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Just as Yi Jian was lost in his fantasies...

Inside the Emperor's Palace, a bronze ripple once again spread.

Then, Mantang appeared, disheveled, holding an enormous bronze alchemy furnace in his arms.

It rolled over while snoring.

Then, he opened his sleepy eyes and looked at Lin Yu.

"Huh? Master..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mantang hugged the alchemy furnace again and fell into a deep sleep.

Lin Yu rubbed his forehead.

The spiritual energy in the room had been completely exhausted, not a drop remaining.

The fact that he can still greet me now shows that he respects his teacher.

This guy must have obtained quite a few ancient pill formulas and incantations in the Temple of Inheritance.

Given Mantang's obsession with alchemy and his own personality.

This guy will definitely bring back everything in his sight related to alchemy, including alchemy furnaces and medicinal herbs.

Now, Mantang doesn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

He was fast asleep, embracing the alchemy furnace that was clearly stolen from the Temple of Inheritance.

This helped restore his mental strength.

At this moment, Mantang and Yijian were just like Shuanghan before.

Their cultivation levels have all been enhanced by the years of human heritage within the Temple of Inheritance.

He broke through to the peak of the Heavenly Gate Realm of Life and Death.

He was only one step away from becoming a god.

However, becoming a god is a process of transformation and leap in life.

Once you step into the divine path, you are no longer a mortal.

Therefore, the final step to becoming a god requires a martial artist to take the initiative based on their own abilities.

About fifteen minutes later.

Luo Wusheng's figure appeared.

She was holding a guqin in her arms, muttering curses under her breath.

"What the hell!"

"I thought the lost ancient zither scores were something extraordinary, but it turns out this is all?"

"It's nowhere near as good as the sheet music my master gave me!"

"You've made me waste so much time!"

Luo Wusheng's bright little face was filled with impatience.

Although she improved her cultivation level, cultivation level is something that can always be improved with time.

It would be better to stay outside and spend some quality time with Xiao Linzi.

Thinking of Lin Yu, Luo Wusheng quickly searched for that figure.

But, in the very next moment...

Luo Wusheng's already impatient face immediately darkened again.

"You three vixens!"

"How dare you sleep with Xiao Linzi while I was away!"

"Xiao Linzi belongs to me!"

While talking.

Luo Wusheng transformed into a pale blue shadow and crashed into Lin Yu's arms.

"Little thing, you..."

She had just picked up Xingluo.

Xinglu blinked her large, black, gem-like eyes and said in a clear, sweet voice, "Mother~"

Luo Wusheng's expression froze.

Her previously fierce face softened instantly.

She glanced at Lin Yan and Shuang Han, unsure whether they were truly asleep or pretending.

At this point, each of them had half.

I'm afraid I won't be able to squeeze in.

Then, Luo Wusheng recalled the fear he had once felt at the hands of Lin Yan's talismans.

She could only hold Xingluo and sit down next to Lin Yu with a dissatisfied look on her face.

Lin Yu reached out and patted Luo Wusheng's little head.

Luo Wusheng narrowed his eyes instantly, and his previously agitated emotions were calmed down immediately.

the other side.

Yi Jian withdrew from the Immortal Realm.

His eyes widened.

It was only at this moment that he noticed the little Starfall.

What is the child's name, Luo Wusheng?

mother? !

When did Luo Wusheng suddenly have such a big daughter?

Then who is the father?

What magical things happened while I was away?

Jian Yijian looked at him with an incredulous expression.

Luo Wusheng rolled his eyes at him, not wanting to talk to this two-faced senior brother.

Yi Jian looked embarrassed.

He lowered his head again, immersing himself in the celestial realm.

The details and basic structure of this virtual world were all built by him, almost a one-to-one perfect replica of various worlds in the myriad realms.

The Immortal Realm is now officially open.

Yi Jian quickly logged in using his Lingwang account.

Previously, he had mastered the Spirit Network Imprint of the God of Hell and had already opened countless backdoors for his Spirit Network account.

And at this time.

Once again, a series of curses and swears echoed from inside the main hall.

"What a shameless old man Deng!"

"He's just a pharmacist who knows nothing about perfumery, yet he dares to dream of taking me as his disciple?"

"Don't you even know who I am!"

"If it weren't for the fact that you, you old codger, still have some use and helped me improve my cultivation!"

"I would have killed you, you old codger, with a single Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger long ago!"

"Hey? All I did was steal a rope from you as compensation for my emotional distress?"

"You actually dared to chase after me?"

"The Great Wilderness Prisoner's Finger!"

Boom——

Golden fingers pierced through the void.

After a short scream, everything returned to calm.

In Hua Zui's hand, she held a hemp rope about the thickness of a thumb.

Muttering curses under his breath, he emerged from a bronze-colored ripple.

The light blue and purple dress made her appear even more gentle and serene.

Yi Jian was not completely immersed in the immortal realm.

She raised her head and looked blankly at the gentle and graceful junior sister, the Fragrance Goddess.

No, how did she manage to curse in such a gentle tone?

Could this be the true nature of this Fragrance Goddess?

Yi Jian shook his head, his eyes instantly fixed on the rope in Hua Zui's hand.

He couldn't help but recall Hua Zui's outrageous statement.

We need to tie Forget-Worry to the bed and have some fun.

Therefore, this junior sister, the Fragrance Goddess, stole a rope from the Temple of Inheritance.

Is it to kidnap Forget-Worry Lord?

wrong.

Based on the current situation, it seems more feasible to kidnap Lin Yu.

Not right either!

Isn't Lin Yu the Forget-Worry Lord?

Tying Lin Yu is the same as tying up Wangyou Jun!

Wait, something doesn't seem right!

Hua Zui, the junior sister, seemed to have said that she also wanted to kidnap the Nightless Marquis.

and so.

As long as Junior Sister Hua Zui binds Lin Yu, it's equivalent to binding both Lord Wang You and Lord Bu Ye at the same time!

Killing three birds with one stone...

No, it's three birds with one stone.

Thinking of this, Yi Jian's body began to tremble, and his eyes gradually became distorted.

I really want to see the scene where Hua Zui learns the truth!

And this moment.

Hua Zui held a rope in her hand, but her face was full of murderous intent.

She had already seen Shuanghan and Lin Yan sleeping in Lin Yu's arms.

OK!

Those two little devils actually slept with Xiao Linzi while I was away!

Hua Zui, carrying a rope in her hand, strode forward.

They were about to pull Lin Yan and Shuang Han out of Lin Yu's arms.

And at this time.

Lin Yu was filled with helplessness.

I had happily stewed a pot of Qilin (a type of fish), waiting for the bok choy and radishes to come out so we could eat together.

But who would have thought.

What arrived first was a scene of carnage.

Luo Wusheng, who was standing to the side, was holding Xingluo in his arms when he saw Huazui arrive.

He quickly stood up as well.

In an instant, Hua Zui and others formed a temporary united front.

The two men, their eyes blazing with murderous intent, looked at Shuanghan and Linyan in Lin Yu's arms.

Lin Yu felt utterly hopeless.

He really didn't know how to handle the relationship between the four of them.

You can't have one incarnation for each person, can you?

That won't work!

Lin Yu would never do something like cheating on herself.

Lin Yu patted the two people in his arms, who were either really asleep or pretending to be asleep, and he couldn't tell.

"The stewed pork for the New Year is ready, let's eat."

In an instant, the tense atmosphere dissipated.

Lin Yan and Shuang Han reluctantly climbed out of Lin Yu's arms.

Hua Zui and Luo Wusheng exchanged a glance.

"The pig for the New Year?"

Calculate the time.

It's almost the end of the year for the Human Holy Dynasty.

Xingluo, nestled in Luo Wusheng's arms, exclaimed excitedly, "Stewed~ Qilin~"

It's a Qilin again.

……wrong.

Xiao Linzi has captured another Qilin?

The God of Food has already brought over the large cauldron.

For an instant.

The innate spiritual root, the Great Dao of the Divine Emperor, and the radiance of various spiritual energies filled the entire hall.

The sword, which had been engrossed in the immortal realm, was instantly awakened from its deep sleep, as was the entire hall.

Lin Yu grinned, "A bronze cauldron stewed with a qilin, along with top-quality radishes and mushrooms, have a taste."

The group swallowed hard and sat down around the large cauldron.

But right now.

Lin Yu's communication talisman suddenly started vibrating wildly.

At the same time, a voice filled with anxiety and grievance entered Lin Yu's mind.

Master! When will you be back?

[The Heavenly Fire Great World is now filled with gods descended from the divine realm... My disciple can't hold on much longer!]

He heard a somewhat unfamiliar voice, yet the person addressed him as their master.

Lin Yu's face went blank for a moment.

Who is this?

Call me Master?

Do I have other apprentices?

Lin Yu scratched her hair.

I always feel like I've forgotten something.