He soothed, his tone steady and powerful.
"Besides, with our current level of cultivation, there's no point in worrying."
Ye Chen's tone was filled with helplessness. "Even if the Ancient Evil God really breaks through the seal, we can't help."
“It’s better to practice hard and strive to reach a higher level as soon as possible, so that you can truly contribute to the immortal world.”
Xiao Wuhen nodded heavily. Ye Chen’s words were like enlightenment to him, making him instantly sober up.
"You're right. Instead of worrying about the future, it's better to focus on your cultivation!"
Fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes.
"Let's go, it's time to go back."
Ye Chen stood up and dusted himself off.
The two figures flashed and returned to the courtyard of Qingshui Village again.
In the small courtyard, Mingyuan and Xiao Nianrou were chatting happily, and bursts of crisp laughter could be heard from time to time.
"Master, you're back!"
Xiao Nianrou had sharp eyes and spotted Ye Chen coming back at a glance. She immediately ran over with her short legs and hugged Ye Chen's thighs.
"Little Rourou, be good."
Ye Chen smiled and touched little Nianrou's head, his eyes full of doting.
Mingyuan also stood up, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly to Ye Chen and Xiao Wuhen.
"The two donors are back."
His tone was still calm, but it was obvious that he was in a very happy mood.
"Well, it seems like you guys are getting along pretty well."
Ye Chen nodded, his eyes falling on Xiao Nianrou, "Xiao Rourou, did you enjoy chatting with the master?"
"happy!"
Little Nianrou nodded vigorously, a bright smile on her little face.
"The master told me so many stories!"
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