But what surprised her the most was Qingyun, the child she had almost raised to be stupid.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuxia looked up at the man in the suit in front of her. This man was none other than the former heir of the Nie family, and now the head of the Nie family. It was widely rumored that his cultivation had also reached the Innate Realm, but Nie Chenyuan did not develop his influence in the ancient martial arts world. Instead, he made sweeping reforms and brought the Nie family into the business world.

Time left no mark on this man, only making his demeanor more dangerous. Yet, this dangerous man could laugh like a child when making a phone call.

The name Qingyun was faintly mentioned in the conversation, and Lin Yuxia's heart skipped a beat. They were still together? She looked at Nie Chenyuan and smiled slowly.

Nie Chenyuan hung up the phone and sat down opposite Lin's mother.

"You can't hurt me." Lin Yuxia smiled as she looked at her hands, which had become rough and calloused from ten years of imprisonment. "I am Qingyun's mother, so you can't hurt me."

Unexpectedly, the man's expression turned cold, and he said, "It is precisely because you are his mother that I cannot let you go."

Lin Yuxia was taken aback.

"Even if he doesn't care, I can't forgive you for hurting him."

Lin's mother and Lin Yuhao never appeared in front of Qingyun again. He stayed with Nie Chenyuan in this world for nearly two hundred years and used the time to learn all kinds of modern knowledge.

To his surprise, after Lin Yuhao's upgrade plan was disrupted, he and Nie Chenyuan, although they advanced to the Innate Realm, did not interfere much in worldly affairs. The world took a completely different path from before, with extremely advanced technology and ancient martial arts slowly declining.

Looking at Nie Chenyuan's aged and peaceful face, the last bit of tenderness in Qingyun's eyes slowly dissipated as Nie Chenyuan's life passed away, and he returned to his original eccentric and aloof self.

Qingyun's body slowly collapsed beside Nie Chenyuan, and at the same time, a white-clad figure reappeared in a hidden rift in the void.

This rift was a small refuge that Qingyun created by using the energy from the previous world that he had absorbed. Outside this rift, the aura of the Heavenly Dao permeated everything.

A ray of light flashed at Qingyun's fingertips, slowly forming a complete sphere.

Qingyun narrowed his eyes, somewhat surprised. This was actually the world he had previously left. He hadn't expected that what he had snatched from the protagonist was not only energy, but also ownership of this world.

Gazing at the shimmering orb of light, Qingyun's lips curled into a malicious smile. This was the first thing he had snatched from the Heavenly Dao.

However, he has no interest in things that others have used; perhaps he should just destroy them?

Qingyun's eyes overflowed with pure cruelty, making him wonder if destroying this world would bring him some extra energy.

She slowly increased the pressure with her fingertips, almost crushing the sphere of light. In an instant, fragments of this world—a certain person's ingratiating smile, meticulous care, and burning passion—flashed through Qingyun's mind...

Qingyun frowned deeply.

Finally, he let go and allowed the world to float in the rift. He took a deep breath, cleared his mind of all distractions, and looked out of the rift.

A vast cluster of worlds appeared before Qingyun's eyes. Each world was strung together like a fruit, stretching into the unseen distance.