Lord Holy Sword is unreliable again.

The flood of information gradually faded from Ji Duanyi's mind, and she saw that mysterious world, that world where the human race prospered.

She saw the Flame of the Torch, she saw Lu Zhiling, she saw the legacy of the Heavenly Craftsmen!

She witnessed the conspiracy behind the grand wedding and saw Mo Jie, a Foundation Establishment Peak cultivator from the Qing Clan, die at the hands of Wang Hong.

He's really something else.

Wang Hong naturally also saw the general outline of these four continents.

The glorious history of the Qiongqi tribe, deliberately erased by an unknown entity; the Great Nianlong Court, which has dominated the four continents for five thousand years; the enormous psionic towers at the center of every major city...

The demon race in this world is imitating human systems and culture!

They no longer dwell in the deep mountains and forests as they did in ancient times, but instead venture out of the mountains and rivers, establish great cities, and rule over all directions!

Of course, most importantly, Ji Duanyi's experiences with men and women are like a blank sheet of paper.

He finally understood why Duan Yi had disguised herself as a man.

The trauma she suffered at birth continues to torment her body and soul.

Only the aura of an emperor can suppress this kind of Dao injury. And women who cultivate the aura of an emperor will encounter various obstacles!

Broken Wing wasn't punished by Heaven for uttering the words of the White Emperor, but rather because at birth, his bloodline aroused the jealousy of Heaven, causing golden lightning to destroy his divine beast bloodline! From then on, Broken Wing vowed to become the White Emperor and defy the heavens!

She was an extremely proud person.

She disguised herself as a man for over thirty years, yet no one could recognize her beauty.

That's why, when she first met Wang Hong, she repeatedly asked him, "Am I beautiful?"

Ji Duanyi's feelings for Wang Hong stemmed from the affinity and submission of the imperial aura within him to the human emperor's Dao fire aura.

"How long have you known Lu Qingyuan?" Although Duan Yi was full of curiosity about Wang Hong's past and had countless questions to ask, she still asked this question first.

Wang Hong did not answer, but gently stroked the back of the broken wing. Although he could not see the wound there, he knew it must be hideous and terrifying.

[Bio-scan: Six golden lightning seeds have entered Ji Duanyi's body from his back. If he can refine them, they will form the foundation for his ascension to immortality; if he cannot refine them, he will ultimately perish.]

[Refining Method: Golden Lightning is the most yang element in the universe, and it needs to be refined with the most yang and hard elements, or fused with the most yin and soft elements.]

"Broken Wing, I will heal your wounds! You will surely become the true White Emperor!"

Ji Duanyi shook his head and chuckled, covering his mouth: "Before you enter the Nascent Soul stage, you don't need to worry about my Dao injury."

Wang Hong scoffed, "Nascent Soul?"

Hmph, I'll heal you before I even reach Foundation Establishment!

Answer my question.

Wang Hong honestly replied, "It should have been two days by now."

"Lu Qingyuan kept saying she wanted to save you, but where was she when I cut off your arm?" Ji Duanyi seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, gently stroking Wang Hong's broad arm, and said resentfully, "She was just using you!"

Wang Hong hugged Duan Yi tightly and whispered in her ear, "Duan Yi, do you think something happened to Lu Qingyuan?" Wang Hong looked into her eyes, "And has something happened to the Lu family ancestral hall? Otherwise, why hasn't Qingyuan come to find me?"

"How would I know! After the ceremony today, Father didn't even tell me that you and I were getting married! Poor me, I've been kept in the dark all this time." Ji Duanyi's face turned cold.

Wang Hong gripped the broken-winged hand, while Lu Qingyuan's figure kept flashing by, as if her angry voice was echoing in his mind: "How dare you cheat on me with another woman!"

He cast aside all distracting thoughts. His relationship with Ji Duanyi was already irreversible; there was no point in dwelling on it. Looking up, he saw Duanyi staring directly into his eyes, and a sudden panic gripped him. "Qingyuan... no, sigh... should we go out and see what's going on?"

Ji Duanyi stared into Wang Hong's eyes and sneered, "You mean, on our wedding night, instead of consummating our marriage, you're going to go outside and look around? Look at what?"

She abruptly broke free from Wang Hong's grasp: "Do you think that just because you've married me, you can act with impunity and take advantage of me?!"

Wang Hong blushed slightly. He was indeed worried that Lu Qingyuan might cause some trouble outside and that he might take advantage of the chaos to run back.

After all, Lu Qingyuan had no idea that Ji Duanyi was a woman!

This is really stumping me!

Today is the most important day of their lives. Although it is their first time meeting, they are already in sync, their lives intertwined, and inseparable.

Important moments from their past experiences played out in their minds one by one.

Of course, Wang Hong didn't dare let her see him being affectionate with Lu Qingyuan.

Ji Duanyi certainly knew Wang Hong's feelings for Lu Qingyuan, but how could she not care?

From the moment she was born, she aspired to become the White Emperor. Of course, she had thought about what her man would be like, but she never imagined that the dignified White Emperor would become a man's harem!

"Today, Lu Qingyuan's death has nothing to do with me!"

Wang Hong looked at Ji Duanyi pleadingly, "I can't let her down, just as she never let me down! If I, Wang Hong, were to be ungrateful, would you still love me? Aren't you afraid I'd sell you off?"

"Heh, whatever. If you're really capable, then sell me to your elephant friend!"

"But you can't just ignore the Lu family ancestral hall, can you? There are members of your Qiongqi clan there!"

"This matter will naturally be handled by Father and the elders!" Ji Duanyi learned about the Xiaoyao Pavilion from Wang Hong's mind, and she finally understood why her father's expression changed drastically yesterday, and why he discussed matters with a group of elders until late at night.

Looking back at the ceremony, after my father conspired with the Lu family patriarch, he suddenly ordered the ceremony to end. This must have been because a major change had occurred at Xiaoyao Pavilion!

There was just one thing she couldn't understand: why would the important Xiaoyao Pavilion be built on the site of the Lu family ancestral hall?

Moreover, there wasn't a Nascent Soul Realm expert secretly protecting them, not even a Golden Core Realm expert.

Just based on Lufeng?

Wang Hong reported this matter to the Lu family's Supreme Elder, but why didn't the Lu family take immediate action?

Ji Duanyi stopped thinking about the conflict between Nascent Soul Realm beings; her presence would only cause trouble! Since her father wanted her to complete the wedding ceremony, he must have his reasons.

She couldn't help but look at Wang Hong. Did her father already know about his extraterrestrial identity? Then why didn't he tell her?

She suddenly smiled, reached out and grabbed Wang Hong's hand, mimicking his tone as she asked her second question, "Wang Hong, how did you, a mere Qi Refining cultivator, manage to kill Brother Jie?"

Whenever Wang Hong thought of Mo Jie, who was at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, dying at his hands, a sense of pride would well up within him.

Just by looking at this kid's treasures, you can tell how extraordinary he is!

"Broken Wing, because I have something big! The Holy Sword!" A huge Holy Sword appeared in Wang Hong's hand, which he handed to Ji Duanyi, letting her examine it carefully.

"How did this holy sword become so huge?" Ji Duanyi gently stroked the sword's blade, unable to discern its grade.

However, a treasure that can freely change size is certainly no ordinary item!

"Your treasure is indeed extraordinary, but it's far inferior to the Monkey King's Ruyi Jingu Bang!"

"The Monkey King? The Golden Cudgel?"

Wang Hong felt as if a thunderclap had exploded in his mind.

A crystal lamp, the Monkey King—could this really be the world described in Journey to the West? But why are there no clues in the images transmitted to him from the Broken Wing's Heart Field?

It seems that only important scenes that one has personally experienced can be conveyed from the heart.

Wang Hong's voice trembled slightly, "Duan Yi, tell me the story of the Monkey King."

Broken Wing patted Wang Hong's face, a hint of arrogance in his eyes: "The Great Sage Equaling Heaven is a legendary figure of our demon race, the most famous demon of all time!"

She was filled with longing and admiration, saying, "No demon can reach his level, whether in strength or status."

"Where is he now?"

Ji Duanyi looked at Wang Hong as if he were a fool. "He's already an immortal; he must have ascended to heaven!"

"Ascension?"

Wang Hong was confused. In the world of Journey to the West, whether it was Sun Wukong or Zhen Yuanzi, they were all immortal beings.

Ascension—where will you ascend to?

Heaven?

Or perhaps, Journey to the West only records the tip of the iceberg of this world.

Wang Hong recalled the Second Great Calamity mentioned by chance in the Holy Sword Database, the Qing Clan whose data was sealed, and Lu Huaiyuan, who must be above the Immortal Realm. Does ascension really exist?

"With broken wings, how can one become an immortal, how can one ascend to heaven?"

"Ancient tradition has it that after breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm, one reaches the realm of Human Immortal! And then one ascends to the Immortal Realm! However, for ten thousand years, no one has ever been heard of ascending!"

A strong smell of conspiracy wafts through the air...

Another ten thousand years! Wang Hong has lost count of how many times he has heard "ten thousand years"!

No one has become an immortal for ten thousand years; the Soul Devouring Technique from ten thousand years ago, Lu Huaiyuan from ten thousand years ago...

So many clues all point to that second great calamity!

Was the second great calamity ten thousand years ago?

Seeing Wang Hong deep in thought, Duan Yi couldn't help but chuckle, "Wang Hong, why think so much? Becoming an immortal is a long way off for you. You should focus on Foundation Establishment first!"

Putting aside his many thoughts, Wang Hong's most important task now was to find Lu Qingyuan as soon as possible!

We can discuss any questions later!

A brilliant light shone from between his brows, and the Heaven-Swallowing Glazed Lamp spun rapidly, flying to Ji Duanyi's side. Forcing a smile, he said, "Enough talk, my darling, let me show you another treasure of mine!"