Chapter 1267 - Unreceptive Misty Illusory Manor (1/2)
Dongfang Wenxin’s words were not wrong. She was the person who understood Jun Wuhui the most!
With the unyielding and loyal character of the White General Jun Wuhui, how could he accept that only he lived?
With so many brothers that had died for him and so many years that had passed. Yet only you, Jun Wuhui, get to revive just like that?
Jun Moxie sighed. Who didn’t have a family of old and young to take care of?
“Moxie, this matter doesn’t need to be discussed anymore. Go on, just see to your own matters!” Dongfang Wenxin sat silently, gazing at Jun Moxie’s face with a gentle smile. “Be extra careful when you’re out there.”
Jun Moxie nodded his head. He completely understood the motherly love from his mother.
“When you return, let me host your wedding!” Dongfang Wenxin beamed, a radiant look of happiness across her face. “You mustn’t delay it anymore. Mother has been waiting for that day for such a long and torturous time…”
Jun Moxie felt an indescribable sourness surging in his heart, barely holding back his tears.
“There’s one more matter. It’s regarding those people at Tian Guanlin. I sent people over to fetch them back, but they refused to move. I’ve already sent men to deliver some necessities, and deliver warnings to the various countries to not take any reckless action, no matter what. Is Mother satisfied with this arrangement?” Jun Moxie said carefully.
“Those uncles of yours have deep bonds with your father. They will not leave;… they’re also just waiting for that day… that’s all.” Dongfang Wenxin smiled bleakly. “Leave them be. What you’ve done is already good enough… good enough…”
As he walked out of Dongfang Wenxin’s room, Jun Moxie suddenly felt as if the matters of the world… was just that intangible and vague…
That afternoon, Jun Moxie brought Mei Xueyan, Miao Xiaomiao, and Qiao Ying out of the Evil Monarch Manor. They traveled light and headed straight to the entrance to the Misty Illusory Manor!
Miao Xiaomiao was definitely needed to find the entrance into the Misty Illusory Manor. While Mei Xueyan was the biggest aid for Jun Moxie. As for Qiao Ying, she was brought out so she could clear her mind. After all, Qiao Ying was the most pitiful amongst all the women at the Evil Monarch Manor.
Qiao Ying had witnessed the disastrous battle between the two races previously… and definitely suffered some sort of mental trauma from it.
Jun Moxie was someone who had transmigrated from the modern world into the past. Thus he had some form of understanding on the ways of psychology. He understood that the pain in Qiao Ying’s heart needed to be resolved as quickly as possible. If it festered, it’d be too late.
Qiao Ying’s cultivation was originally at the realm of the Saint Venerable, and after moving to the Evil Monarch Manor, Jun Moxie had ceaselessly supplied her with numerous medicines to boost it further. Now, it had already reached the level of a fourth level Saint Venerable, and was one step away from the realm of a Saint Monarch.
Meanwhile, Miao Xiaomiao had already made swift progress during this period of time. She was originally a third level Venerable, but now, she was already a third level Saint Emperor! To leap across over ten levels in such a short period of time, even she felt as if she were dreaming. An advancement speed like this was one that no one could ever dream of.
To think that… there’s this method of cultivation in this world? Whoosh… And I’m already a Saint Emperor?
Unbelievable…
Women, ah! It’s really most practical to find a good husband, ah!
Of course, if this husband was one that she loved and loved her dearly, it’d be the most perfect!
These four people and their impressive cultivation allowed them to travel rapidly. They wouldn’t be as fast even if they traveled by horse.
The four of them traveled as fast as the wind, at shocking speed, Some passersby occasionally caught sight of them: three ethereal goddess-like women and a handsome lad coming from afar… but before they could get a good look, they had already gone past them… and vanished without a trace…
In merely four days, they had already arrived at that forest that linked the two dimensions.
It was the place Cao Guofeng and the other Saint Emperors brought Jun Moxie into. Jun Moxie suddenly felt a wave of deja vu as he looked at the smooth stone walls.
Miao Xiaomiao, aware that she was the ‘professional’ in the group, walked up to the stone wall, pressing her palms against it. She channeled her energy as a small crystalline ball of light appeared on her hands. That light was gentle and bright, as if it was permeating through the stone walls…
As the ball of light grew bigger, a layer of ripple slowly formed in the surrounding air, as if a small pebble was tossed onto the surface of a still lake. The ripples grew bigger and bigger, as it slowly spread out.
A faint door seemed to be appearing vaguely.
Beads of perspiration began to appear on Miao Xiaomiao’s forehead, as a look of shock filled her eyes.
It had never been this difficult in the past, ah!