Published: March 8, 2025
"I have a brother named Gu Duxing. Once injured, it leads to irreversible calamity, so I must remain unhurt. Therefore, I have a brother named Dong Wushang. The secrets of heaven are hard to predict, and I have a brother named Mo Tianji. The winds of fate are unpredictable, so I have a brother named Ao Xieyun, as the path ahead may be blocked at any moment. If one cannot conquer the enemy, one will end up lonely for life. Hehe, I also have two other brothers, one named Rocky Luo and the other named Ji Mo. Sometimes, even finding someone to talk to can be impossible..."
Chu Yang smiled warmly, "My junior brother’s name is Tan Tan."
"And as long as we overcome all of this, it will be like the blooming jade flower, with the sun rising in the east." Chu Yang smiled, "My other brother is named Xie Danqiong; as for me, Chu Yang, I represent the rising sun!"
Chu Yang smiled faintly, a deep yearning visible in his eyes as he looked at Zixie Qing, "Don't you think that's quite a coincidence?"
Zixie Qing couldn't help but be shocked for a moment, then laughed, "Indeed, it is quite a coincidence."
After pondering for a while, she asked, "Are all of them your best brothers?"
"Yes, they are all my good brothers!" Chu Yang replied seriously.
"If one day you can transcend Nine Heavens... transcend Nine Heavens..." Zixie Qing repeated twice but fell silent.
Chu Yang also became a bit quiet, "By saying all this, does it mean your dao realm power is almost sufficient? Are you about to leave?"
Zixie Qing was silent for a very long time before she gently spoke, "I'm still lacking a tiny bit, but I should be able to make up for it at any moment."
Chu Yang worriedly said, "But if you are in another place and lose your dao realm power, what will you do?"
Zixie Qing smiled, her warm gaze settled on Chu Yang, "Chu Yang, where does the dao realm power come from?"
Chu Yang was taken aback, "Where does it come from?" He had never thought about that question.
"The dao realm power is actually the power of the great dao void. Only when a person's spirit is highly concentrated and harmonized with the heavens and earth, will they be able to draw down the power of the great dao void through their personal spiritual domain, turning it into their own."
"Each continent is like a large lid, shielding the great dao void from the outside. Because once it's opened, the people on the ground will float up and be unable to survive."
"As long as I break this barrier, I will step into the endless great dao void! Anytime, anywhere, even a single breath will be filled with boundless and inexhaustible void dao power."
Zixie Qing looked at Chu Yang seriously, "Chu Yang... remember, only when a person reaches that level can they barely be called a 'master'!"
"This is the reason I am somewhat uninterested in this world. Just like you now, if you had to watch a group of ants fight every day, you would also find it uninteresting."
"True masters! The power of the great dao void..." A hint of longing appeared in Chu Yang's eyes.
"Chu Yang, if I leave..." Zixie Qing's gaze suddenly flashed with a wave of emotion.
"When you leave, you must tell me." Chu Yang said gravely, "I will send you off!"
Zixie Qing's throat moved a couple of times, as if wanting to say something, but in the end, she only said, "Alright."
"In fact, all this time, being bullied by you and being beaten up every day has truly brought me endless benefits. Although I sometimes curse at you... But if you really leave, I think I will feel a bit..."
Chu Yang smiled, a hint of melancholy in his expression.
"What will you feel?" Zixie Qing asked.
"I might feel a bit relieved, haha..." Chu Yang's thoughts shifted, and he swallowed the words he was meant to say, replacing them with another phrase.
Zixie Qing bit her lip, glancing at him, then a smile appeared on her face, "It seems I need to train you well during this time."
The two exchanged smiles.
After a long while, Zixie Qing stood up and said, "I'm going to lie down for a while." Without waiting for Chu Yang's response, she turned and left, her form graceful and light, disappearing like a flash of white cloth.