After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

Shi Yanyou still remembers the miserable state of the Pure Color Mandala as it struggled out of the power of the [Happy Heaven].

He was the supreme demon.

She could barely even stand up.

They could only lie there curled up, at the mercy of others.

What would happen if I used this power on ordinary people?

Shi Yan felt that the outcome was probably already obvious.

It'll break, won't it?

They'll be condemned to eternal damnation, eventually turning into a pile of rotten flesh that can only babble.

Even the power that the Paranirmitavasavartin could not withstand.

How can it possibly work on ordinary people?

Unless it was a critical moment, Shi Yan felt that he could not wield this "authority" under any circumstances.

certainly--

What constitutes a critical juncture is entirely up to the teacher's subjective judgment.

Just like when we were in Jiameng City—

If Wenren wrote about it, he would secretly enter the realm of Aokiji.

The teacher would also consider it a critical juncture.

Casually pulling on a light white robe adorned with white cloud patterns, Shi Yan turned and gently kissed Xia Xia's forehead.

Soft strands of hair fell down, touching the girl's cheek.

Xiaxia frowned slightly.

The teacher stood up.

This robe was probably a style brought by the ruler of Loulan.

Although it looks like a proper long robe from one side, on the other side... the girl's delicate shoulder is half-exposed, and her entire snow-white arm is exposed to the air.

Shi Yan didn't seem to mind much.

As long as Xiaxia likes it.

Wearing such a robe... Shi Yan had no choice but to obediently put on a chest binder.

As for... the right arm exposed in the air?

Shi Yan shook the ornament that Lady Wenwan had given her on her right hand.

It was a delicate silver chain on her wrist, and at the other end of the chain was a small ring on the girl's middle finger.

It is said that it contains the full power of a cultivator at the Enlightenment Realm.

Besides that earth-shattering, awe-inspiring attack, this accessory has some other uses.

for example...

The smooth fingernails gradually covered Shi Yan's hands and arms, and only stopped when they were almost up to his shoulders.

A slender silver ring was positioned one hand below the shoulder.

The silver chain swayed.

It's quite appropriate.

She lazily stretched, bidding farewell to Xia Xia, who was still fast asleep and unconscious, once again because of the rapid breakthrough in her Snow Cold Skill cultivation.

He got up and left.

The girl's half-naked shoulders and back view were alluring.

Unfortunately... the girl inside the room could no longer see it.

perhaps--

Not at all.

Xiaxia, who should have been fast asleep and unconscious, was trembling slightly and shaking a little.

She waited—

Waiting for the sound of the door opening, waiting for the sound of the door closing.

I dare not open my eyes.

It seems that as soon as I open my eyes, tears will involuntarily flow down my face.

But she waited and waited until the room was silent, and it seemed that only her sobs could be heard.

There was no sound of the door opening or closing.

Xiaxia opened her eyes.

The room was empty.

Aside from that distinct...sisterly scent.

Once again... I'm all alone.

"Well..."

My sister is like a gust of wind.

It disappeared again without a sound.

"Waaaaah..." Unable to contain herself any longer, Xiaxia grabbed the pillow—the pillow her sister had used.

She buried her face in her pillow, letting her tears soak it.

In the courtyard, Shi Yan suddenly stopped walking.

Wanting to turn back... but in the end, all I could do was give up.

It's already too much to ask a girl to endure a single separation.

If we turn back now, it will only make her experience another separation.

"Master Shiyan—" The fox girl holding a Samoyed bowed to Shiyan.

Her gaze was fixed entirely on Shi Yan's shoulder.

Although... I've seen it before when serving Master Shiyan during his bath and dressing.

But the current situation.

Master Shiyan's shoulders seemed to glow like jade under the sunlight.

The fox girl's tail was practically wagging into a phantom.

Besides Bai Xiaoxiao, the womb-mandala, who was sleeping soundly in her room with the little Pixiu, also opened her eyes.

She looked in the direction of the door.

Then, with a somewhat dim look in his eyes, he pulled down his collar.

A line of cloud patterns landed in a very conspicuous position.

She couldn't possibly show off like Shi Yan... She suddenly raised her eyes.

It seems... it's not entirely impossible?

The mark left by the teacher is quite beautiful.

At least compared to the mask-like floral pattern of that guy Jing Se, it's a million times better looking.

Ah!

The little demon nodded its head.

She perked up again, and the tuft of hair on her forehead swayed back and forth.

Master Yan only planned to bring his daughter Ba and the Pure Color Mandala with him on this trip to Qingzhou.

The reason for bringing a pure-colored mandala...

Besides the so-called "Tomb of Loulan," there is also the fact that Shi Yan doesn't feel comfortable placing the pure-colored mandala next to anyone.

They could have all been thrown into Yinghua City.

But... the Pure Color Mandala happens to have a grudge against the Fairy of the Jade Terrace.

Thinking of Hua Xiangrong's appearance, which seemed to be cut from the same mold as the Fairy of Yaotai, Shi Yan could only give up in the end.

She led the Pure Color Mandala and the little girl Ba toward the tavern.

The master's words were accustomed to being transmitted.

Shi Yan found it unacceptable to ask her to take the Sky Boat again.

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Nanjun City, Kyushu Passenger Transport Center.

The woman, completely wrapped in a cloak, was holding a large handful of 'tickets'.

The 'ticket' was noticeably thicker than last time.

Apart from the Sky Boat ticket from Jiameng City to Nanjun City last time.

This time... she spent a fortune again, buying one ticket for every single flight of every Skyship that traveled from Nanjun City to Qingzhou over the past few days.

She had done thorough calculations and investigations—

It was confirmed that none of the blue pheasants stayed in Nanjun City this time.

If Shi Yan wanted to travel from Nanjun City to Qingzhou, besides flying himself, the only other option was to take a celestial boat.

Teleportation talisman?

It's too far, absolutely impossible.