Chapter 123: I Miss You So Much…

“Brother Lin, what is that dark, murky thing?”

In the forest, Yaya sat on Lin Xun’s arm, her large eyes blinking as she stared at the mass of black mist.

Within the black mist, everything, whether animal or plant, was gradually withering away.

Even Lin Xun was momentarily stunned by the sight.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of a battle royale game he used to play in his past life.

Could there be a final circle at the end?

“Brother Lin.”

“Hmm?”

“Why is that dark thing gradually getting closer?”

“Huh???”

Lin Xun took a closer look! Good grief, the circle really was shrinking!

Could this Secret Realm have been created by some Transmigration Senior?

Lin Xun felt as if ten thousand grass-mud horses were galloping through his heart.

Regardless, Lin Xun could only run wildly while holding Yaya!

After all, he was only in the Dragon Gate Realm within the Secret Realm, and the Dragon Gate Realm wasn’t invincible. Moreover, he wasn’t a Medical Cultivator. If he were to fall here, it would be quite a disaster, not to mention for the little fox, Yaya.

After an incense stick time, the poison circle stopped, but according to Lin Xun’s experience, the shrinking would continue.

Sure enough, after another incense stick time, the poison circle continued to shrink, and the speed of the shrinkage became faster and faster.

While running from the poison circle, Lin Xun even encountered several Sects fighting fiercely over some Magic Treasure. Holding Yaya, Lin Xun didn’t even spare them a glance.

As it turned out, they were still fighting even after Lin Xun left.

When the poison circle stopped, Lin Xun curiously looked back, only to find that the people from those two Sects had already turned into two piles of white bones.

Lin Xun quickly covered Yaya’s eyes.

One of them was still clutching something even in death. If Lin Xun guessed correctly, that was the treasure they were fighting over.

Lin Xun reached out and grabbed it, and the treasure passed through the poison circle into his hand.

But it was merely a stone.

“Can this Secret Realm confuse people’s minds?” Lin Xun muttered to himself.

But confusing the mind requires a medium, such as an object, a person, or perhaps a Magic Formation.

Yet when Lin Xun passed by them, he hadn’t felt anything at all.

Could this entire Secret Realm be a Magic Formation? Was someone controlling this formation to confuse others’ minds?

But to use the entire Secret Realm as a Magic Formation and even trap Jiang Yuerou of the Ascension Realm, this person’s Realm must be at least the Spirit Refining Realm.

Spirit Refining Realm?

Besides his former self, was there actually such an existence in this world now?

“Brother Lin.”

In Lin Xun’s arms, Yaya reached out her small hand and worriedly caressed Lin Xun’s cheek. Her little hand was warm and very comfortable.

“It’s nothing.” Only then did Lin Xun notice that the corners of his mouth were curling up uncontrollably.

His bad habit was acting up again.

Back then, he used to search for strong experts everywhere; hearing about one was like seeing a Japanese “enlightenment teacher.”

Finally knowing there was a Spirit Refining Realm expert here, Lin Xun’s restless heart began to stir again.

But Lin Xun knew he was no longer the person he used to be.

He had a wife and a home now; he couldn’t go around fighting and killing anymore. It wasn’t good.

“Yaya, it might be a bit dangerous here. Why don’t you go into the Storage Pouch for a bit, okay?”

Yaya lowered her small head. She really wanted to stay with Brother Lin, but thinking that she might distract him, she nodded. “Okay, Yaya understands. Brother Lin, be careful.”

“Don’t worry, Brother Lin hasn’t seen Yaya grow into a big girl yet, so I won’t let anything happen to me.”

As he spoke, Lin Xun rubbed Yaya’s head. Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier until she finally leaned against Lin Xun’s chest and fell asleep, her small hand still clutching his collar.

After putting Yaya into the Storage Pouch and letting her sleep, Lin Xun could act a bit more freely without worrying about affecting her pure, snow-white heart.

Continuing forward, Lin Xun kept searching for Jiang Qingshang. As long as he could rescue her, everything would be fine.

Just as Lin Xun pushed aside some bushes to keep going, the roar of a Demonic Beast suddenly rang out ahead!

Immediately after, a Spell caused an explosion. Lin Xun felt a familiar spiritual energy aura, much like the one he had seen during the Blood Moon.

Sikong Wangxing?

On the other side, guided by the Zilin Divine Sword, Jiang Qingshang walked step by step toward the depths of the Secret Realm.

Originally, only the four powers—Zilin Holy Land, Penglai Island, Medicine King Valley, and the Sword Pavilion—knew about the Heiwu Secret Realm.

But now the whole world knew, and countless Sects had come to the Secret Realm, even claiming it held countless Heaven And Earth Treasures.

Jiang Qingshang knew that one of the four must have a traitor who leaked the news of the Heiwu Secret Realm and fabricated the false information that it was full of Opportunities.

“Jiang Qingshang? Jiang Qingshang! Hahaha, you’re all alone.”

A five-man Demonic Path team encountered Jiang Qingshang, and their leader seemed particularly excited.

Five against one! Everyone was at the Dragon Gate Realm Perfection. No matter how many Magic Treasures she had, she couldn’t use them across higher levels.

How could we possibly lose?

Looking at Jiang Qingshang’s long dress, which wrapped around her graceful figure, their DNA stirred!

“Jiang Qingshang! Hand over all your treasures and take off your clothes.”

Before the leader could finish his sentence, five leaves sliced across their necks, and pixelated oil sprayed out.

The young girl continued walking as if she hadn’t even seen the five men.

Her dress remained untainted by a single speck of dust.

Not long after, the girl encountered a Sect consisting of three men and two women. The leader was a top talent of his Sect, even considered a future Sect Master. When he saw Jiang Qingshang, he swallowed hard.

Jiang Qingshang, the number one Sword Dao Genius, the top of the world’s se jia ranking, the future Holy Lord of Zilin Holy Land, and the ultimate “rich, beautiful, and high-status” woman!

Who wouldn’t be moved by such a Fairy?

Especially seeing the girl alone, the leader began to have ideas.

He stepped forward to invite her, expressing his willingness to travel with Fairy Jiang.

Jiang Qingshang continued to ignore them, not even glancing their way as she walked straight ahead.

Facing such blatant disregard, how could this arrogant future Sect Master, this “future warrior,” endure it?

Especially when he heard his Junior Sister snickering behind him.

Consequently, the man grew even angrier.

Moreover, everyone here was in the Dragon Gate Realm. You’re alone, and I’m kindly offering to look after you, yet you’re being so disrespectful? How am I supposed to maintain my reputation as a leader?

Thus, the man reached out to grab Jiang Qingshang’s hand.

“Eh?”

When the man was still a meter away from Jiang Qingshang’s sleeve, pixelated oil-blood sprayed out again.

Looking down, he saw that his fingers had been severed into segments, each falling exactly a meter away from the girl.

“Ah—!”

This was immediately followed by the man’s screams as he clutched his severed hand. Not only that, but Sword Qi had entered his body and was destroying his spiritual apertures. At the very least, he would never be able to cultivate again in this life.

Only then did they remember hearing that Jiang Qingshang was born with a Sword Bone. Within a meter of her, Sword Qi swirled, and anyone who approached would die.

The girl didn’t even spare them a glance as she continued forward, as if she hadn’t noticed any of them from beginning to end. It was as if they simply didn’t exist in her eyes.

Watching the girl gradually distance herself, no one dared to step forward again.

After an unknown amount of time, perhaps because she was tired, the girl smoothed her skirt and sat down on a rock.

From near her heart, she pulled out a palm-sized cloth doll. The doll wore a set of green robes with the character “Pei” written on them. Upon closer inspection, the doll actually bore a slight resemblance to Lin Xun.

“It should be the middle of the night now. Are you asleep?”

The girl extended a slender, jade-like finger and gently poked the doll’s small belly.

“Don’t read at night; it’s bad for your eyes.”

“Have you been eating well while I’ve been away? You haven’t been ordering takeout, have you?”

“The weather has turned cold; don’t tell me you’re still going for morning runs in thin clothes? You’ll get sick.”

“Listening to music at the theater is fine, but if you cross the line, I’ll be angry.”

“Lin Pei. Don’t stay up too late grading assignments.”

“Lin Pei. Don’t keep rubbing Yaya’s head; girls won’t grow up if you do that.”

“Lin Pei.”

The girl pulled her knees up and hugged the doll tightly to her chest.

“I miss you so much.”