After clearing the level, the fairies were reborn!

"Is that enough?" she asked. "If not, I can continue."

Xu Ze smiled.

He lowered his head and gently kissed her lips.

“That’s enough,” he said. “I’ve got it all in mind.”

Mu Yan narrowed her eyes and smiled like a cat that had stolen a fish.

"Then you must never be angry with me again."

"it is good."

Amidst the lava, the two embraced tightly.

The warm ocean currents around us swayed gently, like a mother's embrace, guarding this eternal moment.

At such an emotional moment.

A golden light suddenly surged out from Mu Yan's body.

The dazzling golden light instantly illuminated the entire lava world.

Xu Ze looked down.

A thin book slowly emerged from Mu Yan's chest.

The book was about the size of a palm, dark gold in color, with countless fine silver patterns flowing across its surface.

The patterns seemed to be alive, slowly moving and intertwining to form mysterious runes.

The body of the Secret Code of Heaven.

It emerged from Mu Yan's body and slowly floated towards Xu Ze.

"Is this the 'heavenly book'?"

Xu Ze reached out his hand.

The letter gently fell into his palm.

The Heavenly Book had transformed into a small jade slip, lying quietly in his palm.

The jade piece is only about an inch square, entirely white, and exudes a faint, warm luster.

"Hmm, why are there words on it?"

Xu Ze held Mu Yan in one arm and began to play with the jade slip in his hand with the other.

At first, he thought she had written her name on it.

But then I thought, wait a minute.

This celestial book is used to seal the divine fire, and the other party even wants to pass it on to the little girl...

Xu Ze stared intently, carefully examining the characters on it.

There is one character engraved on the front of the jade slip, and another character engraved on the back.

The front side features the character "玥" (yue), and the back side features the character "颜" (yan).

Xu Ze stared at those two words, stunned.

"Yue... Yan?"

He read it out softly.

Mu Yan leaned on his shoulder, looking at the jade slip, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

"Although I have returned the strange fire to you, I am truly powerless to help you with this 'container'."

"I'm afraid the only way is to go back to that academy and find its true owner..."

Xu Ze turned to look at her, and suddenly a clue from reality that he had never been able to figure out came to mind.

"Academy?"

Li Wenxiu, the third oldest in the dormitory, once found a place called 'Canghai Academy' in a cloud of mist.

However, after returning to the game world, Xu Ze inquired extensively in Beiju Luzhou and Zhongtu Xianzhou, but did not obtain any useful information.

It's actually in the world of the Heavenly Book from ten thousand years ago?!

Mu Yan remained silent for a moment before him.

"Yes."

She reached out and gently stroked the jade slip.

"Although I really don't want to see her again, that damn woman, it seems there's no other way..."

……

……

The Immortal Continent of the Central Plains.

The capital city.

The atmosphere on the training ground had reached a fever pitch.

Today is the third and most crucial day of the "Martial Arts Friendship" event.

The duels between the top cultivators from various continents saw victories and defeats on both sides over the past three days.

The competition between the four major families and various powerful clans has reached a fever pitch.

"It's her again..."

At that moment, the person standing on the stage made everyone hold their breath.

She wore a plain white dress, her black hair cascaded down her back, and her eyes and brows were as cold and aloof as frost.

Ding Wan.

She has won thirteen consecutive matches on this stage.

Thirteen matches, each one a crushing victory.

Now, whenever Ding Wan appears on stage, all that can be heard from the audience is the sound of swallowing hard, while her opponents look ashen-faced.

"A sword cultivator at the Void Refinement stage, with his sword intent fully developed, is someone whose strength even the clan heads present might not be confident of defeating, right?"

"Prime Minister Qin's daughter has excellent judgment; the cultivator she's befriended, named Xu Ze, is no ordinary person."

"I told you long ago, the person who could buy that mansion couldn't just be a nouveau riche, could he? He must have a very powerful background!"

"I just don't know where he is in person..."

In the VIP section, representatives from various powerful families and clans were engaged in lively discussion.

Hu Zhilan sat in her seat at the Hu residence, her face ashen.

She still can't believe that the woman next to that country bumpkin is actually so capable.

Even her own father, the Grand Commandant, said that this woman has the potential to become a sword immortal and should absolutely not be provoked.

So what is the relationship between Xu Ze and her?

"Hmph, he must just be this woman's servant, that must be it!"

"He might have even borrowed money to buy the Prince's mansion..."

Just as Hu Zhilan was secretly badmouthing Xu Ze in her heart.

Not far away.

Chapter 153 Just Friends

On the training ground, cheers rose like a tidal wave.

Ding Wan stood in the center of the arena, her long dress fluttering gently in the wind. The sword intent surrounding her was so tangible that it filled the entire arena with an invisible sense of pressure.

Opposite her was a swordsman from the Eastern Continent.

The swordsman wielded a nine-ringed broadsword, its blade covered in intricate runes, clearly a high-grade magical artifact.

But his face looked worse than if he were crying.

He had already witnessed the skills of this female swordswoman.

His previous thirteen opponents were all stronger than him, and he lost to each of them cleanly and decisively.

Three tricks.

At most three moves.

No one could withstand three moves from this woman.

"Are you ready?"

Ding Wan spoke, her voice as cold as frost.

The swordsman swallowed hard, gripped the hilt of his sword, and assumed a defensive stance.

"Please, please enlighten me, fairy..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ding Wan moved.

She didn't even draw her sword.

He simply pointed his fingers together like a sword and slashed through the air.

An invisible sword aura roared out.

The sword energy was as fast as lightning, fierce and unparalleled, instantly traversing dozens of feet and heading straight for the swordsman's face.

The swordsman's pupils constricted sharply as he desperately raised his sword to parry.

"clang--"

The sound of metal clashing was deafening.

The swordsman's nine-ringed broadsword snapped in two, the broken half spinning as it flew into the sky and embedded itself in a pillar at the edge of the arena, vibrating and humming.

The invisible sword energy, still powerful, grazed his cheek and left a deep gash several feet deep on the ground behind him.