Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

Feng Ying spent the most comfortable and happy period of her life.

Xia Xingzhi was gentle and considerate to her, and always responded to her requests. The appearance of Ming Zi allowed Feng Ying's cultivation to continue to rise, and the sequelae brought about by her previous attempt to enter the semi-saint realm gradually disappeared. All affairs in the Qianyun World gradually got back on track, and those forces that opposed Feng Ying were also eliminated one by one by Feng Ying.

It is no exaggeration to say that even after seeing Feng Huang again, Feng Ying found him much more pleasing to the eye.

"Why are you here?"

Feng Ying smiled faintly at Feng Huang, leaving him quite stunned. After a moment, he said, "Your power and position are already very solid. So... can you please forgive those innocent people?"

Feng Ying then remembered that she had many "half-brothers and sisters". All those who had framed and plotted against Feng Ying were strangled to death by Feng Ying, leaving no one alive. She also wiped out all of their mother clans.

As for the others who had never attacked her, Feng Ying simply found a place to keep them.

She is not a bloodthirsty devil, but she does not have the pleasure of killing innocent people.

Feng Ying curled her lips and said, "Father, I didn't restrict their freedom of life. I just marked out a territory for them. They don't dare to leave on their own. What does it have to do with me?"

Feng Huang: “…”

What does it have to do with you?

Of course I was shocked by your thunderous methods!

Feng Huang's mouth twitched slightly, and he whispered, "You mean, they can leave and move freely?"

Feng Ying smiled and said, "Of course."

Feng Huang: "... anywhere is fine?"

Feng Ying nodded: "Yes."

Feng Huang was silent for a moment, then pressed the issue further, "Even if they want to enter the Imperial Palace... is that possible?"

Feng Ying laughed loudly: "Of course, as long as they can pass the assessment and successfully enter the Imperial Palace, I will not drive them away. Of course, the premise is that they have the ability."

While Feng Ying was speaking, Feng Huang had been silently paying attention to her expression and emotional fluctuations. She was so frank, and it was obvious that what she said was what she thought.

As long as those people can stand up on their own and enter the Imperial Palace, she will not suppress them because of their identities. Similarly, Feng Ying will not look at them differently just because they share the same blood as her.

The only people they can rely on are themselves.

Feng Huang was filled with emotion. After all, Feng Ying's breadth of mind and courage were beyond his reach. No wonder Feng Ying's cultivation was so smooth at such a young age.

In fact, Feng Huang also thought about why he was so strict with Feng Ying, even exceeding the level that a father should be.

He had a vague answer in his heart, and that was... jealousy.

Yes, he was jealous of Fengying for having a "good father", jealous of Fengying's talent, jealous of Fengying's starting point, and so on.

After all, Feng Huang’s path to becoming emperor was not smooth.

Compared as practitioners, he is inferior to her.

Feng Huang stood up and said goodbye: "Okay, then I won't bother you anymore..."

"Leaving now?" Feng Ying asked in surprise, "Are you not going to have a cup of tea before you leave?"

Feng Huang was stunned, looking at Feng Ying in disbelief. After all, Feng Ying had never cared about these "appetite desires". Whenever she had time, she would practice, practice, and practice...

Although this was partly due to his compulsion, it was more because Feng Ying always pushed herself to run wildly.

But Feng Ying actually invited him to drink tea together?

Feng Huang recalled the time when he realized that they didn't seem to be enjoying their tea peacefully. At that moment, Feng Huang's heart ached. He lowered his eyes with a slightly embarrassed look and said with a smile, "No, I don't think you have any good spiritual tea here. Next time, I'll find you some top-grade spiritual tea, and we can enjoy a good drink together."

Feng Ying knew that Feng Huang was giving in. Meeting his slightly nervous and expectant gaze, she sighed softly in her heart and accepted the olive branch he extended.

"Yes, Father."

Feng Huang felt as if his heart was gently pinched by something, not too light or too heavy, but it made his guilt burst forth instantly.

...He is not a good father.

Feng Huang smiled and nodded to Feng Ying, then turned around and staggered out of the main hall.

Feng Ying stared at Feng Huang's back until he completely disappeared from the Imperial Palace. Then she turned to look at Xia Xingzhi, who had appeared from nowhere behind her, and said with a smile, "Look at you, why do you look so conflicted?"

Xia Xingzhi frowned: "Have you forgiven him?"

"Hahahahaha." Feng Ying stood up, cupped Xia Xingzhi's cheeks with both hands and rubbed them vigorously, raising an eyebrow and saying, "What forgiveness? The imperial family is the most ruthless. I'm willing to reconcile with him because I need him."

"..."

"Don't forget, he's finally a Half-Saint Emperor, and he still has many followers around him. His recognition of me will make my position more secure. Of course, when the time is right, I will recruit all his followers for my own use." Feng Ying winked cunningly, "For this purpose, it's not impossible to play the emotional card when necessary."

Xia Xingzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't expect Feng Ying to grow so fast.

But it’s better this way, then even if he is gone in the future, no one can bully her.

Soon the news of the easing of the relationship between Feng Ying and Feng Huang spread, and all parties finally understood that the old emperor had recognized the throne of the new emperor. This also meant that no one could threaten Feng Ying's imperial power anymore. She finally became an existence like the Wanxing Emperor and the Senluo Emperor, and was honored as the Qianyun Emperor.

To Feng Ying, everything seemed to be going smoothly and happily.

The Qianyun World was back on track. Ming Zi grew up little by little into a young man. Xia Xingzhi's massage skills were getting better and better. The unusual movements of the Feng family finally died down due to Feng Huang's suppression.

All the best.

All the best.

However, the moon waxes and wanes, and the water overflows when it is full.

This "perfect balance" finally ushered in the day when it was broken...

……

That day, Xia Xingzhi was the first to sense something. He suddenly opened his eyes, and his whole body was already soaked in cold sweat.

He tried hard to control his breathing, fearing that his disordered heartbeat would wake Feng Ying up. After a while, he slowly stood up and stared at her sleeping face quietly, reluctantly, and for a long time, until that special "sensation" came again. Then Xia Xingzhi showed a bitter and sad expression and solemnly kissed her between the eyebrows.

"You're fine..."

"Keep going, Ying'er..."

"Don't hesitate, don't look back, don't hesitate..."

"Sorry……"

"And, I love you..."

He gently expressed his love to her over and over again. Even though he had said it to her hundreds and thousands of times over the years, it was still not enough.

The time we spent together was too short.

The friendship lasts forever.

He only hoped that from now on she could continue to pursue the meaning and goals of her life freely and happily as she said.

Go forward courageously.

Keep moving forward.

……

Xia Xingzhi already knew his "fate". At the moment when the Xia family was destroyed, he sensed the remaining "consciousness" of the universe. This "consciousness" told him that one day, he would sacrifice his flesh and blood, and everything he had, to bring "hope" to the universe.

In the past, Xia Xingzhi only knew that this was his fate, so he felt neither sad nor happy.

Whether it was a sacrifice or a gift, he had no special feelings about it.

All the Xia family members are dead.

There's no point in him lingering on, right?

But then...

He fell in love with Feng Ying and couldn't help himself.

So he thought, if his sacrifice could protect the world she was in, and give her a little hope and a future...

Then he is willing, very willing...

Following the guidance of his will, he came to the depths of a void torrent.

In fact, the separation of consciousness and flesh and blood was not painful, because of the kindness of "consciousness", he could hardly feel anything.

He stood in the void, slowly raised his head, and calmly watched as his flesh and blood gradually transformed into stars in the sky, spreading tenderly towards the outside of the void torrent...

Feeling his soul becoming lighter and lighter, Xia Xingzhi chuckled, closed his eyes, and murmured blessings to the person he loved most.

"Keep going forward, Ying'er. We'll never meet again..."

……

Qianyun Imperial Capital at this time.

Feng Ying was standing alone under the starry sky of the Milky Way, looking up at the chaotic sky without blinking. Her heart was almost broken by pain, and her face was as pale as a ghost, but there was not a single tear in her eyes.

Because she always remembered his words and her promise to him.

So even if they never meet again in this life, she will hold her head high and move forward courageously.

No one can stop her.

She will eventually stand at the pinnacle of the human race.

She will be... sanctified.