Chapter 1483: After So Many Years, You Should Let Go

Chapter 1483: Chapter 1483: After So Many Years, You Should Let Go

The Vermilion Bird’s eyes flashed with a hint of disdain. "What do you mean only the two of us are left? Isn’t that White Tiger guy still around?"

The little boy waved his fists, roaring angrily, "Don’t bring up that guy to me. All he does every day is bully me. Isn’t he just relying on Ice Emperor Ao Tian to back him up?"

The red‑haired little girl exaggeratedly rolled her eyes. "You asked for it. You clearly know that guy loves drinking milk, yet you insisted on stealing his."

"You’re already this fat and you still don’t think about losing some weight. If you dare steal my chocolate beans, I’ll definitely burn you to a crisp."

Xiaopang gave an awkward laugh, his eyes rolling as he said temptingly, "How about the two of us go look for Yang Yan?"

She lazily lifted her head. The red‑haired little girl glanced at Xiaopang and said earnestly, "Ao Bo, I think we should forget it! How are we supposed to find him? The endless space between this Earth and Wandering Dragon Star is a chasm we can’t possibly cross."

For a moment, the little boy called Ao Bo couldn’t help but droop his head in dejection.

What they didn’t know was that in the sky above, Nie Suyuan was quietly watching them.

She couldn’t help finding it funny; she hadn’t expected these two who’d almost lived a thousand years to be this childish at the moment.

But then she thought it through and felt a bit more at ease.

Compared to the span of time they were capable of existing for, they really were just two children with still‑immature minds.

With a flicker, Nie Suyuan appeared out of thin air in front of the two. Smiling, she said, "You two are at least descendants of Ancient Divine Beasts, and your bloodline is pure. How can your way of thinking still be this simple?"

Xiaopang saw this woman suddenly appear in front of him without a sound, without him having the slightest premonition, and his expression changed drastically.

You have to know, the Dragon Race is innately extremely sensitive to all kinds of power. As soon as any strange aura appears nearby, he can always sense it at the first instant.

It’s by relying on this talent that every time after he secretly steals White Tiger’s milk, he can still manage to get away.

The red‑haired little girl, being the Vermilion Bird, reacted rather calmly.

Simply because she had already learned of this woman’s existence from Ao Tian.

And she could feel that if this beautiful woman in front of them had any designs on the two of them, they’d have absolutely no chance of resistance.

The Vermilion Bird stood up and saluted. "Nine Netherworld Queen, what brings you here?"

Nie Suyuan chuckled softly. "What else would I be here for? Of course I came to send you to Wandering Dragon Star to see Yang Yan!"

Ao Bo, hearing this, immediately sprang up, his eyes shining as he stared at Nie Suyuan.

The Vermilion Bird’s brows furrowed. There was a sharp smack‑like sound, and Xiaopang was suddenly pressed flat to the ground by an invisible pressure, plastered to the rooftop, unable to move at all.

After successfully making Ao Bo shut up, the Vermilion Bird said coolly, "Ao Bo, can you settle down for a moment?"

Ao Bo lay on the ground in grievance, struggling with all his might a few times, but he simply couldn’t get up.

In terms of strength, he was indeed far inferior to the Vermilion Bird, and he wasn’t even a match for White Tiger.

Nie Suyuan shook her head with a smile and said in a tempting tone, "Right now Yang Yan has established a War God Academy on Wandering Dragon Star, gathering countless geniuses. You could say they’re all competing in splendor."

"You bear Ancient Times inheritance and by nature carry the mission of facing the Heaven‑and‑Earth Cataclysm. Rather than wasting time here, you should go and accompany Yang Yan."

"And I’m sure you don’t know this: there’s a ten‑fold time differential between Wandering Dragon Star and here."

Though he couldn’t break free, Ao Bo didn’t miss a single word Nie Suyuan said.

He couldn’t help but exclaim, "Ten‑fold time differential? You mean..."

"That’s right." Nie Suyuan glanced at the bright‑eyed Ao Bo, then at the Vermilion Bird who seemed less moved. "If you cultivate on Wandering Dragon Star for three months, under the same conditions it’s equivalent to cultivating on Earth for thirty months."

"And Wandering Dragon Star has undergone earth‑shaking changes. Some hidden Secret Realms are gradually revealing themselves. Once you delve into them, your strength will increase with half the effort and twice the result."

"But if you go there, you must keep a low profile. After all, War God Academy is full of beings with extremely high talent. Randomly pull out anyone and they’re not someone you, as you are now, could shake."

Ao Bo was instantly provoked. He lifted his brows and said discontentedly, "We’re descendants of the Four Spirits after all, with extremely noble bloodlines. It’d be good enough if they aren’t crushed by us."

He was full of momentum at first, but at the last sentence he couldn’t help glancing at the Vermilion Bird, who hadn’t spoken. "Big Sis Vermilion Bird, don’t you agree?"

Nie Suyuan smiled without answering, her gaze falling on the Vermilion Bird.

Suddenly, her brows lifted slightly. With a casual grab, a white shadow appeared in her hand out of thin air.

Who else could it be but White Tiger?

Turns out this guy had followed the scent of milk here and quickly found his target.

He’d originally planned to give Ao Bo a good lesson, but upon suddenly seeing this scene, he quietly hid himself.

Unfortunately, today he’d run into the terrifying existence that is Nie Suyuan, and she yanked him out directly.

"Cyan Dragon, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger—looks like we’re only missing Black Tortoise and Qilin. But this is enough. You don’t need to worry about the rest. Just come with me. You definitely won’t regret it."

Muttering to herself, Nie Suyuan flipped her palm. A Starship even more dazzling than the Flying Boat Yang Yan had borrowed before suddenly appeared in her hand.

White light flashed as the Starship’s projection appeared above her head. Its vast bulk even made the surrounding light dim somewhat.

If Yang Yan saw it, he would definitely recognize at first glance that this was a remodeled Ghost Ship.

The blood flowing across its surface and the other gory elements had long since vanished. Instead it looked luxurious and magnificent, like an imperial residence.

"The Ancient Battlefield is extremely dangerous. You’re the weakest among them, so you’d better stay by Yang Yan’s side and focus on increasing your strength."

"With the ten‑fold time flow there, by the time the Ancient Battlefield opens, you should at least barely have the ability to protect yourselves."

"I’ve already locked this warship’s destination to Wandering Dragon Star. Once you arrive, just go straight to find Yang Yan."

As Nie Suyuan’s words fell, the Void shattered, and a crack as if piercing the sky curtain opened up before the warship.

As the warship sailed into the rift, the passage slowly closed.

Everything returned to normal, as though nothing had ever happened.

The day trembled slightly, and Fu Xi’s figure slowly appeared at Nie Suyuan’s side.

Nie Suyuan’s body shivered faintly; she had clearly sensed the terrifying power.

Fu Xi gazed at Nie Suyuan. "I hadn’t expected that you, Nine Netherworld Queen, would show this kind of mercy."

Nie Suyuan gave a soft laugh, turning her head, her eyes blazing as she countered, "Must an Immortal be cold and heartless?"

Fu Xi sighed, smiling bitterly. "Still brooding over what happened back then? So many years have passed—you should let it go."