At this moment, the door to the room was pushed open, and Yu Longxin walked in, travel-worn.
Seeing this, Yun Zhonghe wiped away his tears in a hurry, bowed, and left.
"Yan 'er, your damaged meridians have recovered?!"
Even now, he obviously did not forget how Falling Dust had personally appeared to meet him during the Gathering of Prodigies. It had left him astounded.
However, with his current cultivation, even ten Falling Dust would not be his opponent.
"Just like what you said before, the affairs of the world are unpredictable. It's hard to predict. I never thought something like this would happen."
"Originally, my plan was for you to represent the younger generation of the East Continent in the Grand Competition of the Starsource Continent. I didn't ask for you to place well, just for you to lead the East Continent out of poverty."
"But looking at it now, you probably won't be able to participate in the Grand Competition of the Starsource Continent. As a matter of fact, the competition might even be cancelled or never be held again because of you!"
Falling Dust emphasized the last sentence, as if he was purposefully emphasizing it.
With that, Wang Yan became rather dazed once again.
Seeing his confusion, Falling Dust smiled helplessly. "Do you know that your name is like the midday sun right now? There's no one on the Starsource Continent who doesn't know about you? Your name is like thunder."
"Even if your age doesn't exceed the rules of the Grand Competition of the Starsource Continent, your cultivation and your various deeds are enough to make the rulers of the five continents tremble in fear."
With that, Falling Dust sucked in a deep breath and looked at Wang Yan with a helpless smile.
He had previously treated Wang Yan as a dark horse, believing that Wang Yan could lead the East Continent out of its barren state for thousands of years.
This was because the East Continent was the poorest compared to the other four continents. It had the fewest experts as well.
If Wang Yan could place well in the Grand Competition of the Starsource Continent, he would be able to change the geography of the East Continent and bring it close to the fertile central continent.
At that time, both the density of stellar energy in the surroundings and the cultivation resources would multiply.
Under these circumstances, the East Continent would give birth to even more experts, sweeping away the decline that had lasted for thousands of years.
"Your and Bai Yiyuan's accomplishments in the Great Yan Dynasty on the West Continent have long been widely known. They've spread across the entire Starsource Continent."
"And now, you've formed a grudge with the powerhouses of the Skyroad sect and are being hunted by them. You've already become the target of public criticism. Even the entire East Continent …"
Speaking up to here, Fallen Dust did not know how to open his mouth.
He had come here today just to clarify one thing. He wanted to ask Wang Yan about his future plans, whether he would leave the Eastern Continent or wait for the arrival of that dreadful Tian Jizi.
If Wang Yan continued to stay in the Eastern Continent, the entire Eastern Continent would be implicated once Tian Jizi arrived.
In fact, after this war, not even a blade of grass would grow on the Eastern Continent!
Falling Dust didn't want to see such a situation.
Because of Yan Miesheng, the Western Continent was spared from such a situation.
However, there were no experts like Yan Miesheng in the Eastern Continent. Once a great battle broke out, who would be able to stop the destructive shockwaves that would be emitted during the battle?
"Palace Master Luo, I understand."
Looking at Fallen Dust, who had revealed an awkward smile for the first time, Wang Yan smiled faintly.
"If Tian Jizi comes, I will lure him to the other four continents. I will not let the Eastern Continent fall because of me."
Hearing this, Fallen Dust's eyes lit up. He looked at Wang Yan gratefully and nodded his head solemnly.
"If that's the case … That's great!"
…
After the Alchemist Guild, the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicine and the Ten Thousand Elixir Sect worked day and night, they finally managed to refine an elixir that could instantly restore Wang Yan's damaged meridians.
When the elixir was completed, Yun Zhonghe rushed over with the elixir in his hand. Seeing that Wang Yan had consumed the elixir, he heaved a sigh of relief.
After a while, Wang Yan carefully comprehended it, and his eyes could not help glowing again.
At this moment, his damaged meridians had completely recovered. They were even stronger and wider than when he was at his peak.
The only flaw was the sinister cracks on the Taiji Dantian.
Due to the existence of these cracks, the star power in Wang Yan's Dantian would dissipate over time, no matter how much it was condensed and stored.
"Sect Master, I, Long Yaozi and the others have been researching and researching without rest, but … I have not been able to refine an elixir that can restore Sect Master's Dantian to its original state. I deserve to die, please punish me, Sect Master!"
Suddenly, Yun Zhonghe bowed and cupped his fists as he said these words in self-reproach and guilt.
Seeing this, Wang Yan was stunned.
He had never asked Yunzhonghe and the others to do anything, including concocting pills that could restore his meridians. He had never asked them to do these things.
However, after Yun Zhonghe and the others left that day, they worked day and night to refine this elixir to help him restore his meridians.
This had already moved Wang Yan greatly.
"Elder Yun is too serious. Please get up."
Since his meridians had recovered, Wang Yan was able to move freely. He immediately helped Yun Zhonghe up.
"Elder Yun, I don't want anything else. Restoring my meridians is enough. As for the cracks in my Dantian, we can't rush it. We can only wait for an opportunity or slowly restore it."
"But Sect Master …"
"Alright, Elder Yun, say no more. I know what you're worried about, but this has nothing to do with you. If I die after this battle, you will help the three disciples manage the Gate of Heaven."
Wang Yan's words were spoken lightly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
However, when Yun Zhonghe heard it, it was like a bolt from the blue. His mind was shaken and his Sea of Soul was in turmoil.
The reason why the Gate of Heaven could be so powerful and was known as the most powerful force in the East Continent was because of Wang Yan.
It was only because of the existence of Wang Yan that the Gate of Heaven could become the most powerful force in the Jinling Dynasty.
As long as he was here, the Gate of Heaven would not be destroyed, and it would not collapse.
Once Wang Yan was gone, the Gate of Heaven would only exist in name.
By then, they would definitely be in a state of disunity. Perhaps they would scatter when the tree fell.
Yun Zhonghe could not help but tremble gently when he thought of that. Tears streamed down his face as he knelt on the ground.
"Sect master, if there's no chance of victory at all, just leave. Don't worry about us!"
The corner of Wang Yan's lips twitched as he looked at the tearful Yun Zhonghe. A bitter smile appeared on his delicate face.
Leave?
Where would he go?
The Starsource Continent was boundless, but there was not a single place that was not under the jurisdiction of the Skyroad sect.
The only place that the Skyroad sect had not reached was a place that only existed in legends.
Wang Yan had no hopes of finding the Daoless Pure Land at all.
"Elder Yun, please stand up first."
Raising an eyebrow, Wang Yan released a sliver of the power of his soul.
Yun Zhonghe could not help but slowly straighten up from his kneeling position.
"If Tian Jizi comes, I'll lead him to the other four planes and fight him."
"If I really die, the daily operations of the Gate of Heaven will be like what I told you before. Do as I say and continue. Don't let anyone avenge me!"
(End of this chapter)