He Lan Tianxia

"You tricked me?" As Murong Junlan struck the little boy with his palm, the woman angrily cursed at him.

"This humble servant dares not," the little boy said innocently. "I remember the Emperor once said that the owner of the treasure set a blood seal that could only be broken with her own blood. He also said that when the owner came, the iron chain would automatically shrink and recognize its owner."

"Your master is such a hassle," the woman said unhappily.

"..." The little boy.

"..." Murong Junlan.

"Help me pull it out." For safety's sake, the woman decided to let the little boy take the risk, thinking to herself that she wasn't stupid.

“Master…” The little boy looked troubled, but he still kept looking back at the woman.

"Looking at me won't help. You've been guarding this place for so long, you must know how to pull it out."

"I'll give it a try," the little boy thought. If he could pull it out, he would have done so already. Why would he be standing here waiting?

"Hurry up, or I'm leaving. I don't really need this thing anyway."

"..." The little boy felt aggrieved. This person didn't care about the treasure at all. It was too hurtful to his pride. The treasure he had guarded for ten thousand years was just something the other person didn't care about.

"This is indeed a treasure." Seeing the little boy's frustration, Murong Junlan couldn't help but add, "I'll pass on my Silver Ring Illusion Technique to you later."

So the little boy started pulling on the iron chain, pulling and pulling, but no matter how hard he tried, the chain wouldn't budge. The little boy awkwardly watched the woman idly weeding nearby, afraid to stop for fear of being scolded. A short while passed, then half an hour, and there was still no progress.

"If we can't pull it out, then let's just leave it." The woman took Murong Junlan's hand and was about to leave.

"Master, please pull it out yourself," the little boy pleaded, having exhausted all other options.

"No need, no need. Your seashell pinched my hand just now. I wonder what kind of mechanism is hidden in this iron chain."

"Let me give it a try," Murong Junlan said, freeing his hand.

The little boy stepped forward, blocking the iron chains. "No, if the master doesn't do it himself, anyone will suffer the backlash from these chains. That's what the Emperor ordered. The Emperor... the Emperor also said..."

Before the little boy could finish speaking, he suddenly knelt down and kowtowed three times: "The Five-Colored Seashell greets Your Majesty the Emperor!"

"Emperor?" The woman looked at Murong Junlan with a puzzled expression.

Murong Junlan was momentarily dazed, then realized the little boy had mistaken her for someone else. She quickly reached out to help the boy up and said gently, "You've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not the Emperor."

The little boy stubbornly insisted, "Impossible. Your Majesty, I dared not neglect the task you entrusted to me back then. Besides nourishing this iron chain with colorful bubbles every day, which is why it remains bright and new, never rusting for ten thousand years, and brimming with spiritual energy, I also worked hard to nurture a large pearl. The pearl I just gave to Master has the effect of prolonging life. Putting it in my mouth will immediately make me feel refreshed and fill my dantian with energy. If you hadn't suddenly barged in and interrupted my critical breakthrough, this pearl might have had the effect of bringing the dead back to life."

"What did you say? This pearl has the power to bring the dead back to life?" Murong Junlan suddenly grabbed the little boy with the five-colored seashell, startling the boy who thought he had said something wrong and shrank back.

"Does this pearl have the power to transform into human form?"

The little boy with the colorful seashell avoided Murong Junlan's eager gaze and trembled timidly. Suddenly, he broke free from Murong Junlan's hand and teleported backward with lightning speed, scrambling back into the large seashell behind him and sealing it tightly.

By the time Murong Junlan and the woman realized what was happening, the colorful seashell had vanished, along with all its vibrant bubbles, and the light in the cave had suddenly dimmed. Murong Junlan knew that the little boy in the colorful seashell had misunderstood him, so he and the woman went forward to pat the large seashell, but the large seashell remained tightly sealed and wouldn't open its shell.

Murong Junlan decided to wait. He felt that the ten-thousand-year pearl in the Transformation Pill he had found for Lingyi should be here. Although Cangying said that the ten-thousand-year pearl was inside a clam shell in the Purple Bamboo Cave of the Purple Bamboo Beach in the Purple Bamboo Kingdom, he did not know what the Purple Bamboo Kingdom had to do with this little boy, or if they had no connection at all. But he had to get this pearl, and not the one that Yan'er had now, but the little boy with the five-colored shell, to continue to refine this pearl into a Transformation Pearl.

"Your Highness, what should we do now?" the woman asked worriedly.

Murong Junlan smiled gently, his tense expression changing from before, and said to the woman in a gentle tone, "Let's make a fire and grill some fish. I'm hungry. Also, dry my wet clothes. I don't know who it was that almost tore my clothes to shreds just now."

Upon hearing this, the woman blushed deeply, angrily grabbed a small seashell stuck to a rock, and threw it. Murong Junlan dodged, and the small seashell smashed against another rock with a crack. The little boy with the colorful seashell hiding inside the larger seashell was so frightened that his soul trembled.

Soon, Murong Junlan dried the clothes, and the grilled fish emitted an enticing aroma. Murong Junlan handed a fragrant grilled fish to the woman and deliberately said, "If my beloved concubine is still not satisfied, I will allow you to take off your clothes again."

Enraged, the woman turned and slapped him. Murong Junlan didn't put down the grilled fish; instead, he used his other hand to gently pull her into his embrace. Their eyes met, and their hearts pounded. Murong Junlan couldn't help but kiss her…

After a moment of dizziness, the woman suddenly pushed Murong Junlan away. To Murong Junlan's surprise, she stood up abruptly and exhaled softly, reminding him, "Shell Boy."

Murong Junlan suddenly realized and laughed, "He dares to peek? I'll destroy him." He casually exerted force on the giant seashell, scaring it so much that it closed even the slightest gap for air to escape.

Murong Junlan and her Yan'er lived a blissful life in the cave, a life more idyllic than any immortal. The poor little boy, Five-Colored Seashell, hid inside the large seashell, too afraid to utter a sound. The owner of the "Silver Ring Dream Shadow" iron chain was utterly disdainful, and the little boy even wondered if he'd mistaken her for someone else. What he couldn't stand most was that the mistress would knock on his shell every morning and evening, her hands itching to do so. The little boy lived in constant fear, unable to sleep soundly. Finally, one afternoon, unable to bear it any longer, the little boy suddenly flung open the seashell door and knelt down before the two women.

"Master, I was wrong. I shouldn't have stolen the pearl from before."

"You stole it?" Murong Junlan stared at the little boy in the seashell, making the boy gasp for breath for a moment. It turned out that this large pearl had previously been formed, but the little boy couldn't resist the temptation and stole it. Because there wasn't enough time, it could only turn into this little boy.

"You must be punished for your mistakes. I order you to continue refining the pearl from now on until it becomes a pearl that can transform into a human. Then we will come to collect it."

The woman, speaking seriously as the hostess, said, "Remember, no slacking off."

"Your Majesty, Master, is this all?" the little boy with the five-colored seashell asked timidly.

"Otherwise what?" Murong Junlan abandoned his rare casualness, his tone turning colder. "If you feel the punishment isn't satisfactory, you can... at any time."

Before Murong Junlan could finish speaking, the little boy with the five-colored seashell kowtowed several times, saying, "Thank you for your great kindness, Your Majesty and Master. I will do my best to help you."

"Alright, I'll give you three years." After Murong Junlan finished speaking, a thin rope suddenly appeared in his hand, and he immediately unleashed the move "Silver Ring Illusion".

With a loud "whoosh," the iron chain in Murong Junlan's hand transformed into a fire dragon, binding the iron chain inside the stone cave. As the two chains intertwined, they transformed into two fire dragons that soared into the sky, exploding with a deafening roar that shook the mountains and the earth. Murong Junlan tightly grasped the woman's hand, feeling two powerful electric currents coursing through him. Yet, both felt a profound connection, a sense of exhilaration akin to having their meridians opened. The two fire dragons swirled and tumbled in the air, the clear sky momentarily ablaze with light, lightning, and shifting winds.

"Double Shadows? It really is Double Shadows!" The white-haired woman exclaimed excitedly. Then, amidst a flash of lightning and thunder, a bolt of lightning struck, blasting the woman out of the swamp that was about to sink to its end. The white-haired woman's dying eyes were instantly given a glimmer of life.

"You really have returned." The Emperor's heart ached sharply, then a sorrowful smile appeared on his face. This "Dreamlike Twin Shadows" was once the peerless martial art he and his beloved concubine possessed. Now, the martial art has been reborn, but the people are no longer the same.

"Double Shadows of Dreams?" The old man in the treasure room frowned and sighed. "It seems that not only have the people returned, but their hearts have returned as well. Is it fate or misfortune? Let's hope so, it's been ten thousand years." The old man silently prayed for the Emperor.

"Two dragons soaring together!" The little seashell boy rushed over excitedly, shaking the woman's hand vigorously, and said excitedly, "Master, two dragons soaring together, the blood seal is broken, it's broken."

Murong Junlan and the woman both stretched out their hands, and the two soaring fire dragons instantly shrank into small iron chains, which fell into their hands respectively. The two exchanged a tacit glance, smiled at each other, and then put the iron chains into their own pockets. The sky instantly cleared up.

"We need to leave here as soon as possible. If I'm not mistaken, this is still the Ancient Cave of Destruction. Everything inside seems real yet unreal. We can't afford to waste our energy here." Murong Junlan led Yan'er around, searching for a way out.

"Your Highness, I feel that this place is controlled by the white-haired woman's nightmare; the space-time is very chaotic."

"Since there's a river here, let's try going downstream."

"But there is no boat."

“I have a way.” Murong Junlan turned to look at the seashell boy.

The boy with the seashell trembled slightly, avoiding the prince's sharp eyes, and looked at the woman with a pitiful expression, whispering, "I can't help you."

Murong Junlan swept his iron chain over, and the seashell boy quickly dodged, shouting, "I didn't lie to you. I gave the big pearl to my master, and now I only have 30% of my power left. I can't carry you."

"Give the pearl back to him." Murong Junlan looked at the woman beside him. The woman reluctantly took out the pearl and threw it back to the little boy in the seashell.

The little boy snapped the shell shut and jumped into the water. The woman panicked and cried out, "Your Highness, he has escaped!"

Murong Junlan patted the woman's shoulder, smiled, and said, "Don't worry, he's taken all his treasures, why would he want to run away?"

As they were talking, a brightly colored seashell swam up to them. The seashell boy poked his head out, looking at the woman with a resentful expression. "Master, in your eyes, am I really that kind of person?"

The woman realized she had wronged the seashell, so she squatted down and gently patted it. "I apologize, okay?"

"Okay. Come on up." The seashell boy carried the two of them downstream.

To thank the Seashell Boy for protecting the treasure, Murong Junlan taught him the secret formula for being a lazy person. The Seashell Boy was so excited that he blew colorful bubbles all the way, and the woman was overjoyed.

After being struck by lightning and pulled from the swamp, the white-haired woman felt a lingering fear of survival. However, her first instinct was to rush to see the Ancient Cave of Annihilation she had meticulously crafted. The Ancient Cave of Annihilation was now in ruins; her fictitious Upper Realm and Chaos Realm had been utterly destroyed. She glared angrily at everything that had been destroyed, her hands digging deep into the stone walls in fury. Her already disheveled hair stood on end in anger. She laughed wildly, "Dare to destroy my Valley of Annihilation? I will perish with 'Dreamlike Twin Shadows'!"

The white-haired woman started hitting the rocks wildly, causing a rock to hit a seashell and nearly knocking the two people on her back into the water.

The woman advised the boy to be careful, to which the boy replied that the woman hadn't discovered him yet.

At a mountain range boundary, after parting ways with the seashell boy, Murong Junlan and his companion decided to return to the snow-capped mountains to find the little boy in the bear cave and Luo Xie, as the white-haired woman was a terrifying presence. On their way, Murong Junlan didn't forget to pass on the secret manual of "Silver Circle Illusion" to the woman, while Murong Junlan himself studied the peerless martial art of "Dreamlike Twin Shadows."

After several days and nights of non-stop travel, we finally returned to the bear den. The terrifying thing was, there was nothing there at all; not even a trace of a bear could be seen.

"White-haired woman, Valley of Destruction." The two thought of the same person at the same time, and then they rushed towards Valley of Destruction.

"Finally, you've arrived." The white-haired woman's desolate voice seemed to appear out of nowhere, empty and ethereal. "I thought that with that moment of demise, the 'Dreamlike Twins' would never exist again. It seems I underestimated you. But these thousands of years of waiting have been worthwhile. Ha... Prepare to die!" As soon as she finished speaking, the white-haired woman launched her first attack.

"Careful!" Murong Junlan pulled the woman into his arms. He knew her newly learned martial arts were nothing but a joke in the white-haired woman's eyes. After dodging a few moves, Murong Junlan shouted at the white-haired woman, "Where are they?"

"You can't even protect yourself, what right do you have to ask them questions? Prepare to die!" The white-haired woman launched another fierce attack, and Murong Junlan had no choice but to lead the woman to dodge left and right, parrying each move.

"Your Highness, please lure the white-haired woman away, I'll go find them," the woman whispered.

"No, that's too dangerous." Murong Junlan would never let a woman take such a risk, especially since he had finally managed to find Yan'er.

The two were whispering to each other, but the white-haired woman opposite them saw it as a display of affection. Adding fuel to the fire, the white-haired woman launched attack after attack. Because Murong Junlan had to protect the woman, he gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

"Your Highness, we have the Dream Twins ability," the woman reminded him.

Murong Junlan sighed and rubbed his forehead. "You think I don't know? You haven't even memorized the key points yourself, how can you join forces?"

“We can make a move together,” the woman said, noticing the prince’s worry.

"Quiet." This woman was truly formidable. Murong Junlan parried her attacks while simultaneously responding to her. The white-haired woman's moves grew increasingly fierce. Suddenly, she unleashed a powerful attack on Murong Junlan with both hands. Murong Junlan guessed that the white-haired woman was going all out, aiming for mutual destruction. So he released her hands and fought back with all his might. However, he never expected the white-haired woman to use such a dirty trick. When his attack was halfway through, the white-haired woman suddenly changed the direction of his palm strike, delivering a sharp blow directly at the woman. If this palm strike landed directly on the woman, it would either kill her or severely injure her. With no other choice, Murong Junlan had to abruptly withdraw his palm strike and shield the woman with his body. With a "boom," Murong Junlan was pushed several steps back. Just as he regained his balance, he felt a burning sensation in his chest and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Your Highness, the incantation." Upon seeing this, a powerful force burst forth from within the woman. She stood beside Murong Junlan, supporting him with one hand and swiftly pulling out the iron chain with the other, glaring angrily at the white-haired woman.

"Aha... Today, I'll make you two a pair of doomed lovers." As soon as she finished speaking, the white-haired woman's palm created a whooshing sound, sending sand and stones flying.

Murong Junlan swung his iron chains out from his body with a whoosh, standing arrogantly against the flying sand and stones, his eyes looking down with disdain. He declared in a resounding voice, "Yan'er, when the winds and clouds meet—all things return to one—flying side by side..." With a "whoosh," the two iron chains were swung out together, and the sky exploded instantly. Two fire dragons rushed out from the wind and clouds, directly attacking the white-haired woman.