Yao Yao Gets Angry
Two people stood on the sand dune. Xuanchen felt the cold and silky touch of the jade hand on his arm, and as a lifelong bachelor, he had never been so close to such a woman before. Even though he was now in the Mahayana realm, his heartbeat began to quicken. Yao Yao sensed the change in Xuanchen's attitude and seemingly unintentionally released her grip on his arm. She then pointed to the area of the red light and asked in her standard emotionless tone, "Do you sense anything?"
Xuanchen was still immersed in the moment when Yao Yao let go of his hand, along with his exhaustion, and he didn't hear what Yao Yao was saying.
"We did it. The awakening of humanity is about to begin," Yao Yao said as she looked at Xuanchen, who was still fatigued. Her gaze showed a hint of pity.
"I sense that there is constantly flowing mana above the red light that quickly dissipates?" As a Mahayana realm cultivator, Xuanchen's perception was not inferior to Yao Yao's, and he asked curiously.
"Yes. Cultivation mana from the cultivation world can enter the low-level Earth. The amount of mana conversion is enormous and enough to support the cultivation of all humans," Yao Yao calmly replied.
"This is the reason why you want to connect the cultivation world? But why are you so eager?" Xuanchen still had a lot of doubts and wanted to understand.
"The solar flare is about to erupt. The spiritual energy can make humans awaken as cultivators. The solar flare's eruption, which is the accumulation and ejecting of the energy of the Red Flame Pearl, will allow the awakened cultivators on Earth to quickly breakthrough to higher realms. Therefore, we must awaken as many humans as possible as cultivators before the solar flare erupts," Yao Yao explained.
Xuanchen looked surprised and said, "I always thought you had a language expression disorder."
Yao Yao's eyes turned cold as she raised her leg as if to give Xuanchen a lift-off. Xuanchen quickly pleaded, "I'm just kidding, Sister Yao Yao. Actually, I have trouble understanding things, so I keep bothering you with questions."
Yao Yao looked at Xuan Chen, who was so tired that he could hardly stand, and felt soft-hearted as he was trying to comfort her. She spoke softly, "Let's go back."
"I feel like I can't fly anymore. Let's rest for a while," Xuan Chen said as he sat on the desert sand. "How about you carry me back?"
Yao Yao, who could read Xuan Chen's thoughts, could tell what he was thinking. The favorable impression she had just established disappeared instantly, and she coldly said, "Let's rest for a while. I'm tired too." She sat directly on the sand, adding a bit of force as she sat down, causing a ring of sand to spread out in all directions. Xuan Chen, who was caught off guard, ate a mouthful of sand, covering his whole body in sand.
At that moment, dark clouds suddenly covered the sky in the distance, and a tornado slowly moved towards the two of them. Xuan Chen, who had just spit out the sand in his mouth, shouted to Yao Yao with his back to the tornado, "Watch out for the tornado!"
"I know," Yao Yao seemed unfazed by anything. "Can you do something as a great vehicle Realm?"
"That's right," Xuan Chen realized. "I can even split mountains and rocks, so what am I afraid of? How do I eliminate this tornado?" He looked eager to try and rubbed his hands together.
"Chaos barrier," Yao Yao said, pressing her hand to the ground with a soft drink. Xuan Chen looked at the unheard-of technique with great curiosity, but one second passed... five seconds passed... and nothing happened.
"Did you open that barrier?" Xuan Chen suspected that he was too weak in front of the inscrutable goddess, so he couldn't see any changes.
Yao Yao suddenly realized that she had not only fallen to the level of an upper-level cultivator, but the inheritance and the massive consumption of opening the immortal world just now had caused her strength to plummet rapidly. As a soul element, her cultivation could not be replenished, and eventually, her cultivation would drop to the same level as her host, and then she could only advance with her host's progress.
Yao Yao activated her dantian again and found that the energy that had originally supplied an upper-level cultivator had degraded into magic power... no wonder the upper-level martial art she had just cast was useless. Helplessly, she looked at Xuan Chen, who was still looking at her with a reverent expression, and quietly put her palm behind her back, activated her magic power, and cast a middle-level cultivator's martial art, "Crystal barrier ." In an instant, a crystal-like hemispherical protective film enveloped the two of them. At this moment, the tornado was passing by, and the sand and stones it stirred up made the sky, which was once sunny, look like a dark night, with the sound of whistling wind, impact, and friction between sand and stones ringing in their ears...
Xuan Chen and Yao Yao inside the wall looked quietly at the flying sand and stones outside, like watching a silent movie where everything was quiet and they could hear each other's breathing...
"Why is this called a chaotic barrier? And why does the material look so much like crystal?" Xuan Chen spoke as he reached out and touched the wall, continuing his monologue, "It is a crystal after all." He then turned to Yao Yao, his curious eyes seeking her input.
Yao Yao felt a bit embarrassed. As a former female emperor who once ruled over her own domain, she hadn't experienced embarrassment for quite some time. The pleasant atmosphere that had been present just a moment ago was completely ruined.
"What do you care about what I call it? I'll call it whatever I want. Do you have a problem with that?" With a wave of her hand, Yao Yao dispelled the "crystal barrier" and flew back to her residence without looking back.
Xuan Chen, still dazed, hadn't had time to react before he was caught up in a tornado and spun 360 degrees, over and over again. However, this level of tornado posed no threat to a cultivator at the Great Vehicle stage. As soon as he recovered, Xuan Chen turned around and flew towards his own residence.