The Unbeatable Uncle-Grandmaster
Chapter 275: The Resurrection
In the vast starry sky, Celestial Qilin flew at full speed. It continuously activated spatial leaps and advanced towards the White Dragon World.
Long Cang was sitting cross-legged on top of the Celestial Qilin. Runes circulated in front of him, forming a human figure.
If Long Xiaoyu was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this human figure was the current patriarch of the White Dragon Race, who was also his grandfather.
"Whatdidyou say? The Sacred Hall of Martialism is trying its hardest to stop you in the Divine Realm?”
"Yes, even Wu Huang personally attacked to kill Xiaoyu."
“Wu Huang? Impossible. I always looked at his aura. He never moved an inch.”
The illusory figure frowned slightly and denied.
In order to prevent the Sacred Hall of Martialism from falling and bullying the weak, the Patriarch of the White Dragon Race was actually secretly watching. If Wu Huang had done something, there was no way he wouldn't have known.
Hearing this, Long Cang smiled bitterly. “Patriark, you may not know this, but they use special methods to replicate Wu Huang's aura perfectly. If you don't believe me, look..”
As he spoke, the recording condensed on Long Cang's palm. It was the scene of the Martial Sacred Hall forces suppressing them.
"It's…"
The illusion figure hurriedly said, “Where are you guys? I'll hurry up soon.”
"No need, Patriarch."
Long Cang shook his head and said, "A senior has saved us."
If they were to wait for the patriarch to arrive, they would have long since died.
The illusory figure was stunned as he involuntarily said, "That is the Demon God of the Demon Race?"
In this entire void, other than him, the only other person who could save Long Cang and the others from Wu Huang was that Demon God.
However, the Devil Race was always neutral and never interfered in the affairs between the two. Moreover, if Long Xiaoyu died, it would be a good thing for the Demon Race. No matter how one looked at it, the Demon God had no reason to help.
Unless the Demon Race deliberately wanted to befriend a True God Stage expert in the future like Long Xiaoyu.
"No, it's Xiaoyu's friend."
“???”
"Xiaoyu's Friend?"
The illusion thought he had heard wrong. "What friend?"
Since he had left the White Dragon Race to cultivate with Long Xiaoyu and had always paid attention to the Martial Sacred Hall, he had no idea about Qin Jue.
Of course, even if he knew, it would be difficult for him to connect the dots.
Therefore, Long Cang could only explain the process in detail. He told the figure how Qin Jue had easily passed the nine tests, ascended to the Divine Seal Altar, instantly killed a Half-God Stage expert, and even nearly killed Wu Huang.
"Are you sure?"
The corner of the mouth of the illusory figure twitched. This should be the first time he had been so shocked in nearly ten thousand years.
As one of the peerless geniuses who had ascended to the Altar of the Divine Seal, the illusory figure knew full well just how strange the Divine Realm was. Even at his current level, he still did not dare to act rashly inside.
He did not believe that Qin Jue could actually fly at the Heaven Ascension Steps?
"I'm sure!"
Long Cang confirmed, “A Half-God Stage expert from the Martial Sacred Hall died, and Wu Huang was severely injured and forced to flee. We'll know after some investigation.
If Long Cang had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed it at all. Back then, he had already lost all hope and was even prepared to self-destruct.
In the end, he did not expect Qin Jue to save them all by herself.
After hearing Long Cang's explanation, the illusory figure fell silent. He was shocked to learn that Qin Jue had directly killed a Half-God Stage expert and severely injured Wu Huang.
He wondered if he or Long Cang was crazy.
"According to what you told me, the cultivation of this person might no longer be within the scope of the True God Stage." The illusory figure said solemnly.
"That's why I suspect he may be from a faraway place."
The two of them looked at each other with very serious expressions.
“…”
…
After a few days, Celestial Qilin finally arrived at the White Dragon World.
The Patriarch of the White Dragon Race said this with great sincerity without hesitation.
After all, if not for Qin Jue, the younger generation of the White Dragon Race would have perished, along with his son and grandson.
Moreover, Qin Jue was a super expert who could ascend to the Altar of the Divine Seal and defeat the Sacred Hall of Martialism alone. How could the patriarch of the White Dragon Race be disrespectful to him?
“No need to thank me.”
Qin Jue waved her hand and said indifferently, "I just fought back."
“…”
Furthermore, at the invitation of the Patriarch of the White Dragon Race, Qin Jue participated in the banquet to celebrate the success of Long Xiaoyu's ascension to the Divine Seal Altar.
Originally, Qin Jue did not want to participate, but after learning that there was a ten thousand year old spirit wine, he immediately nodded and agreed without hesitation.
As expected of an old monster who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, the Patriarch could tell that Qin Jue was enjoying wine. Sensing this, the Patriarch of the White Dragon Race immediately ordered someone to bring several hundred pots of Ten Thousand Spirit Wine to Qin Jue.
Regarding this, Qin Jue naturally did not refuse. He was never polite in terms of spirit wine.
Besides, Qin Jue could only sigh. To be able to casually pick up a ten thousand year old spirit wine, it could be seen how deep the foundation of the White Dragon Race was.
Since they were celebrating Long Xiaoyu's ascension to the Altar of the Divine Seal, almost all the higher-ups of the White Dragon Race had arrived, but this time, no one dared to underestimate Qin Jue or speak rudely to her.
Qin Jue was not surprised by this. Strength is always appreciated wherever one goes. If he was only a Great Void Stage cultivator, the Patriarch of the White Dragon Race might not even look at him.
This banquet lasted until late at night. Finally, Qin Jue was drunk like mud before she groggyly returned to the courtyard to sleep.
The next day, the morning light rose and illuminated the sky like a torch.
Qin Jue faintly woke up. It's noon already. He would wake up when he found a burning sensation in his chest.
"What's going on?"
Qin Jue looked down and found that it was Yun Xi who was asleep.
At this moment, Yun Xi's entire body was enveloped by a dazzling divine light, and she was like an extremely blazing fireball.
"Is he awake?"
Qin Jue pondered.
Thinking about it, over ten days had passed, and it was time for him to wake up.
He wondered what Yun Xi was like after her physique was rebuilt.
Hu!
Right at this moment, a violent suction force suddenly erupted from Yun Xi's body, and wildly absorbed the surrounding spirit qi to form a visible energy vortex.
Qin Jue hurriedly placed Yun Xi in the courtyard. It was the place with the densest spirit qi.
An hour later, Yun Xi finally stopped absorbing spirit qi, and the divine light disappeared with her. His cultivation was completely stable at the Highest Stage.
After a while, Yun Xi slowly opened her eyes. Surprisingly, the colors of both pupils were actually different now. One is blue, and the other is gold.
Not just that. No matter whether it was his meridians, flesh, bones, or appearance, Yun Xi had undergone an incredible change. There were no flaws to be found, and he seemed to have completely turned into a different person.
The only thing that did not change was the hair on his head.
“How can this happen?”
Qin Jue was confused.
"Sir, I'm hungry!"
As soon as he opened his eyes, Yun Xi happily rushed towards Qin Jue.
Bang out!
Yun Xi smashed into Qin Jue's arm with her hard body. If Qin Jue was an ordinary High Stage cultivator, they would probably break more than ten ribs on the spot.
However, Qin Jue smiled instead of being angry. Although Yun Xi's appearance and physique had changed drastically, at least deep down she was still the same.
"Sir, I'm hungry."
Yun Xi raised her head and was filled with hope.
Qin Jue:”...”