CHAPTER 500: CHAPTER 500, THE MYSTERIOUS WOMAN, UNPARALLELED ADVICE

TSS!

Ye Yun flicked a drop of Three Lights Divine Water into Ji Wushuang’s mouth.

After this drop of Three Lights Divine Water entered Ji Wushuang’s body, the blank expression on his face rapidly transformed, becoming much more vivid.

The Three Lights Divine Water possesses an unimaginably miraculous effect on injuries to both the physical body and the Soul.

It is the foremost healing Divine Medicine in the Primordial Mythical World.

Under the influence of the Three Lights Divine Water, Ji Wushuang’s Soul grew unprecedentedly strong, took control of his body, and he completely awoke.

Looking at the young man in white before him, with familiar facial features, as if conjured directly from his heart’s memory, Ji Wushuang rubbed his eyes, his face filled with shock and disbelief.

"Master, am I dead? Are we... meeting again in Hell?"

Overcome with despair, Ji Wushuang’s knees buckled, and he abruptly knelt.

"What a silly child! You’re alive and well now. How could you be dead?"

Ye Yun appeared before Ji Wushuang, helped his beloved disciple up with both hands, and said with a smile.

Feeling his master’s strong and reassuring arms, Ji Wushuang finally realized that he hadn’t truly died.

But then a frightening question arose. His master, wasn’t he dead? How did he suddenly resurrect?

"Master, does that mean you didn’t die?"

A thought suddenly struck him, and Ji Wushuang quickly asked.

"Years ago, I fell into a Mystical Space. To the outside world, I might have seemed dead. However, a hundred thousand years later, I escaped from that Mystical Space and was resurrected," Ye Yun explained with a smile.

"Sob, Master, you’re still alive! This is wonderful!"

After receiving his master’s affirmative answer, Ji Wushuang could no longer contain his emotions. Overwhelmed by a mix of joy and sorrow, he burst into tears.

Ye Yun stood still, quietly waiting.

Ji Wushuang’s emotions had been suppressed for a full hundred thousand years. It was best to let him have a good cry now.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Ji Wushuang’s crying gradually subsided.

"Master, you saved me, didn’t you? I remember a fellow named Thousand Feather God Venerate had possessed my body," Ji Wushuang asked excitedly, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"I killed the Thousand Feather God Venerate on the spot," Ye Yun said with a smile.

Ji Wushuang asked in shock, "Master, what is your cultivation base now? How can you be so powerful?"

"Divine Sovereign Realm."

Ye Yun said softly. There was no need to hide anything from this beloved disciple.

"Master! You were so powerful back then. I can’t believe that after a hundred thousand years, you are still so formidable!"

A fanatical gleam lit up Ji Wushuang’s eyes. He tried to sense his master’s Super Divine Dragon Breath, but he couldn’t detect his master’s cultivation base at all.

"Haha, no need to flatter me. This time, you also turned disaster into fortune. Although you became a strange creature, you managed to preserve your life. Now, by using the Thousand Feather God Venerate’s Yin-Yang Reverse Jue, you’ve even broken through to the True God Realm," Ye Yun nodded and said with a laugh.

Among his four disciples, Ji Wushuang was likely the only one with such good fortune. After enduring painful trials and tribulations, he could now be considered to have achieved a fortuitous outcome.

Ji Wushuang sighed silently, his heart filled with a myriad of emotions.

One hundred thousand years of cataclysmic changes seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye.

"Wushuang, how did you enter the Nether Immortal Ancient Land back then?" Ye Yun suddenly asked.

Ji Wushuang’s expression dimmed, as if the fierce battle of a hundred thousand years ago had resurfaced in his mind.

He lowered his head, his voice filled with sorrow as he said, "Master, back then, the Ancient Giant Demon besieged our Divine Dragon Sect. Countless Sect Disciples were killed or injured. I managed to escape in the chaos. However, a certain power was continuously hunting down the disciples of our Divine Dragon Sect. At a critical moment, a masked woman saved me. She directed me to the Nether Immortal Ancient Land, suggesting I hide there to seek a chance of survival."

"A masked woman saved you?" Ye Yun’s expression changed drastically. He immediately interrupted Ji Wushuang and asked loudly.

"Yes, Master," Ji Wushuang quickly nodded.

Hearing Ji Wushuang’s words, a complicated look appeared on Ye Yun’s face, and turbulent waves surged in his heart.

This masked woman had previously saved Liu Yiyi, and now she had guided Ji Wushuang into the Nether Immortal Ancient Land. Most likely, it was Nangong Jade’s doing. However, why did Nangong Jade do this? This puzzled Ye Yun profoundly. Nangong Jade and Dragon Xuan, these two individuals, were becoming increasingly mysterious in his mind. Nangong Jade was capricious, making it difficult to determine if she was righteous or malevolent. As for Dragon Xuan, he was cunning and exceedingly mysterious; he had completely vanished after entering the Divine Land. Back in the Nine Soul Underground Palace, Dragon Xuan had traversed endless space. A mere glance from him at the Nine Soul Emperor had caused the latter’s body, filled with decaying Divine Nature, to crumble. It was evident how formidable Dragon Xuan was. According to the younger generations of the Divine Dragon Sect, the 250th generation Divine Dragon Sect Master had once offended a powerful force. Who exactly was this force? Why would it make Dragon Xuan so wary of repercussions that he would abandon the Divine Dragon Sect? These various thoughts swirled in his mind like a tangled mess of countless threads, leaving Ye Yun even more perplexed.

"Master, does our Divine Dragon Sect still have any successors out in the world?" Ji Wushuang asked carefully.

After all, the Divine Dragon Sect suffered such a brutal slaughter back then. Given the methods used, the sect would likely have been completely annihilated within ten thousand years.

"Of course, there are. The disciples of the Divine Dragon Sect have now reached the 298th generation. That little girl you saw earlier? She is our current Divine Dragon Sect Master."

Hearing Ji Wushuang’s question, Ye Yun, for some unknown reason, felt his mood inexplicably lighten.

He waved his hand, and a Water Mirror formed by Mana suddenly appeared before him.

The Water Mirror clearly showed Luo Li’s image, seated cross-legged beneath the Heavenly Mechanism Tower.

"So it was her! No wonder I felt such a sense of closeness to her!" Ji Wushuang scratched his head, recalled their previous interactions, and grinned sheepishly.

"Those three little ones possess the Dragon God Bloodline; they are the only three remaining successors of our Divine Dragon Sect’s 298th generation. Some demon beasts have also joined our Divine Dragon Sect now, so its strength is quite formidable," Ye Yun said with a smile.

Speaking of which, he suddenly recalled something and laughed again, "Do you remember the Xuan bird? That little bird is still alive too."

"That’s truly wonderful, Master!" Hearing Ye Yun’s words, Ji Wushuang was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes.

The Divine Dragon Sect still exists! That was the best news he could have hoped for.

Ye Yun turned around and, with a gentle tap of his finger, released the Stasis Technique on the black-robed youth.

"I’ll give you a chance. Tell me your origins," Ye Yun offered a faint smile, extending an olive branch.

He did this because he suspected this black-robed youth might be a pawn left behind in the Nether Immortal Ancient Land by the true mastermind. If that were the case, there would undoubtedly be restrictions placed on his Soul. Attempting to forcefully break them would likely yield no information. It was better to first probe the youth’s words and see what he would reveal.