58: Chapter 58 Reforging the Flying Sword, Array Diagram

After Ye Qingxuan left, Bai Yuekui stared blankly at the horizon, seemingly lost in thought, while Bai Yuetian led Xiaodou, Suixing, and a few little brats as they secretly sized her up from a corner.

Xiaodou: "What is wrong with the boss?"

Suixing: "She looks like she is spacing out!"

Bai Yuetian curved the corners of his lips slightly and said with an ambiguous smile: "In my opinion, my little sister must be missing that Daoist."

Hearing this, the eyes of Xutong widened completely, and he asked with an incredulous look: "Could the boss have fallen for that Daoist Ye?"

Qiushi at the side nodded repeatedly, expressing agreement: "It is close enough!"

Bai Yuetian stood to the side, a knowing smile lingering on the corners of his mouth as he teased in a low voice: "Do you believe what I said now? It is rare for this younger sister of mine to care this much about someone in her entire life."

Xiaodou stuck out her tongue, and Suixing also chuckled. The few of them tacitly lowered their voices, not daring to disturb the deep-in-thought Bai Yuekui.

Hearing these words, the other few children were instantly stunned, blank and confused expressions appearing on their faces. They looked at each other in dismay, muttering inwardly: "What on earth are these adults talking about? Why does it feel so complicated..."

Not long after, Bai Yuekui finally snapped out of her reverie. She gently stroked the Storage Pouch on her hand, a trace of gentleness and fondness flashing through her eyes.

In fact, Bai Yuekui had long been fully aware of the few people hiding in the corner secretly observing her, but she did not mind. Now that all matters had settled, she felt it was time to properly plan for herself.

"Ye Qingxuan..." She softly uttered that name, her voice as light as the evening breeze, "May you be well."

Raising her hand, she tightly gripped the Storage Pouch filled with precious Cultivate resources. Pondering for a moment, Bai Yuekui made up her mind; only with sufficient personal strength would she have the confidence to cross the sea of stars and meet again in the future.

After a brief thought, Bai Yuekui resolved to find those Chosen Ones and inquire about the situation of Ye Qingxuan. After all, they might know more about him.

As for our Daoist Ye, he was completely unaware of the thoughts of Boss Bai. He was no peeping tom, nor did he keep Mind-Reading activated at all times to eavesdrop on other people's inner thoughts.

——Blue Star

A dazzling white light suddenly streaked across the back mountain of Maoshan.

Following closely, a figure appeared on the spot, undoubtedly Ye Qingxuan. Seeing the ring worn on his finger, with a thought in his mind, a cute Three-Flower Cat shot out from the ring.

"Meow meow, Daoist, are we back?" Xiaojiu raised its head excitedly, looking at the familiar and affectionate scenery around it, so happy that its tail wagged straight. It could not wait to go out and play.

"Go ahead, but you are not allowed to enter the kitchen and the alchemy room." Ye Qingxuan looked at the kitten and said in a serious tone.

"This meow knows, Daoist, you are so nagging!" Finished speaking, it turned into golden light and vanished.

Ye Qingxuan smiled and shook his head, truly a kitten that never grew up, and then extended his Divine Sense to observe the situation on Blue Star.

After breaking through to the Soul Transformation Stage, his Divine Sense range expanded several times over, enough to shroud the entire China.

At this time in China, more than a hundred Golden Core tribulations had descended. These were those Cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Perfection who broke through by taking advantage of this National Destiny reward, while many Old Ancestors of those School, beings at the Nascent Soul Stage Perfection, broke through to Soul Transformation using this reward.

The Cultivators of China, whether practicing magic, battle Qi, or immortal cultivation, none of them were lower than Qi Refining Level 3. As for those ordinary people without Aptitude, their physical fitness was no less than that of the previous elite soldiers.

"This is truly everyone being like a dragon. Now we just wait for Lin Lei to make up for his shortcomings, and the martial Dao can also be popularized. Future Martial Ancestor of Blue Star, you must work hard!"

After digesting the information transmitted by his Divine Sense, Ye Qingxuan looked at Qingling waiting for him in the small courtyard, and with a flash arrived in front of her. Before he could say anything, Sister Qingling lunged forward and hugged Ye Qingxuan.

Before Ye Qingxuan could say anything, her passionate red lips pressed against his.

Qingling had come to the small courtyard to wait for him right when he finished and concluded.

This passionate kiss swallowed all of the words of Ye Qingxuan back down. He wrapped his arms around her in return, his warm embrace carrying a familiar fragrance. After a long while, Qingling pressed her cheek tightly against his shoulder, and only after a long time did she murmur muffledly: "You are finally back."

Ye Qingxuan raised his hand and gently patted her back, his brows and eyes filled with gentleness: "The matters are settled, so naturally I have returned."

The two embraced for a moment before Qingling stepped back slightly.

The wind rustled gently through the back mountain forest. Xiaojiu, which had run off to frolic earlier, had returned at some unknown time and was squatting on a nearby stone pier, its round cat eyes staring at the two of them. Its tail swung slowly back and forth as it muttered softly under its breath: "Hmph, as soon as you come back you stick together, nobody is playing with this meow."

Hearing this, Ye Qingxuan glanced sideways and chuckled helplessly.

Following his gaze, Qingling saw Xiaojiu and immediately smiled and waved: "Xiaojiu is here. Good thing Qingxuan brought you along. Sister will make you some roasted meat."

Xiaojiu proudly flicked its tail, yet still trotted over with tiny steps, rubbing against Qingling's skirt while continuously chanting: "Roasted meat, roasted meat!"

After accompanying Qingling for a while, Ye Qingxuan looked into the distance and took out a Storage Ring. This ring was one of those reforged in that other Realm, the Suoluo Mainland, and inside it were scientific and technological data obtained from the Ling Cage World and a bunch of gravity bodies.

Locking his Divine Sense onto the location of Number One, he directly threw the ring over, and a stream of light streaked across the sky, flying toward Zijin Mountain.

——Zijin Mountain

Over the past few days, through the iron-fisted methods of Number One, all the unfavorable voices from foreign countries had finally been suppressed before the return of Ye Qingxuan. At this moment, Number One was resting his eyes in his office. These past few days had exhausted him greatly; if he were not already a Cultivator, he probably would have collapsed from exhaustion.

At this time, a stream of magical power wrapped around a ring, ignoring all barriers, and flew straight into the office, landing right in front of Number One.

Number One knew at a glance that it was thrown by Ye Qingxuan. Picking up the ring, a sentence left behind by Ye Qingxuan was transmitted: "This is the technological data of that world; handle it however you see fit."

Number One was now also a Cultivator at Qi Refining Level 2, which was enough to open the Storage Ring. Without thinking much, he directly took his secretary and guards straight to the Chinese Academy of Sciences; scientific and technological data were better left to professional researchers.

How Number One handled that scientific data was not something Ye Qingxuan cared about; it was not his concern. Right now, the entire Shangqing Sect was busy with matters concerning the Grand Ritual of Luotian, and he was the only one with nothing to do.

This National Destiny Game had not ended yet; he had returned by completing his mission early. Quite a few countries were still continuing their missions, and there was still a considerable amount of time before the next National Destiny Space opened.

Ye Qingxuan thought to himself that the Formation diagram of the Great Heavenly Cycle Flying Star Sword Array had been destroyed in the previous world, so he might as well refine a new one. With his current Soul Transformation cultivation, the power of the Formation diagram would be much higher than the previous one.

And as for those 40% of the world Origin, taking half to give to Master to handle would leave enough of the remainder to break through his cultivation, as well as reforge the Formation diagram and his natal Flying Sword.

Beside them, the mind of Xiaojiu had long been hooked away by the roasted meat, circling back and forth around Qingling's feet, occasionally emitting soft, tender meows, looking both foolishly charming and adorable.

Thinking this, Ye Qingxuan took out the gourd, extracted the world Origin, and used his fingers like a sword to split it in two. Casually taking a jade bottle to store it, he wrapped the jade bottle in magical power and threw it toward the location of Master Yuanxin.

Everyone up and down the Shangqing Sect was busy, leaving him alone at leisure. Ye Qingxuan was quite content and at ease with this; without thinking further, he stepped up and hugged Qingling.

Then he turned around and stepped into the quiet room in the back mountain.

The quiet room isolated external sounds, the Formation operated, and the Spiritual Qi formed a small world of its own. Ye Qingxuan raised his hand and waved, and the cyan jade gourd flew out from within his body, containing the world Origin of the Ling Cage World inside.

The misty Origin spiritual light hovered in mid-air, hazy and sacred, and merely the wisps of aura escaping from it caused the surrounding Spiritual Qi to boil.

Previously, while fiercely battling the world will in a foreign Realm, the grand Formation collapsed, and the Great Heavenly Cycle Flying Star Sword Array diagram he relied on to defend against enemies was completely destroyed by the Divine Ability he cast. Prior to that, the grade of his natal Flying Sword had dropped because it helped Qingling get through her Heart Demon tribulation.

Now that his cultivation had ascended to Soul Transformation, his Realm, magical power, and Divine Soul were already incomparable to the past, and he could just take this opportunity to reforge his Flying Sword and Formation diagram.

Ye Qingxuan sat cross-legged on the futon, his fingertips pinching incantation gestures. Pure spiritual power wrapped around the world Origin, slowly pouring into the Void Realm.

Using his Divine Thought as a brush and Spiritual Qi as ink, he outlined Formation patterns in mid-air. Layer upon layer of profound and complex star-track patterns stacked together; compared to the original sword Formation, the current Formation diagram was even more majestic and vast, pulling in a wider range of Star Power, and its slaughter power surged several times over.

As the star patterns flowed, faint phantoms of the heavens' stars drifted and sank within the Void Realm, and a cold, desolate Sword Intent permeated the entire quiet room.

Inside the quiet room of Maoshan on Blue Star, time slipped away quietly.

Several days flashed by in a blink, accompanied by a slight hum, and the brand new Great Heavenly Cycle Flying Star Sword Array diagram in mid-air completely took shape.

The Formation diagram was entirely crystalline white, with hundreds of millions of star points flashing incessantly, and an aura of slaughter that could awe the eight desolate Realms soared into the sky, yet it was steadily suppressed within the quiet room by Ye Qingxuan.

With a wave of his hand guiding it, his natal Flying Sword flew out vastly. The world Origin wrapped around the sword body like flowing water, quenching, casting, and polishing its sharpness.

The sword body vibrated constantly, spiritual light stacked layer upon layer, the Dao patterns engraved on the sword body became increasingly profound, the sword light was piercingly cold, and its sharpness stabbed straight into the clouds.

The Flying Sword trembled slightly, as if imbued with spirit, circling three times in mid-air before finally obediently landing back into Ye Qingxuan's palm.

Grasping the sword in hand, a sense of intimacy like milk and water blending surged into his heart.

Ye Qingxuan slowly opened his eyes, stars rotating within his pupils.

The Formation diagram and Flying Sword had been completely reforged, and half of the world Origin still remained; next was improving his cultivation.