The divine beast recognized its master, and the dragon girl, destined to kill him, went to the spiri

Late night

After this battle, Ye Wanqing and Jiang Xu were invited by the Wen family to stay for a few days. At this moment, she was also circulating and integrating the power of the great destiny accumulated from the battle with the demons from outside the heavenly realm.

The third level of the Divine Realm!

Ye Wanqing withdrew the flowing spiritual energy and suddenly opened her eyes. Although her spiritual cultivation level had only risen by one level, the aura all over her body was incomparable to what it was just now.

In the realm of Divine Venerable, every advancement to a higher level is an extreme tempering.

Suddenly, she thought of something and raised her hand slightly. A broken black horn appeared in her hand. Thinking of the battle in the daytime, Ye Wanqing's expression became slightly solemn.

Others may not understand, but she can see it clearly.

Although Bai Ri had integrated the spirits of the four directions and even had the added power of thunder tribulation, she knew that due to the limitations of her own strength, the true power that the spirits of the four directions could exert was actually limited.

Therefore, even with the power of thunder tribulation, he could not defeat Cang Feng and could only end up in a draw.

But she had truly won the battle during the day, while Cang Feng seemed to be seeking death. Thinking of the last complex look in Cang Feng's eyes before he closed them, Ye Wanqing frowned slightly, just like a layer of mist covering the distant mountains.

But this wasn't the only thing that disturbed Ye Wanqing's thoughts.

And there is also my junior sister.

And those eyes.

Her previous perception could not be wrong. Both the power of the Great Dao and the original power of the Destiny Dragon Girl within the dragon bones told her that her junior sister was indeed about to appear.

But until now, Ye Wanqing has solved the problem of the outer demon of the secret family, but there is still no news about his junior sister.

And those eyes...

She recognized it.

Thinking of her hidden identity, Ye Wanqing closed her eyes slightly, hiding the endless frustration in her eyes.

And just at this moment, a sound came from outside the window.

Ye Wanqing lowered her eyes, her crow-feather eyelashes casting fan-shaped shadows under her eyes, and the slightly curved arch of her brows resembled a stroke of ink. "Since you're here, then come in."

The door opened slightly.

The man's steps were slightly heavy. When he reached Ye Wanqing, his eyes were filled with sincerity, hesitation, entanglement, and loyalty. When he met Ye Wanqing's cold eyes, he half-knelt down.

"Jin Ling has met the Lord. Jin Ling failed to recognize the Lord in time. Please punish me, Lord."

Ye Wanqing summoned a little spiritual power, casually helped the man up, and gestured for him to sit down. "I never thought that the prince of the Song royal family in the outside world was actually the Golden Spirit, one of the Five Direction Spirits."

Noticing the slight twitch in Song Xingjian's eyes, Ye Wanqing picked up the teacup from the table and carefully played with it in her hands. An ambiguous look in her eyes made her chuckle softly, "He's even the young master of Yaojin Shenque, a hidden family specializing in weapon refining."

When she was young, Daotian had indeed brought Ye Wanqing to the Yaojin Shenque territory many times, and even asked her to exchange cultivation experiences with the young master Xingjian many times.

At first, Ye Wanqing thought that her master had some requirements for her to refine the weapon, but she didn't expect that the purpose was actually this.

The young master with the most talent for refining weapons in the history of Yaojin Shenque was actually the Golden Spirit, one of the Five Direction Spirits.

It turned out that when she was still young, her master arranged for her to come into contact with the five spirits.

"Long time no see, Xingjian."

The corners of Ye Wanqing's lips gradually curled up, and her eyes were filled with the smile of meeting an old friend again.

Song Xingjian's eyes were slightly startled, but he regained his composure in an instant. His expression gradually relaxed from the initial tension and heaviness, and gradually filled with warmth. "Long time no see, Wanqing."

Looking at the smiling woman in front of him, Song Xingjian's eyes flashed with something strange. He actually knew from a young age that he was different from others.

And when Ye Wanqing, who was also a young child, arrived, especially when he sensed the subtle connection between him and her, he knew a lot about the world.

I understood my father's intention.

I understood that besides spiritual power, I had another magical power.

The initial contact was only because of his father's order, but later he found that the Holy Maiden of the Temple in the outside world did have extraordinary strength and talent. His heart was full of admiration, and gradually he developed an increasingly strong desire to fight.

He was also increasingly looking forward to the competition with Ye Wanqing. Every time he came into contact with Ye Wanqing, he could sense that he could experience something different, which made him progress rapidly, both in terms of strength and talent.

However, due to the sudden change in Yaojin Shenque more than ten years ago, the entire clan was wiped out. Under the protection of his father, he successfully escaped with a mission and was sent to the Song family, a small force in the outside world, as an adopted son. From then on, he changed his name to Song Xingjian.

It has been more than ten years now.

Due to the limitations of his own strength and the pursuit of the enemy, he did not look for Ye Wanqing. It was not until three years ago when he was in a small place in the Tianling Realm that he learned that the entire temple was wiped out and the saint was missing.

He gradually entered the world, and the Song family followed quietly.

He had never expected that the destined person that Song's father had predicted through divination was actually the Holy Maiden of the Temple.

He was also his best friend since childhood.