Tian Yuan

Chapter 2534 Luo Liuyin Returns

A moment later, An Xiruo had her answer.

Her starry eyes flickered slightly, a hint of surprise in them.

"It's him!"

An Xiruo knew the origin of this subtle rule.

About half a month later, the order of operations in China began to change significantly.

Although the order was stable and there were no signs of disorder, it was different from before.

To give an example, imagine a wooden bucket that can only hold ten liters of water. Suddenly, an external force adds another ten liters of water. Logically, the latter ten liters of water will overflow and spill everywhere.

Strangely, the ten liters of water did not spill out; they were contained within the wooden bucket.

"Imperial Might!"

Wang Taohua, who was cultivating his mind and body at Qingzong, was lying in a rocking chair, enjoying a leisurely and carefree life. Suddenly, he sensed a powerful imperial aura sweeping over him, and he stood up abruptly, his expression freezing and his heart trembling slightly.

Only the elite few at the pinnacle could sense it. The myriad races and common people were unaware that the peaceful land of China, which had been tranquil for many years, was once again in turmoil; life continued as usual, simple and ordinary.

"It's good that you're here, it saves me the trouble of showing up."

An Xiruo noticed that this familiar person was heading towards Qingzong, so she set out a private seat and tea and waited quietly.

Within half an hour, a distinguished guest arrived.

A giant peak near the main city of Qingzong, with surging clouds and abundant spiritual energy.

An Xiruo, dressed in red, sat atop the mountain, serving tea to her guests.

"I have come uninvited, fellow Daoist, please do not be offended."

The newcomer wore a plain-colored robe, his aura restrained, and walked through the air. Upon arriving, he bowed respectfully to An Xiruo.

"Please sit down."

When meeting others, An Xiruo always wore a veil, pointed to the empty private seat in front of her, and said coldly.

The distinguished guest took a seat, sipped his tea, and looked directly at An Xiruo without any fear: "After nearly five thousand years away, I have returned to a completely different landscape."

The man's tone was quite wistful.

He is a native of Shenzhou, Luo Liuyin of the Linqian Imperial Clan!

Luo Liuyin, a lonely person.

He endured tribal trials in his youth, witnessing the tragic deaths of his peers and even his own brother. He exuded a menacing aura that deterred others from approaching him.

Later, she became acquainted with Chen Qingyuan, and her life trajectory changed from then on.

Around five thousand years ago, Luo Liuyin knew that she had no future in Shenzhou, so she resolutely went to the Chaotic Boundary Sea to seek an opportunity to prove her Dao.

Luo Liuyin knew all too well how dangerous the Boundary Sea was.

Fortunately, he was blessed with good fortune and returned in success.

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist, on reaching the Emperor Realm."

Although An Xiruo's tone was calm, her congratulations were sincere.

Luo Liuyin and Chen Qingyuan are friends, so An Xiruo would certainly not be an enemy of Luo Liuyin.

"Just lucky."

Perhaps thinking of the hardships of the path to enlightenment, Luo Liuyin sighed softly.

The story is complex and cannot be explained in just a few words.

"Fellow Daoist, is there any important matter you have brought here?"

After exchanging a few more polite words, An Xiruo inquired.

"I would like to inquire about the Supreme Feast from you."

Luo Liuyin stated her purpose directly.

Upon returning to China, he attempted to perform some calculations, but to no avail.

The ultimate feast involved extremely terrifying causes and effects, and even if he attained the Dao and became an emperor, he would not be able to see the whole picture.

After only a few breaths of thought, he decided to rush to Qingzong and ask An Xiruo for an answer.

An Xiruo remained silent for a while, unsure of where to begin: "I'm not very clear about this matter either."

"What do you know, fellow Daoist? Please tell me."

Luo Liuyin stood up and bowed, showing great courtesy.

"You're my brother's friend, no need to be so formal, please sit down!"

Seeing how polite the other party was, An Xiruo naturally couldn't remain silent and decided to tell them everything she knew.

Through An Xiruo's narration, Luo Liuyin gained a thorough understanding of the major events that had occurred in China over the past thousands of years. He also gained a deeper understanding of the Supreme Feast, which he cared about most.

The ancient gods were in turmoil. The Feast Land was surrounded by a barrier, and the flow of time inside and outside was different. This included the Path to Immortality and other paths.

There has been no news of Chen Qingyuan, and it is unknown when he will return.

After pondering for a long time, Luo Liuyin said solemnly, "Thank you for clearing up my doubts, fellow Daoist."

An Xiruo possessed a dignified appearance and a cool, clear voice: "What are Fellow Daoist Luo's plans for the future?"

"Dedicate yourself to cultivation."

Luo Liuyin replied truthfully.

He attained enlightenment outside the realm and did not inherit the Dao of Shenzhou. Therefore, he could not affect An Xiruo's control over Shenzhou, and there was no conflict of interest between them.

An Xiruo nodded and said, "Very good."

Luo Liuyin sighed softly, "It is truly a great regret in my life that I was unable to witness the grand feast of the ultimate path."

"Life's journey will always leave some regrets; nothing can be perfect."

Having endured many hardships, An Xiruo harbors many regrets in her heart.

Luo Liuyin smiled slightly: "That's true."

The two exchanged a few more trivial words and then the conversation ended.

An Xiruo and Luo Liuyin had little interaction, so she naturally wouldn't ask too many questions. This meeting was simply to confirm Luo Liuyin's attitude, lest she cause any trouble in Shenzhou and disrupt this hard-won peaceful life.

call out!

Luo Liuyin bowed to An Xiruo and turned to leave. He didn't plan to return to the Linqian Imperial Clan, but instead prepared to go to the Imperial State to observe the area where the Extreme Dao Feast was held up close.

In the years to come, unless the Linqian Imperial Clan faced annihilation, he would not offer any assistance. He had no feelings for his clan; removing the scourge from the clan back then was already repaying evil with kindness, and he could not continue to do so indefinitely.

"Brother..."

In an instant, An Xiruo returned to her elegant abode in the mist, sat on a futon by the cliff, gazed into the distance, and let her longing drift on the wind. For many years, she had been meditating and cultivating herself without ever slacking off.

An Xiruo's strength far surpasses what it once was.

Although she was unable to advance beyond the later stages of the Imperial Realm, suppressing Lu Hansheng and Shen Wuyun was not a difficult task.

The waiting process felt like an eternity.

But her heart remained steadfast, never wavering.

Chen Qingyuan's three personally trained disciples are now all capable of handling things independently.

The eldest disciple, Zhu Wulang, possesses a flawless Daoist body and is skilled in archery.

Legend has it that a thousand years ago, he ventured alone into the heart of the Demon Realm, wielding a Blazing Sun Bow, and with three arrows, he slew a Demon Lord who was half a step into the Quasi-Emperor realm, saving countless lives. His deeds were earth-shattering and his name resounded throughout the land.

This demon lord intended to use forbidden and evil magic to refine all living beings and reach new heights. However, Zhu Wulang happened to discover this, not only thwarting his breakthrough but also costing him his life.

Zhu Wulang's cultivation level has not yet reached the eighth step of the Divine Bridge. However, his true combat strength is enough to make many quasi-emperors wary and dare not underestimate him.

Tang Wan'er, the second disciple, was a woman with average innate talent, but under Chen Qingyuan's careful training, she developed a top-notch sword body.

Although her strength was not as great as Zhu Wulang's, it far surpassed that of ordinary strongmen. She often performed good deeds and was highly respected by the world.