"I still have 3 years before I leave here. For these 3 years, you can rest assured. After 3 years, fend for yourselves."
Fujiwara Shifei finished speaking, paying no mind to the thoughts of the others in the room, nor waiting for their thanks or questions, she quickly strode out.
When Yizixie returned to the main courtyard, he happened to see Fujiwara Shifei flying through the air with Baiying. In an instant, they vanished.
Yizixie sighed and went to the main house.
The people in the main house felt a mix of emotions, unsure whether it was joy or worry.
Joyful that they could live peacefully for the next three years, worried about what would happen after those three years.
"You're back?" Namu Zhong asked with a faint smile as Yizixie entered.
Yizixie nodded and quietly sat down beside Namu Zhong.
Namu Zhong recounted Fujiwara Shifei's final words to Yizixie. Yizixie was somewhat surprised, but ultimately moved.
Regardless of Fujiwara Shifei's purpose for staying, at least she could protect them for three years.
Three years is not a long time, nor is it short. Who knows how many things could happen in that period.
But with Fujiwara Shifei's guarantee, they could at least relax a little, without being on edge all day.
"What are your plans for the future?"
Zheng Wei's sudden remark broke the somewhat strange silence in the room.
"We... can't we stay here?" Namu Zhong asked hesitantly, lacking confidence.
"Muzhong, we have other matters. How can we stay here?"
Before Shen Xiaoyan and the others could answer, Yizixie had already refused Namu Zhong's request.
Namu Zhong was somewhat unwilling, but she knew that once Yizixie spoke, there was no changing his mind. Thus, she could only remain silent.
However, her tightly pursed lips showed that she was unhappy.
"Where are you planning to go? Do you need us to help with any preparations? It's cold now, if it's not urgent, you could wait until after the New Year to leave," Zheng Wei pondered for a moment and said.
Hearing Zheng Wei's words, Yizixie's eyes brightened slightly.
Was Zheng Wei showing concern for him?
"Since you are so kindly inviting us to stay, I cannot refuse stubbornly. Then let's discuss it after the New Year," Yizixie said, feigning reluctance.
But Shen Xiaoyan and Zheng Wei, looking at his bright eyes, felt utterly speechless.
If you want to pretend to be reluctant, at least try to be more convincing.
Your eyes are so full of joy, how are we supposed to continue the conversation?
"Then so be it."
In the end, it was Zheng Wei, with a cold face, who continued along with Yizixie's words.
"That is, you have to tell us who you are and where you come from. That shouldn't be a problem, right?" Shen Xiaoyan asked.
Upon hearing Shen Xiaoyan's question, Yizixie and Namu Zhong showed no hesitation. Namu Zhong, without waiting for Yizixie to speak, began to ramble.
It turned out that Yizixie, Namu Zhong, including Wuer Shan and others, and Fujiwara Shifei, all came from the same place.
That place was called the Holy Spirit Continent.
The Holy Spirit Continent was vast and boundless. Even though Yizixie had lived for 800 years, he had not seen it all.
Some people, in their entire lives, might not even traverse one percent of the Holy Spirit Continent.
Hearing this, Shen Xiaoyan began to understand. It seemed that these two were either cultivators of spiritual energy or some kind of spiritual cultivation.
Yizixie and the others were from the Wulumu Kingdom in the Eastern Continent of the Holy Spirit Continent. They were originally from the same sect, but competition among fellow disciples was fierce.
In a place like the Holy Spirit Continent, the law of the jungle prevailed. Many times, even over a trivial matter, it would result in either death or survival.
Yizixie had a conflict with a senior disciple from his sect due to a certain matter. Later, other events occurred, and he and Namu Zhong were forced to leave the sect and came here, living for a hundred years.
After listening to Namu Zhong's account, with Yizixie occasionally supplementing and interrupting, Shen Xiaoyan and the others understood the sequence of events.
However, regarding the crucial issues, Yizixie had not revealed a single word.
Shen Xiaoyan had to admire him. Every time Namu Zhong was about to reveal something, he would perfectly interject and use another way to explain what should be explained, without revealing anything that shouldn't be.
"How did you get here? Can people from the Holy Spirit Continent come and go freely?" Shen Xiaoyan asked the question that concerned her the most.
"You can rest assured about this. We came through a spacetime transmission gate, and it's our sect's own spacetime transmission gate. Ordinary people simply cannot come here."
Yizixie seemed to understand Shen Xiaoyan's concerns and explained the reason in earnest, trying to comfort her.
"If your sect has one, then other sects..."
"You can rest assured, there is no spiritual energy here, nor are there any treasures. No one would bother to come here," Yizixie cut off Shen Xiaoyan's speculation, directly sealing off all possible avenues of inquiry.
Shen Xiaoyan first breathed a sigh of relief, but upon hearing the word "spiritual energy," her heart tightened again.
Spiritual energy!
There was spiritual energy here, and even Fujiwara Shifei had said that the spiritual energy was abundant.
If others found out, they would not have a good life.
Let alone a good life, survival itself would be a question.
Shen Xiaoyan did not believe that just because she could defeat Wuer Shan, she had nothing to fear.
Someone like Wuer Shan was at best a minor scumbag.
"Are you cultivators?"
"What?"
After a long silence, Yizixie's thoughts had drifted. Hearing Shen Xiaoyan's question, he was somewhat slow to react.
"I mean, are you cultivators?" Shen Xiaoyan asked again.
"Yes and no." Yizixie's answer was ambiguous, and in truth, he himself was not entirely sure.
"Then can you teach me? I mean, can I cultivate?" Shen Xiaoyan didn't care what it was, her only thought was that she had to learn, to become strong, so that she would be fearless.
Only by being strong could one be fearless.
She could not place her hopes on the three years promised by Fujiwara Shifei, nor could she rely on the Immortal Spring Water to ensure the safety and health of her family from now on.
Hearing Shen Xiaoyan's somewhat urgent question, Zheng Wei had already guessed her thoughts.
"Yizixie, tell us, is there anything we can cultivate? You can name your price," Zheng Wei said.
Yizixie looked at Shen Xiaoyan and Zheng Wei, blinked his dark, bright eyes, then shifted his gaze to Sima Han and Yue Qingxin, and found that these two were staring at him intently, just like Shen Xiaoyan and Zheng Wei.
Finally, he glanced at Lu Taobao and found that he was even more terrifying, his gaze seeming to wish to devour him.
"Tell us, quickly!"