The Green Robed Taoist nodded in satisfaction but still admonished, "Although you have grown, you must not become complacent. Sima Changqin's Qin Xin has not fully awakened. His strength still has room for improvement."

"So what? My sword body has not been fully unleashed yet either." The handsome man waved his hand dismissively and said without concern.

Seeing this, the Green Robed Taoist said no more.

He knew his son's proud character, but also recognized his exceptional talent and strength. He just hoped that on the path of growth, his son could be more steady, not losing out because of small matters.

"Father, I have reached your requirements in my recent closed-door cultivation. Will you keep your promise and send someone to propose to the Sky Eagle Chamber of Commerce?" The handsome man suddenly put on a smile, looking expectantly at the Green Robed Taoist.

The Green Robed Taoist stroked his beard with a smile, but a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes: "Is Xi Ying that captivating to you? There are quite a few who wish to become her Daoist companion, and every one of them is formidable. Your senior brother Qing Ping also wrote to me a few days ago, asking about her situation..."

The handsome man's expression changed dramatically upon hearing this: "What! Even senior brother wants to get involved in this matter?"

His voice revealed obvious unease and tension.

The Green Robed Taoist sighed and continued, "Not just your senior brother, but that old monster the Puppet Immortal seems quite interested in that girl Xi Ying. According to the information from the Dark Sword, Xi Ying has already given her heart to someone mentioned in the Communication Talisman, Wan Tianren. This person is a Body Cultivator with an Undying Body and extraordinary strength. With so many competitors, you should..."

The handsome man's expression kept changing, but he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Father, it's been years before I finally met someone I like. Just go to the Sky Eagle Chamber of Commerce and propose; I will handle the rest."

The Green Robed Taoist, looking at his son's determined eyes, sighed inwardly.

He knew that once his son made up his mind, he wouldn't easily change it.

So he nodded and said, "Fine, I'll give you a hand. However, because of the changes in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, I'm afraid I can't leave for a while. Once things settle here, I'll go to the Sky Eagle Chamber of Commerce to propose."

Though the handsome man was unwilling, he still nodded.

He knew his father made sense. Right now, with the situation in the Chuyun Realm in turmoil, it was indeed not the time to deal with personal affairs.

The Green Robed Taoist closed his eyes, and suddenly a beam of Golden Light shot from the top of his head straight into the sky.

The Golden Light quickly spread in the air, transforming into a giant beam rushing northward.

The speed was so fast, it seemed to transcend the limitations of time and space.

...

Bright Moon Palace, at the summit of Moon Viewing Cliff.

This peak soared into the clouds, aloof and cold, seemingly isolated from the world.

At the summit, a thousand zhang high, an ancient laurel tree stood unyielding, lush and vibrant, its crystalline leaves flashing iridescently under the sunlight, dreamlike and ethereal.

Beneath the laurel tree stood a woman in white, her figure swaying gracefully in the breeze, as if a fairy descended to the mortal world.

She wore a Moon White Palace Dress, resembling a flowing moonlight, her head adorned with exquisite crystal accessories, emitting a faint glow.

On her oval face was a thin white veil, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes, which seemed to hold the glow of the moon, circulating a mysterious and noble aura.

In her hand, she held a Communication Magical Treasure shaped like a Jade Scroll, with a hint of worry between her brows.

The destruction of White Emperor City, the counterattack of the Ten Thousand Demon Country, these were indeed important in her heart, but what concerned her more was the emergence of the Reincarnation Demon Lord.

"Only a few thousand years have passed, and yet the realm war is to commence again?" The Bright Moon Palace Master pondered secretly, a trace of solemnity flickering in her eyes.

At that moment, a sudden flash of Golden Light appeared on the horizon, and a figure descended lightly beside the laurel tree.

The figure gradually solidified, transforming into a Green Robed Taoist, his robe fluttering in the breeze as if merging with heaven and earth.

"Fellow Daoist Qinglian, your Flowing Light Divine Travel Technique has become increasingly miraculous. However, this is the territory of the Bright Moon Palace. Your intrusion like this, perhaps you don't regard this Palace Master at all?" The Bright Moon Palace Master spoke indifferently, a hint of displeasure in her tone.

The Green Robed Taoist chuckled, cupping his hands and saying, "How dare I show any disrespect? I came here at the invitation of Fellow Daoist Mu. There are urgent matters to discuss. If I've caused any offense, I hope the Palace Master will forgive."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground beside him suddenly cracked open, and a green sapling swiftly grew out, rapidly transforming into a vibrant green tree.

Soon after, a figure emerged from the tree, precisely Daoist Mu.

He smiled, looking at the Bright Moon Palace Master and the Green Robed Taoist, saying, "Indeed, I invited Fellow Daoist Qinglian over. The Three Realms Immortal Boat has now fallen into the hands of the Demon World, and the situation is extremely dangerous. Although the World Tree was taken, making the Three Realms Immortal Boat temporarily unusable, with the resources of the Demon World, it's only a matter of time before its power is restored. The Fourth Realm War is imminent; we must swiftly plan a response."

Upon hearing Daoist Mu's words, the expressions of the Bright Moon Palace Master and the Green Robed Taoist became solemn.

They understood the cruelty and ruthlessness of realm wars; once started, it would surely lead to widespread destruction and upheaval.

"Has the situation deteriorated to this extent?" Green Robed Taoist asked, frowning deeply.

Daoist Mu shook his head, sighing, "The Demon World's mastery over Space Power is becoming increasingly proficient. Even without the Three Realms Immortal Boat, they could fully breach the boundaries of the Chuyun Realm in at most two or three thousand years. The resurrection of the Demon Lord of Reincarnation only hastens the war."

The Bright Moon Palace Master was silent for a moment, then finally spoke, "It seems the Guardian plan needs to proceed to the next step quickly."

Daoist Mu and the Green Robed Taoist exchanged glances, both nodding in agreement.

They knew that at this moment, the responsibility of guarding the Chuyun Realm had fallen upon the shoulders of them, the Guardians.

The Bright Moon Palace Master waved her hand, and a gentle white light screen instantly enveloped the three figures, thoroughly sealing the surrounding space.

This was a unique secret technique of the Bright Moon Palace, capable of isolating any external prying and interference.

Under the veil of light, the three began their deep discussion.

As time passed, the atmosphere within the light veil grew increasingly heavy, as if even the air had frozen.

A moment later, the white veil slowly dissipated.

The figures of Daoist Qinglian and Fellow Daoist Mu had disappeared, leaving the Bright Moon Palace Master standing alone under the laurel tree, gazing into the distance.

Her gaze was deep and far-reaching, as if she was pondering something.

Her figure swayed gently in the breeze, merging with the surrounding scenery, appearing solemn and mysterious.

After another moment, she lightly swept her sleeve, and the void in front suddenly split open, as if slashed by an invisible sword.

A white world appeared before her eyes, filled with towering white laurel trees, as if moonlight elves were dancing.

This space was vast and boundless, seeming endless at a glance.

The Bright Moon Palace Master stepped inside, her figure flickering until she appeared beside an extraordinarily tall laurel tree.

This laurel tree was exceptionally thick, with lush branches and leaves, as if bearing the weight of endless years and secrets.

Hanging on the tree were seven or eight white light orbs, emitting a soft glow.

Strange and bizarre scenes occasionally flashed within the light orbs, like dream-like visions, as if they contained the dreams of many people, resembling small worlds.

The Bright Moon Palace Master reached out her hand and gently touched one of the white light orbs.

The orb trembled slightly, and the scene within immediately froze, revealing the figure of an aged matron with white hair.

She wore plain white clothes and had a kind face. Upon seeing the Bright Moon Palace Master, she immediately bowed in greeting.

"This old body greets the Palace Master," the matron's voice was respectful and calm.

The Bright Moon Palace Master nodded slightly and asked, "How is the Goddess now?"

"The Goddess's Divine Map Game Painting has reached the third stage, but the backlash is exceptionally strong. To proceed to the fourth stage would likely require a long period of rest," the matron replied.

Upon hearing this, the Bright Moon Palace Master frowned slightly and instructed, "Have the Goddess cease her cultivation and return to prepare for the Wentian Secret Realm."

"Yes," the matron responded respectfully.

The Bright Moon Palace Master was silent for a moment before asking again, "What about the Saint Heir's situation?"

"The Saint Heir's whereabouts remain unknown. According to reports from our spies, he was recently seen in White Emperor City," the matron replied.

"White Emperor City!"

A look of surprise appeared on the Bright Moon Palace Master's face as she turned her hand to take out an exquisite jade box and gently opened it.

Inside lay a semi-transparent jade scroll, intact and undamaged.

Only then did the Bright Moon Palace Master breathe a sigh of relief, put away the jade box, and said, "Summon the Saint Heir back immediately and prepare his Heavenly Soul Fruit."

"Yes," the matron bowed again and her figure faded away.

...

Deep within the palace of the Ten Thousand Demon Country.

In a grand stone-built hall, a bonfire blazed fiercely, like a Fire Dragon roaring in the dark night.

The flames danced, illuminating every corner of the hall, casting mottled shadows, staining the stone walls and chairs with a mix of gold and black hues.

Gathered around the bonfire were numerous Demon Kings of the Ten Thousand Demon Country.

They sat or stood, but at the moment, every face was filled with solemnity and unease.

The atmosphere in the hall was oppressive and heavy, as if a storm might break out at any moment.

Wu Yu was seated at the main position, lightly massaging her forehead. A hint of fatigue, hard to conceal, showed on her beautiful face.

Her gaze was deep and complex, as if contemplating something difficult and undecidable.

In recent days, Wu Yu had been continually contacting Su Wu and those from the Demon World, hoping to gain their support, but to no avail.

Both groups seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving no trace, causing her immense unease and fostering more doubts about her future plans.

"Your Majesty the Empress, the Demon Clan forces attacking various cities suffered heavy losses. Not only have we failed to restore the past glory of our Ten Thousand Demon Country with this campaign, but we have also sustained serious damage to our primordial qi. All clans are voicing grievances, and we can't suppress it. At this point, we must give the group of demons an explanation," the Flame Wolf King stood up and said in a loud voice.

Wu Yu looked up, her gaze calm and profound, as if seeing through the Flame Wolf King's heart.

She asked lightly, "What kind of explanation do you want?"

The Flame Wolf King met Wu Yu's gaze without flinching and said sternly, "The blame for this battle lies entirely with the Three Realms Sect. Those who advocated for an alliance with the Three Realms Sect and the Demon World should take full responsibility for the current situation."

Though his words didn't name anyone directly, everyone in the hall understood the implication clearly.

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