Chapter 141

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Yan Xuan was momentarily stunned. Pressure? What pressure? Then he quickly realized: What pressure could he possibly have?!

“You…” He gazed intently at Meng Qi. It was already late at night, and the tavern where they were located was in the outskirts of Jingyue City, far less bustling than the city center. The two of them had walked here from the tavern without encountering anyone. “Do you really not plan to impose any conditions on me?” He asked again.

“Do you want me to?” Meng Qi returned the question.

“…” Yan Xuan felt that this conversation was a bit strange, but couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was off. After a moment of silence, he changed the topic: “Aren’t you going to ask me something?”

Meng Qi thought for a moment and replied, “What do you want me to ask?”

Yan Xuan: “…”

Where on earth did this woman come from?! Why did it feel like their thoughts were completely misaligned? Not only that, she seemed to lack curiosity. At least, wouldn’t a normal person ask why he appeared here? Or why he fell into Qi Condensation stage? By this point, wouldn’t anyone wonder why he didn’t return to Jingyuetian, but chose to wander in the city and mingle with ordinary people?

Yan Xuan had been known as a cultivation prodigy since childhood, and even in a top sect like Jingyuetian, he was among the best disciples. Moreover, his father was the sect leader. Needless to say, he had been used of having many people wanting to please him from a young age, and as he grew older and reached the teenage years, women never ceased to flock to him.

These people, whether they wanted to please Yan Xuan or were aiming to be his Daoist couple, all revolved around him. Although he was not interested in anything other than cultivation, he was used to being the center of attention, with everyone prioritizing his needs.

But later…

Yan Xuan’s expression darkened slightly.


Later, everything changed after he was seriously injured, his cultivation regressed from the Void Comprehending stage back to the Qi Cultivation stage, with a dim prospect of recovery. Still, his father was the sect leader of Jingyuetian, the foremost figure in the number one spell sect of the Three Thousand Worlds. No matter how far he fell, those who used to be around him still wouldn’t dare to treat him badly, but some things had inevitably changed.

Yan Shunbei couldn’t publicly announce that his son became like this for the sake of the Three Thousand Worlds. At that time, Yan Xuan had to fight alone against a group of invaders from the Devil Realm, resulting in his severe injuries and the death of the devil cultivators he had fought against. One of the devil cultivator who died in Yan Xuan’s hands was the favorite son of the lord of a Devil Seat, who declared to seek revenge for the son.

If only Yan Xuan had still been his former self, he wouldn’t have feared such retribution, but he was no longer the same. His inner core was severely damaged, and soon after being rescued, his cultivation level plummeted by two major levels. Back then, when the devil cultivators initially tried to sneak into the Three Thousand Worlds through a crack in the barrier, it occurred in a remote and desolate area in the Western Realm. Otherwise, Yan Xuan wouldn’t have had to wait three days for aid, fighting alone until he was completely exhausted.

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