Reading Settings
Font Size
16px
Line Spacing
1.6
Reading Width
900px
Font Share
Theme
Text To Speech

241: Chapter 241 Settling Down

"First Ancestor, Second Ancestor, Third Ancestor, and Aunt, it's me, Xiaoke! I'm back!" Wen Xiaoke flashed a sweet smile upon seeing those familiar Faces in the distance.

"Xiaoke, didn't you go to help Jinnan investigate the matter of her grand-disciple's fall? What happened?" An Ne asked first.

"That's right, Xiaoke, tell us, what's going on with you, this Fellow Daoist beside you, and the flying ship behind you?" the First Ancestor also asked.

The First Ancestor of the Seven-Colored Holy Land narrowed his eyes when he saw Long Xiaoxiao beside Wen Xiaoke; he actually couldn't see through the cultivation base of this Dragon Clan maiden before him.

Furthermore, with his experience from having lived through countless Universe kalpas and his inherent perception, he actually smelled traces of an Extreme Dao Saint on the young Dragon Clan maiden.

"Aunt, First Ancestor, don't be anxious. Listen to me slowly. This beside me is my sister, Long Xiaoxiao. In the flying ship behind are my recently wedded Dao Companion, my husband Cao Yang, and my other sisters." Wen Xiaoke said slowly and unhurriedly.

"What? You've formed a Dao Companion bond? When did this happen? Why didn't you notify us?" Aunt An Ne asked in surprise.

"That's right, Xiaoke, such a big matter, you should have told us." The First Ancestor also said with some dissatisfaction.

"Oh my, Aunt, First Ancestor, this is a long story. I'll explain it to you later." Wen Xiaoke said with a smile.

"Alright then, tell us about your experiences on this trip first." The First Ancestor said.

"Okay, Aunt, First Ancestor. I encountered many dangers on this trip, but I also gained a lot." Wen Xiaoke began to recount her experiences.

It turned out that not long after Wen Xiaoke left, she encountered some trouble, but with Long Xiaoxiao's help, they successfully resolved these issues. Later, they met some like-minded people and formed a team together to explore the Universe.

During this process, Wen Xiaoke made many new friends, including her current husband, Cao Yang. They experienced many adventures and challenges together, eventually forming a deep bond.

Long Xiaoxiao held back a laugh on the side; Sister Xiaoke really knew how to make things up.

"So that's how it is. It seems you've gained quite a lot on this trip." The First Ancestor nodded with satisfaction.

"That's right, Aunt, First Ancestor. Not only did I make many friends, but I also learned a lot." Wen Xiaoke said excitedly.

"Alright, since you're back, take a good rest. By the way, you just said that the people in the flying ship behind are your sisters?" Aunt An Ne asked with some confusion.

"Yes, Aunt, First Ancestor. They are all my good sisters and are also my husband's Dao Companions. We've come to visit together this time." Wen Xiaoke said.

"Oh? Then let them come out quickly so we can meet them." An Ne smiled.

"Girl Xiaoke, it's not that I want to criticize you, but even if it is your husband, you cannot bring them to barge into the Holy Land. Look, you've smashed who knows how many of the Holy Land's grand formations; repairing them will take who knows how many resources and how much time!" A middle-aged man with stubble and a rough voice said with some displeasure.

Wen Xiaoke looked at this middle-aged man and couldn't help but groan inwardly. She knew her actions this time were indeed excessive, but facing the majesty of an Extreme Dao Saint, she really couldn't refuse.

So, she put on an innocent expression and whispered an explanation: "Eighteenth Ancestor, my husband is an Extreme Dao Saint. This is already the result of me pleading nicely in front of my husband. You know, Extreme Dao Saints are all high and mighty; things they take a fancy to, they just snatch directly."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes widened, his Face full of surprise. His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he remained silent.

After a moment, he slowly spoke: "This, this… what? Extreme Dao Saint… How could an Extreme Dao Saint come to our small place?"

When the middle-aged man with stubble first heard "Extreme Dao Saint," his heart jolted, and a layer of fine sweat even appeared on his forehead.

However, he quickly realized his loss of composure and quickly adjusted his emotions. After all, he was also a person of status; if he lost his composure over such a small matter, wouldn't he be laughed at? Thinking of this, he forced a smile on his Face, trying to ease the atmosphere.

But soon, he felt, how could an Extreme Dao Saint come to their small Holy Land? After all, Extreme Dao Saints were legendary existences, possessing endless power and wisdom.

Their status was supreme, and they almost never appeared in person, let alone come to such a small place. Usually, Holy War orders were delivered by their special envoys.

These envoys also possessed great strength and status, and their arrival often meant a major event was about to happen. So, when he heard that an Extreme Dao Saint was coming, the middle-aged man naturally felt doubt and confusion.

Seeing the stubbled man looking skeptical, Long Xiaoxiao immediately revealed her Extreme Dao Saint aura.

As Long Xiaoxiao's Extreme Dao Saint aura pressed down on the crowd, many high-level officials of the Seven-Colored Holy Land knelt in mid-air. Even the hundred or so Old Ancestors at the Peak of the Nine-Tribulation Saint Realm were half-bent, with large beads of sweat falling from their foreheads.

The only ones standing at the scene were Long Xiaoxiao, Wen Xiaoke, and Wen Xiaoke's aunt, An Ne—Long Xiaoxiao had specifically not targeted An Ne.

"Senior Long, please calm your anger! It is just that my Eighteenth Brother is rough and unrestrained by nature and offended you. Please, Senior Long, calm your anger!" The First Ancestor begged with a trembling voice; after all, facing the pressure of an Extreme Dao Saint, he had already exhausted all his strength to resist.

At this moment, the First Ancestor of the Seven-Colored Holy Land no longer had the calmness and immortal air he had when he first appeared; he had completely turned into a pitiful, white-haired old man.

"Xiaoke, please plead for your Eighteenth Brother. You know he has a brash personality but a good heart." The white-haired elder continued to implore.

Wen Xiaoke's aunt also looked at Wen Xiaoke, showing an expression asking for help.

Wen Xiaoke nodded and looked at Long Xiaoxiao beside her.

"Hmph!" Long Xiaoxiao let out a cold snort, carrying a hint of displeasure and majesty: "I will spare you this time for the sake of Sister Xiaoke. But remember, Master has said beforehand: whoever dares to offend will be killed without mercy!" After speaking, she slowly withdrew her aura and pressure.

The many High-order Saints of the Seven-Colored Holy Land felt relieved and gasped for air. They looked at the young Dragon Clan maiden in shock, never expecting that this seemingly young Dragon Clan maiden was actually at the Extreme Dao Saint Realm.

Then, just what kind of terrifying strength did the "Master" they spoke of possess?

At this moment, the stubbled Saint felt deep regret. He was always brash, straightforward, and had a fiery temper, and today he had almost caused a great disaster. He secretly resolved that he must be cautious and careful in his future actions.

Long Xiaoxiao scanned the crowd and asked loudly: "Master intends to stay in your Seven-Colored Holy Land for a period of time. Do you have any objections?"

The First Ancestor hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands, answering respectfully: "Dare not, dare not. It is our honor to have Senior Long and other experts visit our Seven-Colored Holy Land. We wish for nothing more; how could we have any objections?" His tone was full of fawning, and his Face was beaming with a warm smile.

"None at all, it is our Seven-Colored Holy Land's honor to welcome you lords!" Other Saints also chimed in.

"That's good. Clean up the best place here for Master to live. Rest assured, we will not stay for free. As long as we are here, no one will dare to come to the Seven-Colored Holy Land to run wild." Long Xiaoxiao continued.

"Yes, yes, yes. Thank you, Senior Long and the other experts, for your protection. We will immediately clear out the Red Fire Peak, the highest Peak of the Holy Land, for Senior Long and the other distinguished guests to reside in." The First Ancestor replied hurriedly, though his heart was both happy and worried.

He was happy that these powerful existences were willing to protect them, but worried about how long they would stay and whether it would have any impact on the Holy Land. But regardless, he had no choice but to agree; after all, facing such experts, they had no room for refusal.

Cao Yang and the women were quickly arranged to stay on the highest Peak of the Seven-Colored Holy Land—Red Fire Peak.

Continue Reading

Create a free account to unlock this chapter and continue reading.

Register
Prev Next

🔊 Text To Speech

Listen while reading

Ready