"Unfortunately, there are some causal forces on this. Only by completing the task assigned by the will of the universe can these causal forces be severed and this drop of cosmic origin be used."
Yang Shen suppressed his impulse.
In fact, if he were to use it himself, he would not be afraid of getting involved in any cause and effect. Even the will of the universe is wary of him, so what would he need to be afraid of?
He had prepared this drop of cosmic essence for his sister; while it might be useful to himself, its usefulness was not significant.
"My forbidden ability has destined me to be immortal, while my sister, even though she is a monstrous genius, is still within the realm of ordinary life!"
"Only by making my sister immortal will I not be so lonely."
Yang Shen harbors an ambition to transform his sister into a forbidden life form, or at least a pseudo-forbidden life form.
Because he's already at such a high level, if he were to actually encounter an enemy, even a small fluctuation in the battle might cause his sister to vanish into thin air.
This outcome was unacceptable to him.
"There is a trace of causal power in this drop of the universe's origin. Only by relying on the guidance of this trace of causality can we find that puppet of rules."
Yang Shen felt that a puppet of rules that even the will of the universe wanted to kill must have done something that would anger both heaven and man.
That rule puppet is probably very strong, otherwise it wouldn't need to go there itself.
Of course, Yang Shen also had some doubts; others might not be able to communicate with the will of the universe.
At this moment, Yang Hongyan opened her eyes, a glint of light flashing in them. Then, she slowly calmed her aura, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes: "I think I've reached the Butterfly Transformation Realm. Did you do something?"
While others reach the Butterfly Transformation Realm at level 36, Yang Hongyan is already at level 37. She is one level higher than others because she underwent an extra transformation during her Transformation Realm.
In the previous five years, she had only managed to cultivate from level nineteen to level thirty.
But after his brother came back, he went from level 30 to level 37 in just one day.
As expected, it's the same old routine, and he's still the same unconventional guy.
What shocked Yang Hongyan the most was that every time she broke out of her cocoon, she had to go through the test of heavenly tribulation. Every time she broke out of her cocoon, she was terrified and had to survive at the cost of her life.
But after my brother came back, even the heavenly tribulation dared not strike me.
Unfortunately, in the Xuan-level plane, the Butterfly Transformation Realm cannot fly; only the Xuan Soul Realm can.
"It's good that you've broken through. You should familiarize yourself with the surge in power." Yang Shen was happy to see his sister so happy.
After thinking for a moment, he plucked a hair from his head, and with a thought, the hair transformed into a mirror: "Take this mirror, and when you miss me, call out to me in the mirror, and I will hear you."
"Who would want you?" Yang Hongyan blushed, but still took the mirror.
“I’m your brother,” Yang Shen reminded him earnestly.
Yang Hongyan immediately retorted irritably, "You dare say you're not a sister-complex?"
"Can we not talk about this?" Yang Shen said helplessly, with a "what's the worst that can happen?" expression. "Besides, so what if I'm a sister-complex? My sister is so cute, it's my freedom to be a sister-complex."
Upon hearing this, Yang Hongyan's eyes widened as if she had discovered a great secret: "Well, Yang Shen, you really do have improper thoughts about me!"
"You should be secretly happy. You must have saved the universe in your past life to be able to be controlled by me."
Yang Shen pretended to vigorously ruffle Yang Hongyan's hair, messing it up.
"Narcissistic, arrogant!"
Yang Hongyan blushed, rolled her eyes, and gave a soft snort, her face burning, before saying resentfully, "Are you leaving again?"
"Don't worry, I'm not leaving, but I have something to take care of. I'll be right back."
"Then could you leave me some treasures? Since you're so powerful, just give me a few tens of thousands of killer weapons."
Yang Hongyan's eyes darted around, and she said, "Otherwise, if your sister is so cute and gets bullied by those awful men, it'll be you, the one who's a total siscon, who'll suffer the loss!"
"..."
Yang Shen's lips twitched. He really wanted to say that the trump card he left in him could ensure that he wouldn't die even if he faced a god.
However, that is, after all, the ultimate trump card, and cannot be used casually. Otherwise, if Yang Hongyan finds out, the training effect will be lost.
With a thought, Yang Shen summoned the energy of heaven and earth, which coalesced into a physical form, transforming into a sheet of A4 paper.
Immediately afterwards, his fingers blurred into a blur as he wrote the character "kill" on the white paper.
Finally, he divided the blank sheet of paper into one hundred pieces and handed them to Yang Hongyan, saying, "Throw them out whenever you encounter danger, and they'll hit exactly where you point them."
Yang Hongyan took it and saw that it was a stack of small slips of paper with nothing on them. She immediately looked suspicious and said, "You're not lying to me, are you? These are just blank pieces of paper."
"That's because you have poor eyesight. This is a valuable item. Okay, I'm leaving now. Contact me using the mirror if you need anything."
As Yang Shen spoke, his body dissolved into light and vanished, leaving in the same eerie way he had entered.
"They really do leave on a whim..."
Yang Hongyan complained, then looked at the stack of small slips of paper in her hand, her eyes darting around, and she prepared to test their power.
"There are a few old guys in the academy who are always going against the master. They can't beat the master, so they target me at every turn. Hmph..."
According to Yang Hongyan's understanding, the trump card her brother gave her should have been tailor-made according to her cultivation level. But she was, after all, his lovely sister, so its power should be far stronger than her own attack power. Otherwise, what would she do if she encountered a strong opponent?
...
More than 500 miles away from the ancient altar, two girls were traveling quickly. Both of them were at the level 40 Butterfly Transformation Realm, but they were still unable to fly in this Profound Realm.
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