Chapter 1541
by“Good, good. Everything has not changed much.” Yang Kai stood in the air, his spiritual thoughts sweeping across the entire Holy Land, and nodded in satisfaction.
Shi Kun was in a trance and didn’t know how he came to the inner peak at all. But he quickly reacted that it should be Yang Kai’s doing.
What kind of means is this exactly？ It’s actually so strange. Shi Kun was both respectful and afraid.
Suddenly, as if remembering something, he took a step forward, took a deep breath, and shouted at the Ninth Peak： “Holy Lord！ Return to the sect！”
The shout echoed on the Ninth Peak, continuous.
The movement of the entire Ninth Peak seemed to be submerged by this echo, and a strange and quiet atmosphere actually appeared within the Holy Land, without any sound.
But after a while, the Ninth Peak suddenly became chaotic. On each peak, chickens and dogs were in turmoil, and large numbers of lights escaped from each peak and rushed towards here at high speed.
In the alchemy room, the Saint-level alchemist Du Wan was refining a furnace of Clear Snow Pills. This furnace of pills was a Saint-level lower-grade pill. The person who came to ask for the pills was currently waiting outside the Ninth Peak and had a high status, so Du Wan personally took action.
It took Du Wan more than a day to almost complete the work. The special fragrant and cold air had already filled the alchemy room. At this moment, he was carefully controlling the heat, looking at the alchemy furnace with anticipation in his eyes, preparing for the final matter of collecting the pills.
Beside him, Chang Bao was sitting there with a big belly, the fat on his face was piled up, and he was also staring closely ahead with his small eyes narrowed, as if he wanted to draw some experience from Du Wan’s refining techniques.
The expressions of the two Saint-level alchemists were both solemn and excited.
One of these two was the person in charge of the Alchemist Association in Boulder City back then, and the other was the person in charge of the Alchemist Association in Flash City. They had respected identities. However, because they had learned a lot of alchemy knowledge in the Nine Heavens Holy Land and had been promoted to the level of Saint-level alchemists, they had jointly resigned from their positions in the Alchemist Association and joined the Nine Heavens Holy Land.
Besides the two of them, there were also Hong Fang, He Feng, and Kong Ruoyu. Now they were all Saint-level alchemists.
Since Yang Kai left, the alchemy level of the Tongxuan Continent has shown a blowout development. All the credit for this should be attributed to the unreserved teaching of Tiancang Old Man Li Rui and the inspiration of Xia Ning Shang .
In the past Tongxuan Continent, there was only Li Rui who was a Saint-level alchemist.
When the alchemy reached a critical moment, Chang Bao’s small eyes narrowed even tighter, and the light in his eyes overflowed, as if sweating for Du Wan.
Even they didn’t dare to guarantee a 100% success rate when refining Saint-level pills. Du Wan’s furnace of pills could be so smooth, and it was about to come out of the furnace, which was also a combination of his own skills and luck.
The more critical the moment, the less room for the slightest carelessness. Now is the most important moment.
But at this moment, a furious shout suddenly came from outside. The sound of the shout was so loud that even the restriction of the alchemy room couldn’t stop it, and it directly entered the ears of the two Saint-level alchemists.
Du Wan’s old hand trembled, and his true essence was also disordered for a while.
Immediately afterwards. A soft hissing sound came from the alchemy furnace in front of him.
The smell of burning filled the air from the alchemy furnace.
Du Wan stood there in a daze, his face is extremely ugly.
Chang Bao also furrowed his brows.
To actually fall short at the last moment！
That idiot Shi Kun is finished！ Du Wan will definitely blame him for the failure of this batch of pills.
Chang Bao gloated in his heart.
“Lao Chang, what was that brat Shi Kun yelling just now？” To Chang Bao’s surprise, Du Wan didn’t immediately fly into a rage. Instead, he looked at himself with a strange expression and asked.
“Didn’t catch it clearly.” Chang Bao shook his head.
Although they had heard Shi Kun shout something just now, because their minds were completely focused on alchemy, Chang Bao didn’t pay attention to the content of the shout.
“Why did I hear him shout the Holy Lord？” Du Wan’s brows were tightly furrowed.
“The Holy Lord?” Chang Bao was stunned, but soon seemed to remember something. Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on his obese body displayed unimaginable agility. He jumped up from the ground at once: “You mean the Holy Lord?”
There has always been only one Holy Lord in the Nine Heavens Holy Land, and that is Yang Kai.
Ever since Yang Kai left, the position of Holy Lord has been vacant. In the hearts of all the warriors in the Nine Heavens Holy Land, Yang Kai is the Holy Lord.
“I seemed to hear Shi Kun shouting that the Holy Lord has returned to the sect just now.” Du Wan scratched his head.
“Are you sure？” Chang Bao shouted.
“Er, I’m not sure either.”
The two looked at each other for a while, and then suddenly rushed out together. Just as they opened the door of the alchemy room, they saw He Feng, Hong Fang, and Kong Ruoyu also running out of their respective alchemy rooms like their butts were on fire, rushing out in a hurry. The speed was no less than that of a young and strong guy.
“Old guys, wait for me.” Chang Bao moved his obese body and shouted from behind.
No one paid attention to him, and everyone was hurrying out.
At another peak of the Nine Peaks, in the secret room on the mountainside, the demonic energy was rich.
In the secret room, there were two beautiful women closing their eyes and adjusting their breath. One was dignified and elegant, and the other was lonely and cold and proud, with completely different temperaments.
The former had the top cultivation base of the Third-Order Saint Realm, and the latter was in the Second-Order Saint Realm.
Both women were wrapped in thick black demonic energy, which looked shocking. At this moment, the two women seemed to be practicing some secret technique.
When the sound came, the two women couldn’t help but open their eyes. The more dignified beautiful woman looked at the other and frowned slightly, saying, “Han Fei, did Shi Kun just say… that the Holy Lord has returned to the sect？”
The beautiful woman with a cold temperament trembled when she heard this, recalled carefully, and nodded slightly.
The moment their eyes met, two pairs of beautiful eyes suddenly burst out with astonishing luster. They no longer had the mind to cultivate any secret techniques. Their two delicate bodies, wrapped in a mass of black qi, directly rushed out of the secret room and flew outward.
The same thing was happening everywhere on the Nine Peaks.
The entire Nine Peaks had never been as lively as it was today in decades. These existences who were usually revered and worshipped by countless people in the Tongxuan Continent seemed to have lost their composure in an instant and transformed into clumsy young people.
When Xu Hui, the Great Elder of the Holy Land, was rushing out, he charged recklessly and directly broke through the palace where he lived. Several walls collapsed, and the palace almost collapsed.
When Elder Yu Ying was rushing out, she knocked over several vases that she usually loved.
Even Saintess An Ling’er rushed out of the bathroom while taking a bath, hurriedly put on her clothes, and her hair wasn’t even dry.
……
All of this was only because of a sentence that reverberated within the Nine Peaks.
The Saint Lord has returned to the sect！
Everyone wanted to know whether this news was true or false. Everyone wanted to see the face that they hadn’t seen in decades. They rushed out of the places where they were staying at the first time and all rushed towards the source of the sound.
One after another, streamers of light rushed over quickly and converged in front of Yang Kai.
They each revealed their figures. After seeing Yang Kai’s face clearly, they all showed expressions of joy and surprise. Some even cried with joy involuntarily.
The various elders of the Holy Land, alchemy masters such as Du Wan, Chang Bao, and the commanders of the Ancient Demon Clan gathered together.
There are nearly ten people who have entered the Saint Realm alone.
This is a force that is enough to sweep the entire Tongxuan Continent, and it is an existence that no one dares to underestimate. It is precisely because of their existence that the peerless reputation of the Jiutian Holy Land on the Tongxuan Continent has been created.
Yang Kai’s gaze swept over the familiar faces one by one, his heart warm, and a brilliant smile blooming on his face.
After being apart for decades, the old friends are still the same. There is no better news than this.
“It’s really the Holy Lord！”
“The Holy Lord has returned, really returned.”
Surprised shouts came from the crowd, and everyone’s face was filled with joy, and excited light shone in their eyes.
“Your subordinate Xu Hui, together with the elders of the Holy Land, pays respects to the Holy Lord and welcomes the Holy Lord back to the sect! Xu Hui is old and prudent. Although his mood is extremely excited, he finally didn’t mess up the etiquette. He quickly collected his mind and shouted.
Several elders of the Holy Land quickly saluted.
“Everyone doesn’t need to be so polite. I just came home.” Yang Kai waved his hand, and an invisible force lifted everyone up.
“Lord…” On the other side, came the choking call of Li Rong, the great commander of the Ancient Demon Clan.
Another commander, Han Fei, was standing beside her, and her eye sockets were also slightly red.
Yang Kai had inherited the mantle of the Great Demon God. For the Ancient Demon Clan that had served the Great Demon God for generations, Yang Kai was their respected master, and even the current Demon Lord Chang Yuan couldn’t compare in this regard.
So even if Yang Kai wasn’t in the Nine Heavens Holy Land, they had been waiting here all the time.
Actually, for the people of the Ancient Demon Clan, the Demon Frontier was the place suitable for their survival. But for Yang Kai’s sake, Li Rong still resolutely let the Ancient Demon Clan settle in the Nine Heavens Holy Land.
Looking at Yang Kai’s face, Li Rong’s heart trembled slightly.
When Yang Kai left back then, she had asked to follow and protect him to the death. But at that time, Yang Kai himself didn’t know what the future held and didn’t dare to bring Li Rong with him, so he asked her to stay.
But in these dozens of years, Li Rong had worried day and night. Whenever she thought of how Yang Kai was doing outside and didn’t know the situation, she couldn’t eat or sleep well and hated herself for not insisting on her own opinion at that time, leaving the master to wander alone outside.
Her heart was filled with self-blame and she had suffered a lot these years.
Now that she saw Yang Kai return safely, she wept with joy.
“Don’t cry. Be happy. I’m back, aren’t I?” Yang Kai chuckled and said comfortingly.
“Yes！” Li Rong pursed her red lips lightly and nodded in response.
She would unconditionally satisfy Yang Kai’s requests.
“Kid, it’s really you who’s back？” Just then, a surprised cry suddenly came from the side.
Yang Kai turned his head and saw that it was Meng Wuya.
After decades of not seeing each other, Meng Wuya still looked the same, dressed plainly. If he were to blend into the crowd, those who didn’t know him might think he was an old man on the verge of death and would never imagine that he was a top expert at the Third-Order Saint Realm.
“Shopkeeper Meng, it’s been a long time！” Yang Kai smiled brightly.
“Good, good. The kid seems to be doing well too. I’m relieved.” Meng Wuya nodded heavily, a smile of extreme relief on his face.
Meng Wuya could be said to have watched Yang Kai grow up. Back then, he hid his identity and stayed in Lingxiao Pavilion, serving as the shopkeeper of the Contribution Hall. He was the first to get to know Yang Kai, and because of Xia Ning Shang ‘s reason, their relationship was close.
So when he saw Yang Kai return here after decades, a big stone in Meng Wuya’s heart also fell to the ground.
His concern for Yang Kai was no less than anyone else’s.
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