Chapter 395: with translation of the chapter title

Cloud Harmony Island

Heavenly Purity Old Ancestor, Yin Clan, and Xia Clan

Shen Qingli of the He Clan

Just that...

"A Li?"

"Awake?"

The Jiu Li poked its head out.

Shen Qingli

Jiu Li, Yuanwu Zhenjun, and Di Jin

Shen Qingli: "?"

Heavenly Purity Old Ancestor: "!"

Who are you talking about?

Yuanwu, ah!

Jiu Li

He

Jiu Li

Heavenly Purity Old Ancestor

Yuanwu Zhenjun, Di Hao, and a statue

Shen Qingli is here.

He sensed the Huaxu Graveyard and the Primordial Spirit Realm.

Junior Brother Feng of the Heavenly Craft Clan

Xiao Ying

Jiu Ying and Yu Jia

The satisfied Jiu Ying strode over with a step that showed no regard for kin, came before Shen Qingli, instantly knelt and said, "How's it? Another promotion?"

He advanced.

Profound Clarity Realm

Profound Clarity Realm, Earth Clarity Realm, Xiao Bai

Jiu Ying

His goal.

Me too!

Jiu Li

Its normalized form consists only of fur and fat.

Where is Jia Jia?

Yu Jia?

He's outside the hall.

Alright, go in.

Yu Jia flapped its little wings.

Yuanwu Zhenjun: "..."

To be honest, this is the first time I've been so neglected!

Strangely, it's obvious that the neglect of their young lady is deliberate!

Even the Venerable didn't say anything, so he could only endure.

Di Hao, Lord of Taiqing Dian

Heavenly Purity Old Ancestor

childhood groom

throw a little tantrum

Don't blame the Emperor Venerable, A Li is only in his twenties.

Being so young and having achieved this, any oversight is forgivable.

Ge Tian Shen Zu

These words really struck Di Hao's heart.

That evil obstacle is really effective! Even young children complain.

…… - no.

No pleasantries, just sitting down and drinking tea.

The atmosphere was so suffocating that even the Jiu Li scratched its head.

"I," Yuanwu Zhenjun actually spoke up.

But Di Hao just gave him a glance.

Immediately after, Di Hao stood up and left.

He didn't say a word the whole time!

He just left like that...

Even the Heavenly Purity Old Ancestor didn't know what they were here for!

True Lord Yuanwu was also speechless, "You weren't going to ask her?"

"She really doesn't know." Di Hao could see through.

True Lord Yuanwu froze, "Was it really eaten by that old worm?"

No way! Could he have misjudged? This, this...

"Let him go." Di Hao had no intention to investigate further; after returning to Taiqing Dian, he went into closed-door seclusion again.

True Lord Yuanwu instead became anxious! He trusted Di Hao's eyesight; having said Shen Qingli didn't know, that absolutely meant she didn't know, so that ant wasn't sent by the little girl?

"Now it's really over?"

True Lord Yuanwu was frantic.

Tianqing Old Ancestor died for no apparent reason.

Shen Qinghuang hurried over and asked, "Wasn't it said that guests were coming? It seems like the little sister's husband's family?"

If True Lord Yuanwu and Di Hao heard this, they probably wouldn't leave...

"Right, the mute's family." Jiu Li was still scratching his head, "A Li, you say he's mute, right?"

Shen Qingli wasn't clear, but Di Hao looked down on her, and she also looked down on him, because A Jin didn't like him either.

A father whose own child doesn't like him must have something wrong; there's no need to give him a pleasant face.

"Maybe something happened to A Jin; they originally wanted to find a breakthrough from me."

Shen Qingli not speaking or asking doesn't mean she can't figure out the problem.

Sometimes the information obtained by asking is less reliable than what one's own eyes discern and one's mind thinks; it's more immediate.

"Did something happen to the little sister's husband?" Shen Qinghuang furrowed his brows and asked, "Could he have been beaten?"

"It must be something they can't do anything about, causing even the mute's father to have to come look for A Li, but he's too embarrassed to ask—serves him right!" Jiu Li felt his analysis was the truth! After all, he's that smart.

"It's possible." Tianqing Old Ancestor also quite agreed with Jiu Li's analysis.

Shen Qingli, however, looked at Yu Jia and said, "Jia Jia, what do you think?"

"I don't know, whatever." Yu Jia didn't care, but asked, "Has Xiao Bai hatched?"

Shen Qingli glanced absentmindedly, and indeed it had hatched!

"It cracked open."

"Let me take a look!"

Yu Jia was really looking forward to the old comrade!

Although it was an unfamiliar old comrade...

Shen Qingli directly sent the few little ones into the Primordial Spirit Realm.

Only then did he have a moment to ask about the current situation: "I just sensed a bit; this hall is also too big—is this our main base?"

"Of course."

"Not returning to the temple?"

"What's good about returning to that broken place?"

Tianqing Old Ancestor didn't mind; here there is the Huaxu burial mound, and it's also the sole exit from the lower realm—this is what matters most.

So, he agreed to Zhan Yuefeng's proposal to build a palace and take root here.

Shen Qinghuang also had no objections; going home later will be convenient! This matter was settled so smoothly.

While they were chatting, Zhan Yuefeng also returned.

Shen Qingli's eyes lit up: "Junior Brother has cultivation now."

And it's not low at all! He's actually reached the True God Realm.

"He originally had cultivation; he was just stripped of it, and your Fusang divine fruit helped him recover."

"Not bad. It's a pity my original cultivation was too low, but fortunately I'm not useful only through martial strength." Zhan Yuefeng self-deprecatingly said.

Shen Qingli curiously asked, "Then the little brother from the divine realm,"

"When he merges with the Tianyou Star, we become one."

Zhan Yuefeng explained a bit, and Shen Qingli understood: not long after she ascended to the Three Pure Heavens, he also came up.

"Will the senior sisters be sad?" Shen Qingli sighed, they still didn't know that Zhan Yuefeng had come to the Three Pure Heavens,

However, Zhan Yuefeng wore a strange expression, "No, I'm actually quite happy."

"Ah?"

"Seeing me transform into the heavenly Tianyou Star, I see them laughing brightly."

"This,"

Shen Qingli had no idea.

All we can say is, "No wonder we're the Tianxing Sect."

Indeed, their reactions are totally different from ordinary people.

"Forget it, no need to mention it."

Zhan Yuefeng waved his hands, laughing and crying at once.

Turning to a serious matter, he said, "On Yunhe Island, still no one can uncover any news; this is highly unusual."

These days, he has searched through all documents, yet never seen a similar situation.

Yet, he, who is naturally especially sensitive to heavenly secrets, can intuit danger.

In fact, his sense of crisis is truly accurate!

At this moment, he and the Tian Dou Mu are no longer in the clan.

Despite her soul being greatly damaged, she actually forcibly transferred twenty percent of her soul power along the literary fortune to Penglai Island.

At that moment, Cang Cong, who first sensed movement in the ancestral temple, immediately came to check, but froze the instant he entered the temple!

After a long while, his gaze and aura had changed.

"What's wrong?"

An aged voice sounded from behind Cang Cong, asking.

"Nothing."

Cang Cong responded calmly, but as he turned, he issued an order.

Send word to Zhu Que Nu Di, saying that the formation left by our master earlier has changed; please come and have a look.

"What?" the old man blurted, startled.

Cang Cong, however, said, "We need to hurry; maybe this can bring about Penglai's revival."

Those words hit the mark with the old man, who immediately nodded.

Soon after, Zhong Minglan received a Penglai letter personally delivered by Jin Wu.

"Has the formation changed?" Zhong Minglan recalled that so‑called formation a bit, but wasn't it gnawed by Jiu Ying?

"I've looked into it, but I don't know the state of that so‑called formation; still, Penglai's literary fortunes seem to be looking up. Penglai Island faintly shows signs of revival." That's why Jin Wu personally came to deliver the letter.

After Cang Pei's rebellion, even though Penglai had sealed its islands.

Zhong Minglan, however, remained uneasy and still assigned the most capable Jin Wu to keep a close watch.

"Could there really be a change?" Zhong Minglan pondered, not immediately agreeing to go, but instead had Jin Wu investigate further, and she marked the site where the so‑called formation had been discovered, assigning Jin Wu to focus his watch there.

Jin Wu took the order and departed.

Zhong Minglan had intended to tell Shen Kuo about this.

But no sooner had Jin Wu departed than an abnormal tremor erupted in the east.

Now, all four quarters of Shen Ting fall under Zhong Minglan's jurisdiction; she bears the duty to go investigate.

But all of this is a trap meticulously laid by Hetian Doumu for her.

Thus, upon Zhong Minglan's arrival at the East Sea, the Old Dragon King came forward to report, "Your Majesty, Penglai has changed; it seems to be about to be sacrificed again, much like last time."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Jin Wu arrived.

"How?"

"Indeed, there is an aura of formation fluctuations."

"But, 'Subordinate cannot get close; that place is sealed. Besides, all of Penglai's people have gathered outside that ruined spot, each acting as if mad, kowtowing, claiming they sense Cang Pei's return and begging him to take them away.'"

"Are they crazy?" the Old Dragon King couldn't understand, "Last time they had their cultivation sucked dry, yet they still believe in Cang Pei? Have they gone insane!"

Jin Wu also didn't understand, but he felt no fondness for those Penglai scholars and offered no comment.

However, "There are also a few who did not go."

"I'll go check it out; you're quick, return at once and tell Shen Kuo what's happening here." Zhong Minglan urged.

"Old Dragon, I'll go with you." the Old Dragon King said, volunteering.

Zhong Minglan nodded, "Be extra careful; if anything seems amiss, pull back immediately."

The Old Dragon King knew the score, but once they entered Penglai Island, using Hetian Doumu's powers against them would be an utter curb‑stomp.

Thus, the moment Zhong Minglan set foot on the island, she sensed something amiss and her whole body was forced to freeze.

Immediately, a strange voice echoed in her mind: "Shen Qingli's birth mother, Zhong Minglan, hello. Your flesh is now mine. Your identity, too."