bookcurios Chapter 2265
Chapter 2265
Jue Wuqing opened his mouth as if he had something left to say, but in the end, he let out a soft sigh and nodded in agreement: "I will handle this matter personally."
"Thank you, Sect Master." Chen Xuan bowed deeply to Jue Wuqing and the group of True Immortal Elders. With a flick of his robes, his figure transformed into a streak of light and sped towards Xuanxiao Star.
After Chen Xuan left, the dozen or so True Immortal Elders exchanged glances, their divine senses subtly intertwining.
"Sect Master, the Holy Lord of Yao Guang has sent several messages urging Lu Xueqi to return to Yao Guang Holy Land to undergo her tribulation, saying that he is worried about her undergoing the tribulation within the territory of my Jueqing Holy Land." A white-haired elder said in a deep voice, his tone tinged with helplessness.
“Yes, now that Nephew Chen Xuan is at this crucial juncture, he wants to summon Xia Jiuyou, the successor of the Nine Nether Holy Land. How could the Nine Nether Holy Lord easily agree?” another elder chimed in, his brows furrowed with worry.
After a moment of silence, Jue Wuqing's Immortal King aura slightly hardened, and he coldly snorted: "Hmph, they want to borrow the power of my Jueqing Holy Land and control the discourse? I will personally mediate this matter and see what kind of reasoning they can come up with!"
"Yes!" More than ten True Immortal Elders nodded in unison, their concerns slightly relieved—with the Immortal King personally intervening, this matter could most likely be resolved properly.
wow——
Above Xuanxiao Star, the void rippled slightly, and Chen Xuan's figure descended like an immortal. In a few steps, he traversed layers of clouds and arrived at the core of Longxia County—the Longxia Royal Palace.
Although the custom of hanging white silk for funerals in the mortal world has been abandoned, the Dragon Xia Royal Palace at this moment is filled with a deep-seated sorrow.
The guards and maids inside and outside the mansion were all dressed in plain white outfits, their brows furrowed with an unyielding sorrow. Even the evergreen spiritual plants in the courtyard seemed to have taken on a desolate air, their petals drooping slightly.
As soon as Chen Xuan landed, four concerned divine senses surged in like a tide.
The next moment, four figures rushed out of the inner hall. It was Piaoxue, who had already been promoted to a first-class celestial immortal, Qingtian Yu'er, Qiu Zixian, and Lu Xueqi, leaving only the original body.
"My husband... sob sob..."
Before they even got close, Qing Tianyu'er's choked sobs could be heard, filled with heart-wrenching pain.
They had spent the most time with Zhanxin, Zimo, and others, and their feelings for them were the deepest. Now that they saw Chen Xuan return in his true form, they could no longer suppress the grief that had been building up for so many days.
The two rushed to Chen Xuan, hugged his waist tightly, buried their faces in his chest, and tears rolled down like broken pearls, soaking his robes.
"I'm sorry, my husband... Zhanxin, Zimo and the others... they still couldn't make it through..." Qingtian Yu'er cried so hard she could barely breathe, her eyes swollen and red like walnuts, her voice hoarse and broken.
Qiu Zixian and Lu Xueqi stood aside, their faces solemn, their brows furrowed with guilt, feeling ashamed for failing to dissuade their sister and unable to face Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan was overwhelmed with grief, but he was the pillar of the family and the support of everyone.
In front of seniors like Jue Wuqing, he could cry out loud and vent his emotions freely; but when facing his Daoist partners, he had to force himself to remain calm—he didn't want this sorrow to spread further and hurt their hearts any more.
"I know everything." Chen Xuan stretched out his arms and hugged the two women tightly, his hands gently stroking their backs. His voice was gentle, yet tinged with a barely perceptible hoarseness.
"This is not your fault. Once you embark on the path of cultivation, defying the heavens, death and the dissipation of your cultivation are common occurrences, let alone the extremely dangerous first-class heavenly tribulation?"
"It's my bad luck...it's my bad luck to protect them..." Even though he tried to remain calm, Chen Xuan's voice trembled as he said these words, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably, dripping into Qing Tian Yu'er's hair.
Seeing Chen Xuan shed tears, Lu Xueqi and Qiu Zixian could no longer hold back, and tears also welled up in their eyes.
Human hearts are made of flesh and blood. Having spent so much time together, they had long since become like sisters. Zi Mo, Tian Xing, and the others treated them with respect and closeness, as both sisters and disciples seeking their guidance. That sincere affection was etched into their very bones.