Miler, who has a system for giving up

"Sword Immortal Zixuan, are you scared already? The ancient gods have appeared, so it's normal for the Demon Realm to open. After all, it's been hundreds of thousands of years. If the queen of the gods hadn't used her last divine source to seal the exit of the Demon Realm, we wouldn't have had a peaceful day."

The one who spoke was the woman, the fairy in feathered robes, and one of the witnesses to this new era.

Bai Zixuan's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure, though his brows furrowed slightly, as if he were thinking about something.

The one who spoke at that moment was the woman dressed in white feathers; she was truly as beautiful and captivating as a fairy descended from heaven.

Her white feathered robe fluttered in the wind, making her appear even more ethereal and elegant.

This fairy in feathered robes was not only stunningly beautiful, but her voice was also clear and melodious, like the sound of heaven.

That beautiful voice reached the ears of everyone present, captivating them and making it hard to tear themselves away.

The faint smile on her face was like the warm spring sun, gentle and kind, as if she held a lot of goodwill and tolerance for all things in the world.

Looking into her eyes again, they were clear as water, pure and flawless, revealing a detached and indifferent air about her.

She is tall and slender, with a slim yet powerful waist; her movements are light and graceful, and every step she takes seems to be walking on clouds, making her exceptionally agile.

Especially the pure white feather she held in her hand; with a gentle wave, countless dazzling rays of light flashed out, so bright that they inspired awe.

After hearing what the fairy in feathered robes said, everyone nodded in agreement.

They knew all too well the terrifying battle of ancient times. If it weren't for the Queen of the Gods using her last divine power to seal the exit of the Demon Realm, the world would probably be plunged into endless war by now, and there would be no such peaceful and tranquil days.

Thinking of this, everyone felt a deep respect for the Queen of the Gods' bravery and fearlessness.

They knew that although the ancient gods had disappeared for hundreds of thousands of years, the legends they left behind had been passed down to this day.

Now that the Demon Realm has reopened, it may signify the arrival of a new era.

Just then, everyone's attention was drawn to a figure.

A man dressed in a blue Taoist robe stood quietly there, holding a snow-white whisk in his hand.

The man was tall and upright, standing proudly between heaven and earth like an ancient pine tree; his temperament was even more extraordinary, as if he were untouched by worldly affairs, giving people a sense of otherworldly elegance, as if he might ride the wind away at any moment.

However, just as people were captivated by his outstanding appearance and unique temperament, he suddenly spoke, and his words completely overturned the aloof image he had previously cultivated.

He shouted loudly, "What are you afraid of? Just do it!" His voice was as loud as a bell, deafening and resounding.

This person is named Daoist Qin Feng, a renowned figure in the immortal realm.

He not only possesses supreme Taoist cultivation, but also has a strong sense of justice, often helping those in need, which makes the people of the immortal realm very troublesome.

Those with ulterior motives could neither afford to offend him nor avoid him; they could only secretly pray that they would not run into him.

At this moment, after shouting his words, Daoist Qin Feng sat down casually and quietly waited for Elder Jiang's instructions.

At the same time, everyone's attention was drawn to another little guy.

It turned out that there was a little boy with delicate features not far away.

He stood on a colorful auspicious cloud, his clothes fluttering, as light and graceful as an immortal descending to earth.

The little boy blinked his big, watery eyes, his face full of innocent expression, curiously observing everything that was happening in front of him. He looked absolutely adorable.

Suddenly, the little boy blinked his bright, star-like eyes and looked at Grandpa Jiang. Then, in his soft, sweet voice, he said in a childish tone, "Grandpa Jiang, I'm not afraid at all. I want to stay with you forever."

This little boy is named He Fei, and he has quite a background.

He is the only son left behind by the previous generation of Immortal King. Although he looks like a child, he is actually 120,000 years old and will come of age next year.

With a smile, Old Jiang gently patted He Fei's broad shoulder, his eyes revealing tenderness and encouragement, gesturing for him to take a seat first.

After He Fei sat down, Old Jiang cleared his throat and explained the specific situation they were facing in detail to everyone present.

Everyone listened intently, their expressions solemn. The room was so quiet that only Old Jiang's steady voice could be heard.

After listening to Elder Jiang's account, Bai Zixuan frowned slightly and fell into deep thought once again.

His deep, wise eyes gleamed, as if he were rapidly analyzing various possibilities and coping strategies in his mind.

At the same time, Qin Feng calmly took out a yellowed ancient book from the brocade pouch at his waist, gently turned the pages, and began to carefully search for any potentially useful information.

His fingers moved quickly between the pages, his gaze focused and eager.

When the fairy in feathered robes sitting to the side saw He Fei arrive, her beautiful eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly as she greeted him in a friendly manner.

He then turned to the others and began a lively discussion about key issues such as how to get to the Demon Realm, and whether the seal on the Demon Realm had loosened or had completely failed.

"The opening of the seal on this Demon Realm is of paramount importance. If it is only slightly loosened, we may still be able to resolve it ourselves, but if it completely fails..." The Fairy in Feathered Robe parted her lips slightly, her tone tinged with worry.

He Fei nodded in agreement: "That's right. Moreover, whether or not we should report this matter to the God Realm and request them to send someone to assist us is also a thorny issue. After all, the relationship between the God Realm and us has always been quite delicate."

Everyone expressed their opinions, and the debate raged on for a time.

The room was filled with a tense and serious atmosphere.

Just then, Old Jiang's figure swayed, and like a ghost, he lightly waved his sleeve in the air. Then, he reached out and grabbed, and a bottle of pills appeared in his palm.

"Gentlemen, please take a look at this bottle of pills first, and then make a decision," Elder Jiang said solemnly.

Everyone turned their attention to the bottle of pills, their eyes filled with curiosity.

The origin of this bottle of pills is quite remarkable.

It turns out that it was something Elder Jiang had obtained by forcibly entering the human world from outside the illusory dream realm when he gave me something before, at great risk.

I know nothing about this matter either.

The reason why this bottle of elixir could attract such attention from Elder Jiang was entirely due to a mysterious omen given by the Heavenly Dao at that time.

That's why Old Jiang was convinced he had to take it down.

However, after obtaining the pill, he discovered that he had no idea what it was used for.

He tried taking this pill, but it did not have any significant effect.

Although he had a vague feeling that this bottle of pills might come in very handy in the future, Old Jiang was still completely clueless about its unique properties.

Left with no other choice, he could only place his hopes on his exceptionally intelligent companions, hoping they could help him examine the area and find some useful clues.

After all, it was a prophecy given by Heaven, and Elder Jiang firmly believed in it, so it couldn't be wrong.

Just as the bottle of pills was handed to He Fei, a sudden change occurred!

Everyone present instantly felt an overwhelming, suffocating pressure wash over them.

That intense pressure was like a ferocious beast, baring its fangs and claws, trying to devour everything.

However, as if worried that the precious pills would dissipate due to its own intense pressure, the pressure only lasted for a moment before receding rapidly like a tide.

Behind He Fei, a mysterious and dignified man quietly emerged.

This person was tall and upright, his black robe fluttering in the wind, as if he had blended into the surrounding environment.

His face was resolute, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding a chilling aura.

Without a doubt, this man who suddenly appeared was the God-King who was renowned throughout the world!

Not long ago, the God-King had just finished a long and arduous journey—he traveled through different worlds, desperately searching for his long-lost beloved daughter, but ultimately found nothing.

Weary and disheartened, the God-King stepped into the magical land of the Immortal Realm, hoping to find some solace there.

Strolling through the bustling and vibrant celestial market, the God King was drawn in by an alluring fragrance.

Following the aroma, one can see a small stall not far away selling strings of crystal-clear, brightly colored candied hawthorns.

The God King couldn't help but think of the "little one" at home who always longed to travel to the Celestial Realm. Every time the Rain God returned, he would bring her some strange and wonderful things from the Celestial Realm, and this candied hawthorn was one of them.

These candied hawthorns are no ordinary items; they are all carefully made from precious spiritual fruits.

Each spiritual fruit is round and plump, brimming with rich spiritual energy. After being skillfully processed, it is then drizzled with a layer of sweet and mellow spiritual honey, making its taste even more exquisite.

Finally, the maker used a unique ice magic spell to quickly freeze the candied hawthorns, preserving their best flavor and texture.

That's why the little guy always shows a satisfied and happy smile whenever he tastes this incredibly delicious candied hawthorn.

At this very moment, the God-King, standing before the stall, was also filled with longing for his family…

Having just paid and happily placed the tempting candied hawthorn into his own unique and mysterious space, just as he turned to leave gracefully and return directly to the enchanting realm of gods, a subtle yet undeniably familiar feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.

With his keen perception, he instantly sensed that the immortal realm contained a faint aura belonging to him.

Although the aura was faint, he knew that any clue could be the key to solving the mystery, so he was unwilling to let go of even the slightest clue.

Without the slightest hesitation, he flashed away like a ghost, heading straight towards the direction from which the aura was coming from.

Before long, he quietly arrived at Old Jiang's house, where He Fei happened to be standing.

The God-King stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on a seemingly ordinary bottle.

From this bottle, a unique aura that belongs to me is continuously emanating outwards.

The God-King slightly raised his hand and gently beckoned to the bottle of pills. An invisible force surged forth and steadily drew the bottle of pills into his hand.

He then eagerly opened the bottle cap, and instantly, a rich medicinal aroma wafted out.

Upon closer inspection, he noticed that each pill in the bottle was imbued with a familiar aura, which filled the God King with joy.

With a smile on his face, the God-King turned to look at He Fei, who was holding the bottle, and asked in a majestic tone, "I ask you, where did you get this bottle of pills from?"

He Fei had obviously met the God King before. Facing this supreme being, he dared not be negligent in the slightest and quickly bowed and said, "Your Highness, please calm down. This is the possession of a close friend of mine. I hope Your Highness will be lenient and not take it away at will."

After saying that, he carefully reached out his hands, trying to take the bottle back.

The God-King was lost in his own thoughts when he heard that familiar voice, and he was suddenly startled to realize that there were other people around him. His gaze was fixed on the bottle, his heart filled with reluctance, but as the God-King, he knew that he could not lose his dignity because of his own selfish desires, so he slowly and gently placed the bottle back on the table.

Old Jiang, who had been observing the God King's every move without making a sound, noticed the subtle changes in the God King's actions and expressions as he handled the bottle. He seemed to have figured out why the God King cared so much about the bottle. Old Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a moment's thought, decided to speak with the God King alone.

"God King, may I speak with you in private? This bottle belongs to me." With that, Elder Jiang first made reassuring gestures to He Fei, Qin Feng, Fairy Yu Yi, and Bai Zixuan, then slowly turned and walked towards the door. The God King watched as Elder Jiang picked up the bottle again, yet none of the others objected or refused, demonstrating that the bottle truly belonged to Elder Jiang.

The God-King, unwilling to let go of any clues that might be related to the truth, followed Elder Jiang without hesitation despite some lingering doubts. The two arrived at a secluded spot outside. Without a word, Elder Jiang immediately cast a magical barrier to prevent sound from escaping. Not to be outdone, the God-King quickly set up another magical barrier as well.

Protected by these two magical spells, no one outside could see their conversation. At this moment, Elder Jiang finally slowly opened his mouth…

"My Lord God-King, you may simply call me Old Man Jiang! May I ask what brings you here today? Are you searching for the little girl in this bottle used to refine elixirs?"