"It's fine. It's understandable that we lost track of him in an accident like the hundred-year-old storm.”
Seeing the panic and depression in Mu Ye's heart, Ji Wuxuan, as the creator of the entire world, naturally understood that it was not that Mu Ye was incompetent, but that Ye Fan was too special. He was a hot shot and had the protection of fate.
"Thank you, Saint Child!"
Hearing the Saint Child's magnanimity, Mu Ye's tears flowed freely as he knelt on the ground. His original guilty heart became even more ashamed and self-reproachful.
Looking at Mu Ye kneeling on the ground, Ji Wuxuan did not let him get up directly.
With his status, not blaming or getting angry was already a great gift to him. If he was too easy to talk to, it would instead make people more afraid and think wildly.
"Oh right, other than the Colossal Sword Diagram, did Ye Fan steal anything else?”
Ji Wuxuan thought of the few life-saving items he had prepared for that little leek and asked.
"Ye Fan, he…He stole the pills given by the Saint Child.”
Mu Ye only clenched his fists. The more he felt the Wu Xuan Saint Son's generosity, the more he hated Ye Fan.
"That's good…"
Under Mu Ye's stunned and puzzled gaze, Ji Wuxuan not only did not have a trace of anger, but he even revealed a gratified expression.
Ji Wuxuan did not mention the hundred-year storm when he wrote the book. However, with Ye Fan's luck, if he did not bring those divine artifacts, he might have been swept into some leveling dungeon.
Ji Wuxuan was not worried about how much Ye Fan's strength had increased. However, the troublesome thing was that if they could not come out of this kind of leveling dungeon for a while, it would take a lot of time.
Fortunately, Ye Fan was indeed the main character under his pen. He was born with a certain dark personality and did not disappoint him. He was not like a silly and sweet main character like Little Bai Wen. He wanted something he wanted and had to be wary of this and that. He did not have any tricks up his sleeve.
With the help of those Divine Weapons, with Ye Fan's extraordinary courage and slightly extreme temperament, he would definitely head straight for the God Demon Mystic Realm.
Ding!" Detected that the foundation of Ye Fan, the Seed of Fate, has suffered moderate damage. Ye Fan's Fate Points have decreased by 1,000 points, and the host has increased by 1,000 Fate Points.”
Just as Ji Wuxuan was thinking about this little leek, the system notification sounded in his mind.
"How long has it been?”
Ji Wuxuan knew that although the side effects of his pills would destroy the foundation, those that could be sent to his hands were undoubtedly not the work of an alchemy grandmaster.
This method of destroying the foundation was gradual and extremely secretive.
To be able to damage his foundation again in such a short period of time, during this period of time, without Mu Ye giving out medicinal pills on time, in addition to the countless dangers he had encountered while roaming the Central Plains, under such circumstances, Ye Fan was no longer simply taking pills, but was addicted to them.
"Looks like the speed at which that little fellow's strength has increased is much faster than I had imagined…"
"I have to hurry up with my trip to the Ancestral Land of the War God Hall.”
The next day, in the sky of the Tai Yan Holy Land, a hundred thousand feet spirit ship soared through the clouds and sailed straight into the Central Plains.
……
The Wu Xuan Holy Son's movements had been noticed by the forces of the five regions when the War God Hall revealed his true identity. The news of the Wu Xuan Holy Son's trip to the Central Plains had spread as soon as the spirit ship of the Tai Yan Holy Land took off.
Ji Wuxuan stood with his hands behind his back high up in the sky. He looked down at the Ancient Barrens Continent and admired the beauty of the mountains and rivers.
"Milord, we're about to reach the Central Plains.”
Qin Xuan looked at Ji Wuxuan with her beautiful eyes and slowly said.
Not long after hearing Qin Xuan's reminder, Ji Wuxuan saw that the spirit ship had already sailed through the Regional Sea and could vaguely see the regional wall of the Central Plains.
"I know!"
Ji Wuxuan stroked Qin Xuan's hair and said softly.
"Kaka ~"
After a while, the spirit ship entered the regional wall.
...
They had arrived at the Central Plains!
"Welcome, Wu Xuan Holy Son!"
Just as he broke through the regional wall, a sound wave spread over. Countless voices gathered into one sentence.
Ji Wuxuan looked over and saw thousands of spirit ships stopping in the sky ahead. Other than the sects in the North Region, almost all the slightly famous sects and forces in the Ancient Barrens Continent had arrived. Thousands of figures in the General Realm bowed to him and waited respectfully.
However, other than the general cultivators, what made Ji Wuxuan not know whether to laugh or cry was that some of the larger factions would have a few beautiful women standing in the most eye-catching places on their spirit ships.
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