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

"Xiao Wan".

"elder sister."

He placed his two hands on her shoulders, with a reassuring and calming strength.

"I'm fine." Ye Wanlan shook her head slightly at Yan Tingfeng and Si Fuqing and smiled. "I just feel that what was once a dream has finally become real."

She did it.

She finally brought back her relatives and friends, and finally stopped the wronged souls of those who died unjustly in China from crying out, so that they could return to the homeland they had always protected with their blood and lives.

Millions perished, yet life was ultimately saved.

Her regrets were completely resolved at that moment.

"Oh, Senior Sister has finished creating all her bodies too," Jun Muqian said. "They'll be back soon, but—"

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

“However, Qingdai sent a message saying that the Third Prince and Erlang Shen have just arrived in the Underworld,” Jun Muqian said. “It seems that these two are very popular here? Your uncle wants to take a photo with them.”

Nezha, the Third Prince of the Red Lotus.

Erlang Zhenjun, Yang Jian.

They are indeed mythical figures who have long been popular in the Chinese mainland, and there are many temples in various places that worship these two deities.

"I see." Ye Wanlan nodded. "This is a rare opportunity. We can come back after they finish taking the photo."

After all, the primordial world is in another universe, and it is extremely difficult for a supreme ruler to cross universes.

"It's a pity that my senior brother wasn't here when we had such a great opportunity to meet fans," Jun Muqian said. "Otherwise, he would have been overjoyed."

The Lord is a social terrorist.

She had only been here a short while when she naturally blended in with the others.

Therefore, they all knew that the Lord had a senior brother, who was none other than the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong.

Upon hearing this, Rong Yu was overjoyed: "Lord, do I have a chance to see the Great Sage? He was my childhood idol!"

“This is a bit difficult.” Jun Muqian stroked her chin. “Because I don’t know where my senior brother went. As you know, he is outside the Three Realms and outside the Five Elements, which is very special.”

Rong Yu immediately deflated.

"However, since you are a loyal fan of your senior brother, then I can give you an autographed photo of him." Jun Muqian snapped her fingers, and a photo appeared in her hand. "Fortunately, I know that my senior brother has left behind myths and legends in various universes. He is the top of the top. Eh, Ying Zijin, is that the name?"

While accepting food from Fu Yunshen, Ying Zijin read her book and still managed to find time to reply: "Mm."

“Yes, a top star.” Rong Yu rubbed his hands together, took the photo, and said, “The Great Sage is truly a top star, thank you, Your Excellency!”

Sure enough, there was a signature on the photo, signed "The Monkey King".

Rong Yu exclaimed with delight, "I'm going back right now to tell my parents that I got my childhood idol's autograph!"

"That Venerable One..." Xiang Shaoyu coughed, "Can I have one?"

“Sure, no problem.” Jun Muqian also gave him one. “Senior brother signed a lot. As you all know, he has countless clones.”

Poor Lin Huaijin's worldview was once again shaken.

Although he has been hit too many times, he still has no immunity.

"Miss Ye, Young Master," Binghe and Tiema said respectfully as they entered, "The ginseng fruit has already been given to Palace Master Yunqing."

Ye Wanlan suddenly stood up: "How is it?"

"It's very effective," Binghe said. "Palace Mistress Yunqing has already—"

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

"Greetings, Your Highness, Lord of the Tower."

These words instantly silenced the bustling hall.

"..." Xiang Shaoyu and the others stared in astonishment at the woman who came riding the wind, their eyes wide.

Shui Yunqing, the most talented leader in the history of Taiyi Palace!

Su Xueqing was the first to react. She knelt on one knee, clasped her hands in greeting, and said, "Xueqing, a descendant of this generation, greets Palace Master Yunqing!"

"Greetings, Palace Master Yunqing!" Xiang Shaoyu, Huo Yunyi, Rong Qi, Rong Yu, and others also bowed in greeting.

“I recognize you all.” Shuiyun smiled slightly. “Get up, there’s 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, I shouldn’t recognize them.” Shui Yunqing’s voice was very soft, “until I heard someone calling my nickname.”

Light clouds.

It was a voice she knew very well, but had only heard a few times.

He is Huo Jingyu, the lone and courageous general with a sharpshooting skill and the commander of the Shence Army.

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

But she is still a Gu cultist, only she has gained a little bit of consciousness.

So once she recovered, she was able to remember the people who were around her.

Shui Yun paused lightly, then said, "Your Highness, if I can recover to normal, then Jing Yu..."

“He’s alive too.” Ye Wanlan held her hand. “He’ll be back soon.”

Shuiyun chuckled softly: "Being alive is good enough."

She wouldn't ask for anything more, as long as Huo Jingyu was still alive, even if they never saw each other again in this life.

“Yun Qing, things are different now. It’s not like three hundred years ago.” How could Ye Wanlan not see through her thoughts? “Back then, you couldn’t express your feelings to each other, but you can now.”

Shui Yunqing was taken aback: "I...I hadn't thought about it."

She really hadn't thought about it.

Since she and Huo Jingyu each had the responsibility of leading a sect, what right did they have to talk about romantic love?
“But Commander Huo has thought about it,” Ye Wanlan said. “I think you should leave your own affairs to you to resolve.”

Shuiyun pursed her lips and smiled bitterly: "Your Highness, now that you say that, I'm even more afraid to see him."

"Of course we should meet." Ye Wanlan looked at her. "Not only should we meet, but we should also travel together across the vast and beautiful land of China and see all the sights in the world."

Shui Yunqing's mind was shaken.

Is it really... possible?

"Alan, they're coming back," Jun Muqian called to her. "We need to make room. Your brother and the others can come directly here, but a million soldiers and civilians..."

If a million people suddenly appeared out of nowhere, wouldn't that scare even more people to death?

“Let them go to Atlantis first,” Ye Wanlan nodded. “Then we can gradually integrate them into the current China.”

"Okay, let's do it that way." Jun Muqian immediately sent a message to Nuwa, instructing them to send Hejia and the others back.

Xiang Shaoyu asked nervously, "Are we about to meet the real King Yan?"

Huo Yunyi was more nervous than him.

"Shh!"

Suddenly, light descended from the sky.

Before the light had even faded, a voice rang out: "Hey, hey, hey, I haven't taken a picture with the Jade Emperor yet!"

Jun Muqian said coolly, "There is no Jade Emperor, only the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun."

“Brother Wang!” Ye Wanlan stepped forward and opened her arms to hug Hejia. “Welcome back.”

Welcome to the prosperous land of China, three hundred years in the future. (End of Chapter)