The Dreamless Divine Master, who had just told Yun Che not to "be harsh on himself", was now smiling with all his features. The strong and overflowing joy in his expression was clearly felt by everyone in the Son of God Palace.
Obviously, he really cared about Meng Jianyuan's growth.
Yun Che stepped forward and said, “God has come here today. Is there anything important you want to tell me?”
Meng Kongchan stopped laughing, but still had a smile on his face: "It's not a big deal. Your future father-in-law and I are going to Senluo for a gathering. Are you interested in going with me? It's been a year since you came back, and I haven't taken you to travel around the major kingdoms of the gods yet."
Yun Che thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, “I have a great reputation, but my cultivation is too shallow, so I am not suitable to appear in public frequently. In just two years, I will follow the Divine Master to the legendary Pure Land. Although I am not the Son of God, I am already the Son of Dreamweaver who will definitely replace the God of Xi in the future. Therefore, I must do my best to improve my cultivation, and I must not let the Dreamweaver Kingdom be humiliated because of me.”
"In the short two years before we set foot on the Pure Land, not a single moment should be wasted."
Yun Che’s words and serious expression touched Meng Kongchan’s eyes. He nodded slightly, feeling infinitely relieved in his heart, because Yun Che’s words meant that he had gradually attributed himself to the Dreamweaver Divine Kingdom and regarded the glory of the Dreamweaver Divine Kingdom as his own glory.
"You have a perfect godhood. No one would dare to look down upon you, no matter how low your cultivation is. Moreover, you are still young. Even if your cultivation is that of the Son of God, no one would dare to call you 'low'."
When he finished speaking, the determination in Yun Che's eyes did not waver in the slightest, so he stopped trying to persuade her and said, "In that case, it's fine if you don't go to Senluo Divine Country. When you surpass the ninth level of the Palace of Knowledge in the future, you can come to visit us as a lone guest. By the way, how is your progress in the Dream Weaving Divine Canon?"
When Yun Che mentioned the "Dream Weaving Divine Canon", his expression became noticeably dim. He sighed softly and held out a scroll with rich silver light in his hands. He pushed it towards Meng Kongchan and said, "Please take back this Dream Weaving Divine Canon for now."
Meng Kongchan didn't move, but frowned slightly: "Why?"
Yun Che said with a guilty look on his face: “In addition to my cultivation this year, I have never slacked off in practicing the Dream Weaving Divine Canon. However, the cultivation of soul skills requires the most careful concentration of the soul. But when I was practicing, I always had trouble settling my mind, and my progress was very slow. In a year, I only managed to cultivate to the first level, ‘Beautiful Dreams of Youth’.”
After he finished speaking, a faint silver light flashed in his pupils and then disappeared.
He continued, "I guess it's because I can't remember that I was dreaming about the abyss, so my soul is incomplete and it's hard to make progress."
Meng Kongchan laughed: "The Dream Weaving Divine Canon can only be cultivated by the unique soul of my Meng family. The fact that you can enter the first realm is enough to prove to yourself that you are Meng Jianyuan. With this thought, you may be able to make up for the lack of self-awareness in your soul."
Yun Che still shook his head: “I have only understood less than eleven of what Master taught me, so this is definitely not the right time to be distracted. Please ask the Divine Lord to take back the Divine Scripture for now. When I have perfected my self-awareness in the future, I will definitely ask the Divine Lord for it again.”
"Since you insist on doing so, that's fine." Meng Kongchan said nothing more and took the Dream Weaving Divine Book back in his hand: "I hope that one day, I can listen to you tell the story of your master."
“Well, that day will definitely come.” Yun Che smiled, and then naturally changed the subject: “According to the Dream Weaving Divine Canon, the highest realm is called [Strange Dream Epiphyllum]. I wonder how many people in the Dream Weaving Divine Kingdom have achieved this realm?”
"Only me." Meng Kongchan said with a smile.
Yun Che: “…”
"Although 'Strange Dream Epiphyllum' is also a power of falling dreams, when it is used, it does not suppress the soul and does not hurt the soul. In other words, it is completely non-aggressive."
Meng Kongchan raised his eyes slightly, his calm eyes seemed to contain the vastness of the universe: "But it is the highest level of dream power of my Meng family. When it is used, it can easily wipe out the opponent's soul defense. Once the opponent falls into the 'Strange Dream Epiphyllum', it will be easy to succeed when using other soul powers."
"And because it is non-aggressive, even if it fails, there will be no backlash to the soul at all."
“Oh… the power of falling dreams is so magical.” Yun Che was a little stunned, but nodded with some yearning.
Meng Kongchan smiled and said, "Yuan'er, I believe that with your talent and understanding, one day you will be able to reach the same level as your father. Before that, just do what you want to do. If one day you suddenly want to practice the Dream Weaving Divine Canon with all your heart, your father can teach you in person."
“Okay!” Yun Che responded heavily, and then asked: “Since Divine Master Hua Xin invited you to go to Senluo Divine Kingdom together, did he mention Cai Li…”
"Hahaha!" Meng Kongchan laughed again, his eyes becoming ambiguous: "I knew you would ask. But unfortunately, she is still in the Seven Stars Breaking Heaven Formation. This girl is more desperate than you. I will tell you when she breaks out of the formation. However, your future father-in-law no longer has the courage he had in the past. With his timid look now, I am afraid that even if the girl comes out, he will not let you meet for the time being."
Yun Che hurriedly said: “Hua Xin Divine Master is thoughtful and far-sighted. Cai Li and I both know his difficulties and painstaking efforts.”
"He has no problem at all." Meng Kongchan waved his hand and said, "That Dian Jiuzhi only has 9 points of divine power. In terms of appearance, divine power, courage, and... the ability to coax women, who can compare with my Yuan'er! It's obvious that Hua Fuchen got a big advantage."
After he finished speaking, without waiting for Yun Che’s response, he strode away: “I will go talk to him first. Shou Yuan, protect Yuan’er’s safety. Don’t let your guard down for even a moment.”
…
In the past few days, more people have entered and left the Xuanmo Realm than in the previous few months.
This place is clearly close to the sea of fog, but the abyss dust has become extremely thin, so thin that it is almost unnecessary to rely on the extremely costly isolation barrier.
The King of Xuanmo Realm, Mo Xifeng, did exactly that... He directly removed the isolation barrier and showed everyone the gift from the Mist Emperor in an extremely direct and vivid way.
The legend about the Mist Emperor has long been spreading. However, the sea of fog is vast, and the mysteries are endless. Those who have truly encountered the Mist Emperor and received his blessings are only a drop in the ocean. For those who have never encountered him in person, it is ultimately just a legend, and it is completely beyond cognition. No matter how realistic the description is, it will always feel absurd and ridiculous.
However, along with this legend, the abyss of dust in Xuanmo City was actually becoming thinner.
Now, the small Xuanmo Realm has been flooded with millions of Xuanists. They came here following rumors, and were all shocked.
Among them, a large number of Xuanists came to visit Mo Xifeng.
"King of the Xuanmo Realm, please lead the Mist Emperor to appear. My little brother has been suffering from the Abyss Corrosion for seven days. If it is a little later... If the legend is true, then only the Mist Emperor can save him!"
The news that the Mist Emperor gave Mo Xifeng a Yuan Stone for an audience with the Emperor spread naturally. In just a few days, too many people had made the same request to him.
"I can't help you." Mo Xifeng refused mechanically, his voice showing obvious weakness: "Take your brother to the Fog Sea. As long as you are sincere enough, maybe you can get the Fog Emperor's blessing."
"No! King Xuanmo Realm, I am willing to hand over all the Yuanjing on me..."
"I have something important to attend to. Sorry I can't receive you." Mo Xifeng turned around and was about to leave: "Notify everyone that no one will be seeing guests today. No matter who they are, no one is allowed to..."
At this time, Mo Qianyou rushed in and said urgently: "Father! There is an important guest..."
"I just said," Mo Xifeng waved his hand back, "I won't see anyone today."
Mo Qianyou glanced around and whispered, "It's a distinguished guest from the Pure Land."
As soon as the words "Distinguished Guests of the Pure Land" were uttered, the originally noisy hall suddenly became silent. Even the person kneeling on the ground begging stopped wailing, as if he had heard a divine decree that could not be desecrated.
Mo Xifeng turned back in an instant, his face showing panic, and then he ran out in a hurry: "Quick! Follow me to greet him."
As he stepped out of the hall, Mo Xifeng saw the white figure at a glance.
He was dressed in a silver-white light armor, his calm eyes contained a faint light of majesty. He just stood there quietly, and his invisible majesty seemed to have enveloped the entire world, annihilating all the chaos and evil.
Mo Xifeng immediately lowered his head and stepped forward, bowing and saying, "Mysterious Desert Realm King Mo Xifeng, respectfully welcomes the Abyss Knight."
Bai Yu said calmly, "The 172nd Knight of the Abyss, 'Pale Blade' Bai Yu."
Mo Xifeng's heart was shocked... No wonder such a terrifying pressure came from an Abyss Knight ranked in the top 200!
The cultivation level corresponding to this ranking is... the seventh level of the Divine Destruction Realm!
Mo Xifeng lowered his waist and said in fear, "I wonder what important matter has brought you here, Sir Knight?"
Bai Yu said: "There is indeed an important matter that I need your help, King Xuanmo."
Mo Xifeng's heart skipped a beat. He had already vaguely guessed what it was about, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and reply, "If I have the honor to serve you, my Lord Knight, everyone in Xuanmo Realm will spare no effort."
"That's good." Bai Yu nodded and said frankly: "It is rumored that five days ago, the criminal who called himself 'Mist King' gave you a deep stone that could make him appear. Is this true?"
"It is true...." Mo Xifeng's voice began to become difficult.
Bai Yu ordered, "Very good. Follow us into the sea of fog and call out the criminal. He blasphemed the Abyss Emperor and confused people's hearts. His tricks and his sins must end today."
Who dares to disobey the order of the Pure Land?
Mo Xifeng did not respond immediately. He gritted his teeth and finally said, "Sir Knight, Wu... Although the name he called himself was a crime of blasphemy, he did a great favor to my Xuanmo Realm after all. The Yuan Stone was a gift given by him after he showed his favor. Apart from these gifts, he has never made any demands on my Xuanmo Realm, let alone committed any sins. How can I... Mo Xifeng... repay kindness with hatred..."
After he finished speaking, everyone in the Xuanmo Realm turned pale.
Bai Yu's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Do you want to disobey the order of the Pure Land?"
Mo Xifeng raised his head, and his eyes met those of his close relatives and fellow disciples, each with a paler complexion than the last… He could only bow his head again, and said in a hoarse voice: “I dare not. The Knight has given an order, and Mo Xifeng shall obey it.”
The coldness of the space eased slightly. Bai Yu turned around and slowly walked towards the direction of the sea of fog: "King Xuanmo Realm, friendship is something that should never be given to the wrong person. Don't worry, the Pure Land will never forget anyone's contribution."
Mo Xifeng looked around, signaled with his eyes that everyone should stay, and followed Bai Yu alone.
However, all the mysterious practitioners who stayed in Xuanmo Realm were alarmed, and all put down their work and followed from a distance... The rumors about the Mist Emperor finally alarmed the Pure Land, and the Pure Land finally launched sanctions against the Mist Emperor.
This seemed like a godsend opportunity, how could they not witness it with their own eyes.
No one noticed that in a remote and secluded corner, a man with ordinary dress and appearance slowly disappeared.
In the shallow part of the sea of fog, Yun Che’s figure slowly walked out from the void.
“It’s about the same time as I expected.” Yun Che muttered to himself, “One Abyss Knight ranked 172nd, plus seven follower knights.”
He closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.
"What's wrong?" Li Su asked.
Yun Che did not answer immediately. After a moment, he opened his eyes and whispered, “Who is behind this?!”
Li Suo: “?”
"I have been building up momentum for a whole year to finally give you this golden opportunity. It is impossible for the Pure Land to send only one Abyss Knight. I expected that there should be at least three high-ranking Abyss Knights."
"But I didn't notice anyone else's presence at all. Unless it was..."
The ultimate state of God!
Feeling the shock in Yun Che's heart and soul, Li Suo said: "If things cannot be done, you should temporarily hide and wait for the next opportunity. As long as you hide in the sea of fog, no one can easily detect your existence, so there is no need to put yourself in danger."
Yun Che frowned, but then sneered faintly: “A huge risk is also accompanied by huge rewards.”
"It seems that I need to adjust my plan a little. If there really is a power of the Ultimate God lurking nearby, I cannot use my real body to avoid danger to the greatest extent possible."
He stretched out his arm, and colorless black energy shot out and disappeared into the rolling abyss of fog. Then, above the abyss of fog, he opened the two strange gray eyes belonging to the Mist Emperor.
“If it is the power of the Ultimate Divine Realm, the limit of controlling the Profound Power is still within the danger range… In this case, we can only use our trump card directly.”
Yun Che’s gaze was cast towards the edge of the sea of fog. His true body disappeared far away in the abyss of dust, becoming invisible. Only a very low murmur remained: “I hope that you will bring enough surprises to this emperor on this trip!”
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