The next couple of hours were occupied by the rustling of the plum blossom leaves, delightful conversation, and pleasantly soothing laughter. Wei Wuyin accompanied Yue Songli from start to finish, engaging in an exchange of questions and answers, and the topics ranged from mundane to extraordinary.
From time to time, Wei Wuyin would lightly tease Yue Songli or joke with lightheartedness. Whenever he did, her hand's grip holding his would tighten or her cheeks would redden as she stifled a smile that could cause the collapse of nations befitting the former Number ONE Beauty of the Grand Cyclic Stellar Region. Normally, their conversations would be through spiritual transmissions across vast distances, often brief due to Yue Songli's particular inclination. She wasn't very talkative, and her tone was very flat and slightly cold, but in person, she was an entirely different person.
The cute, curious woman before him was a trace of her real, undisguised self. The longer they stayed in each other's company, the more comfortable she became. There were simply people like that in the world. From afar, they were as distant and cold as an iceberg, but when close and relaxed, they became lively firecrackers that could liven anyone's day.
Yue Songli's smiles certainly had such mystical powers.
Unfortunately, all good things had to come to an end. However, the conclusion was satisfying and preceded by a proper declaration of intent and arrangement of plans. Wei Wuyin essentially told her to 'pack her things' and wait until he finished a few matters. Then, he would most certainly return and bring her away to their two-year date that would span across the vast starry skies.
Her heart was drumming so loudly that even if Wei Wuyin was a mere mortal without the slightest cultivation, he would be able to feel it within his bones. That was pure, unadulterated excitement and expectation. When paired with the dazzling, era-ravaging beauty that was Yue Songli, including her proud pair of great mountains rippling through her dress, the sight was enough to sensually invigorate dead men and living eunuchs alike.
Wei Wuyin flew off on Bai Lin, leaving his true body controlled by his Second Mind with Qing Qiumu in a spatial bubble while the scene of Yue Songli skipping off to her room was imprinted in his eyes as a spiritual image, animated and flowing with each shake of her hips. He had learned of this method from Yuan Longshi's memories. The young man had developed a specific spiritual spell to recreate visual stimulation for his 'personal playtime' using Xue Yifei as the basis.
Wei Wuyin had no intent on replicating his hobbies, but he contemplated practicing the art of colors and depiction, especially taking up painting in the future. What type of emotion could he invoke with that image of a peerlessly alluring young woman exuding vibrant excitement and dream-like expectation in others?
If he infused the Mind Dao, he might be able to faintly instill certain emotions through his paintings. The thought caused Eden to tremble slightly. Meanwhile, Ori was already asking for permission.
"Let me! Let me! Let me!"
"Tch." King chimed in also. They both seemed ready to be involved in this process.
"..." Kratos grumbled as it couldn't quite figure out a way to involve itself. Ori could provide the paint, King could act as the brush, Eden was the essence, and what about it? It kept thinking about the matter.
Wei Wuyin thought as Bai Lin breached past the planet's atmosphere and began traveling in a certain direction. Bai Lin seemed to already have homed onto a specific aura, and she was soaring swiftly. Her eyes shone with an eagerness that surpassed her feelings for meeting Yue Songli. While she liked Yue Songli, it couldn't rival her feelings towards that loveably silly meathead.
On the surface of Shattered World, the renamed planet housing the Shattered World Palace, Yue Lixiang silently observed the flying figure of Wei Wuyin. She hadn't closely looked at the gifts she was given earlier, so after seeing Wei Wuyin off with her gaze after being politely declined the offer for her to accompany him across the Ninestar Domain as a guide, with the justification that a Mother-in-law shouldn't be a guide, she began to check the contents.
Since this was the Ascendant Emperor of Neo-Dawn, the legitimate Worldly Saint Alchemist, she expected a few alchemical products. Potentially, if she was fortunate and Wei Wuyin was generous, it would include a few Mystic-Earth products that Earthly Saints of the Neo-Dawn Stellar Region or the former Grand Cyclic Stellar Region would have killed over.
After all, there were only three Alchemic Saints in this world, and they likely concocted less than a dozen Mystic-Earth Grade products after a decade between them, perhaps even half a dozen. Of those that existed and were made, they were given to their respective forces. Cao Cuifen mostly reserved them for the Soul Saint King, Tian Dingjian's concoctions were regulated by the former Imperial Clan, and Evergod only sold one publicly every three decades.
However, as she sent her Spiritual Sense into the Saint Ring, her heart began to uncontrollably pound. The ferocious sounds of her own heartbeat made her dizzy!
There were thirteen products and twenty-one materials here. Not a single one was lower than Mystic-Earth grade! Moreover, she found three particular objects that contained unfathomable auras and mystic runes that sent shivers down her spine! They carried traces of Mystic-level World Pressure! Mystic World Aura!
Mystic-World Materials!! MYSTIC-WORLD PRODUCT!!!
Her legs nearly turned into jelly. It was fortunate that no one saw her now, or she'd have left an embarrassing impression that might not fade for a lifetime.
Two Mystic-World grade materials and a single Mystic-World product. She could tell the Mystic-World product was a cultivation-type product meant to solidify one's foundation, especially to rid oneself of impurities developed during cultivation. This...this would certainly allow her cultivation to grow smoother, and she could even use the remnant aura to sense the profound qualities of Mystic Heart Intent.
This was a potential assistance to attain the Worldly Saint Phase of the Mystic Ascendant Realm!
Yue Lixiang was suddenly at a loss for words as her gaze looked upward to see the distant figure of Wei Wuyin getting further and further away. She couldn't resist the urge to look toward her daughter's courtyard. A brilliant, gorgeous smile surfaced on her face, possessing some of the exceptional beauty of Yue Songli.
Wei Wuyin could feel Yue Lixiang's distinct emotions even from here, the mental fluctuations of an Earthly Saint, especially when left uncontrolled and wild, were extremely noticeable to his senses. In fact, the area she resided in might experience some increased activity of riled energies and essence for the next few years.
"You should be more cognizant of the value of your products and the impact they could have on cultivators, especially at your level. Mystic-World grade Alchemical Products are a rarity no matter where you go. Each non-impure, low-tier product could induce a brutal war that would be waged by those at the Heavenly Saint Phase or lower," the Heavenly War Spirit informed with a strong tone. She wasn't denouncing Wei Wuyin for his actions of 'gifting' this pseudo reverse dowry, or to better put it, a direct bribe to buy someone's favor and their daughter. This was a common tactic among cultivators, especially Alchemists through many cultivation societies.
After all, they were the richest type of Creationist on average, and it was difficult for them to have time to patiently explore male or female relationships intimately like young heroes and gorgeous fairies. They were often forced to waste their early and mid-years cultivating the Alchemic Dao, running around nurturing Alchemic Knights, raising their cultivation base through products, or paying off debts incurred by borrowing resources.
Because of this, they would simply find good families and women to their liking and 'gift' their sincerity using the pretense of 'love at first sight' while it was more lust and convenience. While it seemed like a low-brow tactic, it was direct and was approved by many, many clans throughout various cultivation societies.
In fact, many clans had and nurtured daughters and sons in the hopes of this happening. When Wei Wuyin was in the Myriad Yore Continent, he was wildly shown numerous noble daughters and gorgeous women by so many elders that he grew exhausted.
The vast world of cultivation had many wonders and truths, and the value of Alchemical Products was among the few that were particularly terrifying. After all, alchemy was far too phenomenally useful for cultivators of every race, age, and gender. It could save immense time and push one to greater levels of cultivation directly. The Everlore Ascension Pill was a grand example of this.
Smiling, Wei Wuyin replied with an amused tone: "I'm fully aware of the value of Mystic-World graded products."
"..." The Heavenly War Spirit was a little concerned because while Wei Wuyin was an officially recognized Worldly Saint Alchemist by the Alchemic Dao, he had essentially skipped the Earthly Saint Alchemist level, and he'd gathered loot from long-standing and powerful cultivators or alchemists like Evergod's Vault, so he might miss out on understanding the true value of what he held.
Of course, the Heavenly War Spirit was unaware that Wei Wuyin had the experience of over half a century as an Earthly Saint Alchemist and dealt with the Azure-Prime Galactic Zone as the Void Voyage Sect's Sect Master. He knew the value of each and every product exceedingly well.
Wei Wuyin's silver eyes shone with a silvery gleam as he looked ahead.
Yang Mountain Realm.
It was a Secret Realm within the Ninestar Starfield. It was renowned as a cultivation ground suitable for those who cultivated Yang-attributed Cultivation Methods, Arts, and Spells. It was suitable for men, and ill-advised for young women, especially young virgins, as the strong yang could stimulate their Primal Yins and elicit some...unsavory scenes.
The main cause for this intense yang energy was due to the dwarf-sized golden solar star. It was forged by a Demi-Mortal Lord with Yang Mountain Meridians. It was said that, on his deathbed, after an intense fight where he barely escaped alive, he extracted his Yang Mountain Meridians and Mystic Core and used them as the foundation for the Solar Star. His last act in life created an incomparably valuable secret realm.
Additionally, the Ninestar Sainthall had honored him and allowed his family to personally own and run the mountain. At the time, those family members hadn't produced a second Ascended being, not even an Exalted, those labeled as 'false' Ascended beings at the Mystic Star Phase. This act showcased the sheer open-mindedness of the Ninestar Sainthall's conduct. It carried hints of exceptional consideration that Wu Yu's Myriad Monarch Sect had with the Bloodforge Continent.
The mortals of his family, in solidarity and honoring their great founder, took upon the surname of 'Si' and the current patriarch was none other than Si Yang! The once lowly family had risen through the ranks on his back.
Wei Wuyin's flight path was not discreet. He was openly traveling there, and Bai Lin had formlessly exerted her Nirvanic Intent on the area, slowly increasing the heat. This alerted all those within, especially Si Yang!
Bai Lin soon came to a gentle stop a few hundred miles away from the area of space that the Yang Mountain Realm occupied. She didn't forcefully try to rip open space and neither did Wei Wuyin conjure a Void Portal.
Spatial ripples unfurled as fluctuations indicated that someone was traversing through fixed space as an intermediary between this region of space and the space that contained the Yang Mountain Realm. A figure emerged.
The individual was a hulking mass of a man. He had burgundy eyebrows that were absurdly thick, a head full of unruly jet-black hair, and a short stature. His body could be described as bulging muscles of tremendous might, and just the pumping of his blood and the faint tension in his muscles could distort space. His muscles felt as if they were exquisitely carved by the divinity of strength themselves, nearly flawless. They were filled with masculine power and aura.
Wei Wuyin had distinctly recalled this familiar aura from his time in the Four Extreme Continent. He was familiar with the Golden Life Pavilion's affairs and knew that the Devil War Realm was a medium by which the pavilion did business of various types, such as trading. In exchange for allowing the Si Clan to enter the Devil War Realm, the pavilion asked for the rights to enter the far more outstanding Yang Mountain Realm with a few added benefits to even the deal. Si Yang was watching over a particular youth who cultivated a fire-attributed cultivation method intermixed with the potency and explosiveness of yang.
Si Yang smiled politely as he cupped his fist in greeting, "World-Saint Neo-Dawn." It's only been a short while since Wei Wuyin conquered the world in a single sentence, but the situation still needed time to settle in everyone's hearts. Xue Yifei was working hard on this. Therefore, referring to Wei Wuyin as 'Your Majesty' wasn't entirely necessary.
Moreover, Wei Wuyin didn't mind it at all. He preferred the title of World-Saint over 'Your Majesty' or 'Ascendant Emperor Wei' by those associated with his close friends or family. It felt closer.
"You know why I'm here?" Wei Wuyin asked with a faint smile. It was rhetorical.
Si Yang's heart clenched. While he hadn't seen Wei Wuyin as a true Emperor yet, the formless aura about him was stifling, and genuinely had the presence of an Emperor! He stifled the urge to gulp a wad of saliva with all his willpower.
"I hope you can forgive Little Yang. He wanted to find you, but..." Si Yang tried to conjure up an excuse, but Wei Wuyin dismissed it with a wave of his hand. The words in Si Yang's throat remained unsaid.
"I've respected his decision so far. But now that I've established myself to this level, there's no excuse I'll accept. Shall we go?" Wei Wuyin didn't bother with anything else, and even Bai Lin coldly gazed at Si Yang. She was already pulsating with power, ready to use her talons to slice through the space here and enter forcefully if need be.
"Of course. Of course!" Si Yang was sweating profusely. If Bai Lin acted, who knew how much damage the realm would sustain? He turned his hulking body around and performed a few hand-seals. An endless circle of ripples emerged as a temporary Gateway Door was formed.
"Please, World-Saint Neo-Dawn." He gestured politely with every ounce of civility he could muster.
Wei Wuyin nodded and Bai Lin gave a soft cry before flying into the Gateway Door.
In the Yang Mountain Realm, sitting atop the highest mountain, a young man of flawless muscle and gigantic stature stared upward. Despite his imposing appearance, his eyes were incredibly moist and on the verge of spewing a small river.
Kree!
A sight that was all too familiar to him from their early years once again reoccurred.
A young man with silver eyes and boundless grace arrived riding atop a white-feathered bird like an immortal of myth.
Those moist eyes could no longer be the dam to the forceful river, and tears flowed mightily.
"Cousin!" The young man hoarsely exclaimed.
