Xue Zhuyong’s emotional turmoil underwent a process from high tension to astonishment.
Because he had just witnessed, Mo Yan, while unconscious, complete his breakthrough from a Foundation Establishment Cultivator to a Golden Core Cultivator.
In other words, if someone were to ask Mo Yan how he broke through to the Golden Core, his answer would probably be that he fell asleep and, upon waking up, had condensed a Golden Core.
Utterly preposterous.
Afterward, Xue Zhuyong thought of Mo Yan’s age.
A twenty-year-old Golden Core Cultivator?
Xue Zhuyong clicked his tongue in amazement and also felt a bit proud.
In this world, there should be hardly anyone whose talent for cultivation surpasses that of my son, right?
Since Mo Yan’s injuries had all healed and his cultivation had even made a great rank breakthrough, reaching an unprecedented peak state, he should be waking up soon, right?
Xue Zhuyong hoped so in his heart.
Seeing that the Netherfire all over Mo Yan’s body had dissipated, he finally no longer hesitated, helping Mo Yan up from the cracked ground while taking out a set of clothes from his Storage Ring to put on him.
——Due to being consumed by Netherfire, Mo Yan’s clothing had long turned to ashes; he was now in the nude, his new skin as lustrous and fair as jade, inciting envy even among women.
However, before Xue Zhuyong could see Mo Yan awaken, his gaze suddenly sharpened, his face taking on an alert expression.
Because his Divine Sense detected two people rapidly approaching this place.
Could it be the Jiaolong Demon King?
No, that’s not right.
Xue Zhuyong swiftly dismissed the thought.
The aura of Demon Beasts is very distinct from that of the Human Race, and the incoming auras were clearly not of the Demon Clan.
Could they be the natives of this realm?
Due to Mo Yan’s terrible condition, though he had been in this mysterious place for several hours, he still had not had the chance to properly investigate the area and was unaware of the specifics here.
But the few breaths long transmission process through the spatial passageway had made it clear to him that they had arrived within a small world isolated from the outside.
If the incoming people were indeed the natives of this world, perhaps he could glean useful information from them to help him and Mo Yan leave this realm.
The worrying part was if the visitors bore ill will.
As he pondered, two small figures had already appeared in the distant sky.
Yet, the wary expression on Xue Zhuyong’s face shifted gradually into astonishment as the two figures grew larger.
The two streaks of light stopped before him, and as the Spiritual Light faded, the people within revealed themselves.
"How could it be you?" Xue Zhuyong furrowed his brows, utterly puzzled.
The two who landed before him were a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in an elegant, regal robe and an extremely handsome young man.
Xue Zhuyong recognized both of them.
Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian.
"We came looking for you," Lu Qingshan explained, a trace of joy flashing through his heart.
Indeed, he had not expected to find Xue Zhuyong and the others so smoothly.
However, Lu Qingshan’s attention was drawn once more toward the unconscious Mo Yan, sensing the aura emanating from him, he was filled with shock and awe, "Master Mo, what happened to you? What occurred before?"
He clearly remembered that before falling into the Spiritual Abyss, Mo Yan was consumed by Netherfire, on the brink of death.
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And now, in less than a few hours, his injuries were gone, and he had even overcome his Foundation Establishment to reach the Golden Core Realm.
"I’m not entirely clear about the specifics myself; we’ll have to wait for him to wake up and see what he has to say," replied Xue Zhuyong, who then briefly shared the situation with Lu Qingshan.
"This must be the Life’s Flame Spirit’s automatic recognition of its master," stated Qin Yitian after hearing Xue Zhuyong’s account. "However, as such a revered Netherfire, why it would so readily acknowledge a Foundation Establishment Cultivator as its master is beyond my knowledge."
Lu Qingshan’s eyes flickered slightly as he nodded his head in agreement.
Just then, Mo Yan’s tightly closed eyes suddenly began to tremble slightly.
"He’s waking up!" exclaimed Xue Zhuyong.
A few breaths later, Mo Yan’s eyes slowly opened.
What shocked everyone was that two colors of flame, blue and red, burst forth from Mo Yan’s opened eyes.
These two flames were precisely the Cold Spirit Fire and Red Lotus Fire that Mo Yan had cultivated and controlled.
The two colored flames completely obscured Mo Yan’s originally black-as-ink pupils.
At this moment, Mo Yan had a deep blue in his left eye, and his right turned to a fiery red, like yin and yang, giving off an incredibly strange appearance.
However, this eeriness did not last long; after a moment, both flames receded, and Mo Yan’s pupils returned to their normal color.
"Lu Daoist, Qin Daoist?" As Mo Yan opened his eyes, he was shocked to see the faces of Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian, "How did you come to be here?"
Qin Yitian glanced at Xue Zhuyong, whose face also showed a questioning look, and stepped forward to explain the reasons and details of their mission.
"Jiaolong Island, it’s actually transformed by the Spirit Beast Longevity Whale?!" Even the composed Xue Zhuyong couldn’t help but exclaim upon hearing this astounding secret, and Mo Yan was equally shaken.
"Yes, the Spiritual Abyss is the breath exchange port of the Longevity Whale," Lu Qingshan nodded and confirmed: "That’s why you both, after falling into the Spiritual Abyss, ended up in this small world."
"Such a mystical place, yet Lu Daoist and Qin Daoist were willing to risk entering to save us..." Mo Yan was at a loss for words, not sure what to say.