"By the way, Gu Chi, although Canghai Pavilion has made good progress in recent years, there haven't been outstanding seedlings for a long time. This time, you can just bring someone back from Shenting and give them a try."

Nanyuan Xingjun felt that the momentum of Canghai Pavilion was about to be crushed by Xuantian Realm, so he had to make plans early.

"I obey my orders!" Gu Chi respectfully accepted the orders.

"Your Majesty, I would like to go back to Canghai Pavilion with Senior Gu Chi." Lan Moxi suddenly stepped forward to salute and took the initiative to invite him.

"Alright!"

In the view of Nanyuan Xingjun, Lan Moxi was originally a follower of Zhong Zihan, and her talent and strength were naturally impeccable. It just so happened that His Highness was leaving the Divine Court of Life, and she had nothing to do if she stayed here, so she agreed after some thought.

"Thank you for your permission, sir!"

Lan Moxi bowed slightly, stood up and looked at Zhong Zihao and Murong Wan with complicated expressions, feeling relieved in her heart.

The real reason that made her make this decision was that she found that the person she had been waiting for for more than a hundred years returned, not only failed to appease her heart, but actually made her even more disappointed.

Even His Highness, whom he spends time with day and night, is his sister. Lan Moxi feels that if she stays here for a moment longer, the sadness in her heart will deepen. She might as well find another place to be quiet.

Next, Nanyuan Xingjun encouraged everyone a few more words, then said goodbye to Zhong Zihao and left.

"Miss Lan, wait a minute. If there's nothing urgent, can you say a few words to me?" Just when Lan Moxi was about to retreat, Murong Wan called out to her.

"good!"

Lan Moxi was slightly startled, but seeing the other person's clear eyes and smile on his face, he finally nodded.

Zhong Zihao was a little stunned, but with his wisdom, he guessed something in an instant and did not stop him.

He trusted Murong Wan unreservedly, and if he was asked to say something like this, he wouldn't know how to say it, otherwise he wouldn't have run away in the face of Lan Moxi's confession.

"I hope Wan'er can open up Miss Lan's heart." Zhong Zihao murmured in his heart.

Soon after, he saw the two girls returning hand in hand, with smiles on their faces. Lan Moxi said goodbye to them graciously, and left the Court of Life with Gu Chi.

"Aren't you curious about what we talked about?"

Murong Wan looked at the man in black robe in front of her with her beautiful black round eyes and chuckled.

"Not curious!"

Zhong Zihao's eyes flickered and he spoke insincerely, but he felt a little bitter in his heart: Even if Lan Moxi's side has been dealt with, what should happen to Qin Zhining's side?

…

A few days later, a source boat was speeding through the starry sky, as fast as lightning.

There were three people on the Yuan Zhou, one man and two women. They were Zhong Zihao, Murong Wan and Zhong Zihan. Under the arrangement of Qinghuan Xingjun, they walked extremely secretly and did not alert anyone in the Divine Court of Life.

"Brother, Senior Sister Wan'er, where are we going now?"

Zhong Zihan was in a great mood, like a bird that had been kept in captivity for a hundred years suddenly gained freedom and spread its wings to fly high.

"Ancient Underworld!"

Without looking back, Zhong Zihao injected all his source power into the Source Boat Formation, and his speed soared to the extreme.

"Lu Yang and the others are all in the ancient underworld. Zihao wants to take everyone back to Yuntian Continent to have a look." Seeing Zhong Zihan's confused look, Murong Wan explained.

When she said these words, her thoughts were a little complicated. Her departure from Jiutian World was too sudden, and after so many years, she had never paid homage to Hua Yuqin, the master who was indispensable in her growth.

But according to Zhong Zihao, the Jiutian World has long since collapsed, and this incident has become her eternal regret.

"Very good!"

Zhong Zihan cheered and cheered, just like the young lady of the Zhong family back then. In front of the two of them, there was no trace of the appearance of His Highness Shenting.

Seeing this, Zhong Zihao felt the pressure on his shoulders become even greater, and secretly warned himself: No matter how tragic the catastrophe in the Taixu Realm will be in the future, he must protect the people around him.

One day later, the three of them flew an unknown number of thousands of miles.

While at Blue Pole Star, although Zhong Zihao met many friends, he was not able to get together properly. Thinking that he would achieve his wish soon, the excitement on his face could no longer be suppressed.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Zhong Zihan frowned, and quickly wiped out a bracelet that exuded bright runes from his arms. After a brief reaction, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "No, Master Xueyu is chasing after Jiuyou Divine Courtyard."
Chapter completed!