"Arong, I can sense Arong's presence," Yuehua said excitedly.
The mountain stone opened its hand, revealing a dark seed in its palm.
It is radiating endless vitality.
Yanxi's branches swayed gently, and several drops of emerald green natal crystal flowed into the seed.
That once vibrant green branch has turned somewhat withered and yellow.
But the seed still didn't react.
“Brother Rong is too badly injured, and he himself controls the laws of life and death, so there’s nothing I can do,” Yan Xi sighed and said.
"We can only rely on our master," said Shanshi.
“But Master is in a special situation right now and can’t remember us at all,” Yuehua said anxiously.
“Even if I can’t remember, some instincts are still there,” Shan Shi said. “Don’t forget how I returned.”
“Big brother is right.” Ling Yuan nodded: “As long as the master is here, everything will be fine.”
"Just hand Rong over to Xiao Hao. When the return gift pack is opened next time, just give Rong to the master as a return reward," Yun Lan said.
“Tiger Girl is right,” Yan Xi said, gently swaying the branch.
“Okay, let’s do it that way.” Shan Shi nodded.
Having resolved the issue of withering and flourishing, Shan Shi then took out the "treasure" he had taken from Han Weixian, the original body.
In Han Weixian's view, it was indeed a treasure.
And it's a lifetime's savings.
Huo Qing leaned over, glanced at it, flapped its wings, and said, "Where did you pick up this trash, Big Brother?"
"This is the treasure vault of that original Han Weixian. He used to treat the withering and flourishing as a bargaining chip, buying and selling at will, so I taught him a lesson," Shan Shi explained.
"What? You dare to buy and sell Ah Rong?" Yuehua's brows furrowed with a hint of ferocity. "He'd better pray he doesn't run into me!"
Yanxi gently patted Yuehua's shoulder and said, "Once Master's original essence returns, going anywhere you want will be just a matter of a thought."
"It's certainly useless to us. But it's not bad for the disciples of the sect," Yunlan said, patting the ground with her chubby paws.
"Then let Wukong give it to the disciples in the sect," Shanshi said.
"Didn't Master set up some kind of points tower? It needs all sorts of redeemable prizes, so why don't we put them in the points tower?" Mo Xuan said, shaking his little head.
“Then leave it to Xiao Hao.” Shan Shi nodded, then looked at Mo Xuan and smiled, “You look really… exquisite right now.”
Mo Xuan stretched and said, "I can't help it if it's a rebirth."
However, it was quite satisfied with its body.
The owner likes it.
She has praised herself as cute and adorable more than once.
I've never praised myself before.
It's clear that appearance is still very important.
After leaving the Star Moon Sect, Han Weixian and Yun Yue did not intend to return to Shenchu City, but instead insisted on going to the Yun family.
Upon learning that the Yun family had moved to Tianyuan City, he was filled with envy.
At the same time, he cursed Han Fei from head to toe in his mind.
They are all patriarchs of the eight great families of Zhongzhou, so why is there such a big difference between them?
Why does Yun Yue only know how to suck up to powerful people?
Han Fei, however, acted like a fool, not only not knowing how to hug her, but also pushing her leg away.
He's so angry!
"Clan Chief Yun, do you think I can join the Star Moon Sect?" Han Weixian, the clone, asked eagerly.
“You’re not unaware of the feud between the Han family and the sect leader’s wife,” Yun Yue said.
“I’m not exactly a member of the Han family,” Han Weixian, the clone, immediately said.
Yun Yue couldn't help but roll her eyes: "You're the patriarch of the Han family, and you're not even a member of the Han family? Are you kidding me?"
"A clone." Han Weixian, the clone, immediately emphasized, "I am merely a wisp of my life soul."
He was so disgusted before, but now he's so grateful.
After gaining self-awareness, he complained more than once about why he was a clone instead of his original self.
But now, he is glad that he is not the original body.
Especially with the help of that great man, he actually generated his original essence blood.
With the essence of the original blood, he can completely break free from his original body and become an independent individual in tens of thousands of years.
Therefore, he has no connection with Han Weixian or the Han family.
“From today onwards, I will no longer be called Han Weixian.” The clone Han Weixian suddenly stood up straight and said, “Please call me Nansheng.”
"Nansheng?" Yun Yue was taken aback, unable to understand.
"Today, in the Southern Wilderness Continent, I am reborn, hence the name Nansheng (Southern Birth)," said the clone Han Weixian with a smile.
"The Han family..."
“My name is now Nan Sheng. What does the Han family have to do with me?” Nan Sheng interrupted, “I am just a rogue cultivator from the Southern Wilderness Continent.”
Yun Yue: "..."
The birth of Nan Sheng was immediately noticed by Han Weixian, who was in the Second Immortal Court of another world.
It wasn't that I noticed the sudden name change.
Instead, he suddenly couldn't sense the clone he had left in the original world.
Han Weixian frowned, and with a flash, he reappeared outside the Thousand Machine Pavilion.
"Greetings, Lord Court Master," the gatekeeper said respectfully.
Inwardly, I couldn't help but complain: Didn't I just come here a couple of days ago? Why am I here again today? Don't I have anything else to do?
Han Weixian did not answer, but directly activated the Thousand Machine Mirror, wanting to contact his clone.
However, there was no response.
Han Weixian frowned deeply and tried again.
There was still no response.
He can no longer contact his clone.
"What's going on?" Han Weixian couldn't help but mutter to himself.
That clone contained his life essence and a trace of his origin, and it remained in the original world's territory, so it could be said that everything was under his control.
And we could still contact each other a couple of days ago, so why can't we contact or sense them now?
Even if he develops self-awareness and rebellious thoughts, he is still only at the level of a mere Immortal Realm cultivator.
Moreover, it was an avatar he created.
Controlling a clone is a piece of cake, isn't it?
Why can't I sense it anymore?
Han Weixian tried all sorts of methods, even separating a wisp of his original essence again, hoping to use this wisp of essence to find his clone.
But in the end, all their efforts came to nothing.
Han Weixian's brows were so furrowed they could trap a fly, but he was at a loss for what to do.
Finally, he summoned his trusted confidants.
It had already been agreed that this trusted confidant would go to the original world through the Reincarnation Bureau to retrieve that wisp of his clone.
The date is set for tomorrow.
However, an additional restriction was added: the prisoners must be captured alive.
Originally, by using a magical artifact to directly destroy the clone, the original essence could be preserved in the artifact and brought back.
But now Han Weixian desperately wants to know what the clone did and how it managed to deceive his senses.
Therefore, he needs a living one to easily probe the clone's memories.
"Rest assured, Your Excellency, I will definitely complete the mission," the trusted aide said confidently.
Han Weixian nodded in satisfaction, then casually waved his hand: "Once it's done, this Thousand Poison Grass will be..."
Looking at his empty palm, Han Weixian frowned again.
Then he suddenly waved his hand again.
It was still empty.
With a thought, Han Weixian appeared in his treasure vault.
Looking at the square, spotless treasure vault, not even a speck of dust in sight, he roared angrily, "Who the hell emptied my treasure vault?"
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