"The Wan Dao Priest is well-versed in history and the present. It can be said that there is nothing he doesn't know. He is also in charge of various rare treasures in the Pure Land, such as mysterious weapons, abyssal crystals, formation hubs, elixirs... and many, many more. My Liyun Sword was given to me by the Wan Dao Priest."
"Priest Lingxian is an extremely gentle woman. If you met her, you would not believe that she is a priestess. But for some reason, as I grew up, I always felt that Grandma Lingxian had a sad aura. I even asked other priests about this quietly, but they did not answer me and their expressions were all very strange."
"Priest Liuxiao is even less like a priest than Granny Lingxian."
"Ahem!" Hua Caili cleared her throat, then tilted her head, trying to imitate that lazy and uninhibited look: "Laugh at others, laugh at yourself, laugh at the past and the present, laugh at the sky, laugh at the earth, laugh at Buddha. He repeats this sentence every day, and he doesn't find it annoying. By the way..."
She thought of something, her eyes flickered, and she looked at Yun Che eagerly: “If one day, we go to the Pure Land together, I will definitely bring you to Uncle Liu Xiao. He will definitely like you very, very much.”
“Why?” Yun Che adjusted his expression seriously, “I shouldn’t be so cheerful all day, right?”
"Hehe, you'll know then." Hua Caili smiled mysteriously, and her mood suddenly became happier. Because if she could get the favor of a priest, the resistance between her and Yun Che would undoubtedly be much smaller.
“…” Yun Che seemed to be thinking about something, and then asked, “What about the Great Priest? I seem to have rarely heard any rumors about him.”
"The High Priest is the most mysterious and the most serious."
From the tone of Hua Caili's description of the high priest, it can be seen that she had the most distant relationship with this high priest: "When I was in the Pure Land, I rarely ran into him. Occasionally, he would never take the initiative to talk to me...so later I ignored him too."
Apparently, painted glass is very popular in the Pure Land.
Because the four great priests are second only to the Abyss Emperor in the Abyss, and are superior to the six countries and seven gods.
“Then… the High Priest doesn’t have his own title?” Yun Che asked.
"It seems not." Hua Caili replied: "Even Grandma Lingxian and the others call him the High Priest. But... once, when I was bidding farewell to Uncle Yuanhuang, I happened to meet the High Priest. I heard Uncle Yuanhuang seem to call him 'Dahuang'."
“…” Yun Che’s eyebrows twitched slightly.
"The Great Wilderness Priest sounds weird, and is not as imposing as the Great Priest at all."
“Indeed.” Yun Che nodded in agreement, looking as if he was convinced. “By the way, you said before that Emperor Yuan only created seven divine cores in total. Then how was the power of the four great priests passed down?”
"Ah? Inheritance?" Hua Caili was surprised. "The four great priests are just like Uncle Yuanhuang. They have existed since the beginning of the Abyss. Together with Uncle Yuanhuang, they created the Abyss world until today. Brother Yun didn't know about this?"
“This rumor is actually true?” Yun Che showed a timely surprise: “The Abyss has a history of millions of years. I thought that apart from the Abyss Emperor, it was impossible for anyone else to have such a long lifespan. When I heard you mention the ‘divine source inheritance’ that day, I thought that the power of the priests was also preserved through generations.”
If all this is true, then the essence of the Four Great Priests is clearly...
The four ancient true gods!
“According to the records, when Emperor Yuan first came to this world, Yuan Chen was extremely terrifying, and even true gods fell one after another. The four great priests have been able to accompany Emperor Yuan until now, so they must be extremely powerful, right?” Yun Che’s eyes were filled with yearning.
With Hua Qingying by his side, Yun Che would never take the initiative to ask Hua Caili for any information about the abyss. It was always Hua Caili who would tell him the information under his seemingly casual and roundabout guidance, and he would then follow up with further questions.
“Of course!” Hua Caili stood on tiptoe and moved her lips closer to Yun Che: “I even secretly asked Father God if he could beat Granny Lingxian. Father God said that even Jueluo God, the most powerful of the Seven Gods of the Six Nations, couldn’t beat Granny Lingxian… This answer scared me a lot at the time, because Granny Lingxian is such a gentle person.”
Yun Che was not at all surprised by Hua Caili's words.
How can becoming a god by oneself and forcibly becoming a god by carrying the power of the divine source be the same concept... and the latter will also have to bear the price of devouring one's life.
They walked slowly along the way, gradually approaching the Zhetian Divine Kingdom.
The abyss was huge and gray and endless. But between heaven and earth, it seemed as if there were only the two of them. Especially Hua Caili, whose obsession with Yun Che was growing day by day, and she even often forgot about Hua Qingying's existence.
"The areas ahead are basically all affiliated to the Zhetian Divine Kingdom."
"These vassal states or vassal sects offer a sufficient number of various Abyssal Crystals to the Zhetian Divine Kingdom every year. The Zhetian Divine Kingdom will protect them and send people to rebuild the barrier that isolates them from the Abyssal Dust every ten years. Occasionally, they will select some young Xuanists with sufficient qualifications and incorporate them into the Divine Kingdom... Eh?"
Hua Caili's voice suddenly stopped, and she looked ahead, her face full of surprise and hesitation.
“What’s wrong?” Yun Che glanced sideways.
"This aura..." As her consciousness was released, her doubts turned into certainty: "It's Qing Xiao's aura."
"Qing Xiao?"
“He’s my youngest brother.” Hua Caili grabbed Yun Che’s wrist and said, “Although he’s the youngest, he’s already eighty years old. How could he come here?”
Eighty Jiazi... the smallest...
Hua Caili awakened to divinity when she was about ten years old.
In this way, the one who paints the heart of the gods and respects the painting is really a lovesick person.
"Brother Yun, let's go see him."
Hua Caili was about to stand up when Yun Che pulled her back: “Wait a moment.”
Facing Hua Caili's glance back, Yun Che immediately explained: "It's best not to let others know about what happened between us."
“I understand.” Before Yun Che could explain too much, Hua Caili said seriously, “If we make it public, it will be equivalent to directly tearing up the reputation of Senluo Divine Nation, and it will also damage the reputation of Father God and Zhetian Divine Nation. The first one to know should be Father God, at least give him enough time to react and accept, so that we can think of a way to deal with it.”
She spoke these words rationally and clearly.
From the beginning to the end, she knew what being with Yun Che meant...but she had no hesitation.
“Okay.” Yun Che smiled, said nothing more, and flew towards the city ahead with Hua Caili.
"Qingxiao is a very gentle and well-behaved person. When I was ten years old and returned to the Kingdom of God from the Pure Land, he was a little kid of four or five years old, very cute. So I have always had a good relationship with this little brother, but I don't know why Father God doesn't seem to like him very much."
Hua Caili’s words made Yun Che smile meaningfully: “That means that the true appearance of your brother is different from what you see.”
"Ah?" Hua Caili was a little confused.
As they approached quickly, the breath that Hua Caili was looking for appeared in their sight.
His aura is so strong and powerful that it is impossible not to notice it.
Yun Che paused: “If you go over now, you might be able to see his other ‘face’.”
Hua Caili thought for a moment, held her breath, and approached silently.
BANG!!
With a loud bang, a figure was slapped hard and thrown several feet away, accompanied by a gnashing curse:
"You are so brave, you bastard!"
The man who was knocked away was dressed in luxurious clothes and had an amazing aura. It was obvious that he had a very high status and cultivation level, but he did not dare to show any hatred or anger. He turned over in panic, but did not dare to stand up. Instead, he half-knelt on the ground and humbly begged the young man in front of him: "Son of God Xiao, please calm down. Even if Yin has the courage of heaven, he will not dare to disrespect Son of God Xiao."
The elders and disciples around him all looked unhappy, but no one dared to step forward.
“Ha!” Hua Qingxiao walked forward slowly, looking down at the middle-aged man who was half-kneeling and dared not stand up: “You have no guts? Since you got the Red Mysterious Abyss Crystal, you didn’t offer it directly to this Son of God, but offered it to the Father God instead. In the end, my Father God gave it to that bitch Hua Lianzhi!”
"No, no!" Sect Master Yin hurriedly explained: "When Yin presented the gift, he specifically said something to Xiao Shenzi. Who knew..."
Bang!
Hua Qingxiao kicked out fiercely, knocking Sect Master Yin to the ground.
"Idiot!" His eyes were vicious, and every word was as sharp as a knife: "Once the offerings are in the treasury, only Father God and Sword Master have the final say, how can this Son of God have a turn! One Red Mysterious Abyss Crystal is equivalent to a hundred pounds of Abyss Crystal, do you really think that this Son of God does not understand your thoughts!?"
"Master Yin, you seem to have forgotten who made it possible for your dilapidated sect to become a subsidiary of our Zhetian Divine Kingdom."
"No, Goddess Xiao, I will never forget." Sect Master Yin shrank back, not daring to show the slightest disrespect: "I was not thoughtful enough about the matter of the Red Profound Abyss Crystal, and I deserve death. I hope Goddess Xiao will be kind and not break the barrier, otherwise, I don't know how many people in my sect will die in the disaster of the Abyss Dust."
The old man behind Hua Qingxiao kept frowning slightly but never spoke.
He carried an ancient sword on his back, indicating his identity as a sword servant.
Hua Qingxiao tilted his eyes and said coldly: "We are friends, but I cannot do such a thing as killing everyone. Sect Master Yin, I will give you a chance."
"Within a hundred years, no matter what method you use, whether you look for it, buy it, steal it, or rob it, you must hand over a Red Mysterious Abyss Crystal to me. Do you understand?"
Sect Master Yin showed deep bitterness on his face, but he did not dare to refute. He bowed his head and replied: "Yes, Yin will... do his best."
"Very good. Besides..." Hua Qingxiao suddenly turned his head and looked at the end of the crowd, where a pretty girl with a look of heartache and fear on her face said, "Your little daughter is very good. She's the one for tonight."
Sect Leader Yin raised his head abruptly, his face twisted and distorted in an instant with endless pain and fear: "Son of God Xiao, this is all my fault. It has nothing to do with my daughter. Please, Son of God Xiao..."
Bang!!
With a loud bang, Sect Master Yin was blown away again.
Hua Qingxiao shook his palm and sneered: "You bastard, it's a blessing for this Son of God to take a liking to your daughter. You still don't know what's good for you. I think you're alive..."
Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became vague.
In the sight, a woman walked slowly towards him. She had a slender figure and was wearing a simple white dress. It was not embellished with any glass beads or jade, but it outlined an unparalleled elegance that could make people fall in love with her in an instant.
Although her face was covered with snowy gauze, half of her features were hidden, her skin was as white as jade, her eyes were like stars, and they seemed to condense the most beautiful divine light in the world.
He was stunned for a few breaths, then his throat gurgled violently, and his eyes flashed with an undisguised strange light: "This small city actually has this...like..."
His voice gradually faded, and the lust in his eyes quickly turned into hesitation, and then to extremely rapidly magnified fear.
The old man behind him also changed his expression at the same time, and dared not move in shock and doubt.
"Hua Qingxiao," Hua Caili said coldly, "I don't know when you became the 'Son of God Xiao'?"
Even though Hua Caili's voice was icy cold, it was still clear and pleasant like the sound of an angel. But to Hua Qingxiao's ears, it sounded like a nightmare from outer space, which frightened him to death.
“Chang…Chang…Chang…” His lips trembled. It was a very familiar name, but it felt like his throat was being strangled. It took him a long time to utter it with difficulty: “Elder sister…”
Hua Cai Lixue raised her hand, and a wisp of invisible mysterious energy flew out into the air.
Bang!!
This loud bang was louder than the previous ones combined. Hua Qingxiao let out a scream, and flew far away with broken teeth and blood foam all over the sky, hitting the ground several miles away. Then he crawled on the ground and twitched, unable to stand up for a long time.
Sect Master Yin and all the people in the sect were stunned as if they were in a dream, not daring to breathe.
Hua Caili turned around, her voice getting colder: "Remember to call me Your Highness from now on. You are no longer qualified to call me elder sister."
"Mr. Cen." She turned her back to the old man and spoke coldly.
The old man with the sword on his back slowly knelt down and said, "This old slave... I know I am guilty of the same crime. Please punish me, Your Highness."
"Before I tell Father God about this, you'd better take him to the Discipline Pavilion to apologize."
"Yes." The old man didn't dare to say another word.
"Also, this place will be exempted from a thousand-year sacrifice, and no one should be embarrassed. After recasting the barrier, get out immediately!"
As he spoke, Hua Caili's figure had already disappeared into the distance.
Until her figure disappeared in the sky, the old man still didn't dare to stand up, his heart was like a raging storm.
This kind of aura and oppression... could it be... the realm of demigods...
…
"I'm so mad! I'm so mad! I'm so mad!!"
Hua Caili pulled Yun Che's arm and shook it more than a dozen times as if to vent her anger. It seemed that she still couldn't get rid of her anger, so she simply bit his wrist lightly. It was not until she saw the particularly clear tooth mark that she finally felt a little better.
“Ah, it hurts, it hurts…” Yun Che bared his teeth exaggeratedly: “It’s not me who made you angry, why are you biting me?”
"Humph!" Hua Caili was still furious: "If you make me so angry, I will bite you off."
"..." Yun Che's hair stood on end.
"He is so obedient and gentle, how could it be... like this?" Compared to anger, she felt more of an unbearable sadness.
Yun Che comforted him softly, “You are surprised because you are too young and have seen too little. In fact, most people have different faces in different places… so different that they can even be worlds apart.”
Hua Caili raised her beautiful eyes and looked at his face: "Does Brother Yun have other 'faces'?"
“Of course.” Yun Che raised his eyebrows: “My other face is super scary.”
“Eh?” Hua Caili suddenly became excited. She held up Yun Che’s cheeks with her snow-white hands and rubbed them gently: “How scary is it? Turn it over quickly so I can see.”
“Ahem!” Yun Che’s face turned stern, his eyes fierce: “I once wiped out all the living beings in a huge realm without changing my expression, causing thousands of realms to flow like rivers of blood and tens of thousands of realms to tremble in fear.”
"Wow, so amazing!" Hua Caili said with stars in her eyes: "Then Brother Yun is... the 'devil who brings disaster to the world' described in the picture book?"
Yun Che nodded and said in all seriousness: “Very accurate. But compared to the Demon God, I prefer others to call me the ‘Demon Lord’.”
“Puff!” Yun Che’s serious and “serious” look finally made Hua Caili smile. After smiling for a long while, she realized that she had forgotten how to be angry.
“Is it really that funny?” Yun Che said helplessly, “My other face is the Devil of Misfortune, aren’t you afraid?”
“I’m so scared, so scared.” Hua Caili took a small step forward, wrapped her arms around Yun Che’s waist, and looked into his eyes with a smile: “Then Lord Demon, when will we start to bring disaster to the world?”
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