Chapter 423

These figures.

Were the Fu cultivators who had just left their Fu lands.

Gazing at the boundless heavens and earth, these Fu cultivators instantly felt their spirits lift.

The various negative emotions accumulated in their Fu lands over the years were instantly cleared by more than half.

Although somewhat curious about this cave heaven.

Their desire to return to Dongxuan City was even stronger.

So, after successfully leaving their respective Fu lands.

They did not waste this moment exploring the Qingxuan Cave Heaven.

Instead, following the instructions on the boundary stele, they formed hand seals.

It was none other than Ye Qingxuan's external avatar, the City Lord of Xingluo Dongxuan City.

Ye Qingxuan's figure slowly vanished.

In the markets surrounding Mount Wanling.

At this moment.

These boundary gates connected directly to the gates leading to Dongxuan City in Xingluo Province.

"How did so many cultivators suddenly descend from Mount Wanling?"

Staying here would only bring them pressure.

Dongxuan City, atop Mount Wanling.

This figure standing at the peak of Mount Wanling.

Ye Qingxuan wished to personally see Dongxuan City, which he had not visited in a long time.

How exactly did this large group of cultivators below the Nascent Soul realm get up there?"

Having spoken, they eagerly flew down toward the foot of Mount Wanling.

With such cultivation, do they even qualify to meet the City Lord?"

First stunned, then reacting the next moment, they immediately bowed respectfully and said:

"Exactly. I am a Nascent Soul cultivator, yet I usually have no qualification to ascend Mount Wanling.

The next moment, people began emerging one after another from the boundary gates.

Three thousand Fu cultivators had just returned to Dongxuan City.

He did not leave; he merely concealed his form.

Seeing Ye Qingxuan's figure vanish, many Fu cultivators instinctively breathed a sigh of relief.

Many nearby looked up in the direction of his gaze and immediately began murmuring:

"Eh? It really is?"

As the hand seals were formed,

One after another, boundary gates emitting white light materialized before these Fu cultivators.

Had also descended into the body of this external avatar.

"Indeed strange. Looking at their cultivation, it is basically all below the Nascent Soul realm.

Hearing his words.

"Subordinate greets the City Lord!"

At this time, Fu cultivators were still emerging intermittently from the opened boundary gates.

A figure stood with hands clasped behind his back atop Mount Wanling, gazing down over the entire Dongxuan City.

When these people saw that back figure not far away.

Having secluded himself for a long time, he was suddenly struck by a whim.

They still responded respectfully:

"Yes, City Lord!"

Many cultivators belonging to Dongxuan City were setting up stalls.

Hearing the crowd's shouts.

At this moment, Ye Qingxuan's main consciousness.

A massive boundary gate had already opened.

However, before those who had just emerged could react.

And on the stone platform not far behind this figure.

Ye Qingxuan slowly turned around, smiling at them, and said in a somewhat ethereal voice:

"Go! Go see the home you have not returned to for so long!"

"Strange. I have been manning my stall here all day and haven't seen a single cultivator ascend Mount Wanling to visit the City Lord."

However, although Ye Qingxuan's figure was no longer visible.

As soon as he finished speaking.

When someone accidentally saw a large crowd descending from Mount Wanling, he could not help but be stunned.

At this time, a Purple Mansion realm stall owner among the stalls.

Gazed with suspicion and uncertainty at a certain figure coming down from Mount Wanling and hesitantly asked:

"That, isn't that Old Liu? How is he still alive?"

Someone nearby hearing this words instinctively asked:

"Who is Old Liu?"

Hearing the question from the side, he instinctively spoke:

"Old Liu, Old Liu was an old friend of mine. But shouldn't he have passed away from exhaustion of his lifespan? How is it that now..."

This stall owner in the Purple Mansion realm is named Luo Liu.

The Old Liu he mentioned is named Liu Sandao.

He was a close friend of his many years ago.

However, Liu Sandao's talent was poor; after breaking through to the Foundation Establishment realm, his cultivation progressed slowly.

A hundred years ago, Luo Liu luckily broke through to the Purple Mansion realm.

But this friend of his mysteriously disappeared when his lifespan was nearly exhausted.

Luo Liu is merely an outer member of Dongxuan City and has no permission to know about the Fortune Cultivators.

Naturally, Liu Sandao did not tell him back then either.

So many years have passed.

He originally thought Liu Sandao was already dead. Who would have expected...

Gazing at Liu Sandao's figure, Luo Liu's eyes flickered slightly.

He felt that a great secret must be hidden within this.

Because in his perception,

after a hundred years, although this friend of his broke through from mid-stage Foundation Establishment to late-stage Foundation Establishment,

breaking through a minor stage of Foundation Establishment could not extend his friend's lifespan by a hundred years.

At this moment,

as numerous Fortune Cultivators continued to descend from Mount Wanling,

exclamations suddenly rang out from other parts of the market:

"That, that looks like my father?"

"Big Brother? Big Brother? Is it really you? Are you still alive?"

"Eh, that looks like my Third Uncle, but I'm not very sure."

Hearing the exclamations coming from other parts of the market,

Luo Liu became even more certain of his guess.

Seeing that this group had already descended from Mount Wanling,

Luo Liu ignored the others and hurriedly went to meet his friend Liu Sandao.

Arriving before Liu Sandao, Luo Liu excitedly said directly:

"Old Liu, is it you? You're still alive? That's wonderful."

Liu Sandao had a head of white hair and wore a simple, ancient-style robe.

Upon seeing Luo Liu, he was also very delighted and said:

"Old Luo? Hahaha, I didn't expect to meet an old friend like you right after returning. Very good, very good."

However,

although meeting his old friend immediately upon returning made him very happy,

he now wanted to return home even faster; his heart was already flying back.

So he had no intention of continuing to chat with Luo Liu and spoke directly:

"Old Luo, I am in a hurry to go home. Tomorrow I will invite a few old friends to gather. You must come then!"

Having finished speaking, he was about to leave the market.

Unexpectedly, Luo Liu, feeling urgent in his heart, directly blocked him.

Disregarding everything else and unable to suppress his curiosity, he asked directly:

"Old Liu, where have you been all these years?"

"Also, according to your lifespan, shouldn't you have already passed away? What is going on?"

Having finished speaking, Luo Liu looked at Liu Sandao with expectation.

He attempted to probe for the answer from Liu Sandao's mouth.

However, facing Luo Liu's inquiry, Liu Sandao merely smiled at the corner of his mouth and said meaningfully:

"It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken!"

Then, shaking his head, he left the place directly.

Luo Liu's expression stiffened.

But within Dongxuan City, he dared not make any excessive moves.

At the same time,

conversations rang out continuously from various parts of the market:

"Father, are you really still alive?"

"Nonsense! If I'm not alive, could I be a ghost?"

"Big Brother? Big Brother, where have you been all these years? Sob, sob, sob..."

"Little Sister, I'm sorry..."

"Third Uncle? Is it you?"

"Who are you? Who is your Third Uncle?"

"Uh, my name is Liu Yuanbin. My grandfather is Liu Zongyue. Aren't you my Third Uncle? Or did I really mistake you?"

"Uh? Well, I suppose I really am your Third Uncle."

(End of this chapter)