Chapter 668: Old Friends Enter the Dream

Killed a white protector, and other white protectors surged.

For the deeply rooted Wuji Hall, there is no shortage of resources to forge a new Emperor Sovereign.

If Fu Hanxiu truly intends to kill Bai Bing, he has no chance to hop into Shenzhou Academy today.

"That old guy is worried he can't find an excuse to deal with me. Though I, the Peak of the Hunt, am not afraid of Wuji Hall, it doesn't mean the common folk of Xi Ji Shengyu aren't afraid."

As he said this, Fu Hanxiu's brows knit slightly.

Ye Qingran suddenly recalled something.

It was in the year she first arrived on the Xuanmiao Continent. The Peak of the Hunt rose rapidly, Wuji Hall felt threatened and tried to suppress it, so it casually found an excuse to slaughter an elite squad of the Peak of the Hunt, but the price was the razing of an entire city!

It is said that the city, with a million inhabitants, vanished in a single night, blood flowed like rivers, a million corpses lay strewn, like a Purgatory on earth.

One general's triumph, ten thousand bones wither.

Fu Hanxiu must have thought of that scene of devastation, corpses everywhere, and could not bear for his feud with Wuji Hall to affect innocent civilians, right?

Ye Qingran felt deeply moved.

The world only knows that the Emperor Sovereign can do anything, turning his hand to clouds and his other to rain, yet who knows that beneath his cold exterior lies a great righteousness for all living beings!

"When I grow stronger, the two of us will go to Wuji Hall and eliminate that old immortal! Afterwards you become the Emperor Sovereign of the Peak of the Hunt, and I will become the Hall Master of Wuji Hall!"

Ye Qingran patted Fu Hanxiu's shoulder, her spirit soaring.

Of course there was a hint of jest. Ye Qingran was not interested in Wuji Hall.

Only, the world has suffered under Wuji Hall for ages!

The powers of the world need to reshuffle now!

"Alright!" Fu Hanxiu twitched the corner of his mouth and readily agreed. It wasn't that he truly needed Ye Qingran's help, but because of her understanding and support.

No one could have imagined that Wuji Hall's fate would be laid out so clearly amid the banter of this married couple.

This grand drama, marked by the death of former Huangjin City lord Nan Gong Cang, the former Valley Master of Dan Valley Ling Tian, the exposure of misconduct that led to cultivation being stripped, and the ash‑gray‑faced white protectors of Wuji Hall fleeing, reaches a conclusion.

Watching the scene suddenly grow quiet, those present could not help but sigh.

Who could have thought that in less than a day Huangjin City would change hands? Nangong Mo, originally deemed by the world the least likely to inherit the Huangjin City lordship, sat upon the throne of Huangjin City.

Who could have imagined that the youngest Dan Saint, Ling Xianliu, who left Dan Valley ten years ago, was still alive and had passed the Valley Master position to Ye Qingran?

Who could have guessed that the newly arrived Guest Minister Elder at the Academy was in fact the world‑renowned Emperor Sovereign of the Peak of the Hunt?

Shocking! Shocking! Shocking!

Too many shocking events happened today, stimulating their minds to a buzzing that still persists, almost making them forget the world.

Even as they saw Ye Qingran and the others depart, they still felt a lingering thrill.

But when the music ends and people disperse, the splendor inevitably fades.

After a night of rest, the next day Nangong Mo led many saintly elders of Huangjin City out of the Academy, marching grandly back to Huangjin City.

Huangjin City is vast and its affairs cannot be leaderless for a day; with Nan Gong Cang dead, Nangong Mo inherits a heap of mess.

Since Nangong Mo swore to serve Ye Qingran to the death, he will naturally devote himself to governing Huangjin City well for her!

The elders of Dan Valley escorted Ling Tian back to Dan Valley, accompanied by Ling Xianliu.

For Ling Xianliu, having been away from Dan Valley for over ten years, it was time to return for a look.

He paid tribute to his wife and children, and facing that past, truly let it go.

Those villains all received the punishment they deserved.

Ling Xueyao, whose cultivation was stripped and appearance ruined by Ye Qingran, saw her husband Nan Gong Han and his son fall, and her father Ling Tian also fall; left without support, she would have been killed by Ye Qingran long ago if not for the fact that Nanguo Qingyuan and Nanguo Buxie were still children.

As for Nan Yan, she was not so fortunate; after Ye Qingran extracted the heart‑piercing gu, she was given a dose of poison and died instantly.

This kind of vicious woman remaining in this world is a disaster; it would be better to eliminate her for the people.

In an instant, the bustling Shenzhou Academy returned to its former tranquility.

"Instructor Ye, is Elder Ye Xiu really the Emperor Sovereign?"

"Instructor Ye, you are really low‑key!"

"Instructor Ye..."

Ye Qingran walked along the Academy's path, and disciples kept gathering around, asking question after question with excitement and enthusiasm.

However, fearing the Emperor Sovereign's status, they only dared to keep a considerable distance.

More and more people arrived.

Ye Qingran could no longer handle the youths' enthusiasm, stopped, and wore a faint smile.

"You heard correctly, Elder Ye Xiu is indeed the Emperor Sovereign of the Peak of the Hunt."

The many disciples, hearing Ye Qingran's acknowledgment, felt a ripple of excitement.

The Emperor Sovereign's woman!

Adored, adored!

"Also, why am I so low‑key? It's because the Emperor Sovereign isn't actually as… excellent as you think, so there's nothing to be flamboyant about," Fu Hanxiu said. "Besides his overwhelming strength, striking looks, and exceptional aura, he is also just an ordinary person."

The Academy disciples just couldn't accept that.

Regardless, the Emperor Sovereign is the most outstanding man in this world!

If even the Emperor Sovereign isn't sufficiently outstanding, then is there anyone truly outstanding in this world?

As for Instructor Ye…

"Instructor Ye, you are the role model for all of us women!"

It was unclear which female disciple shouted this, but it received everyone's approval.

Good looks.

Strong power.

The man she chose is also world‑class.

A woman like this, isn't she a model for us?

The Academy's disciples chattered and fluttered around Ye Qingran, very excited; though a bit noisy, it wasn't off‑putting.

Ye Qingran patiently selected some frequently asked questions and answered them.

Only after seeing her disappear down the narrow goat‑path leading to the cliff did the crowd finally cease.

"Instructor Ye is truly wonderful!"

Many female disciples covered their faces, their hearts brimming with envy.

The pinnacle of life, is it really just like this?

Ye Qingran made her way to the Clear Breeze Cave.

The reason she came alone was to have a private talk with Yun Ling.

Even after some time of effort, she still couldn't successfully open the space to see Yun Ling herself.

Although her mother‑daughter relationship with Yun Ling is separated by a strange soul.

Nevertheless, that does not affect the fact that she is her mother.

"Mother…"

Ye Qingran called softly into the empty, echoing cave.

Of course, there was no response.

But that single "Mother" was especially heavy for Ye Qingran, bearing the expectations of her two lifetimes.

"They all say you and I look alike; I'm also curious—just how alike are we?"

"Do you know that when I learned Ye Yu wasn't my father, I let out a sigh of relief? To be frank, even though we haven't seen each other for a long time, I still think he's unworthy of you."

Ye Qingran sat on the ground, leaning against the cave wall, head slightly raised, murmuring a string of self‑talk.

Time drifted by in this gentle warmth.

Ye Qingran fell asleep without noticing.

In the dream, she returned to childhood; Yun Ling's figure was already vague, yet her voice lingered, so gentle and kind.

"Little Qingran, let mother hold you quickly, mother misses you…"

"Our Little Qingran seems to have grown taller…"

"Little Qingran, mother hopes you can live a happy, carefree life…"

A single clear tear slipped from Ye Qingran's eye, landing on the ground like a stone dropped into still water; in an instant, the entire Clear Breeze Cave…