Rong Zi glanced around and raised an eyebrow imperceptibly.
This place... seems to be the place where she and her brother first ascended to heaven.
Tens of thousands of years have passed, and although the surrounding scenery has changed somewhat, some traces of the past can still be seen in the landform.
Rong Zi nodded and replied, "Yes, this is the Upper Realm."
Thinking of those two despicable villains, Chu Qingyu and Feng Yuan, a cold, stern smile slowly curved her lips.
Tremble, you scum!
I, Rong Zi, am back!
Yun Jing took a deep breath and exclaimed, "As expected of the Upper Realm, the spiritual energy in the air is so rich! Every breath I take feels so refreshing and light."
"Such a fairyland must have many rare refining materials, right?" Gu Xiaochui's eyes sparkled with anticipation.
According to my master, my uncle is an exceptionally skilled craftsman. He can craft spirit weapons of the Xuan rank with ease. Even Feng Ya'er and Xiu'er were crafted by his family.
When he meets his senior master later, he will definitely have to ask him for some pointers.
Qi Yufei excitedly rushed towards a small patch of spiritual plants not far away.
"Holy crap! It's actually Bloodthirsty Demon Heart Grass! This stuff is incredibly rare in the lower realms, but I never expected it to grow in such large patches here in the upper realms?!"
What a pleasant surprise!
From now on, when refining poison pills, there will be no need to worry about the materials.
Cai Niu and Xiao Kui Hua were also very interested, looking around and finding everything new and interesting.
Jun Moyao climbed out of the Hongmeng Ring and sat on Rong Zi's shoulder, craning his neck and saying to her, "Now that we've returned to the Upper Realm, this wisp of my avatar probably won't last much longer. I need to return to my true body as soon as possible."
Rong Zi said "Oh," and asked, "Then where is your true body? Is it far from here?"
"My true form has been in seclusion in your cultivation room all along."
Tens of thousands of years ago, Rong Zi and Rong Xuan both held prominent positions in the Upper Realm and naturally had their own homes.
Not only do they have it, but their home is also located in a place rich in spiritual energy and with excellent scenery, making it one of the best places in the Immortal Realm.
“My home?” Rong Zi frowned and immediately shook her head. “No, it will take more than two days to get to my home from here. We have to wait a little longer. My brother hasn’t arrived yet.”
Her brother said that he would return to the upper realm the day she and her disciples successfully ascended to heaven.
Jun Moyao said speechlessly, "Our return to the Upper Realm is random. How do you know your brother will definitely return from here? What if he comes back from somewhere else?"
Rong Zi was speechless, "This..."
It seems that such a possibility is not impossible.
Jun Moyao stretched lazily and then said, "No matter where your brother came from, he will definitely go home first after returning to the Upper Realm. If you want to see your brother as soon as possible, I advise you to go home and take a look first."
Rong Zi thought about it and felt that what he said made sense.
She reached out and grabbed Jun Moyao's hand, saying urgently, "In that case, let's set off now."
It's been many years since I've seen her, and I wonder how her brother is doing now.
After gathering her disciples, Rong Zi headed straight for her and Rong Xuan's home in the Upper Realm.
On the way, Rong Zi sighed, "Tens of thousands of years have passed. I wonder what my home is like now."
Jun Moyao continued, "Before your brother was exiled to the Realm of Death by the Heavenly Dao, he specially set up a powerful protective formation for your family. That formation can only be activated by the blood essence of you and your brother, so don't worry, your family is definitely still the same as it was tens of thousands of years ago."
In this entire Upper Realm, the only truly safe place is probably Rong Zi and Rong Xuan's home.
Even Chu Qingyu would never be able to break through the formation set up by Rong Xuan.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen to leave his true form there in seclusion.
Rong Zi lowered her eyes and stared at Jun Moyao for a while, then suddenly asked a question with a curious expression.
"By the way, your true form hasn't been in seclusion in my house for the past tens of thousands of years, has it?"
"Is there a problem?" Jun Jun Moyao spread his hands, neither confirming nor denying.
Those who ascend to the upper realm already possess immortal bones and have unlimited lifespans.
It's only a few tens of thousands of years, nothing to worry about.
Rong Zi gasped and clicked his tongue, "You've been in seclusion for tens of thousands of years? Aren't you afraid of turning into a living fossil?"
Jun Moyao: "..."
Who was he doing all these years of seclusion for?
...
Eager to see Rong Xuan, Rong Zi and the others returned to her and Rong Xuan's former home in just over a day.
A group of people stood in a row outside the house. Yun Jing and the others all looked up at the door in front of them, their mouths agape in astonishment.
"This is... your and your master's home in the Upper Realm?"
I had heard my master say before that when she and her master were in the Upper Realm, they were incredibly powerful and held an extraordinary position.
Especially the Master.
It is said that he was a Celestial Emperor.
They thought that since their master was already a dignified Immortal Emperor, her residence must be a magnificent immortal palace with a huge area, extremely precious materials, and a super grand architectural design.
Even if it's the worst, it should at least be a decent-sized immortal estate, right?
But what do they see now?
A small courtyard, even smaller than the Rongling Sect in their lower realm, stood brazenly in front of them.
Moreover, looking around, there are only a few small houses in the yard.
The gate to the courtyard was even simpler, consisting of only a few stone steps and a dilapidated gate tower.
Perhaps due to years of neglect, the stones on the steps have weathered, and weeds grow rampant beside the steps and in the courtyard.
The scene... looked shockingly desolate.
Rong Zi seemed oblivious to the complicated looks in his disciples' eyes, and simply looked at the small courtyard in front of him with a nostalgic expression, nodding in a rather pleasant mood.
"That's right."
After saying that, she added with great emotion.
"I never imagined that even after tens of thousands of years, my home hasn't changed much."
Upon hearing this, Yun Jing and the other seven exchanged glances, and all of them twitched their lips in unison.
Was their master really a Celestial Emperor when he was in the Upper Realm?
Why does it look so unlike anything I've ever seen?
Rong Zi had no idea what his disciples were thinking at that moment.
She was thinking about seeing Rong Xuan as soon as possible, and subconsciously stepped into the doorway.
However, before Rong Zi could even step into the courtyard, an invisible barrier suddenly appeared out of thin air, forcefully blocking her path.
Rong Zi stopped and looked up.
Suddenly, a powerful array with intricate runes rose from the ground, enveloping the entire courtyard in front of them.
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