"Four guards followed Qixinyue, stationed on either side to protect her."
If Ding Huan hadn't seen a clear pool in her eyes, he would have doubted if the person in front of him was Qixinyue.
At the time of their separation, the two had agreed that she would wait for Ding Huan to come.
Now, there is no surprise, no unexpected, and no other emotions in her eyes.
"Ding Huan。……" After a long while, Qixinyue called out his name.
No longer a husband, nor a little soil, but Ding Huan.
Ding Huan stared coldly at Qixinyue:
"You are not Qixinyue, speak! How is Qixinyue? If you don't tell the truth, I will crush all the ants of the Immortal Clan today." Qixinyue remained as calm as ever:
"I'm just not the Qixinyue I was before. My teacher and my mother are waiting for me here, and I am not only Qixinyue, but also an Immortal Clan member."
"Have you modified your cultivation technique?" Ding Huan saw clearly that Qixinyue no longer cultivated the Luozhijing he taught.
"I am a member of the Immortal Clan, of course I must practice Immortal Clan techniques." Qixinyue replied as calmly as ever.
Don't say the joy of a long-lost reunion, even for a stranger speaking, would not be so cold.
Ding Huan looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar woman in front of him. He and Qixinyue were not lovers, nor did they fall in love with each other slowly over time.
Instead, it was a spiritual resonance in the face of an impassable road, the only companion on a solitary journey.
In the vast and boundless universe, there is a cold atmosphere everywhere. Only they two survive together. When cultivation has no way to continue, the loneliness and solitude that lies in their bones make them unable to dispel it. Therefore, they choose to be partners, not knowing where tomorrow is or whether the next moment will be their home. If they didn't find the Four Directions Star Field any later, they would have been married in the vast and boundless universe. Ding Huan took a deep breath and slowly asked, "Can you remember what you said earlier?"
Qixinyue said in a faint voice: "What did you say before? That was just the childish talk of an immature child. How can it be taken seriously?" Ding Huan spread his hand, and the Gun of Parting appeared in his palm:
Today, if Qixinyue is not handed over or the truth of the matter is revealed, the matter with the Immortal Clan will end here.
The killing intent followed Ding Huan's pointing of the Parting Gun, sweeping through this space instantaneously.
Ding Huan was certain that the Qixinyue before him was not the one who called him husband.
Even if they had become partners on a solitary journey, Qixinyue would not have been so cold.
He had been with Qixinyue for a long time, and he knew that Qixinyue was a woman who appeared calm on the outside, but once she made up her mind, her heart was extremely determined.
But he had a very strange feeling, that the body of this Qixinyue before him was still the one he knew.
As he calculated, Qixinyue had not been possessed, and it was precisely because of this that he felt the strangeness.
"Ding Huan, Xinyue is my daughter. How could I not know that she is standing in front of you?" The beautiful woman who had come with Qixinyue couldn't help but approach.
Ding Huan ignored her and addressed the people behind him: "Leave none of the Immortal Clan, kill them all."
After saying that, Ding Huan's Parting Gun had already swept out first.
"Puff! Puff!" Four blood clouds exploded, and the four women surrounding Qixinyue were all killed.
Even Qixinyue was blown away by Ding Huan's Parting Gun, which was not part of his plan to kill her. Otherwise, she would have been killed by Ding Huan just like the other four guardswomen.
Fu Qijian and others simultaneously activated their treasures.
"Master Ding, wait a moment. I'll tell you." The middle-aged beautiful woman hurriedly called out.
Ding Huan stopped, staring coldly at the middle-aged woman: "You have one more chance."
"Ding Huan, have you no kindness left for me at all?" Qixinyue finally showed a trace of desolation.
"Ding Huan, you are looking down upon me. Can you not even act well? I spit at you, garbage." When Ding Huan called himself garbage, the anger in Qixinyue's eyes flashed for a moment, but it was quickly suppressed. Qixinyue's mother quickly stopped her and sincerely spoke to Ding Huan:
"Qixinyue's person has not changed, she is right in front of you. Only Qixinyue has always been the holy maiden of my clan. The year we were pursued by people from Blossomland, we had to seal off Qixinyue's soul essence and take her away…" Ding Huan's eyes turned cold and his killing intent surged.
The beautiful woman hurriedly said:
"Ding Huan, don't misunderstand, Qixinyue has always been the holy maiden of my clan. The holy maiden of the clan must undergo seven reincarnations before she can cultivate the first Immortal Clan treasure of seven transformations - Shen Daojing. However, when Qixinyue was in her sixth reincarnation, my clan faced great difficulties, and I fled with Qixinyue. We finally ended up on Zhan Shen Star after escaping from Blossomland. Because Qixinyue left the Yin Pond of our clan's immortals, there was some pollution in her divine fetus. When Qixinyue was born, she had an extra divine soul… When we couldn't stay on Zhan Shen Star anymore, my husband and I could not take Qixinyue away with us either because her master had no power to do so. We could only use a forbidden art of our clan to take away the true sixth-life reincarnation soul of Qixinyue…"
Ding Huan already understood what was going on without the beautiful woman needing to continue.
That's why Qixinyue said that when she left the mountain to practice, her master and mother did not come looking for her.
That holy maiden, Qixinyue, was dedicated to her cultivation and would not have left her master and mother's side.
When Qixinyue's master and mother fled, they couldn't bring Qixinyue with them, so they had to take her sixth-life reincarnation soul away.
The remaining Qixinyue is another divine soul.
Originally, Qixinyue's master and mother intended for Qixinyue to fend for herself, but they hadn't expected Ding Huan to bring Qixinyue to the Triple Starland, bringing her back to their side.
Therefore, they merged Qixinyue's sixth-life reincarnation soul back into her.
Evidently, it is now Qixinyue's sixth-life reincarnation soul that dominates her, which is why she is very hostile to him.
Ding Huan's gaze fell on Qixinyue's mother, laced with disdain.
This woman truly embodies the concept of shamelessness to the fullest.
If he hadn't mastered advanced divination techniques, he might have genuinely believed that the woman had become a double-soul after leaving the clan's immortals pool.
It's actually because this woman was carrying the Immortal Clan's holy maiden, but she couldn't stand loneliness and got involved with another man.
This is the root cause of Qixinyue's double soul.
"Split the sixth-life reincarnation soul that was merged into you and take it back, I will spare your clan this time." Ding Huan said to the beautiful woman.
The beautiful woman's face turned pale as she shook her head, "If I could, I would do it immediately. But this forbidden technique of separating and merging souls can only be done once. If we do it again, Qixinyue's soul and life will both be destroyed, leaving no chance for survival." Ding Huan clenched his fists; he knew the woman was telling the truth.
If he could, he would kill the sixth-life holy maiden Qixinyue a million times, but he can't.
Killing her is equivalent to killing the real Qixinyue.
Ding Huan looked at the Saint Qixinyue who had been pushed aside by him, and then walked over slowly.
The eyes of the Saint Qixinyue revealed fear, as she worried that Ding Huan would kill her.
The cultivation of the Seven Transformations God Dao Decree is not something that can be achieved through death and rebirth, but rather through cycling in the process of cultivation.
She has one more cycle to go before she can truly step into the seventh transformation of the Seven Transformations God Dao Decree.
As long as she reaches the seventh level, her future will be as vast as the sea in the sky, with no obstacles in sight.
Ding Huan walked up to Qixinyue and suddenly slapped her on the chest.
A drop of pure essence of heart blood was drawn out by Ding Huan and then sealed and sent to his own starhouse.
This starhouse's spatial artifact was made by Qixinyue using a protective talisman to help him weave. Today, he collected a drop of Qixinyue's heart blood, perhaps one day he could use it.
Seeing that Ding Huan did not kill their saint, both the three-eyed tree and the beautiful woman were relieved.
After taking Qixinyue's heart blood, Ding Huan stared at Qixinyue for several minutes before turning to the three-eyed withering tree and saying coldly, "Provide adequate compensation, otherwise not a single person from your clan will be allowed to leave. Remember, the opportunity I am giving you is only once. If the compensation doesn't satisfy me, I won't let you pay twice. Because I will take it myself." The three-eyed withering tree could feel Ding Huan's intense killing intent from the bottom of his heart; it seemed that unless he killed all his clan members, Ding Huan would not feel comfortable. He suspected that what Ding Huan wanted was just an excuse.
As long as his demands are less, Ding Huan will be more ruthless.
Killing almost all of the jingren and renxian in his clan without hesitation was a case in point.
Taking a deep breath, the three-eyed withering tree handed over a small piece of wood about the length of a finger that he wore around his neck to Ding Huan:
"Master Ding, this is all our clan's savings. If you're not satisfied, we can only let you kill us."
Ding Huan grabbed the piece of wood and quickly broke the seal with his divine mind.
Feeling the seal he had laid down, it didn't even last for a few moments in Ding Huan's hands. The three-eyed withering tree's heart skipped a beat again. When Ding Huan's divine mind saw the space inside the piece of wood and its contents, he also drew in a cold breath. At that moment, he could only lament that poor people would never imagine what true wealth is. Grade A and Grade B Spirit veins, as well as Starfield Spirit veins, were piled up into mountains. He could see two of the Grade C Fire Veins and one of the Grade A Fire Veins. Ding Huan did not show any expression but merely put away the piece of wood and looked at the anxious three-eyed withering deep: "Now take everyone from your clan and leave Triple Starland. The time is an hour." How can two or three tens of thousands of people from my clan leave in just an hour…
The three-eyed withering tree realized that his words were cut off before he finished, and Ding Huan had already turned and walked away.
He knew that Ding Huan genuinely wanted to kill all of his clan, otherwise, he wouldn't have asked for such an excuse.
Ding Huan really wasn't looking for an excuse. In his calculations, the clan seemed to have a way to leave Triple Starland in the shortest possible time.
Indeed, after seeing Ding Huan turn and leave, the three-eyed withering tree rushed back first to use a formation flag to open a sealed space.
Even Ding Huan was shocked when he saw what was inside the space.
Even the people around Ding Huan were shocked by the scene.
What appeared before them was a massive warship.
