Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

"Chan'er, be good, stay in the Imperial Dynasty and wait for me to return."

After the Dragon Lord left, Chan'er insisted on following him into the starry sky. Despite Jun Wuxie's repeated persuasion, she remained adamant.

"The Dragon Lord said to let Chan'er follow you. The Nether Ruins are not easy to deal with, and Chan'er is worried."

Chan'er looked at him expectantly, lacking the majesty and aura of a female emperor, resembling a wronged and stubborn little girl, with tears in her eyes.

"I'm carrying the Celestial Emperor with me, Chan'er, what are you worried about? Be good and wait for me here, listen to me."

Jun Wuxie had no intention of taking any women with him this time.

Yao'er was about to wake up.

He hoped that when Yao'er woke up, she would only see him, and they would have a period of time that belonged only to them.

...

In the following days, Jun Wuxie locked himself in his room and entered a state of cultivation.

Having obtained the Essence of Thick Earth at the Martial Dao Myth Exchange Conference, he naturally wanted to refine it as soon as possible, as well as the talisman energy in the twelve wooden zodiac sculptures.

The quality of the Essence of Thick Earth was not low; it was a divine-grade treasure.

Clearly, the extraterritorial forces that obtained it did not know it was divine-grade; otherwise, even if they couldn't use it, they wouldn't have taken it out.

The remaining killing power inside could blind people's senses. Practitioners below the Divine Realm could hardly see its true grade.

The killing power in the essence was in a dormant state, but if one were to absorb the origin within, it would activate the killing power.

Jun Wuxie incorporated it into his Inner World and placed it within the Millstone of Epochs at the center of his Natal Star.

The killing power inside should have been Divine Realm power, but due to the passage of too long, it had weakened a lot.

Now, it was between the Divine Realm and the Saint Realm.

He slowly peeled away the origin from the Essence of Thick Earth, and instantly activated the killing power within.

However, as soon as the killing power rushed out, it was annihilated by the Millstone of Epochs, leaving only pure origin power.

The earthy-yellow origin energy flowed out from the Millstone of Epochs and was absorbed by his body, flowing along his meridians to every part of his body.

This origin had a heavy and condensed power, making his entire body's meridians feel as if they were constantly being crushed by high mountains and great peaks.

However, his physical body was extremely strong. The origin of the Essence of Thick Earth of this quality could not cause obvious damage to him.

His body gradually emanated a layer of earthy light from the inside out.

Whether it was bones, internal organs, meridians, flesh, etc., they were gradually becoming stronger in the process of refining the origin of earth.

The origin within his body was also slowly undergoing transformation, and the Congenital Sacred Body bloodline was slowly evolving.

In this process, more life essence was derived from his physical body, and the blood energy in his body became more and more vigorous.

However, the amount of blood energy did not increase. Although more blood energy was derived, the blood energy was constantly purified due to the transformation of the bloodline, maintaining a constant amount, while the power increased.

Time flowed by in cultivation.

Ten days, twenty days, thirty days...

Every day, Jun Wuxie could clearly feel the changes in himself.

He was getting stronger.

The Divine Forbidden Domain was gradually improving in the first level of the Hundred Worlds Myth.

Although it was slow, as his body continued to absorb and fuse the origin of the Essence of Thick Earth, the Divine Forbidden Domain gradually moved towards the late stage of the first level of the Hundred Worlds Myth.

Until the fortieth day.

He finally completely refined the origin in the Essence of Thick Earth.

The strength of his physical body and the quality of his blood energy had improved a lot, after all, the intensity of his talent growth had increased somewhat.

But he was still in the first level of the Hundred Worlds Myth, close to the peak of the first level, and had not entered the second level.

This result was within his expectations.

After all, it became more and more difficult to improve the Divine Forbidden Domain later on.

Furthermore, he had only just entered the Primordial Saint Realm.

Now, some origin Dao patterns bearing the true meaning of earth had been derived from the origin in his body, giving his physical body a considerable resistance to the power of earth.

Next, he wholeheartedly absorbed the talisman energy in the wooden zodiac sculptures.

The devouring ability of the Natal Star in his body was fully activated, absorbing frantically, reaching the limit that his body could withstand.

Months passed quickly.

Jun Wuxie's talisman path finally reached the peak of the ninth-realm Saint Talisman Master.

The Saint Realm of Martial Dao has a total of nine major realms, while the Talisman Dao has ten major realms.

Therefore, the two are not completely corresponding.

His current Talisman Dao is equivalent to the stage of initially entering the Eternal Saint Realm in Martial Dao.

Having reached this level in the Talisman Dao, he had to stop.

His Martial Dao could be cultivated rapidly without fear of an unstable foundation, after all, his bloodline physique was special, his techniques were custom-made, and he had the tempering of the Weapon Burial Mound.

But the Talisman Dao was different; it didn't have so much assistance.

Having improved so much in just a few dozen days, he had to stop and settle down for a period of time, otherwise it would leave hidden dangers for future Talisman Dao cultivation.

Calculating the days, there were only six days left until the third day of the eighth month in the outside world.

Within the Imperial Dynasty, he still had two months.

Walking out of the room and arriving in the courtyard, Chan'er was still sitting in the courtyard as usual. Seeing him come out of seclusion, she immediately greeted him.

He took Chan'er to the Lower Realm.

He was about to go to the deep space, and it was estimated that it would take many years to return.

This meant that Yinlan and Xiaoxiao would not be able to see him for at least decades.

Before leaving, he had to take some time to accompany them.

"How is the Dragon Lord's tea?"

On the way back to the Lower Realm, he asked Chan'er with a smile.

"Chan'er hasn't used those teas yet."

Jun Wuxie was stunned and said, "Why haven't you used them?"

"Thinking about things, I forgot."

"You love to daydream all day long, not at all like the Chan Empress who opened up the second path in the face of despair back then.

Doesn't Chan'er want to recover her strength as soon as possible? I specially asked the Dragon Lord for these teas in order to nourish your primordial spirit.

In those long years, you fought against the Dark Will, causing your primordial spirit to weaken. Now that there are things that can quickly restore your primordial spirit, you've forgotten about them."

Jun Wuxie was truly speechless.

He knew that Chan'er must be thinking about things related to him, which was why she was so engrossed that she forgot about the Emperor-grade Spirit Nourishing Tea he had asked for from the Dragon Lord.

"Chan'er, you should focus more on cultivation. After experiencing those tribulations, once your primordial spirit recovers to its peak state, you will definitely have new insights. Entering the Universe Emperor Realm will be just around the corner.

With your aptitude, cultivating to the Celestial Emperor Realm is not difficult. In the future, fusing with the Dual Dao Fruits will give you a great chance to break through the shackles of the Road's End and glimpse the Realm Beyond the Road's End of No Dao."

"Chan'er will listen to Brother Jun, can you not be so serious?"

Jun Wuxie:...

Seeing Chan'er like this, he knew that she had no interest in cultivation at the moment; otherwise, she wouldn't have reacted like this upon hearing about the Realm Beyond the Road's End.

Of course, it wasn't that she had lost her motivation for cultivation, but that her whole heart was on him.

During this period, everything she thought about was probably just companionship.

"Alright, I won't talk about these things anymore. Before leaving, let's not talk about cultivation anymore."

Chan'er smiled knowingly upon hearing this.

This was exactly what she wanted.

Brother Jun was about to go to the deep space, and he would be gone for many years.

She hoped that before he left, she could cherish this beautiful time, and not think about anything else.

...

Arriving at the Lower Realm Sect, Jun Wuxie took Chan'er to see the Ancestor and Ancestor Mother first, expressing his gratitude for their help with the Nether Ruins matter.

Afterwards, he went to the secret realm constructed by the Ancestor and, through the Ancestor's means, saw Uncle Bird and Shiniang, as well as Jiu Ye and his disciples, who were cultivating and training inside.

He didn't see Fanyin in the sect. After asking, he learned that Fanyin was in Xiaomo's secret chamber.

No one knew when Xiaomo would wake up, so Fanyin had simply gone to her secret chamber to cultivate, guarding Xiaomo at all times.

He also went to see the situation of his senior brothers and sisters.

The current senior brothers and sisters were no longer in a soul state. They had cultivated physical bodies and were training in a separate secret realm, after all, their realms were relatively low compared to the others in the sect.

This secret realm was specially constructed for them by the Ancestor.

...

In front of the mountain gate of the sect, peach blossoms bloomed in patches.

The seasons in the Lower Realm were different from those in the Upper Realm. The Upper Realm was currently in summer, but the Lower Realm happened to be in spring.

Peach blossoms covered the mountains, some pink and some white.

Standing in the peach forest, Jun Wuxie seemed to see Yao'er picking peach blossoms again.

"Decades of human world, rivers and mountains, full of sorrow.

Peach blossoms still bloom every year, but the beautiful one is not seen."

The peach blossom wine brewed by Yao'er could always intoxicate his heart.

He sat alone under the peach tree, gently stroking the Eternal Heart Lock on his wrist.

Yao'er was about to wake up. This was his greatest expectation at the moment, and also the happiest thing for him.

After staying here quietly for a few days, he went to the Hall of Heroes to see how the souls of the soldiers were being nourished, and finally went to the Martyrs' Cemetery.

During these days, although Ji Yinlan and Su Xiaoxiao knew that he was back, they did not go to find him.

They knew that every time he came back, he would first spend some time in those few places.

At that time, he didn't like to be disturbed, even by them.

Although he wouldn't say anything, wouldn't blame them, and wouldn't show displeasure, he definitely didn't like it.

...

"Yinlan, Xiaoxiao, temporarily hand over the affairs of the Imperial Dynasty to the people of the Xuanyuan clan. Let's go out for a walk."

He returned to the small courtyard in front of the sect's mountain, where Ji Yinlan, Su Xiaoxiao, and Chan'er had been waiting for several days.

"I have already explained everything and prepared the carriage."

Ji Yinlan spread out her slender hand, and a ray of light bloomed. A carriage pulled by two Saint Realm unicorns appeared in the courtyard.

The carriage was very exquisite. It didn't look big, but there were spatial runes inside, so it was very spacious, with a bed, tables and chairs, and even a qin.

After boarding the carriage, the unicorns' hooves fluttered, pulling the carriage away like a stream of light.

Jun Wuxie reclined on the spacious and soft couch, revealing a contented expression.

Ji Yinlan sat next to him and said, "Husband, if your time is tight, you really didn't need to squeeze out time to come to the lower realm."

Jun Wuxie was taken aback, then smiled and said, "You're saying one thing and meaning another."

"No, I'm not."

Ji Yinlan's face turned slightly red.

He couldn't help but tease, "Who was it that handed over the imperial dynasty affairs to the Xuanyuan clan ahead of time, and who was it that prepared the carriage?"

"Now that you've already come to the lower realm, Yinlan naturally has to prepare these things, but…"

"Alright."

Jun Wuxie reached out and pulled her into his arms, saying, "I don't have anything pressing for the time being, so I naturally have to take some time to accompany you, after all, this departure will be at least several decades for the lower realm.

Xiaoxiao, come over here."

As he spoke, he pulled Su Xiaoxiao to his side, embracing them both.

… …

Over the course of a month, the carriage traveled and stopped among the vast mountains and rivers, reaching places with beautiful scenery.

However, during this month, Jun Wuxie and the others rarely came out, only getting out of the carriage near lakes to bathe in the cool water.

The rest of the time, they stayed inside the carriage.

The two unicorns pulling the carriage had a lot of complaints.

Along the way, the carriage behind them shook violently, sometimes almost tipping over.

If they didn't have the cultivation of saints, they probably wouldn't have been able to stabilize it.

At first, they thought it was their own fault.

At that time, they were galloping wildly when the carriage behind them started shaking crazily, even lifting into the air.

They thought it was because they were running too fast, but after stopping, they realized it had nothing to do with them.

Because the carriage was sealed with a barrier, they couldn't guess what was happening inside.

They really didn't understand human affairs…

… …

A month later, Jun Wuxie returned to the upper realm, and Su Xiaoxiao came with him, going to the Holy Medicine Sect according to his wishes.

Jun Wuxie then spent time with Jingya, Yan Qingcheng, Lilia, Ling Qingyu, Xu Yanning, Anning, and others.

As for Mu Xuelan and the others, they were still in seclusion and had not yet emerged.

In the days before leaving, he went to the Ice Heart Pavilion.

Mu Ciyin was still standing in front of the window, her white clothes like snow, her black hair like ink.

"You only think of me before you leave?"

She faced the window, not turning around, her voice cold.

Jun Wuxie, however, heard a hint of resentment, and stepped forward to hug her from behind, saying, "I thought it would be awkward for you to be with them.

After all, the things I can do with them, I haven't done with you yet."

Mu Ciyin's delicate body trembled slightly upon hearing this, and she said in her usual cold but very low voice, "Then… do you want to try it with me?"

"I want to, but not now."

"Why not? But I want to try it with you."

Mu Ciyin tightly grasped his large hand that was wrapped around her waist and pressed against her lower abdomen.

"Don't worry about my origin injury, I'll be fine.

Besides, there isn't enough time."

Jun Wuxie knew that she wanted to repair his origin injury before he left, but now wasn't a good time for him.

"Isn't there three or four days?"

Jun Wuxie smiled lightly upon hearing this, and said close to her crystal ear, "It's my first time cherishing you, three or four days isn't enough, I don't want to rush off to the deep space after taking your body.

This departure will be at least several decades for you in the imperial dynasty."

"Wuxie, promise me, don't be reckless in the deep space.

After all, you have a serious origin injury, and you're not at your peak.

If you encounter difficulties, let Aunt You help you, okay?

If something happens to you, I won't live either.

If your origin injury worsens, I will strip away my origin, give it to Jingya, and then leave the imperial dynasty, finding a place where you can't find me…"

Her voice suddenly stopped here, because she felt the man hugging her from behind had become angry.

"Say your last sentence again."

Jun Wuxie turned her body around to face him, "Look at me and say it again!"

Mu Ciyin looked up at him, but quickly gave in.

She saw a blazing anger in his eyes, an expression that made her feel panicked, her red lips trembled, but she couldn't speak.

"I really don't like this extreme way of thinking of yours!

Even if my origin injury worsens, it's not fatal, and there's still hope to repair it, but what you're doing is equivalent to ruining your life!"

Jun Wuxie's voice was low.

This was what he feared the most, and it was why he decided to pursue her from the beginning, because he was afraid of this.

He didn't expect her to say it so resolutely today!

"Then what do you want me to do, what do you want me to do?"

Mu Ciyin looked up at him, crystal tears silently streaming down her exquisite face, "I caused your origin injury, it's all because of me, but I can only watch you go to the deep space with injuries, I'm worried, I'm scared!"

"You… you know everything?"

Jun Wuxie's eyes twitched, his anger gradually subsided, and he said, "When did you find out?"

Gently wiping away the tears on her face, he finally understood why she suddenly had this extreme thought again, it turned out she knew the truth, she was blaming herself.

"Some time ago, my memories have recovered, I remembered everything, you gave me life, with your origin blood, otherwise you wouldn't have…"

"Stop crying, I'll put your mind at ease."

Jun Wuxie waved his hand, and the window slammed shut, tightly sealed.

Immediately, he picked up Mu Ciyin and walked towards her bed.

"Wuxie."

Mu Ciyin's face was flushed, and she suddenly became nervous, tightly grabbing his arm, her heart beating fast, her eyes nervous with a hint of timidity.

"You… why are you suddenly…"

She was like a delicate young girl, nervous, expectant, timid, and full of doubt and curiosity.

The corners of Jun Wuxie's mouth turned up slightly, and he said, "Because you have recovered your memory, I am sure that you have let go of all your previous persistence, I don't need to have any more concerns."

"Okay, then be gentle, I'm scared…"

"I will."

Jun Wuxie agreed verbally, but knew in his heart that it would probably be difficult to do, because the person in front of him was Mu Ciyin, a person who could be called peerless and the ceiling of beauty even in the endless universe.

His self-control was very strong, but in front of her, it would probably be difficult to control himself.

… …