"Rumble!"
A single candle flame was lit in Chen Jiuyang's sea of consciousness, its light faint.
That was Yao Zixuan's aura!
Crossing boundless distances.
After many years, Chen Jiuyang finally felt Yao Zixuan's aura again.
Tears welled up in his eyes.
Chen Jiuyang slowly raised his head, looking at the brightest star in the night sky.
"That is..."
Crossing boundless distances, Chen Jiuyang could sense that Yao Zixuan's aura was coming from that brightest star, though it was very faint.
But there was no mistake.
"Is the Small Immortal Realm not in another world, but on the other side of the starry sky?"
"That star seems to be the Big Dipper."
"Could the Small Immortal Realm be the Big Dipper?"
Various doubts surged into Chen Jiuyang's heart.
The Big Dipper, the star that had been remembered since the dawn of Chinese civilization.
"Whether it is or not, we will know if we activate the 'Two Realms Mirror' left by the Pure Yang Medical Immortal."
Chen Jiuyang suppressed his excitement. With Yao Zixuan's whereabouts and direction found, bringing her home was only a matter of time.
Chen Jiuyang took a deep breath, told Chen Nianxuan to go to sleep, and began preparations to go to the Small Immortal Realm.
First, he summoned his three confidantes: Lin Yuexian, Ji Lengyue, and Qiu Yihan.
"Next, I will go into seclusion to improve my cultivation. When your cultivation reaches a breakthrough point, send me a message, and I will take you to the Immortal Falling Cliff to improve your cultivation. Cultivating at the Immortal Falling Cliff will not trigger heavenly tribulations."
Chen Jiuyang revealed the truth about the Immortal Falling Cliff to them, causing the three women to rejoice.
"I never expected there to be such benefits within the forbidden area of the Immortal Falling Cliff."
After the three women began cultivating immortal arts, they had always been worried about heavenly tribulations. Advancing from the Golden Core stage to the Nascent Soul stage required facing heavenly tribulations. Their foundations were too shallow, and during their cultivation, they sometimes dared not proceed too quickly, fearing they might not be able to overcome the heavenly tribulations in the near future.
Now, Chen Jiuyang's revelation about the Immortal Falling Cliff dispelled their concerns.
All along, the three women felt guilty for not being able to help Chen Jiuyang.
If they were a little stronger, how could what happened three years ago have occurred?
Chen Jiuyang glanced at them, his expression a mixture of surprise and delight. "It seems that in a few months, my Chen family will have three more sets of chopsticks."
As soon as he said this, everyone in the Chen family was stunned for a moment, and then everyone became excited.
Chen Bian Dao was the most excited. "Jiuyang, have these girls gotten pregnant?"
Chen Jiuyang smiled and said, "Indeed."
After a month of dedicated efforts to sow the seeds last month, there was finally a harvest.
Lin Yuexian, Ji Lengyue, and Qiu Yihan's faces lit up with joy, and they instinctively placed their hands on their lower abdomens.
Chen Jianmin and Zhang Xiuzhen had a rare sleepless night.
In a short time, the family would welcome three more little ones, how could they not be overjoyed?
The entire Chen family became busy.
Grandma Han was even more attentive than anyone else, directly summoning Han Shaofa, the Nascent Soul stage patriarch of the Han clan, overnight.
Deng Zun, Fang Bahua, and others cultivated even more diligently.
If Chen Jiuyang were to branch out, then the Qingzhu Chen family would rise.
Everyone was busy with their own affairs, and the atmosphere was joyful and harmonious.
The only regret was Yao Zixuan's absence.
However, no one mentioned it. Everyone knew that Chen Jiuyang cared most about Yao Zixuan.
That night, Chen Jiuyang made a phone call, contacting Yan Huang, whom he hadn't contacted in a long time.
Then, the next morning, Yan Huang's helicopter landed in the Qingzhu Spiritual Domain.
Yan Huang still had slightly graying temples, with a youthful appearance, looking to be in his early twenties, but his actual age was over a hundred.
In Chen Jiuyang's eyes, Yan Huang seemed like an ordinary person, having returned to simplicity.
There was a flow of Daoist charm in his every move.
"Remarkable," Chen Jiuyang praised.
"Yan Huang, please have some tea."
Chen Jiuyang plucked some leaves that were about to fall from the Qingzhu Spiritual Immortal and made them into tea, a grand gesture indeed.
"Good tea."
Yan Huang, dressed in a white imperial robe, exuded an indescribable noble aura.
After taking a few sips of tea, Yan Huang put down his cup and looked at Chen Jiuyang. "Your progress is very fast."
"At this rate, you should be able to advance to the Emperor realm within ten years, reaching my level."
A Venerable realm cultivator at the age of twenty-seven was a rare peerless genius in ancient records.
Yan Huang was the culmination of thousands of years of martial destiny in the Dragon Country, while Chen Jiuyang was on the path of the Human Emperor, his destiny self-made, and his talent unparalleled.
If not for the incident three years ago, King Qian or the future Emperor Qian would have sat with him in the Dragon Country, with two Emperors ruling, who would dare to bully the Dragon Country?
"Yan Huang is too kind."
Chen Jiuyang said, "Yan Huang, now that you have entered the Emperor realm, have you clearly discerned the path ahead?"
Yan Huang spoke slowly, "The world is recovering, and all things are flourishing. It hasn't been long since we entered the Great Dao, and I am still exploring."
Yan Huang had opened up a new path, neither the Immortal Dao, the Martial Dao, nor the Sword Bearer system. He was destined to be recorded in history and remembered by future generations.
"You summoned me today, is there something important?"
Three years ago, Chen Jiuyang had kept a low profile and only made a phone call, asking for his help.
But at two in the morning today, he called him to the Qingzhu Spiritual Domain, indicating something more important.
Chen Jiuyang first recounted the matter of the myriad races' demons in the Immortal Falling Cliff, then the truth and benefits of the Immortal Falling Cliff, and finally informed him about the Five Great Sacred Lands.
"The Five Great Sacred Lands are no longer the sacred lands recorded in ancient texts. Only a group of selfish old men remain. When the time comes to attack the Five Great Sacred Lands, I will need Yan Huang's assistance." Chen Jiuyang said.
Yan Huang nodded slowly. "Naturally."
"Since the Golden Age's recovery, the Five Great Sacred Lands have no longer been aloof. Their cultivators act arrogantly, even more so than the major sects and aristocratic families."
"The Five Great Sacred Lands occupy the moral high ground, constantly creating conflicts with the Sword Bearers, greedily demanding benefits, and even colluding with foreign countries for resources..."
"This is now the Dragon Country of the people of the Dragon Country, not the Dragon Country of the Five Great Sacred Lands."
"The dragon-slaying youths could not withstand the erosion of time and have become dragons themselves."
"It is time to let the Five Great Sacred Lands disappear into the river of time."
Chen Jiuyang heard the strong killing intent in Yan Huang's words.
"False Dao is ultimately false Dao, revealing its true colors."
Chen Jiuyang sneered, "They are plotting to ascend to the Immortal Realm and achieve eternal self-preservation. How can they care about the feelings of ants?"
Yan Huang sighed, "After the Dragon Country's recovery, countless resources emerged, which also attracted the covetous eyes of foreigners. They should not have helped foreign races to harm our Dragon Country."
Having grown up under the red flag, his way of thinking was completely different from those corrupt old men.
"Just wait, cultivate your own strength more..."
"I invited Yan Huang here not just to inform him about the Immortal Falling Cliff."
"There is also one more thing..."
"My three confidantes are pregnant, and I need to go to the Small Immortal Realm to search for Zixuan's whereabouts."