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426: Chapter 426 Resurrection (44)

The shattered starry sky gradually recovered amidst the aftermath of the emperor-level battle, eventually settling into a dead silence.

Time seemed to stand still.

Amidst this dead silence, at the very spot where Wang Yun had 'fallen', within the billions of scattered points of light...

A wisp of indestructible Origin, smaller than stardust and undetectable even by the Divine Thought of an emperor, lay silently dormant.

Wang Yun's consciousness slumbered within this wisp of Origin. He could have revived instantly.

But he did not dare.

This unfamiliar world, named the Three Thousand Dao Provinces, was filled with far too many unknowns.

Emperors were not the ultimate; above them, there seemed to be even more terrifying 'Celestial Emperors'.

What kind of existence a so-called 'Celestial Emperor' was, Wang Yun had no way of knowing for now.

Most crucially, he could sense that the Laws of this world were filled with rejection towards him, an 'outsider'.

Once he revived, that aura incompatible with this world would, with the slightest carelessness, inevitably draw the pursuit of those terrifying existences once more.

He decided to drift along with the flow in this most primitive form of Origin, quietly observing and biding his time.

This wisp of indestructible Origin drifted aimlessly through the dead silent starry void.

Hundreds of years passed in the blink of an eye.

The power within the indestructible Origin, without any replenishment, continuously dissipated, becoming extremely faint, almost non-existent.

It drifted into a region named 'Qingzhou'.

At that very moment, in a mountain forest, a pure white Spirit Fox with three tails lay dying in a pool of blood.

A bone-deep wound marred its abdomen, its life force rapidly fading.

Just as its consciousness teetered on the brink of dissipation, it suddenly caught a scent—an incredibly faint yet exquisitely pure breath of life.

It was the wisp of Wang Yun's indestructible Origin, on the verge of complete dissipation.

Relying on its final instinct, the Spirit Fox opened its mouth and swallowed that wisp of Origin, as fine as dust.

It merely thought it had encountered some once-in-an-era Heaven And Earth Treasure.

With the indestructible Origin entering its body, the Spirit Fox's fatal injuries began to heal rapidly.

Not only that, its ordinary Spirit Fox Bloodline, nourished by this wisp of Origin, underwent a faint purification, becoming slightly more noble.

And Wang Yun's consciousness, stimulated by this influx of external vitality, was passively roused from its slumber.

He found himself within a warm, confined space, surrounded by surging blood and Qi and Meridians.

He was actually hiding within the body of a Spirit Beast.

Wang Yun prepared to leave this Spirit Beast and continue searching for a hiding place.

At that moment, an aura belonging to a Cultivator emanated from not far away.

Wang Yun immediately retracted all his aura, choosing to continue lying dormant.

A young girl in a pale green dress hurriedly ran out from the forest.

Seeing the Spirit Fox, its severe injuries just healed, struggling to stand, her face was filled with heartache and self-reproach.

"Xiao Yun! I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have brought you to such a dangerous place."

The girl quickly ran to the Spirit Fox's side, carefully cradling it in her arms, her eyes reddening.

"You scared me to death. I thought I'd never see you again."

Just then, a gentle, aged voice sounded.

"Xin Qiao, did you find it?"

An old man with white hair and a youthful face, dressed in a gray robe, emerged from the forest.

"Grandfather!"

Seeing the old man, the girl seemed to have found her anchor.

"I found it. Xiao Yun... it was badly injured."

The old man walked over, glanced at the Spirit Fox's wounds, frowned slightly, then relaxed.

"Hmm? Strange. Judging by the wound, it should have been fatal, yet this little fellow's aura is steadily recovering. How peculiar."

He didn't dwell on it, simply attributing it to the Spirit Beast's exceptional talent.

"Well, since you found it, let's go back. For sneaking it into the Tianyun Mountains this time, you'll have to face your father's punishment when we return."

"I know, Grandfather."

The girl smiled impishly, holding the Spirit Fox tightly as she followed closely behind the old man.

Every word of the grandfather and granddaughter's conversation fell clearly upon Wang Yun's ears.

Qingzhou.

Qingmu Sect.

The Sect Master, the girl's grandfather, possessed the highest cultivation here, but it was merely at the Venerable Realm.

Wang Yun gained a preliminary understanding of this world's power hierarchy and his own current situation.

After returning to the Qingmu Sect, Wang Yun thoroughly assessed the current situation.

This Sect was weak in strength and its Spiritual Qi was thin.

But precisely because of this, it became the safest hiding place.

No one could detect his presence.

He decided not to leave for the time being and formulated a brand new plan.

To transform his own power system, completely integrate into this world, and wait for the opportunity to rise again.

Wang Yun quietly activated his Heart Heavy Pupils.

The entire Qingmu Sect's Scripture Pavilion held no secrets before his eyes.

The 'Qingmu Art', the Sect's core Cultivation Technique, was extracted in its entirety by him, unnoticed and unknown.

Wang Yun began, using his 'Supreme Scripture' as the Foundation, combined with the methods of the 'Qingmu Art', to cautiously attempt transforming the essence of the spiritual power within him—incompatible with this world—into the system of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces.

This process was exceptionally difficult and long.

It was like trying to pour a vast ocean through a slender tube into a tiny trickling stream.

Not the slightest mistake could be made; otherwise, if his aura leaked, all previous efforts would be wasted.

Just as Wang Yun had begun this arduous transformation, his mind completely immersed in it...

The door to the Immortal Cave was pushed open.

The girl, Su Xin Qiao, walked in, holding the Spirit Fox which had fully recovered and become lively again.

"Wonderful! Xiao Yun, you're really completely better!"

The girl was overjoyed. She placed the Spirit Fox on the floor, watching it run around the room happily, a brilliant smile on her face.

"Since you're better, let's sign the contract today! From now on, you won't be able to run off recklessly anymore."

The girl made up her mind.

She sat down cross-legged, extended her fair finger, and gave it a light bite.

A drop of crimson essence blood emerged from her fingertip.

Using the blood as ink, she swiftly traced a series of profound contract runes in the air.

Wang Yun's consciousness was instantly jolted from the difficult technique conversion.

He was alarmed inwardly.

A Spirit Beast contract?

Once the contract succeeded, his wisp of indestructible Origin would be completely bound by the contract's power, forming an inseparable connection with this girl.

More importantly, he knew full well that for a girl with Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivation to forcibly contract with his emperor-level Divine Soul would be no different from a Mortal trying to swallow the sun.

The moment the contract formed, the girl's Divine Soul would be instantly obliterated, bursting apart under the terrifying power contained within his Origin.

This was a contract doomed to fail, one that would lead the girl to her own destruction.

Wang Yun absolutely could not let her succeed, to avoid unnecessary trouble.

However, at this moment, he was at the most critical juncture of his technique conversion and could not spare the focus to stop her.

He could only watch helplessly as the runes, glowing with contract light, under the girl's control, slowly pressed towards the Spirit Fox's brow.

The girl's fingertip drew closer and closer to the Spirit Fox's forehead.

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