Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The next day, early morning.

Inside the ancient hall of the Extermination Immortal Sword Sect.

He Qingyun stood before the crystal coffin, her eyes fixed on what was inside.

Within the crystal coffin, only Uncle Bird's physical body remained; her own was gone.

She was no longer in a soul-state; the vitality of her flesh had been successfully awakened, her soul and body perfectly integrated, completely resurrected.

It had been so many years since she had felt this way, so much so that she was somewhat unaccustomed to it.

Having a physical body was still the most reassuring, and she could feel that her body was different from before, with her bones and flesh seemingly undergoing rapid transformation.

However, she had no mind to carefully examine and experience her own condition, her thoughts were all on her husband in the coffin.

Su XiaoXiao was casting the Divine Art of Life, a verdant light enveloping Uncle Bird's body, with runes carrying the power of life essence imprinted upon him.

Uncle Bird's limbs were gradually growing back at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jun Wu Xie watched from the side, his pale face filled with anticipation.

After so many years, this moment had finally arrived.

Uncle Bird had suffered so much in his life; now, his bitterness was finally coming to an end.

At noon, Uncle Bird's limbs had completely regrown.

Su XiaoXiao then used the Divine Art of Life to awaken his soul.

Uncle Bird's soul was not severely damaged.

However, to prevent him from being in too much pain over the years, they had used methods to put his soul into a state of deep sleep, with only a vague perception of the outside world.

The moment he opened his eyes, looking at the faces before him, his lips trembled, and he sat up in the coffin, supporting himself with his hands, his eyes instantly becoming moist.

Jun Wu Xie, holding Su XiaoXiao and Ji Yinlan's hands, quietly retreated from the ancient hall, returning to the small courtyard, leaving Uncle Bird and his wife alone to spend time together.

After so many years of separation between life and death, they must have so much to say, so much longing to express.

"Husband."

Ji Yinlan looked at Jun Wu Xie with some concern, his face was very pale, and his eyes were filled with deep exhaustion.

"Wu Xie Gege."

Su XiaoXiao also looked at him with a worried expression.

Having lost a full three drops of his original essence blood, two for Shiniang and one for Uncle Bird, she was very worried about his physical condition; even a body of iron would not be able to withstand it.

This was not merely blood essence; it contained the essence of life, the core source of a cultivator's existence.

This time, with the loss of his original essence blood, she knew that Wu Xie Gege's lifespan would definitely be reduced by a large amount.

This was unavoidable; even if the life essence were to slowly recover, it would be difficult for his lifespan to return to its original level, and only breaking through to a higher realm in the future would possibly eliminate the effects.

"I'm fine; the impact of this loss is insignificant, and I can recover to my peak combat power in just a few days, it will only reduce my lifespan by about one-third. My physical body is strong, and my life essence is abundant, with a lifespan of over a hundred thousand years, so even if I lose some, it doesn't matter. When I break through to a higher realm in the future, my lifespan will increase."

"Husband, XiaoXiao, you should go and rest quickly."

Ji Yinlan said, one having lost original essence blood, and the other being extremely exhausted due to casting the Divine Art of Life for a long time.

"Come with me."

Jun Wu Xie took their hands and walked towards the house, arriving at the bedroom.

"Wu Xie Gege, do you have something to say to us?"

Seeing him like this, Su XiaoXiao couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"I just want to spend time with you."

Jun Wu Xie hugged them, lying on the bed with one on each side, with many things he wanted to say to them, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.

Ji Yinlan and Su XiaoXiao gazed at him sideways, and from this angle, they could clearly see the tall and straight outline of his face and nose, their eyes gradually becoming blurred.

They both leaned closer to him at the same time, squeezing their bodies hard into his arms, clinging to him tightly, infatuated with the warmth of this moment.

"After I leave, Yinlan, you should make time to spend more time with Xian'er, and so should XiaoXiao."

"Yes, we will treat Xian'er as our own."

"The Mo family, should be taken care of more in the future, the affairs of the imperial dynasty's Emperor Beginning Star, can make more use of the Xuanyuan clan. The affairs outside of the Emperor Beginning Star, can reuse the powerhouses of Qiwu Tower and the Starry Sky Ancient Road headquarters, they are more experienced. The people of the Myriad Worlds Ancient Academy, can let them enter the Imperial Academy to serve as teachers, to cultivate talents for my imperial dynasty."

"Each ancient life star needs to select a few peak powerhouses, grant them positions, and let them supervise and guard the order of their respective ancient life stars. A grand dynasty event can be held every three years, inviting them to the capital to exchange cultivation experiences, the most important thing is to make them always have a sense of belonging to the imperial dynasty, this is very important."

Jun Wu Xie considered many things, after all, he was about to leave.

Without him in this Lower Realm, over time, the sense of belonging of the myriad races might gradually fade.

"Also, you can't let them always only have me in their hearts. Yinlan, as the imperial ruler, you also have to show your own super strength from time to time…"

…

He spoke slowly, while Ji Yinlan and Su XiaoXiao listened quietly.

The next morning, they walked out of the room.

Uncle Bird and Shiniang were waiting in the small courtyard.

Seeing him, a smile appeared on Uncle Bird's face, and he stepped forward to size him up, filled with emotion, and said, "It's been some years since I've seen you, you've matured a lot, and I can no longer see that hint of childishness from the past. The young man I brought into the sect back then is now invincible in the starry sky, the master of the Lower Realm, it really feels like a dream."

"You're still talking, wasn't I tricked into coming by you back then?" Jun Wu Xie curled his lips and said, "Although I knew that the Sect King Academy had declined at the time, I didn't expect the sect to fall to such a state. At that time, I really had a feeling of being deceived. Especially that leaky and draughty house, the dilapidated door latch that would fall off with a touch, which you described as one-key slide unlock, I was thinking, are you a con artist who often walks the rivers and lakes…"

"You kid, what are you saying? That's called returning to simplicity, getting close to nature, don't you understand? Our Sect King Mountain is a treasure land of feng shui, yet you still嫌弃it. Look at the current sect, how prosperous and glorious it is, which proves that the feng shui here is good."

"Uncle Bird, I've discovered that your skin is thicker than before?" Jun Wu Xie looked at He Qingyun, "Shiniang, how did you fall for Uncle Bird back then, weren't you tricked by him?"

"Chatterbox."

He Qingyun smiled faintly.

"I heard that you're leaving?"

Uncle Bird put away the smile on his face, his eyes dimming slightly, and said, "When are you leaving, has the time been determined?"

"It should be in the next few days, I should leave after the affairs of the imperial dynasty are dealt with." Jun Wu Xie said, then fell silent for a moment, and then said, "The past days were very difficult, but they have all been left in the past. Uncle Bird, look at the beautiful rivers and mountains now. This peaceful and prosperous age should be the scene that the world yearns for. So, you all have to be well, and if I have time in the future, I will come back to see you."

Uncle Bird sighed upon hearing this, and said, "This prosperous age is as I wished, and as the world wished, all living beings in the Lower Realm can enjoy the prosperity of the prosperous age, but you can't stay, you still have to walk through the thorns, to open up a new path…"

"Everyone has their own ambitions, that is my choice, and it is my responsibility, it is the path I must take. In the years of growth, there will be not only hardships and thorns, but also many beautiful things. So, Uncle Bird, don't be sad about this, you're making it so sentimental."

"Wu Xie is right, he has his path to walk, he has his responsibilities and great ambitions, going to the Upper Realm is to pursue a higher realm, he will definitely be more brilliant and dazzling, Qianshan, don't be so long-winded."

Wine Lord came, and so did Little Brahma Sound.

…

A group of people sat around the stone table, talking and laughing, no longer sad.

In the following days, Jun Wu Xie and Ji Yinlan would go to the palace every morning.

They summoned all the ministers who held important positions in the imperial dynasty, and summoned the representatives of the myriad races.

A large number of powerhouses gathered in the square inside the imperial palace.

The imperial palace hall was completely unable to accommodate so many people.

It was in this square that Jun Wu Xie personally carved out a space formation, which was able to accommodate the vast number of people.

He discussed the future development plans of the imperial dynasty with everyone.

The ministers of the court, the high-level officials of the Myriad Worlds Ancient Academy, the high-level officials of the Xuanyuan clan, the high-level officials of Qiwu Tower, the high-level officials of the Starry Sky Ancient Road, the high-level officials of the Spirit Clan, etc., all participated in the discussion and offered advice, while the powerhouses of other races listened quietly.

Someone was specifically recording the development plans that were determined every day, one by one, the goals for different periods such as short-term, medium-term, and long-term, as well as the various things that might be encountered in the future, and formulating various policies and laws to prevent them from happening.

This process lasted for a full five days, with no detail overlooked, formulating a plan that Jun Wu Xie felt was relatively perfect, and further improving the laws and regulations of the imperial dynasty.

After the meeting, everyone left.

Jun Wu Xie stood on the top of the altar of the imperial palace, overlooking the prosperous scene of the capital city.

Recalling the past, this place was still the Great Zhou, and the scale of the city at that time was less than one ten-thousandth of what it is now, and it was far less prosperous than it is now.

The current prosperous age was built step by step by him and the people around him, with so much hardship in it.

He was about to leave, leaving the imperial dynasty that he had built with his own hands, leaving the prosperous age that he had fought for with his life, and the feeling in his heart was difficult to explain, and it was inevitable that he would feel a little melancholy.

He stood there for a long time, then walked towards the high tower in the city, Ji Yinlan and Su XiaoXiao silently watched his back.

An ancient sword was quietly inserted at the top of the high tower.

Seeing him coming, the God-Slaying Sword trembled slightly.

"Are you leaving?"

The God-Slaying Sword made a sound.

"Yes."

Jun Wu Xie nodded lightly.

"Go, the Upper Realm is the stage that can allow you to further show yourself."

"After I leave, this imperial dynasty…"

"Go ahead, you don't need to worry about the Imperial Dynasty. Unless the Dark Passage opens again, or an Emperor-level powerhouse invades, no one can shake the Imperial Dynasty!"

"You've become so generous?"

Jun Wuxie was taken aback. It wasn't easy to get the God-Slaying Sword to help in the past.

Those three opportunities to strike were won in a bet.

"Now that you've gone to the Upper Realm, I don't need to worry about affecting your karma, so naturally, I don't need to have so many concerns. This Imperial Dynasty is your foundation. Although it's still shallow, it needs stable development and someone to protect it."

Jun Wuxie nodded upon hearing this, and said, "I have three concerns: enemies from the Upper Realm, enemies from the Dark Universe, and enemies from the Yin Domain's Azure Heavens. Currently, it's unlikely that the Upper Realm and the Dark Universe will invade on a large scale again. Even if they open passages through special means, they can only support a very small number of people crossing over. However, the Yin Domain's Azure Heavens are different; they might invade on a large scale."

"In the future, the environment of this Emperor Beginning Star Region will change, and the suppression of order may gradually weaken. At that time, when people from the Yin Domain's Azure Heavens cross over, there will inevitably be a large number of Saint Realm experts. Because of time constraints, the people of my Imperial Dynasty certainly can't compare in cultivation level, so you will need to take action to repel the enemy at that time."

"I will take action. You don't need to worry about the Imperial Dynasty. Go and pursue your path to becoming a powerhouse."

After the God-Slaying Sword finished speaking, a sword dao imprint lit up on the sword's body. The imprint flickered with light, detached from the sword, and entered Jun Wuxie's palm.

"What is this?"

Jun Wuxie was stunned, looking at it in surprise.

"This is the protection I'm giving you. Because I'm afraid of affecting your own karma and destiny, there's only one chance. In the future, if you encounter an irreversible desperate situation in the Upper Realm, you can activate the sword imprint, and I will appear to kill the enemy for you. Remember, use it sparingly. After one use, the sword imprint will disappear."

"Hey, you're suddenly so nice to me; I'm a little touched."

"Looking at your hypocritical appearance, I can't see any sign of you being touched. Hurry up and get lost; don't be an eyesore here."

"Speaking of which, a man's feelings are very deep and not outwardly expressed, so..."

"Do you believe I'll smack you?"

The God-Slaying Sword trembled twice.

The corner of Jun Wuxie's mouth twitched slightly, and he turned and left.

After his figure disappeared, the God-Slaying Sword murmured, "That kid is about to leave. I'm actually a little reluctant. Why do I feel so empty inside? I hope everything goes smoothly for him in the Upper Realm..."

...

诛 Immortal Sword Sect, Sect Training Ground.

Tens of thousands of disciples gathered here. The nine personal disciples stood at the front, all gazing at Jun Wuxie, their eyes filled with deep reluctance. The female disciples even had tears in their eyes.

"Daddy~ Daddy~ Take care of yourself, and remember to come back and see Xian'er~"

Little Xian'er hugged Jun Wuxie's neck, her big eyes red, filled with tears, pursing her lips, looking like she wanted to cry but was forcefully holding back.

"Xian'er be good. Daddy will definitely come back to see Xian'er. When Daddy's not here, Xian'er must listen to Great-Grandfather, Great-Grandmother, as well as Yinlan and Little Aunt, understand?"

"Yes, Xian'er will be very good~"

The little girl's eyes were already filled with tears, but she stubbornly held them back from falling.

The Phoenix Empress stepped forward and took Little Xian'er from his arms. The little girl didn't struggle, but her little hands tightly gripped his clothes, and then reluctantly released them slowly.

"Grandmaster, these are the Upper Realm's spatial coordinates."

Jun Wuxie gave the coordinates of the Eastern Territory of the Upper Realm that Aunt Jing had given him to the Grandmaster.

Heavenly Sword One glanced at it, and with a wave of his sleeve, a booming sound suddenly came from the air.

A vortex appeared there, gradually stabilizing, forming a two-realm spatial passage.

"Husband, take care!"

"Wuxie brother, take care!"

"Eldest Brother, take care!"

"Master, take care!"

"Sect Leader, take care!"

...

Ji Yinlan, Su Xiaoxiao, Little Fanyin, and the nine personal disciples all had tears in their eyes.

Uncle Bird and He Qingyun also looked reluctant.

Wine Master remained silent.

The entire sect watched him off.

Jun Wuxie looked at everyone, and finally, his gaze landed on Ji Yinlan and Su Xiaoxiao's faces, and he said, "Yinlan, Xiaoxiao, take good care of Xian'er!"

After he finished speaking, he pulled Jing Ya into the sky and entered the two-realm cave vortex.

"Daddy! Daddy!"

Little Xian'er burst into tears, crying and waving her little hands.

Jun Wuxie heard his daughter's sad cries in the spatial passage, turned around to look at her constantly waving her hands, his heart ached, and tears flowed down.

The spatial passage sucked him and Jing Ya further and further away, gradually disappearing from everyone's sight.