Chapter 367

Inside the Huaxu Burial Grounds.

Shen Qingli's group, having entered that gate, fell onto a barren plain.

Shen Qingli! You,

The two women of the Ji Clan who had chased in were stunned for a moment, obviously shaken by the desolate sight before them.

They weren't fools, and their clan's teachings were excellent; naturally they could tell at a glance that this desolation was not a barren wasteland.

At least to their Heavenly God Clan, it was absolutely not! Rather, it was a land they had long dreamed of—the Primordial.

As it turned out, the conclusion deduced by the clan's elders was indeed correct!

What lay hidden deep within the Huaxu Burial Grounds was a tract of Primordial land.

It was also one of the oldest tracts of land in the world! Here lie many secrets and extraordinary techniques.

Know that the oldest family of the Heavenly God Clan was born only in the Primeval Era; the Primordial! Yet it is an era even more ancient, mighty, and terrifying than the Primeval.

It is said that a stone on the Primordial earth can rival the strongest magical artifact of the Three Pure Heavens today—hard and possessing tremendous destructive power.

At this moment, Shen Qingli had already loosened the back of Ji Zhongwen's robe; the Nine Li on her shoulder also waved its claws at Ji Zhongwen, saying, "Paying respects."

Whatever fortune you gain is up to you. Farewell then." After saying this, Shen Qingli grabbed her older brother and turned to leave.

Wan Lingling watched their retreating backs, then glanced again at Ji Zhongwen, who was still staring at Shen Qingli, and said, "That man,

"Her older brother." Ji Zhongwen replied.

"I didn't even ask who he was." Wan Lingling wasn't too surprised; the two both possessed Huaxu blood, so they were necessarily relatives—something obvious to anyone—but—

"Do you really like her?" Wan Lingling's surprise lay here; she had actually just received a mental transmission from the Yi Clan chief, Yi Yuan Tianjun, roughly knowing what had happened at the tomb entrance.

She hadn't expected Ji Zhongwen to go out and back up Shen Qingli.

She knew Ji Zhongwen's identity better than anyone else.

It was said that he was one of the heirs of the Ji Clan, but that was merely a story to protect him.

The truth was——Ji Zhongwen had already been designated as the next clan leader of the Ji Clan.

All that remained was for him to reach the Heavenly Clarity Realm, after which Ji Yun Doumu would abdicate in his favor.

Wan Lingling wasn't entirely clear on the specific reasons; she only knew that Ji Zhongwen's inheritance was special, thus establishing his unique and supreme status within the clan.

His words must be given serious consideration by the entire Ji Clan.

Therefore, Ji Yun Doumu would not refuse his request.

Thus, Lingling's question left the two women of the Ji clan completely defenseless!

"How is that possible?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"Little Uncle, he—"

"Yes."

Ji Zhongwen's answer was like a slap, striking both women on the head and leaving them dazed!

Neither of them expected Ji Zhongwen to admit it! No way, how could he like her?

No, if he doesn't like her…

How could Little Uncle fall for it? He's obviously so strong.

The two women, having realized the truth, fell silent.

Lingling's gaze grew ever stranger: "You should know, our Celestial God clan does not intermarry with non‑Celestial Gods."

Such a rule exists, and they would rather stay unmarried and childless than allow marriage with mortals—for one, it hinders bloodline awakening; two, it hinders shaping the Celestial God clan's worldview of being naturally superior to all beings.

This is the consensus.

However——

"As for me, this rule can be abolished."

Ji Zhongwen spoke calmly, yet it stirred up a thousand waves in Lingling's heart!

She pursed her lips and looked at him, unsure whether his words were a spur‑of‑the‑moment righteous outburst or if he had another plan.

Ji Zhongwen had no intention of saying more: "Ji Yao."

"Present!" a woman immediately stepped forward.

Go north.

Little Uncle?

The woman named Ji Yao was both incredulous and delighted!

Go.

Yes!

After the words were spoken, Ji Yao did not leave immediately.

After hesitating a moment, she bowed again: "Rest assured, I will never divulge anything that happens between you and Shen Qingli."

Having sworn those words, she then headed north; before departing, she gave Ji Yue, her peer, a deep look, as if issuing a warning.

Ji Yue, however, did not look at her; she was gazing eagerly at Ji Zhongwen.

Unfortunately, Ji Zhongwen had no arrangement for her: "Your father has already made arrangements for you, so I won't say more."

But—

Go.

Ji Zhongwen's tone had always been calm.

But no dissent is allowed! Especially the core descendants of the Ji clan, who all understand his status and dare not provoke him.

Yes.

After Ji Yue stepped back, she glanced back several times unwillingly, but never received any parting words from Ji Zhongwen.

"What about me, Brother Zhongwen—do you have any plans?" Wan Lingling asked with a light smile; it was just a joke.

But Ji Zhongwen really gave her advice: "Stay away from Shen Qingli."

"?" Wan Lingling still didn't understand what it meant.

She wanted to ask, but couldn't ask anymore.

Ji Zhongwen had already left.

But he didn't leave to pursue Shen Qingli; he had his own direction.

This let Shen Qingli, who had been on guard against him, breathe a sigh of relief; fortunately he didn't follow up!

"A Li, are you feeling regret?" Jiu Li could also sense that Ji Zhongwen hadn't followed.

"Can you say less?" Shen Qingli pinched the chubby little guy, "Once A Que comes up, I definitely won't help you again."

"Before, I was just letting him have his way! Do you think I'm really afraid of him?" Jiu Li raised its little head, smug and puffed up—it's super strong now! Nobody scares it~

"Little sis, do you know where you're headed?" Shen Qinghuang asked, having seen that her goal was very clear, as if she had received guidance.

That's also normal.

Isn't he just like that?

The bloodline's guidance led him into the tomb grounds.

He also received the strongest inheritance and power boost of his life.

I thought he was already strong enough! Turns out he can't even beat up the people who bully his little sister.

To preserve his strength for revenge, he still had to endure and lie low—really stifling...

Shen Qinghuang thought about it and sighed. The ordinary strength of the Three Pure Heavens is far greater than that of Sheng Long Tian—truly the difference between humans and ants, clouds and mud.

Shen Qingli, whom he had asked, indeed nodded: "I know."

"How far?" Shen Qinghuang looked around, unsure just how vast this place was; his divine sense couldn't reach far, as if a sticky restriction was suppressing his mental power.

But actually it's not; this is a characteristic of the Primordial Era's aura—any living being in the Primordial Era cannot discern the specific situation of distant places.

So the Primordial Era is also known as the most dangerous age!

The Heavenly God Clan generally speculates that the Primordial Era has this trait because the chaos was just split open and hasn't fully withdrawn from the Ancient Continent.

After all, in that chaotic disorder, any rule or power is unusable—that's what makes it a panic-inducing realm! It's also the current state of the Chaos Realm.

Thus, the Five Clan Chiefs sent Shen Qingli to the Chaos Realm! Only then would the Heavenly Pure Old Ancestor be so angry.

Di Jin would also risk everything to come out of the Endless Abyss! Just fearing that Shen Qingli might encounter danger.

Within the Three Pure Heavens, Di Jin was confident that Shen Qingli could get past the other dangers—but he wasn't sure about the Chaos Realm.

So, upon learning that Shen Qingli hadn't been successfully sent to the Chaos Realm, he stopped courting death, planning to return to the Endless Abyss to rest and recuperate, waiting obediently to avoid angering his sister again.

Unfortunately, he wanted to be honest.

But his father wouldn't give him a chance, and forcibly broke the head of him, who was already seriously injured!

His head was really broken...

Even True Lord Yuanwu looked dumbfounded—was his brain knocked out?

Can he even still live?

Won't the Young Lord be killed by the Emperor Sovereign?

True Lord Yuanwu tentatively probed toward Di Jin's nostrils,