The two of them returned after a hundred years of battles in this world.
Luo Xiaowei’s demeanor had changed greatly, becoming much more steady.
Qin Xiaoxiao seemed unchanged, though a faint aura of killing intent now clung to her. Still, she hadn't grown up, her eyes were still red and swollen, clearly from recently crying.
Upon seeing Chu Yang, she burst into tears, "Ah! We're back, sob sob..."
Chu Yang looked at Luo Xiaowei and asked with confusion, "Why haven't you broken through to the Nascent Soul stage?"
From his observation, Luo Xiaowei’s cultivation had reached a critical point; he should have been able to break through directly.
But Luo Xiaowei scratched his head and said, "This... I subconsciously wanted to suppress my cultivation as a trump card to fight the Sky-Slaying race."
Chu Yang: "..."
They were all ruthless, weren't they afraid of being struck down by heavenly tribulation?
He took out an ancient sword and threw it to Luo Xiaowei, "You've worked hard these years, here's a sword for you."
Luo Xiaowei caught it quickly and his eyes widened, "No way... this is a celestial artifact..."
Chu Yang said, "You've been gone for so long, I've accumulated quite a few celestial artifacts. You don't need to feel any psychological burden."
Chu Yang waved his hand, and over a dozen celestial artifacts appeared before them, their radiance blinding.
Luo Xiaowei and Qin Xiaoxiao, having spent a hundred years in the cultivation world, knew the value of celestial artifacts too well.
To obtain one celestial artifact, they might have to kill several eighth-stage Sky-Slaying race members to earn enough points.
And their Ice Sword mercenary group, after so long, had only managed to accumulate enough points to exchange for a celestial artifact of rather ordinary quality. Most of their points were used to purchase elixirs, herbs, or secret techniques to enhance their own strength.
Now, seeing Chu Yang treating celestial artifacts as if they were free, they momentarily forgot how wealthy their patron was.
"This sword is called the [Starfall Sword], forged from Starfall Iron. When you fight, it can imbue your attacks with the power of stars. Although it's a celestial artifact, only its materials meet the criteria. Strictly speaking, this is still an unfinished sword blank. However, a sword can grow through a swordsman's intent, so there's no need to find blacksmiths for these things."
Luo Xiaowei felt a surge of emotion; indeed, his boss treated him well. On Blue Star, there was no intrigue, no need to scheme and fight wits with despicable people.
"Thank you, Immortal Brother!"
Chu Yang nodded, then looked at Qin Xiaoxiao and patted her head.
This little girl hadn't changed much in a hundred years. Her aura was not as drastically altered as Luo Xiaowei's, but she no longer possessed the timidity that made her afraid to open her eyes during a fight.
Qin Xiaoxiao gave a sheepish smile, wiping the tears from her face, but her eyes were still red.
"Take out the [Heaven-Opening Divine Axe] and [Star Hammer], and I will unlock all the seals for you."
Qin Xiaoxiao blinked, then took out the small axe and small hammer, placing them in Chu Yang's hands.
"If... if you unlock them all, will I lose control?"
Chu Yang said, "Under normal circumstances, cultivators in the Mahayana stage can perfectly wield celestial artifacts. But you are not ordinary cultivators, so my requirement for you is naturally to be able to perfectly control these celestial artifacts even in the Nascent Soul stage."
Soon, all the seals left within these two celestial artifacts were broken by Chu Yang.
Instantly, terrifying power of slaughter spread from his hands.
These two killing weapons seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, eager to go out and cause havoc.
Qin Xiaoxiao happily put away the two celestial artifacts, already anticipating meeting her friends next time and going on a rampage against the Sky-Slaying race.
"You can go relax now. You can visit your parents, or go play in the [Ascension Tower]. Also, Li Qingyun and Daoist Bai have returned, you can gather and chat about what you've experienced over the years and discuss it."
Holding hands, the two thanked Chu Yang and left with impatience.
For them, what they missed the most now were their families.
...
He Guangxin and Liang Zifan also seemed to sense that it was time to go home.
Liang Zifan went to have a drink with Mo Wuji.
"Brother Mo, how's your cultivation of that 'Primordial Martial Scripture' going?"
"So-so, so-so. Haha, Emperor Yuanwu was indeed a genius. I've achieved minor completion now!"
"Does that mean you don't need it? Let me take a look, I'm stuck at a bottleneck recently!"
"Didn't we make a copy for your Nine Heavens Palace? It's with your master!"
"Alas! The old man took it to play with himself and won't let me cultivate it!"
Mo Wuji sighed, thinking nothing more of it, and took out a jade slip inscribed with scriptures, placing it in Liang Zifan's hand.
Over the years, he had formed a deep bond with Liang Zifan and He Guangxin.
There was basic trust, and moreover, he had basically learned this cultivation method; it only lacked long-term accumulation.
After Liang Zifan put away the jade slip, he said solemnly, "Brother Mo, my homeland is about to be attacked by demons, and we currently need means to enhance our combat power. I'll take this 'Primordial Martial Scripture' back for my family to use. If there's an opportunity in the future, I will surely repay you handsomely!"
Mo Wuji froze, a bad premonition suddenly struck him.
"Wait, what do you mean by what you just said? Why can't I quite understand it?"
Liang Zifan extended his right hand, and on the back of his hand was a golden mark resembling a book.
"My time has come. Brother Mo, we'll meet again if there's a chance. Oh, and as a good brother, I must tell you that He Guangxin and I are from the same place, so..."
Golden light flashed from Liang Zifan's body.
Mo Wuji's eyes widened. He recalled the scene of Mo Wuji suddenly disappearing at the Yan Emperor's banquet and quickly reached out to grab Liang Zifan.
But the person was already gone!
He stood there stunned, his outstretched hand trembling slightly, and roared angrily, "Guards! Quickly go and find He Guangxin!"
"Something's wrong, something's wrong! Golden light is emanating from He Guangxin, and he just disappeared with a snap!"
"If he disappeared, can't you find him?"
"No, the imprint the Grand Elder left on him has completely vanished!"
Mo Wuji felt deeply deceived.
Suddenly, the Palace Master of the Nine Heavens Palace arrived before Mo Wuji in a fury, "Where is my Dao son? Why has the life imprint left on him suddenly vanished?"
Mo Wuji said blankly, "Your Dao son tricked me out of my 'Primordial Martial Scripture' and disappeared..."