A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 514

Chapter 514: Zi Xuan, Wan Ling

But Wu Zhen’e hadn’t noticed what was happening outside. At this moment, he had already entered a profoundly mysterious realm.

“Where is this place?”

Observing the change in his surroundings, Wu Zhen’e’s expression grew serious. Before he could fully react, in the next moment, a figure emerged from within his body.

Seeing the person, Wu Zhen’e said in surprise, “Que Xuan?”

The one standing before him was none other than Que Xuan, whom he hadn’t seen in a long time. At this moment, her expression was extremely grave. Without turning around, she asked, “Where exactly did you go? Why do you have such a terrifying aura?”

Before Wu Zhen’e could respond, countless flames surged in from all directions. Then, right in front of him, they coalesced into a figure of breathtaking elegance.

With a graceful silhouette and just the right amount revealed, Wu Zhen’e, having never witnessed such a sight before, suddenly blushed and quickly turned his face away.But Zi Xuan looked extremely serious as she faced the figure before her and slowly asked, “Who exactly are you?”

The figure remained silent, only gazing at Wu Zhen’e, who was being protected behind Zi Xuan. Then it murmured, “So much… it’s just so much like him.”

By now, Wu Zhen’e had already realized what was going on. He looked at the figure, then at Zi Xuan, and spoke, “I intended to join the Wuji Divine Artifact Sect. I was pulled into this place right after entering Divine Fire Mountain.”

When Zi Xuan heard the mention of the Wuji Divine Artifact Sect, her expression grew thoughtful. Soon after, she appeared to have figured it out. Looking at the figure before her, she said, “If I’m not mistaken, you must be the original divine flame of Wu Ji Divine Emperor—the Myriad Netherflames.”

But the figure ignored Zi Xuan and instead stared blankly at Wu Zhen’e behind her. After a long pause, it finally spoke, “Wan Ling, greetings to Master.”

“Master?””Are you referring to me?”

Wu Zhen’e was taken aback by the woman’s words, unable to believe what he was hearing.

The woman named Wan Ling nodded seriously.

“That’s right. Wan Ling pays respect to Master.”

Before Wu Zhen’e could react, Zi Xuan, who was standing protectively in front of him, suddenly lost her composure. She stared at Wan Ling angrily and said,

“What nonsense are you spouting? Wu Zhen’e is my Master, not yours!”

At Zi Xuan’s words, Wan Ling finally turned to look at her. Just one glance was enough for Wan Ling to see through Zi Xuan’s true nature. She looked at Zi Xuan and said,

“I am not mistaken. Master is the reincarnation of my Master. Only Master can resonate with me, so I am certain the person before me is indeed my Master.”

Hearing this, Zi Xuan snapped angrily,

“Shut up. If you want to fight me over Master, then let’s settle this with our own hands!”

Without waiting for Wu Zhen’e to react, Zi Xuan lunged at Wan Ling. Seeing Zi Xuan make the first move, Wan Ling snorted coldly and immediately engaged in combat with her.

Watching this scene unfold, Wu Zhen’e felt overwhelmed—what on earth was going on? How did they go from words to fighting so suddenly?

But even as they fought, Wu Zhen’e couldn’t intervene; all he could do was shout from the sidelines, “Stop fighting! Just stop!”

Unfortunately, the two were too absorbed in their battle to hear him at all.

Though Zi Xuan was no pushover, Wan Ling was the embodiment of the Myriad Netherflames, a Ninth Grade Divine Fire. Even a God Emperor couldn’t easily defeat her.

Not long after, Wan Ling’s palm struck Zi Xuan, sending her flying with severe injuries.

Yet Wan Ling didn’t stop there. Since Zi Xuan dared to attack her first, Wan Ling was determined to teach her a lesson.

Just as Wan Ling was about to finish Zi Xuan off, Wu Zhen’e could no longer sit by. He rushed forward and managed to put himself between them before Wan Ling could deal the final blow.

At Wu Zhen’e’s arrival, Wan Ling furrowed her brows slightly and then withdrew her attack.

“Master, what are you planning to do?” she asked.

“Stop fighting. Since you said I am your Master, then I’m telling you to stop right now. This matter ends here.”

Wu Zhen’e looked at Wan Ling with a resolute gaze, showing no hint of backing down.

Wan Ling stared at Wu Zhen’e for a long moment, as if searching for some trace of someone in his expression.

But soon she shook her head and coldly said to him, “Master, if I told you that today, between her and me, you could only choose one, who would you choose?”

Hearing this, Wu Zhen’e did not hesitate to answer, “I choose her. I can’t let you kill her.”

Although Zi Xuan was asleep most of the time inside him, whenever he had faced certain death after leaving the Xuanyuan Realm, it was Zi Xuan who had saved him several times.

So he couldn’t just watch Zi Xuan die before his eyes.

Wu Zhen’e’s words stirred something deep inside Zi Xuan’s heart as well.

Upon hearing this, Wan Ling sneered coldly at Zi Xuan and said, “Since Master is pleading on your behalf, I won’t hold your offense against me this time. But this is the last time. If you make a move again next time, even if Master intervenes, I won’t spare you.”

Hearing this, Zi Xuan was about to retort but ultimately said nothing. He could tell Wan Ling was serious.

The most important fact was that he simply couldn’t defeat Wan Ling.

“Master, I’ll go back first and heal my injuries.”

Zi Xuan shot Wan Ling a glare, then slipped back into Wu Zhen’e’s body to start recovering.

After Zi Xuan went inside, Wu Zhen’e finally stood up and looked at Wan Ling standing before him. Earlier, he had stepped forward to save Zi Xuan, but now faced with Wan Ling alone, Wu Zhen’e felt somewhat uneasy.

Still, he soon spoke up.

“Senior, I don’t understand why you call me Master?”

Upon hearing this, Wan Ling’s eyes flickered with a trace of reminiscence. After letting out a sigh, she said, “You must have come to the Wuji Divine Artifact Sect to become an apprentice, which is why you entered Divine Fire Mountain, right?”

Wu Zhen’e nodded, and Wan Ling continued speaking.

“That’s perfect. My master was the founding ancestor of the Wuji Divine Artifact Sect—the Wu Ji Divine Emperor.”

“My master was attacked by a powerful enemy a few years ago and passed away not long after. Before he died, he told me to remain within Divine Fire Mountain and that if ever someone could resonate with me, that person would become my new master.”

“And you are the first person in billions of years since my master’s passing who has been able to resonate with me. So, according to my master’s promise, you are now my new master.”

Hearing this, Wu Zhen’e couldn’t help but feel that this situation was unbelievable. After all, it was too mystical—could such a fortunate thing really exist in this world?