is dead, and his original purpose of coming to Longquan has become meaningless, so there is no need to waste time here.

The two grand masters following Sikong Yuan were somewhat curious about Shen Qing's identity, but they did not ask.

At this moment, they were also very confused. If the ancestor of the Wen family did not take action, it would still be an impossible task for them to kill Yang Zongxian.

In their eyes, there is now no way forward, and it is like carrying a sacred mountain on their backs. They don’t know where to go and have no more time to inquire about other people’s affairs.

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In the grotto, the light of the night pearl is still warm.

"Are you leaving so soon? Why not stay for two more days?"

Seeing Sikong Yuan bringing Shen Qing to say goodbye, Wen Tianfeng tried to persuade them to stay, but it was hard to tell how much truth there was in his words.

"I have to return to Yuanzhou as soon as possible to find out the truth about Yang Zongxian, so I won't bother you any more. Senior, you made an exception and opened the secret realm in advance. I would like to thank you for that."

Sikong Yuan bowed, and Shen Qing followed suit. After a moment's thought, he spoke:

"A spiritual medicine plant growing near the spiritual spring has transformed into a demon, and its cultivation has reached the middle stage of Condensation. I think the spiritual spring has gradually decreased because it has been absorbed by it. I have severely damaged its origin. It will not be able to recover within a hundred years. When the secret realm is opened in the future, you can have people investigate carefully to prevent it from coming back."

Wen Tianfeng was told about Shen Qing's Red Blood Vine, but he only mentioned briefly about his experience in the secret realm.

She did not mention the cave and the magic ring. She trusted Sikong Yuan, but she had only met Wen Tianfeng for a short time and didn't know much about him.

No one knows what is going on in the mind of this old monster who has lived for more than 700 years.

If Wen Tianfeng suspected that she had hidden something and found an excuse to keep her, she would be unable to defend herself.

With her limited experience, trying to play tricks on this old monster would be tantamount to humiliating herself, so she decided to just mind her own business.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Wen Tianfeng looked surprised. After pondering for a moment, he nodded and said, "It should be that unknown spiritual vine. I have seen it before, but I never thought it could become a demon with spiritual intelligence. It is quite rare."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but feel moved. By some strange coincidence, Shen Qing had saved the Wen family from a disaster.

The spiritual monsters in the Ningyuan Realm are no longer something that ordinary people can deal with. If it weren't for Shen Qing, the Longquan Secret Realm would have been opened as usual next time, and the Wen family would have been in great danger.

"In this way, this trip to the secret realm is not in vain. It is a draw."

Wen Tianfeng glanced at Si Kongyuan and said calmly: "Don't forget my previous reminder. Be patient and don't be impatient. If the time is right, I will come out of the island to help you."

Sikong Yuan didn't say anything else. He clasped his fists, bowed, and turned to leave.

After leaving the cave, Sikong Yuan took Shen Qing back to his residence.

A month has passed, and the flowers on the vigorous old tree in the yard have already bloomed, filling the yard with fragrance.

Fu Chan sat in the yard, staring down at the flower petals at her feet, her eyes dull, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"Fu Chan." Sikong Yuan called out.

Fu Chan suddenly looked up and saw Sikong Yuan. A hint of joy appeared in her eyes and she stood up to greet him: "Sir."

"I'm going back to Daxia today." Sikong Yuan pondered for a moment and asked, "What do you think?"

"Are you leaving so soon?"

Fu Chan subconsciously felt a little lost. She knew very well that Sikong Yuan had accompanied her all the way and protected her safety because of Shen Qing.

Now that Shen Qing was here, Sikong Yuan naturally didn't need to carry her around as a burden anymore.

"Sister, compared to Daxia, the island is safer. You stay here for a while. I will come back when the situation stabilizes..."

Before Shen Qing finished speaking, Sikong Yuan spoke up, his tone slightly deep: "Do you want to go back to Daxia? I can take you back."

Hearing this, Shen Qing looked at Sikong Yuan in surprise, confused for a moment.

Fu Chan also raised her head and opened her mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment. She naturally wanted to go back to Da Xia, but was afraid of becoming a burden.

Sikong Yuan turned his head to look at Shen Qing and said solemnly: "She is a person who knows what she wants. She doesn't need others to make decisions for her."

An isolated island overseas is not a paradise, but more like a cage. Not everyone likes the life here.

Fu Chan will not be happy if she is left alone on the island.

The most important thing is that Sikong Yuan is not sure whether he can come back alive. He cannot see Shen Qing's ending for the time being, and he estimates that it may not be a good ending.

By then, Fu Chan's situation will become extremely embarrassing. People will forget about him when he leaves. Wen's current attitude is because he is still alive.

Seeing the struggle on Fu Chan's face, Shen Qing suddenly came to his senses and fell into deep thought.

Whether facing Zhao Yu or Fu Chan, she has always considered the issue from her own perspective.

In fact, Shen Qing never considered what they really wanted.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 72 Return

Judging others by your own standards is not wrong, but it is not necessarily right either.

After all, people's feelings cannot be shared. Even if you think about the problem from a different perspective, you will never be able to understand another person's state of mind.

"I want to go back to Daxia." Fu Chan finally made the decision. She didn't want to stay alone on this isolated island overseas.

Shen Qing didn't say anything more about this.

Just as Sikong Yuan said just now, Fu Chan knew what she wanted, where she would go and what she would do in the future, and she had the right to make her own decisions.

After simply packing up their luggage, they immediately rushed to the beach.

When we arrived at the canyon port, a small boat was already prepared on the shore. With the two grandmasters, there were only five people in the group, so one small boat was more than enough.

Wen Shaoqing, the head of the Wen family, led a group of people waiting on the shore, obviously to see them off, and Wen Lingyu was among them.