Chapter 485: Returning to the East Victory Continent (1)

Translator: Atlas Studios    Editor: Atlas Studios

Before Han Zhao entered, he heard Zhou Sirongs bitter persuasion, as if she wanted Lu Yingxuan to go back with her.

He stopped and stayed at the entrance to the courtyard.

“Yingxuan, back then, you said that you would return to the grotto-heaven with me after staying here for a year or two. In the end, year after year, year after year, two years! It has already been five years!” Zhou Sirongs tone was filled with helplessness.

“Martial Aunt Zhou, the children are still young. I want to spend more time with them.” Lu Yingxuan was reluctant.

“You can bring the child back to the grotto-heaven. The spiritual qi of heaven and earth is abundant there. Even if you don’t cultivate, you can let Nianxuan and Little Yan build their foundation. You can also persuade Han Zhao to follow you…”

“Husband’s heart is like a rock and his ambition is like the sky. I can’t persuade him!” Lu Yingxuan’s answer was very firm.

“Doesn’t he care about you and the children? Besides, your master is about to reincarnate. Aren’t you going back to see her one last time?”

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“You accepted your master’s cultivation impartation for five years and are only at the Perfected Six Fiend Realm now. How much cultivation time have you wasted in the past five years!” Zhou Sirongs tone became heavier.

“That’s because my husband asked me to slow down my cultivation speed and stabilize my foundation so that I can be more confident when I transcend the tribulation in the future.’

“Nonsense! Your master is at the Nine Revolution Pseudo Divine Power Realm. She has the same Spirit Body as you and cultivates the same cultivation method. Your Astral Qi is of the same origin. Why do you need to stabilize your foundation?!” Zhou Sirong was furious.

“Martial Aunt Zhou, you misunderstood. Actually…”

“You have to know that love is the grave of heroes. We’re not ordinary people. Now is the golden period of cultivation. When you enter the Divine Power Realm in the future, you’ll have a lot of time to accompany your family. Without entering the Divine Power Realm, your life will only last a few hundred years. In the end, everything will be useless.”

“But… Nianxuan and Little Yan only have one childhood.” Lu Yingxuan’s tone became firm: “Furthermore, staying by my husband’s side might not be worse than returning to the grotto-heaven to cultivate.”

“What about your master?”

“Before I left the grotto-heaven, master reminded me that even if I returned, there was no need to see her again. She told me to live my own way! One day, I will definitely find master’s reincarnation and repay her for giving me a new life.” Lu Yingxuan felt a little sad.

“Finding the reincarnation is easier said than done. Even the Sect Master might not be able to do it! Even if you have the potential to become a Deva, you will definitely regret wasting your time like this in the future!” Zhou Sirong expected better from her.

“Even if I can’t do it, my husband can definitely do it. Moreover, the time I spend with my family is the happiest day in my life.” Lu Yingxuan was filled with confidence in Han Zhao.

“Relying on Han Zhao? Let’s wait for him to enter the Divine Power Realm first!” Zhou Sirong sneered.

“Since you’re so stubborn, don’t blame me for using force!”

As soon as Zhou Sirong finished speaking, a shocking aura erupted in the courtyard.

Seeing this, Han Zhao couldn’t watch anymore.

He quickly walked into the courtyard.

Two women stood on both sides of the courtyard.

The woman on the left was wearing a white palace dress. She was beautiful and had a gentle temperament. She looked to be in her early thirties. It was Zhou Sirong.

However, at this moment, she was frowning coldly. Her white palace clothes fluttered even though there was no wind, emitting an extremely oppressive aura.

Lu Yingxuan, who was standing on the right, was exactly the same as five years ago. Time did not leave any traces on her beautiful face.

Her tall figure seemed to have become more plump than five years ago. Her originally murderous brows had also become much gentler. Time had only made her aura more mature and steady, no longer as cold as before.

Hearing footsteps, Zhou Sirong and Lu Yingxuan looked out of the courtyard.

“Husband.” When Lu Yingxuan saw that it was Han Zhao, her expression changed slightly. She gave him a look, indicating that he should not interfere.

“Hmph!” Zhou Sirong snorted.

Han Zhao smiled warmly at Zhou Sirong. “Greetings, Martial Aunt Zhou.”

With that said, Han Zhao looked at Lu Yingxuan and said with a straight face,

“Yingxuan, why didn’t you inform me that Martial Aunt Zhou was here?” “I’m not here as a guest! I want to bring…” Zhou Sirongs voice sank.

Han Zhao walked towards Lu Yingxuan.

The surrounding air was pushed away by an invisible force, forming substantive ripples like water.

Han Zhao walked to Lu Yingxuan’s side and gently knocked her head. “Everyone who comes is a guest. How can we let Martial Aunt Zhou stand in the courtyard?”

“Huh?!” Zhou Sirongs expression changed slightly.

She released her divine sense and Astral Qi to cover the entire courtyard, preparing to take Lu Yingxuan away by force.

Han Zhao could actually forcefully break through her divine sense and Astral Qi and walk to Lu Yingxuan’s side.

“You’ve already cultivated divine sense?! Perfected Seven Fiend?” Zhou Sirong was stunned.

Although she did not use her Dharma power just now, even a peak Martial Saint at the Perfected Seven Fiend Realm would not be able to easily overcome the power of the Nine Revolution Pseudo Divine Power Realm.

Han Zhao must have already cultivated to the Perfected Seven Fiend realm, and he was not an ordinary peak Martial Saint.

“Husband.” Lu Yingxuan looked worried. Even if the Seven Fiend was perfected, he was definitely not Martial Aunt’s match.

Han Zhao held Lu Yingxuan’s hand, indicating that she didn’t have to worry. Then, he looked at Zhou Sirong and smiled.

“In the past few years, other than accompanying my family, I haven’t let down my cultivation. I’ve finally cultivated to the Perfected Seven Fiend Realm.” “Looks like I’ve really underestimated you!” Zhou Sirongs gaze focused. Five years ago, Han Zhao was only at the Two Fiend Realm. Five years later, he was already at the perfected Seven Fiend Realm and a peak Martial Saint who had cultivated divine sense..