Sheng Xiao did not talk much when he was drawing. He was very focused. Yu Huang had been busy Purifying Spirits these days, so she was exhausted. As she was sitting under the warm sun and listening to Sheng Xiao’s breathing, she leaned against the tree and fell asleep.

After Sheng Xiao finished drawing, he sent a screenshot to Yu Huang. Then, he switched on the video call. He wanted to hear Yu Huang’s opinion, but he realized that she had fallen asleep.

She was holding her phone even when she was asleep. The end of the phone was slightly tilted, and only half of her face could be seen.

How tired was she to fall asleep during the video call?

Sheng Xiao felt sorry for her.

He flew down from the tree and sat down against the thick tree trunk. He waited for Yu Huang for an hour before waking her up when he heard that her phone was running out of battery.

“Stop sleeping.”

Yu Huang jolted awake.

Yu Huang felt apologetic when she realized that she had fallen asleep during the video call. “I’m sorry. I haven’t had much rest recently. I couldn’t help but fall asleep.” She rubbed her face and asked Sheng Xiao, “Are you done?”

“Yes.” Sheng Xiao said, “I’ve sent you the picture.”

Yu Huang nodded. “Let me take a look.”

She opened the WeChat chat page and saw the hand-drawn picture that Sheng Xiao had sent her. She opened the picture and saw herself.

After taking a closer look at the person in the picture, Yu Huang told Sheng Xiao, “Whether it was when I was on Earth or when the Host was filming, I never had this look.”

Yu Huang calmly analyzed, “The last time you recalled this scene was in the Cong Lang Mystic Realm. This time, you remembered it again. One time can be said to be an illusion, but after two times, it must be real.”

Yu Huang thought about how Sheng Xiao had lost his memory in the Central Pagoda. She made a bold guess. “You never asked me this question before you participated in the Central Pagoda challenge. Everything happened after the Central Pagoda challenge. You must have seen me like this in the Central Pagoda.”

Yu Huang stared at the women’s attire in the image and said, “The person in the painting doesn’t have the clothing style of the Holy Spirit Continent. It might be the clothing style of the other continents in the Upper World. Why don’t we check the clothing styles of the three thousand worlds? There might be unexpected gains.”

Sheng Xiao nodded. “My thoughts are similar to yours.”

“Oh, right.” Sheng Xiao remembered something. He told Yu Huang, “The Saint Tomb will open in two months. You can come with me after the wedding.”

“Saint Tomb?” Yu Huang asked, “What is that place?”

Yu Huang’s phone was out of battery. Sheng Xiao wanted to talk to her about something else, so he said, “Supremacy Lin knows. Ask him.”

“Okay.”

Sheng Xiao told Yu Huang, “Our wedding is in 38 days. I will be leaving Wind Blade Mountain in half a month. I will pick you up at Broken Cliff.”

Yu Huang said, “I’ll try my best to break through to Level 4 within half a month.”

“It’s fine. I can go to Broken Cliff to accompany you. It’s fine even if I’m late for a few days. After all, there are people in the clan helping to prepare for the wedding.”

“Okay.”

Just as Yu Huang said that, her phone automatically switched off.

When Sheng Xiao saw that Yu Huang had cut off the video call, he knew that her phone was out of battery. He smiled and walked toward Sheng Yang with his phone.

Sheng Yang was fighting with someone over the core of a level-three demon beast.

Sheng Xiao stood on a tree and watched for a while. When Sheng Yang finally got the core, he walked to her and showed her the video call record.

Sheng Yang panted heavily. She asked angrily, “What are you doing?!” Seeing that he did not help even after she was beaten up, she sarcastically thought that Sheng Xiao was really the best brother in the world.

Sheng Xiao said, “Nothing. Let me show you my call history with your sister-in-law.”

Sheng Yang gritted her teeth and scolded, “Bastards!”

Sheng Xiao showed off PDA and flew to the peak of the mountain. A group of people were attacking a level-seven demon beast. He wanted to join in the fun.

…

Yu Huang took her phone and returned to the cave.

After Lin Jiansheng broke through to level nine, he suddenly lost the motivation to cultivate.

Xuan Ye had spent decades and was still a Level 9 Purifying Spirit Master. He had yet to break through, and his experience made Lin Jiansheng feel hopeless.

Lin Jiansheng had been living quite a comfortable life these days. He had a few tipsy ways of doing things. His daily life was to drink a little wine and teach Kong Qing how to write.

When Yu Huang returned, Lin Jiansheng was teaching Kong Qing how to read.

“You’re back?” Lin Jiansheng glanced at her. He turned around and continued writing on the stone slab. “Did you call Sheng Xiao?”

“Yeah.”

Lin Jiansheng picked up the wine in his bowl and took a sip. He said to Kong Qing, “This word is love. Love your home, love your country, love your lover. When you grow up, Kong Qing, you will understand what love is.”

Kong Qing raised his head and looked at Lin Jiansheng. He smiled sweetly at Lin Jiansheng and said, “I love Daddy.”

Lin Jiansheng rubbed Kong Qing’s head. “You’re really smart.”

When Yu Huang heard Kong Qing’s words, she also laughed. “Kong Qing is quite sweet. This child will definitely be popular with girls when he grows up.”

Kong Qing chuckled. “I don’t want girls to like me. I want Daddy to like me.”

“Daddy’s boy.”

Kong Qing did not understand what that meant, so he did not pursue the matter. He picked up a small stone and continued to practice writing on the stone slab.

Yu Huang walked to the bonfire and sat down. She took out a roasted potato from the fire and peeled it while asking Lin Jiansheng, “Mentor, what is the Saint Tomb?”

“Saint Tomb?” Lin Jiansheng told her. “Every continent has a Saint Tomb. The Saint Tomb is where the emperors of that continent are buried after they die.”

When she heard this, Yu Huang asked, “How many Prime Masters are buried in the Divine Realm Continent’s Saint Tomb?”

“Eight.”

“So many?” Yu Huang said, “Cong Lang Mystic Realm only has Prime Emperor Cong Lang alone, and he has already attracted tens of thousands of Beast Tamers to participate. Then wouldn’t this Saint Tomb be even more powerful?”

“This is different,” Lin Jiansheng explained. “Prime Emperor Cong Lang is a Prime Emperor powerhouse. He is the closest existence to a Divine Master. Moreover, only Prime Emperors who have comprehended the power of the Divine Master can transform into a Spirit Gathering Tree after death. Although there are eight Prime Masters buried in the Saint Tomb, not a single Prime Emperor has comprehended the power of the Divine Master.”

“The reason why Prime Emperor Cong Lang’s fame is so great is because this Prime Emperor had almost become a Divine Master.” Anything related to Divine Masters had an extraordinary reputation.

“The Saint Tomb opens once every 30 years. The situation is tense right now. In order to enhance the strength of the disciples in the Divine Realm Continent, the great family clans might open it ahead of time.”

Yu Huang would not ask about the Saint Tomb for no reason. Lin Jiansheng guessed the reason and said, “Why? Sheng Xiao asked you to go with him?”

“That’s right.” This was the first time Yu Huang had heard of the existence of a Saint Tomb, so she didn’t know much about it. At the same time, she wanted to get some information from Lin Jiansheng. “Mentor, can you tell me about this Saint Tomb in detail?”

Lin Jiansheng shrugged his shoulders and said, “I’m not a disciple of a large family clan, so I don’t have the chance to enter the Saint Tomb. However, I heard from your father about some matters regarding the Saint Tomb.”

“Huh?”

Lin Jiansheng said slowly, “The Saint Tomb is guarded by the major families of the Divine Realm Continent. Only the core disciples of the major families are allowed to enter. Legend has it that those who are lucky enough can even receive the energy bestowment of a certain Prime Master. However, the disciples who can receive the energy bestowment are actually direct descendants of the major families.”

“There are two Yin Clan seniors buried in the Saint Tomb. Back then, your father obtained the gift of energy from one of the seniors and broke through from the middle stage of the Master Realm to the Supreme Master Realm.”

Lin Jiansheng stroked the newly grown short beard on his chin, narrowed his eyes, and said, “You have to go to the Saint Tomb! You have outstanding talent. Perhaps your Yin Clan’s Old Ancestor will be happy and give all his energy to you!”

The Spiritual Qi given would be completely mild and without any side effects. It would be a waste if she did not want it!

Yu Huang was also slightly tempted, but she thought of something else and revealed a worried expression. “But Mentor, once I successfully obtain the gift of that senior, the truth of my Yin bloodline will be exposed.”

“What’s there to be afraid of? You’re the only dual cultivator on the continent. You have the support of a level 9 Purifying Spirit Master and the Sheng Clan. Why would you be afraid of Yin Mingchong?” Lin Jiansheng stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave with his hands behind his back.

He gazed towards the distance and sighed. “After hiding for so long, it’s time to return to the Yin Clan! Yin Mingchong has occupied those things that shouldn’t belong to him for too long, and it’s time for him to spit them out!”

Yu Huang’s bloodline was affected by her emotions when she heard that. Her blood instantly boiled.