Chapter 3065: You are the realm spirit!

I didn't expect to continue; the previous few waves of attacks had actually already been barely effective.

The Demon Race side had prepared; just as the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghost's branches were seized, the companions beside those demons jointly broke free.

With preparations in place, it's indeed hard to succeed again.

Furthermore, the Heavenly Outside Immortal Vessel everyone is riding is severely damaged, almost useless.

In this situation, if those few Demon Race elders set their sights on us again, there would be no hope of escape.

Some risks can be taken, but others must absolutely not be taken.

So everyone didn't dwell on it, directly preparing to head back first, to discuss further upon return.

A message was sent to the five elders of the Barbarian God Tribe, asking them to bring the hostages to meet at the Immortal City Beyond the Heavens.

Immediately, everyone set off directly.

Without the Heavenly Outside Immortal Vessel, everyone's return speed naturally slowed greatly; that vessel had indeed reached its limit.

Midway it fell apart, turning directly into a wreck.

After crossing the Beyond the Heavens starry expanse all the way and safely returning to the Immortal City Beyond the Heavens, it was already half a month later.

Fortunately, no danger was encountered along the way; though everyone was dusty and weary, their conditions were still fine.

But just as they entered the Immortal City Beyond the Heavens, a Heavenly Palace Celestial Official with a complex expression stepped forward and said to Ye Zhangqing.

"Young Master Ye, you should go see; someone is crying miserably."

"Huh???"

Hearing that, Ye Zhangqing looked doubtful, "What miserable crying? What's wrong?"

He had no idea what had happened, who was crying, or why it concerned him.

Only after Ye Zhangqing, led by that Heavenly Palace Celestial Official, went all the way to the entrance connecting to the Immortal Realm and saw the tearful Little Seven there did his expression become complex.

"Waaah, why haven't you come back yet? When will Dad return? You said you'd be back soon."

Several Heavenly Palace strong ones nearby were at a loss, comforting anxiously with worried faces.

It's understandable to be anxious; if it were just simple crying, that'd be fine—after all, it's normal for a child to fuss a bit.

But Little Seven is different; he is the Immortal Realm's realm spirit, and his emotional fluctuations are tied to the whole Immortal Realm.

When he cries like this, the entire Immortal Realm suffers.

According to what the Heavenly Palace learned, the Immortal Realm now is like a flood raging to the heavens, Heavenly Thunder thickly spread, as if the world were ending.

Although these Heavenly Thunder and rainstorms won't actively harm the Human Race, just seeing them makes one feel uneasy.

The reason is simply that Little Seven misses Ye Zhangqing, but as a realm spirit he cannot leave the Immortal Realm to stay by his side.

Thus he sought out and found the space channel linking the Immortal Realm and Beyond the Heavens, but unable to exit, he could only wail loudly in frustration.

At the same time, it left the Heavenly Palace people utterly helpless.

They didn't know how to console him, but fortunately they finally caught sight of Ye Zhangqing's figure.

A Heavenly Palace female cultivator, seeing this, quickly rose and said.

"Young Master Ye, you've finally come; if you didn't come to the Immortal Realm, big trouble would surely arise."

"Don't worry, Little Seven knows the priorities."

"Huh??? He knows nothing at all."

Since arriving here, there's been no pause; everyone in the Immortal Realm is already panic-stricken.

Thus, upon seeing Ye Zhangqing, those few Heavenly Palace strong ones instantly felt wronged.

Have these days been easy for them? As esteemed Heavenly Palace strong ones, they've spent days here trying to console a child, yet with no effect.

They tried every means, but to no avail.

Meanwhile, upon seeing Ye Zhangqing, Little Seven finally stopped crying, wanted to step forward, but was firmly blocked by an invisible barrier.

After all, moving forward would be Beyond the Heavens, not the Immortal Realm; as the Immortal Realm's realm spirit, Little Seven cannot leave the Immortal Realm.

This only made him even more anxious, about to cry again; Ye Zhangqing and a few Heavenly Palace strong ones exchanged greetings, then he stepped forward, came before Little Seven, squatted down, and said with a smile.

"How did you end up crying like this?"

"I miss you."

Hearing that, Little Seven said tearfully; seeing this, Ye Zhangqing could only patiently comfort him, and even stepped forward into the space channel himself.

Logically, upon entering the space channel, one cannot remain stationary.

The spatial force inside will forcibly pull you back to the Immortal Realm or onward to Beyond the Heavens.

But beside Little Seven, the space is abnormally stable, with no fluctuation at all, and Ye Zhangqing is completely unaffected.

He lunged straight into Ye Zhangqing's embrace, then kept acting coquettishly.

Ye Zhangqing finally soothed him, then explained that he had matters requiring him to go out.

After all, such things will surely happen again; we can't have the little one cry like this every time.

When he cries like this, the entire Immortal Realm suffers misfortune.

I don't know if the little one understood, but in the end, leaning in Ye Zhangqing's embrace with teary eyes, he nodded and then said pitifully.

"Dad, I'm hungry."

Upon hearing that, Ye Zhangqing helplessly shook his head, knowing it would be so.

He then promptly prepared food for the little one.

Having cried for so many days, he must be starving; fortunately, this time I brought back plenty of primordial demon race ingredients, to relieve Little Seven's cravings, and also for the few Heavenly Palace strong ones nearby.

They comforted Little Seven, which surely took considerable effort; seeing their helpless expressions, one knows these past days haven't been pleasant for them.

Ye Zhangqing also raised his head and smiled.

"Let's eat something together later."

"Okay."

Upon hearing this, several people immediately grinned, with no politeness at all, and readily agreed.

Joking aside, who would still be polite when they have a chance to eat Ye Zhangqing's cooking?

Though not exactly a once-in-a-thousand-years chance, for them it's still something you can run into but not ask for.

Otherwise, following the old scramble for food, how long would it take to get a meal?

Besides, these are innate demon race ingredients, not ordinary fare—so we definitely can't miss them.

He simply pulled a dedicated portable stove from his Space Ring, set up the pot, lit the fire, and worked swiftly.

Innate demon race ingredients have one trait: they are fragrant—extremely fragrant.

They are far more fragrant than ordinary demon race ingredients.

As soon as cooking started, the aroma spread—just like before—and soon it filled the city.

Within the Immortal City Beyond the Heavens, many cultivators caught the scent; none doubted it was him, all guessing Ye Zhangqing had returned.

Otherwise, who in the Immortal City Beyond the Heavens could cook something this fragrant?

I'd love a bite—I haven't had Young Master Ye's cooking in ages.

Come on, you still want to eat? Even the Heavenly Palace folks can't get any—you bought dry rations yesterday, didn't you?

I stood in line for three whole days—what do you think?

You've got dry rations to keep hunger at bay; I have none—hey, right, could you spare a bite of your dry rations?