He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

Chapter 138 You'll be fine no matter what...

Having just finished their tender moment, Fu Xun was still very happy. He approached her, not caring that she had run away, and pulled her into his arms before asking, "Senior Sister, why not?"

He struggled but couldn't move. Leng Huan stopped, looked up at him, and said, "I told you the secret that day, do you really not believe me?"

Fu Xun thought for a moment, not quite understanding, "Is it an inner demon?"

Leng Huan shook his head, his sideburns brushing against his chin, making him feel ticklish.

"I have no inner demons. Fu Xun, do you... know about past lives and present lives?"

Fu Xun frowned: "Reincarnation and cultivation again?"

Leng Huan shook his head again: "No."

"It's the kind of life where you live in another realm as another person, and then suddenly, due to an accident, you end up in another realm living as another person."

She explained slowly and softly, her voice tinged with melancholy, "It feels like a dream, yet so real... I... am sometimes a little confused..."

This was the only explanation she could think of over the years. Perhaps she was a soul that had wandered into the world by mistake—the ancient kingdom of a thousand years ago, and the world of immortals and demons now, she might have accidentally wandered into both.

The longer she stayed in this world, the more blurred her past memories became. She was actually very reluctant to leave and missed it, but she gradually stopped remembering Leng Qing's face.

Even the inner demon tribulation was only roughly revealed.

So many years have passed.

—Before I knew it, the spring grass by the pond was already dreaming; before the steps, the paulownia leaves were already rustling in the autumn breeze.

In a daze, she felt a warm touch on her cheek and realized that she had shed tears. Fu Xun was kissing them away; it was the warmth of his lips.

"Senior sister, perhaps that was a dream during your cultivation. The world is vast and full of wonders; a world within a flower can be like a dream, which can be considered cultivation. But now that you're here, will you stay with me forever?" Fu Xun seemed to understand, yet also seemed not to, but that didn't stop him from comforting the sad person. And that was truly what he believed.

Is it the Three Thousand Realms, the Three Thousand Great Dreams?

Leng Huan looked up at him with her watery eyes, "Don't you mind that I'm weird, and sometimes have a bad temper? And... I was just lying to you?"

Fu Xun hugged her and gave her a light kiss: "I don't mind if you're weird, you can look at anything, but you can't lie to me."

Leng Huan pushed him away: "Don't have too many expectations of me. I'm just an ordinary person who lived in a normal realm without spiritual power, and I was even a man..."

In a moment of utter despair, he said, "Having a baby is just too incredible, do you understand now?"

Leng Huan's expression turned wicked: "Perhaps one day I will become a demon."

Fu Xun: "..." I think I understand a little.

He said seriously, "Senior sister, you just had a dream and gained a strange memory. In any case, you are you now."

A gentle breeze caressed my face; the wilderness was desolate.

Unexpectedly, the problem that had troubled her for so long in this fantastical world could be explained so easily by Fu Xun, a native.

Suddenly realizing something in silence, Leng Huan hesitated. Three thousand worlds, three thousand illusions, splitting the soul and refining the spirit—could it really be like this?

Do not!

No, no, no...

Leng Huan looked at him expressionlessly: "Leng Huanxue is Leng Huanxue, and Leng Huan is Leng Huan."

She would never deny her origins. Apart from the memories related to cultivation, she had almost forgotten most of Leng Huanxue's memories from those ten-plus years.

What interesting and fun memories do people who grow up in a prestigious family and are always either cultivating themselves or obsessed with romance have?

He is not as good as that boy who was born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze. He has traveled all over the world, through spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Although I've traveled the world, I still play video games when I get home. I feel that there's no place like home, but a fulfilling and simple life is something I miss dearly.

Fu Xun was speechless for a moment.

She wants to distinguish between her life and her memories, and that's fine, as long as she doesn't lie to him and doesn't think about leaving.

But—after she said that, Fu Xun wanted her to…have a child even more.

Even if she doesn't love him, she's so soft-hearted that she'll definitely love her child. After all, a mother and child are connected at heart, so wouldn't he be able to gain status through his son?

Fu Xun felt a little guilty as such a thought secretly crossed his mind.

She might be a shooting star that heaven accidentally dropped on him. No matter what she is like, Fu Xun is like a thief who has accidentally stolen a priceless treasure. He is a little happy, a little apprehensive, and even more surprised.

And they were determined to cherish it, so that no one could covet it, and even the treasure itself could not escape.

A summer breeze came from afar, carrying away the two people's different thoughts. Leng Huan gathered his slightly disheveled long hair, looked at the undulating waves of grass in front of him, and sighed deeply.

A thousand sails pass by the sunken ship; the affairs of the world flow on and cannot be stopped.

Whatever.

Regardless of the present, the past, or the future, she is who she is.

Fu Xun held her waist tightly, and after talking for a long time, Leng Huan didn't know if it was because he was a clueless country bumpkin or if he really didn't understand what she was trying to say. It was as if he was about to say outright that she was a soul from another world.

"Fu Xun, are you sure you won't regret this?"

"No. Regardless of whether you are male or female, even if you are a demon or a monster, you are mine."

Fu Xun's gaze gently caressed her face, as if trying to see through her body to her soul. Suddenly, he reached out and tucked the hair ribbon that had fallen in front of her behind her head, asking with a smile, "Senior Sister, which day do you think would be suitable for the joint marriage ceremony?"

"You really are..." When you're hungry, you'll eat any monster or demon. After silently cursing him, Leng Huan shook his head with mixed feelings.

"...The ceremony probably won't be held for the time being. It will have to wait until after the Ascension Realm."

Fu Xun was taken aback: "The Immortal Ascension Realm? It won't open for another six months, but there really isn't enough time to hold a ceremony. Senior Sister wants to go to the realm?"

"Yes, we need to set off now."

Seeing that she had already made plans, Fu Xun felt a little regretful that he couldn't return to his sect immediately.

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The Ascension Realm is a high-level secret realm, opening once every fifty years for three years at a time. At least a Golden Core cultivator can enter, and a secret realm key—the Ascension Token—is also required.

Most importantly, the Flying Immortal Realm is located in the Southern Continent, which is very far away. The nearest teleportation channel is still in the Eastern Leap Immortal City.

After a few days,

Nearby Lansu City, after seeing Leng Yan and her companion off, Leng Huan rushed off to Dongyue Immortal City without stopping.

It is said that each continent has a great immortal city in a suitable location near the sea on all four sides, with a special long-distance teleportation array set up to connect with other continents and exchange goods.

Moreover, this teleportation array is not a direct route; you need to be teleported to the next location, requiring two or three, or even four or five transfers.

It's incredibly expensive! Only those with high cultivation levels and plenty of spirit stones can travel to other continents; otherwise, it's fraught with danger and their wallets can't keep up.

As for who maintains this large teleportation array?

Leng Huan looked at the cultivators coming and going in the teleportation plaza. Apart from the Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators, they were all traveling and doing business with various forces, such as the Star Picking Merchant Guild and the Wind Sound Pavilion.

Each continent has its own unique customs and products, which naturally creates a need for exchange. This is the trade route that major powers rely on for development. Behind the maintenance of the teleportation array are naturally the major powers and super sects.

Maintaining the teleportation array is also quite expensive, so those who need to "hitch a ride" pay a considerable amount in spirit stones—

"I never imagined that a trip to another continent would cost 100,000 spirit stones, and a round trip would cost 200,000 to 300,000." Leng Huan secretly gasped, touching his brass bracelet. No wonder many cultivators never left the Eastern Sea Continent in their entire lives.

The teleportation channel is extremely important, serving as a supply line for support from various continents during wartime. Since the Battle of Hongyuan, very few people have been able to travel by sea. The sea routes are long and fraught with deep-sea monsters, making them extremely dangerous; one wrong step and you could be buried at the bottom of the sea.

The two stood hand in hand at the entrance of the square. Of course, it was Fu Xun who held her hand. He looked away and nodded at her: "The distance is too far. People won't go out if their cultivation level isn't high enough."

Being in an unfamiliar place, if you were to perish there, no one would even know.

“Yes.” Leng Huan dragged him up the steps. “Come on, let’s go take a look.”

Fu Xun let her be, only saying, "Senior sister, it's dangerous outside, don't leave my side."

Leng Huan nodded: "Of course not, with you as my backer, why not take advantage of it!"

Fu Xun's heart stirred slightly: "It's good that Senior Sister thinks that way."

This teleportation array was extremely stable. Two people put enough spirit stones into the mouth of the Taotie puppet, which was as tall as a person. The Taotie's eyes flashed with blue light, and the array lit up.

As soon as they stepped inside, a blinding light shone brightly. Leng Huan subconsciously grabbed the person next to her. Perhaps because of her high cultivation level, she felt no discomfort, only a feeling of spatial pulling, and soon her eyes were bright.

This is an island in the sea, a city, and the air is thick with the smell of the sea. After following the guide for a while, we arrived at the transfer station... the teleportation array, where we fed the gluttonous beast as before.

Each teleport costs approximately tens of thousands of spirit stones. Since Leng Huan and his group came from Dongyue City, which is a slightly shorter distance, they only need to be transferred three times, taking about twelve days.

Yes, it feels like only a moment has passed in the teleportation channel, but in reality, several days have passed in the outside world.

Such a vast distance.

So it took them more than half a month just to teleport. Leng Huan thought to himself, is this equivalent to almost leaving the solar system?

These are just two neighboring continents; if we were to travel around several continents... just the teleportation alone would take a year...

Yeah, I'm feeling dizzy.

Upon finally arriving at the destination, I opened my eyes to find myself in a teleportation plaza. Following the steward's guidance, I exited the plaza and found it to be bustling and crowded with people.

even……

"A cheap and affordable guide to Nanzhan, only ten spirit stones a copy! Don't miss it!!"

"Is this your first time visiting the Southern Continent, seniors? Would you like a copy of our detailed travel guide?"

Leng Huan: "..."

Why is the feeling of being solicited for business so strong when visiting tourist areas?

She stared at the enthusiastic late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator in front of her for a while. He was a young man carrying a spirit sword on his back and holding a stack of booklets in his hands. His eyes lit up when he saw them, and he was leaning closer to them with a friendly smile.

"Oh dear! Seniors, don't listen to him. I'll give you this booklet for half price, only five spirit stones a copy!"

There were also people trying to steal business, but when they turned around, they saw a sleazy-looking middle-aged cultivator.

"Go away, I haven't finished yet! You two are so young and promising, let's make a good connection. I'll give you a 50% discount, buy one get one free!" The young man got impatient and glared angrily at the middle-aged man.

Leng Huan found it interesting, "Then let's buy one."

The booklet is indeed very detailed, resembling a tourist guide, and quite elaborate.

Of course... it wasn't worth five spirit stones either, because after walking a distance, Leng Huan saw someone selling secondhand ones for only two spirit stones.

"..."

Leng Huan sighed, lamenting that he had been ripped off countless times while traveling but still hadn't learned his lesson. Of course, he wasn't short of a few spirit stones now.

Silently recite: Do one good deed every day, Amitabha.

Fu Xun chuckled, but was immediately silenced by her glare.

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