My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

The young man in white picked up the wine bowl, took a sip, and said softly, "The secrets within the Nine Heavens are probably far more numerous than you and I could imagine."

"Even I don't know much about the things within the Nine Heavens."

Zhong Qing fell into deep thought.

He recalled the person he had met before, her name was also Ling'er.

Although she was met in the First Heaven, she didn't look like someone from the First Heaven, and she didn't even look like she was from the Second Heaven or the Eighth Heaven.

Could it be that she was also looking for something from outside the Ninth Heaven as the young man in white said?

Combined with the matter of Han Paopao and Bai Ling, Zhong Qing felt overwhelmed.

The young man in white seemed to see Zhong Qing's distress and said leisurely, "You don't have to think too much."

“Some things don’t necessarily have answers, and even if they do, they may not be what you want.”

"Besides, with your ability, no matter what it is, you will know it sooner or later."

“In these nine heavens, there are not many people who are truly capable of leaving.”

"But you're probably one of them."

Zhong Qing smiled slightly: "Then I'll borrow your good words."

He put aside his doubts for the moment.

No matter what it is, there will most likely be no answer in the Nine Heavens.

Since the passage to the first heaven was blocked for him, he could only consider how to crack the secret of the twenty-four days and leave the ninth heaven through the Qiankun Wheel.

Thinking of this, he said, "In a while, I will enter the Demon Luo Heaven. Do you have anything to remind me?"

The young man in white chuckled. "Remind you? Is there anything you need me to remind you of?"

"A mere Mara Luotian shouldn't be a problem for you."

"Of course, if there's anything you really need to remind me of, then what you need to pay attention to is not Moruotian, but the Immortal Alliance."

Zhong Qing thought of the warning given to him by the Lord of the Abyss before he went to the Eighth Heaven.

In the Immortal Alliance, some people are trustworthy, while others should be treated with caution.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, he intuitively felt that the young man in white before him was the type who could be trusted.

So he asked, "Are you talking about the Celestial Race?"

Unexpectedly, the young man in white nodded, then shook his head: "What you need to pay attention to is not the direct threat from the Celestials."

He chuckled and said, "With your strength, there are people in the Immortal Alliance who will protect you. It will be difficult for the Celestials to do anything to you."

"But what is worth noting is the Celestial Race itself."

Zhong Qing frowned: "What are you talking about?"

He hated the Riddler the most in his life.

The young man in white smiled mysteriously: "Guess why I don't want to go back to the Immortal Alliance directly?"

"The Celestial Race is not as simple as it appears."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and burped: "This drink was really enjoyable."

"Let's drink together next time."

Seeing this, Zhong Qing also stood up.

Although he was still a little confused about the meaning of the young man in white's last words, he had basically confirmed the other party's identity at this time.

So I nodded: "Okay, I will remember your nonsense."

The young man in white twitched his mouth.

This was the first time someone had dared to call his motto nonsense.

But Zhong Qing turned around and waved to the outside.

"Little Second!"

"Come on, my two guests, what can I do for you?"

Zhong Qing waved his hand and said, "Give me another hundred jars of this Emerald Jade Wine and take it away."

The waiter looked hesitant. "Sir, our Jade Nectar is the hottest, but we have a limited supply, so each table has a limited quota. You two are in the elegant seats on the second floor, so you have a quota of thirty jars. A hundred jars... is really difficult for me to accommodate."

"Is that so?" Zhong Qing stroked his chin, "Then let's have another twenty jars."

"Okay, wait a moment."

Zhong Qing turned around and smiled at the young man in white: "This wine is really good, you should take some away."

The young man in white was deeply moved. He rubbed his hands and chuckled, "Oh, this is so embarrassing, but considering your enthusiasm, it would be disrespectful for me to refuse."

As he spoke, several servants brought in twenty jars of wine. Zhong Qing waved his hand and stored them all in his storage ring. He turned to look at the young man in white and said, "This is such good wine. I'm going to take some back for my pets and disciples to taste... By the way, what did you just say?"