Although Taixu Nine Heavens often have monts of "love and rivalry," at this mont, ng Wuyou's successful certification brings joy to Houtu's heart.
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In the Deep Chaos of All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds.
A gigantic purple lotus, unimaginably vast, gently sways amidst the endless Soul River.
Each petal seems like an independent universe, imprinted with endless Reincarnation Runes.
At the very mont ng Wuyou achieved success in her certification.
By the shore of the Soul River.
A young Daoist, dressed in a black-and-white Daoist robe, with a handso face and extraordinary deanor, suddenly paused his work.
He lifted his head and looked in surprise toward the direction of the Primordial True Realm.
"Eh?"
Wangchuan calculated with his fingers, and the surprise on his face instantly transford into sheer joy.
He excitedly slapped his leg and said with a gleaming smile to the shadow of the Reincarnation Purple Lotus:
"It's Big Sister! Big Sister has successfully certified!"
Wangchuan's face radiated genuine excitent and joy.
He waved towards the direction of the Primordial, expressing his feelings.
"Congratulations, Big Sister!"
The shadow of the Reincarnation Purple Lotus gently swayed, as if celebrating with him.
Wangchuan's smile remained bright.
He didn't imdiately choose to return to the Primordial to congratulate ng Wuyou in person.
He turned his head back and focused again on the endlessly expanding and surging Soul River before him.
A fiery spirit of determination burned in his eyes.
"Now, the Three Giants of Netherworld have all certified successfully."
"I must not hold everyone back!"
An imnse excitent flooded Wangchuan's heart, making him feel full of boundless energy.
He waved grandly towards the shadow of the Reincarnation Purple Lotus.
"Purple Lotus, let's go!"
"Continue to explore and expand!"
With that, he stepped directly onto the surging waters of the Soul River.
His and the Lotus's figures quickly disappeared into the vast chaos, leaving only a trail of laughter full of energy and heroism, echoing over the Soul River for a long ti.
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Dream Palace.
When the vast rit Golden Light integrated into ng Wuyou's body.
Two familiar figures quietly appeared before her.
Xuanqing wore his everyday attire, spotless, with a gentle smile like a calm breeze on his face.
He looked at ng Wuyou and gently nodded.
"Congratulations, Wuyou."
His voice was like a spring breeze, calming the mind.
Ming River strode over with bold steps.
"Not bad, not bad!"
His tone carried unabashed admiration.
"This aura is even more harmonious and powerful than I imagined."
"It seems Xuanqing's previous theories have truly been helpful to you!"
ng Wuyou heard their congratulations, and amusent danced in her bright almond-shaped eyes, rippling like water.
She playfully winked at the two of them.
"Of course."
She extended her delicate fingers, akin to tender bamboo shoots, and gently tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, gracefully and naturally.
"Co on, to celebrate my successful return, I will brew tea for you personally today."
"I have quite a collection of supre Immortal Tea brewed from the sweetest dreams of all beings."
ng Wuyou's smile blossod like a radiant rose, enchanting to the utmost.
Xuanqing and Ming River, hearing this, naturally agreed happily.
The three strolled leisurely through the Dream Palace, constructed by whimsical thoughts.
They arrived at a pavilion.
Here, the tables and chairs were carved from warm Dream Crystals, exuding a faint fragrance.
Countless Dream Elves with butterfly wings played around, scattering specks of light like fireflies.
ng Wuyou raised her hand, and a set of exquisitely crafted tea utensils silently appeared on the table.
"Little Tea!"
ng Wuyou called out softly.
She took a handful of crystalline tea leaves.
Those tea leaves, each seed like a piece of solidified starry sky, sparkling with enchanting light.
Then, she led over a stream of "Wuyou Spring Water" flowing down from the source of the Dream Star River.
The spring water, clear and sweet, possessed a mystical power to cleanse the soul.
Soon, a waft of delightful tea aroma rose, perating the tea area.
ng Wuyou poured a cup of clear green tea for Xuanqing and Ming River respectively.
In that cup, there seed to be endless phantoms that appeared and disappeared, captivating the soul with just a glance.
"Co, taste it."
She said, smiling brightly.
Xuanqing lifted his teacup and took a gentle sip.
A hard-to-describe sweetness and tranquility spread from his tongue to the depths of his Divine Soul.
As if in that instant, all his fatigue and worries were thoroughly cleansed away.
"Good tea."
He sincerely praised.
Ming River drank deeply, with a bold and unrestrained deanor.
He smacked his lips, showing a highly satisfied expression.
"Refreshing!"
"Wuyou, your tea has a distinct flavor compared to the Asura Strong Wine brewed in my Blood Sea."
The three enjoyed the tea, in a warm and harmonious atmosphere.
After chatting for a while, a serious expression suddenly appeared on ng Wuyou's face.
She looked at Xuanqing, her bright almond eyes shining with the light of inquiry and exploration.
"Xuanqing."
She softly spoke, her voice as gentle and distant as the rain of Jiangnan.
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