"Moreover, their strength will continue to increase."
The first time they are relatively weak, but their strength will increase the second time, until every invader reaches the Saint Realm.
Just think about it, tens of thousands of Saint Realm experts…
Guo Feng picked up the conversation and continued, though his words were naturally somewhat exaggerated.
With tens of thousands of Saint Realm experts, the Four Realms Continent would truly be doomed.
But Yue Qingling also knew that it wouldn't come to that. There was no need to wait for the invaders to reach the Saint Realm; just tens of thousands of Earth Cultivators could wear down the Heaven Cultivators.
Only a Great Emperor, like the towering Purple-Green Empress, possessing boundless spiritual energy and magical power, could completely annihilate these invaders.
In her mind, Yue Qingling immediately came up with a vivid analogy for the intruder.
The invaders are the cancer cells of the Four Realms Continent, which take advantage of the weakened immune system to invade.
Although Yue Qingling was terrified, he still had a glimmer of hope and said, "Then Empress Ziqing is still here, isn't she?"
"After opening the Supreme Holy Land, Empress Ziqing won't live much longer. Two years? One year? It might be even shorter."
Guo Feng's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Yue Qingling's head.
It's like a group of college students who have just finished military training being told that they are going to the battlefield tomorrow to fight aliens.
"So, Brother Yue, we still need to take this seriously."
Upon hearing this, Yue Qingling quickly replied, "Definitely, definitely."
He glanced at the fox girl again, and her gaze never left him.
After exchanging a glance, the fox girl actually grinned.
She was young, so her smile was clear and bright.
But her inherent charm, combined with such a pure smile, is truly powerful.
Its clear and bright allure was enough to make Yue Qingling, who was terrified of women, feel her heart race.
She really is a vixen.
Why is Guo Feng's daughter a fox demon?
"Oh right, I forgot to introduce her. This is my daughter, Guo Mingwu."
Seeing his daughter's smile, Guo Feng didn't ask her to leave and introduced her to Yue Qingling in a very open and generous manner.
The demon race doesn't have many rules, and Guo Feng doesn't think his daughter needs too much protection from him as her father.
Moreover, he didn't think his daughter would fall for the masked boy in front of her.
How can you fall in love with someone without even seeing their face?
No one would be so frivolous.
Although the other party's speech and behavior were very proper.
Yue Qingling nodded in acknowledgment, and Guo Mingwu smiled briefly before finally turning her head to look elsewhere.
Guo Feng was very satisfied with Hei Miao's operation and he planned to host a banquet tonight to welcome her back.
Yue Qingling didn't go; he was too tired and wanted to rest.
From entering the Sacred Land of Ultimate Paths, expending tremendous effort within it, to then returning here...
There wasn't an easy day in between.
Especially when he had just come out of the Holy Land.
At the time, he was afraid that his plan would go wrong and be discovered by Leng Feiran.
Then, Leng Feiran, exuding a murderous aura, suddenly appeared behind him.
The state of high tension continued until I met Guo Feng, at which point I felt reassured that I had a powerful backer.
Even now, Yue Qingling could hardly believe that he had truly escaped unscathed.
The joy was followed by endless fatigue.
So, the hospitable Guo Feng arranged for him to stay in a small courtyard in the palace.
This is considered a guest room; it has an elegant environment and is fully equipped.
Now, he can finally get some rest.
For the first time, Yue Qingling washed up without any psychological burden.
He removed his mask and headscarf.
I simply tied my hair up with a thin string, turning it into a long, drooping ponytail.
He was barefoot, wearing wooden clogs, with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows and his trousers rolled up to his knees, revealing his fair arms and legs.
I washed my face and dried myself off, then sat on the edge of the bed and slowly soaked my feet in hot water.
This was the first time he had felt so content throughout the year.
Yue Qingling leaned back on the soft bed, closed her eyes, and breathed softly.
This is wonderful; this is the happiness I've been missing for so long.
You don't need to consider other people's feelings, nor do you need to guess whether what you're doing is right or wrong.
No one used any strange black and white buttons to manipulate his body.
Those things seem to have all gone with the wind; the tranquility before my eyes is the true meaning of life.
He opened his eyes and, for the first time, felt the negative effects of this comfort.
That's just a bit boring.
His mind finally relaxed, and he muttered to himself, "If only I had a cell phone to play with, hehe."
He even smiled after saying that.
From this moment on, he was no longer the immortal venerable of Yunlin Mountain, nor the prisoner in Leng Feiran's dungeon, nor the bathhouse attendant of the Eastern Continent Imperial Palace.
He was a nineteen-year-old boy.
Happiness is hard-won.
Yue Qingling wanted to cry.
He finally sat up, felt the water in the foot bath was cold, and put on his wooden clogs.
It's okay if the water gets cold; you can soak your feet again tomorrow.
He can soak in it however he wants; nobody can tell him what to do.
He hummed an off-key tune as he carried the foot bath basin outside.
Pour out the water~ Get some sleep~
When Yue Qingling was alone, she couldn't help but amuse herself.
His gait was somewhat unsteady, but that was understandable.
This is his own world; no one will laugh at him.
"Pat-pat!"
Yue Qingling lightly stepped into her wooden clogs and poured the water along the wall.
He's going back to sleep.
The clean-cut young man can finally lie down in bed however he wants.
But Yue Qingling, who had just experienced what it meant to be relaxed and carefree, suddenly froze on the spot.
He then saw a beautiful figure standing at the door.
There was a person standing in his yard?
When did this person arrive?
An ominous premonition arose in his mind.
He had experienced this scenario far too many times.
There are always uninvited guests who disturb his rare moments of peace and quiet.
Yue Qingling's heart, which had soared to the clouds, plummeted once more.
He placed the foot basin on the ground and said calmly to the figure, "Who are you?"
This is the royal palace of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, and Guo Feng is a Heavenly Cultivator at the Xuanji Realm.
The person who could appear here so quietly couldn't be an assassin.
Thinking of this, Yue Qingling felt a little more at ease.
As long as she's not a woman from Dongzhou, it's fine.
The figure was hidden in the darkness, and her face was not visible.
She said softly, "Fellow Daoist Yue, you are so handsome. If you are so handsome, why do you wear a veil during the day?"
Upon hearing the voice, Yue Qingling paused, but couldn't recognize who it was.
Her voice was sweet and clear.
I was standing at the door, and there was candlelight inside, so I could see his true face.
Yue Qingling's mind raced for a moment, and finally, with disbelief, she asked softly, "Is it His Highness Mingwu?"
The only people who saw him during the day and knew his name were Guo Feng and his family.
The only person who can freely enter and leave the palace is this princess.
After Guo Mingwu's identity was discovered, she slowly walked over with her hands behind her back.
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