Chapter 919

678. Half a Month Later, the World Connects

Following Fan Xian and the other two, Fei Jie and the others were also arranged by Ying Zheng.

Thus, the people here were all people of the Great Qin.

Chen Pingping pondered for a moment, looked at Ying Zheng, and bowed:

"Your Majesty, I wonder when Your Majesty intends to summon the army to take this world? So that we can be prepared."

"There is no rush for this matter. If I were truly in a hurry, I could let Old General Wang take action; with his strength, suppressing this world is completely sufficient."

Ying Zheng waved his hand, pondered for another moment, stood up, and bowed respectfully:

"Is Deacon Xuanming present?"

As the words fell, a figure that was refined and peerless quietly appeared beside Ying Zheng, wearing a black robe with an indifferent expression.

Wang Jian and the others stood up at the same time and said respectfully:

"Greetings, Deacon Xuanming."

"What is the matter?"

Xuanming looked at Ying Zheng calmly, and the latter said softly:

"Deacon Xuanming, I wonder if the Xuan Bird clan needs this world?"

Although Ying Zheng already knew the answer, he still had to ask; this was a matter of attitude.

"It is just a small world, not even a Lesser Thousand World. It is useless to keep it; the Xuan Bird clan does not need a small world to add flowers to the brocade."

Ying Zheng pursed his lips and smiled, saying softly:

"Since that is the case, then this junior would like to incorporate this world into the Great Qin. I wonder if that is possible?"

"Do as you please. This matter must not be reported to the clan."

Xuanming shook his head, and the next moment, suddenly seeing Ying Zheng's expectant gaze, he suddenly realized.

A smile curled at the corner of his mouth, and he said softly:

"You are quite clever..."

Ying Zheng bowed and smiled:

"Deacon Xuanming, you see clearly. This junior's cultivation is still shallow. This search for the world was not in the name of Shushan, so naturally, there is no blessing from the Heavenly Dao."

"As such, with my Foundation Establishment cultivation, I am fundamentally unable to open a spatial channel to connect to the Great Qin, so..."

Xuanming nodded slightly and said calmly:

"In the future, if you have something to say, just say it directly; there is no need to beat around the bush. Since the Great Elder ordered me to be your protector, such a small matter can be done in passing."

"However, my cultivation is ultimately inferior to the ancestor's. To move a world in the Chaos Sea to connect a channel, it will take at least ten days or so."

"If you cannot wait, you can send a message to the clan to invite a few more deacons over. For the sake of the clan leader, they will not refuse."

Ying Zheng pondered for a moment and said softly:

"If I only let Deacon Xuanming move the world, will there be pressure?"

"It is just a mere small world; what pressure is there to speak of?" Xuanming shook his head indifferently.

"Since that is the case, then I will trouble Deacon Xuanming."

"No problem, but when I am moving the world, I will have no heart to look after you."

Ying Zheng smiled:

"This junior still has some ability to protect himself, and furthermore, this world itself does not possess any power that can threaten this junior."

Hearing this, Xuanming said no more, and his figure gradually turned into clouds and smoke and dissipated.

"Half a month later, the world will be connected."

"Thank you, Deacon Xuanming!"

Ying Zheng bowed and sat back in his original seat. Chen Pingping and the others were looking at Ying Zheng with a bewildered expression.

The peerless Human Emperor, who was just so domineering, would actually treat someone with such respect?

This...

"The person just now is a deacon of my Xuan Bird clan, with cultivation at the middle stage of Refinement of Qi into Spirit. In the entire Peng Bird clan, he is also considered a top expert."

"I am a newborn Xuan Bird, and in the clan, I am considered a junior. Deacon Xuanming is an old-fashioned powerhouse who has existed for ten thousand years. It is only right to perform the etiquette of a junior."

Fan Xian clicked his tongue in secret. He knew that Ying Zheng had a protector by his side, but...

He never thought he would be so strong.

Fan Xian, who had briefly understood the strength of cultivators through Wang Jian, knew too well how outrageous a middle-stage Refinement of Qi into Spirit was.

In some worlds, such figures are called immortals.

Fan Xian had a new understanding of the degree of importance Ying Zheng received in the clan.

679. Ying Zheng Paints a Pie, Ye Qingmei's Soul Returns

Fan Jian hurriedly bowed to congratulate him:

"Your Majesty is protected by your ancestors and has supreme talent; in the future, you will surely become a cultivator famous throughout the heavens!"

Ying Zheng was noncommittal and looked at Chen Pingping, saying softly:

"Chen Pingping, I have a task to hand over to you, which can also be considered a test for you. This task is not like the small skirmishes in this world. Do you dare to accept it?"

Chen Pingping's expression was solemn, and he immediately knelt down and bowed.

"Since Your Majesty has appointed this subject to manage the Net and trusts me so much, how could this subject dare not achieve results?"

"If this subject does not dare, wouldn't that mean Your Majesty's judgment is wrong? This subject will not shirk even if I die!"

Ying Zheng nodded slightly, but turned his head and said softly:

"Deacon Xuanming, this junior has a request."

Ripples appeared in the void, and the next moment, a complete, transparent soul with closed eyes condensed beside Ying Zheng.

Her face was delicate, and she wore a turquoise dress, looking somewhat quirky, but at this moment, with her eyes closed, she appeared somewhat compassionate.

Fan Xian had never seen this person, but the moment she appeared, he felt a palpitation from the bottom of his heart.

That was a call originating from his bloodline.

Inexplicably, Fan Xian's eyes became moist.

"Miss..."

Chen Pingping was somewhat dazed, and before he knew it, he was already in tears.

Fan Jian also immediately reddened his eyes and pressed a palm onto Fan Xian's shoulder.

"Kneel down! Kowtow to your mother!"

"Mother..."

Fan Xian immediately understood why he felt the palpitation.

He immediately knelt on the ground, looking at Ye Qingmei's soul with longing.

"Miss has returned... Miss has returned!"

Chen Pingping was ecstatic and kowtowed repeatedly on the spot.

"Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Deacon! Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Deacon!"

Wu Zhu looked blankly at the illusory female figure. As a robot, he actually sensed the feeling of a heartbeat.

Ying Zheng did not pay attention to Chen Pingping and the others who were already acting like madmen.

He said softly:

"Deacon Xuanming, can she be resurrected?"

"Only the physical body has died. Her soul is somewhat special; it seems to have traversed the flow of time and space and is sufficiently resilient. It is not a big problem; just recreate a body."

Xuanming's voice fell lightly into everyone's ears, and immediately, Chen Pingping and the others became even more fanatical.

Ying Zheng nodded slightly and waved his hand, taking Ye Qingmei's soul into his sleeve.

Seeing this, Fan Jian and Fan Xian were immediately somewhat anxious, but Chen Pingping took a deep breath and understood Ying Zheng's meaning.

0 Seeking flowers

"Your Majesty! This subject guarantees with my head that I will surely achieve Your Majesty's goal!"

Ying Zheng nodded slightly and said softly:

"When you succeed, I will request the clan to help Ye Qingmei recreate her body and resurrect her. The words of the Human Emperor are as heavy as nine tripods; you can rest assured."

Chen Pingping's expression was fanatical.

"This subject firmly believes in Your Majesty's words."