CHAPTER 1100: CHAPTER 1050: WELCOME BACK TO THE FLOURISHING SHENZHOU OF THREE HUNDRED YEARS LATER

Ye Wanlan’s hand trembled, and the chopsticks fell onto the table.

"Xiao Wan."

"Sister."

Two hands firmly pressed on her shoulders, offering a comforting, steady strength.

"I’m okay." Ye Wanlan slightly shook her head towards Yan Tingfeng and Si Fqing and smiled, "I just feel that what once seemed like a dream has finally become real now."

She achieved it.

She finally brought back her relatives and friends, and finally allowed the wronged souls of Shenzhou who died unjustly to stop their lamentations, so they could return to the homeland they guarded with blood and life.

Countless fallen bones, finally revived.

Her regrets have been entirely resolved at this moment.

"Oh, Senior Sister has also completed all the bodies." Jun Muqian said, "They will be able to return soon, but—"

Ye Wanlan looked up: "Xiao Qian, but what?"

"But Qing Dai sent a message saying that the Third Prince and Immortal Master Erlang have just arrived at the Underworld." Jun Muqian said, "Apparently, these two are very popular here? Your Uncle Wang wants to take a photo with them."

Red Lotus Third Prince, Nezha.

Immortal Master Erlang, Yang Jian.

Indeed, they have long become mythical figures spread across the Shenzhou Land Continent, with many temples dedicated to the gods.

"I see." Ye Wanlan nodded, "This is also a rare opportunity, so it’s fine to wait until they’ve finished their photos before coming back."

After all, crossing universes from the Primordial to another requires a peak level ruling expert, which is extremely difficult.

"Too bad, meeting fans at such a great event, yet Senior Brother is not here." Jun Muqian said, "Otherwise, he’d surely be thrilled beyond measure."

The Lord is a social terror.

Having just arrived here for a while, she effortlessly mingled with everyone else.

Thus, they became aware that the Lord had a Senior Brother, none other than the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, Sun Wukong.

Hearing this, Rong Yu was overjoyed: "Lord, do I have the chance to see the Great Saint? He was my idol when I was a child!"

"That’s a bit difficult." Jun Muqian stroked her chin, "Because I also don’t know where Senior Brother has gone. You know, Senior Brother has stepped outside the Three Realms, not within the Five Elements, very special."

Rong Yu instantly wilted.

"But since you are a true fan of Senior Brother, then I can give you a signed photo of him." Jun Muqian snapped her fingers, and a photo appeared in her hand, "Luckily, I know Senior Brother has left mythical legends in all major universes, he’s the top among the tops, hey, Ying Zijin, is that the term?"

Ying Zijin, while being fed by Fu Yunshen, was reading a book, yet she found time to reply: "Yes."

"Indeed, a top-level influencer." Rong Yu rubbed his hands, accepting the photo, "The Great Saint is truly top-notch, thank you, Lord!"

The photo indeed had a signature, signed by the Great Sage Equalling Heaven.

Rong Yu was full of joy: "I’ll go back right now to tell mom and dad that I got my childhood idol’s autograph!"

"Um, Lord..." Xiang Shaoyu coughed, "Can I have one too?"

"Sure, no problem." Jun Muqian handed him one, "Senior Brother signed many, as you know, he has countless avatars."

Poor Lin Huaijin’s worldview was once again shaken.

Even though he has been shaken many times, he still has no immunity.

"Miss Ye, Young Master." Bing He and Tie Ma walked in, respectfully, "The Ginsengfruit has been administered to Palace Master Yun Qing."

Ye Wanlan suddenly rose: "How was it?"

"The effect was quick." Bing He said, "Palace Master Yun Qing has—"

Before he could finish speaking, a familiar voice rang out.

"Greetings, Her Royal Highness the Princess, Tower Master."

This sentence silenced the bustling hall instantly.

"—"

Xiang Shaoyu and others gazed, astonished, at the woman stepping in with the wind, all wide-eyed.

The most talented Sect Leader in the history of Taiyi Palace, Shui Yunqing!

Su Xueqing was the first to react, kneeling on one knee, clasping fists: "Future descendant Xueqing, greets Palace Master Yun Qing!"

"Greetings Palace Master Yun Qing!" Xiang Shaoyu, Huo Yunyi, Rong Qi, Rong Yu, and others also paid respects.

"I recognize you all." Shui Yunqing smiled faintly, "Rise, no need to bow to me."

"Yun Qing!" Ye Wanlan stepped forward quickly, "You recognize them? But you..."

"Yes, Princess, I am a Gu person, originally I shouldn’t recognize them." Shui Yunqing’s voice was soft, "Until I heard someone calling my nickname."

Yun Qing.

It was a voice she was very familiar with, though she hadn’t heard it much.

It was Divine Spear Brave General, Shence Army Commander Huo Jing Feather.

She couldn’t see him, but could hear his voice.

But she remains a Gu person, only with a bit of consciousness.

So when she recovers, she’ll be able to remember the people around her.

Shui Yunqing paused: "Your Highness, if I can recover normally, then Jing Feather he..."

"He is alive too." Ye Wanlan held her hand, "He will soon return."

Shui Yunqing smiled: "Alive, that is good enough."

She wouldn’t dare hope for more, as long as Huo Jing Feather remains alive, even if they might not meet in this lifetime.

"Yun Qing, times have changed, it is no longer three hundred years ago." Ye Wanlan could hardly miss her thoughts, "Back then you couldn’t express your feelings for each other, now you can."

Shui Yunqing was startled: "I... never thought about it."

Indeed, she hadn’t thought of it.

As both she and Huo Jing Feather carried the weight of their respective sects on their shoulders, what right did they have to indulge in romance?

"But Marshal Huo has thought about it." Ye Wanlan said, "I believe, matters concerning both of you should be left to yourselves to resolve."

Shui Yunqing pressed her lips, smiled bitterly: "Your Highness, with what you’ve said, I dare not face him again."

"You must meet." Ye Wanlan looked at her, "Not only meet, but you must also traverse the beautiful landscapes of Shenzhou together, witnessing the world’s scenery."

Shui Yunqing’s heart trembled.

Is it really... possible?

"Ah Lan, they are about to return." Jun Muqian called her, "We need space, your brothers can come directly here, but millions of soldiers and civilians..."

Suddenly dropping a million people would surely frighten more people, right?

"First let them go to Atlantis." Ye Wanlan nodded, "Then gradually integrate them into the present Shenzhou."

"Alright, let’s do that." Jun Muqian promptly messaged Nuwa to have He Jia and the others sent back.

Xiang Shaoyu was a bit nervous: "Are we going to meet the true King of Yan ancestor?"

Huo Yunyi was even more nervous than him.

"Woosh!"

Suddenly, light cascaded from the sky.

Before the light dissipated, a voice rang out: "Oh oh oh, I haven’t taken a photo with the Jade Emperor yet!"

Jun Muqian coolly replied: "There is no Jade Emperor, only Heavenly Emperor Di Jun."

"Prince Brother!" Ye Wanlan stepped forward, opened her arms and hugged He Jia, "Welcome back."

Welcome to the glorious Shenzhou three hundred years later.