Emperor Qiankun

Chapter 382 Obtaining the Lamp King and Breaking Through Realms

In a trance.

Xue Jing seemed to see a dragon soul; it was Long Qinghe, who was smiling at him.

That smile was so vivid, as if it were right in front of me!

Xue Jing couldn't help but reach out, wanting to touch that familiar figure, but he only passed through the air, leaving only endless emptiness and loss.

Li Qingyuan observed quietly from the side and instantly understood the secret.

That was just Long Qinghe's lingering obsession, her deep love and reluctance to part with Xue Jing!

Even as a ghost, she wanted to stay by his side forever, to protect him, and to comfort him...

This love transcended life and death, crossed time and space, and became an eternal bond between them.

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Xue Jing felt as if a boulder was pressing on his heart, making it difficult to bear this cruel reality. His emotions were like a flickering candle in a storm, swaying uncertainly.

He once again sank into endless sorrow, and for several days he was in a daze, as if his soul had left his body.

However, in this long darkness...

He racked his brains and finally found a glimmer of hope—a "solution" that might untangle his knot in his heart.

He mustered his courage and, facing the lingering obsession of Long Qinghe, spoke in a trembling but firm voice:

"Qinghe, let go. Don't stay with this hopeless person like me anymore."

"Through reincarnation and rebirth, perhaps we will meet again someday..."

After saying this, he closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look directly at the fading tenderness.

Miraculously, or perhaps it was a meeting of minds.

Long Qinghe's obsession actually dissipated slowly, like morning mist meeting the rising sun.

Silently, only a faint warmth and reluctance remain.

Xue Jing opened his eyes, which were now devoid of tears, filled only with determination and resolve.

He left the demon realm and embarked on a long and lonely journey, all in order to find Long Qinghe's whereabouts in the vast sea of ​​people.

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At this point, the scene changes again.

Time flies, like a white horse galloping past a crack in the wall; in the blink of an eye, a thousand years have passed.

Xue Jing's footprints covered the world, leaving his search mark on every inch of land, yet he never managed to find even a trace of Long Qinghe.

He was on the verge of collapse, but his conviction remained as firm as a rock, unwavering in the slightest.

However, although the Soul-Extinguishing Lamp is a supreme immortal treasure, it has its limitations and cannot reach the lower realms similar to the Central Continent.

But Xue Jing did not give up. During his thousand-year search, he unexpectedly discovered some rare and wondrous lamps due to the wondrous properties of the Soul-Extinguishing Lamp.

Those hailed as "Kings of Lamps" are as dazzling as the "Nine-Turn Glazed Palace Lantern".

He began to experiment with the art of soul division, entrusting wisps of his immortal soul to these lamp kings, thereby crossing the boundary and arriving in the lower realm to continue his quest.

Each time his soul was divided, it was a severing of himself, causing immense pain, but he had no regrets, all for that faint hope.

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The scene abruptly ends there.

The scene before Li Qingyuan vanished without a trace.

At this moment, he was in a state of complete chaos, where he could not see his own hand in front of his face. Only the enlightenment in his heart illuminated his path forward like a lighthouse.

He finally understood the profound meaning of the words "Mandarin Ducks"!

It turns out that Xue Jing's deep and moving affection for Long Qinghe transcended life and death and even reincarnation!

He realized that if he obtained the Lantern King, it would mean taking on the heavy responsibility of helping Xue Jing find Long Qinghe.

However, everything in the world is governed by fate, and he dared not presume to claim that he could obtain the legendary King of Lamps.

Therefore, even if they obtain it, whether they can find Long Qinghe is still unknown.

But if he is truly destined to obtain it, he will definitely do his best!

It was only because his experience was too similar to Xue Jing's; both were subjected to strong oppression, and either died or became artifact spirits.

He deeply empathized with their misery and helplessness.

He pondered to himself:

He felt that if he had met Xue Jing earlier, the two would definitely have become close friends...

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Just as these thoughts were racing!

The scene before my eyes suddenly changed, and the view opened up. Although it was still dark at night, the sky was now full of bright stars.

The bright moon hangs high, casting countless silver rays that illuminate the surrounding world with a sense of mystery and tranquility.

Li Qingyuan snapped back to her senses, her gaze darting around to confirm that she had returned to the real world—Zhongzhou.

Looking around, one could see that the cultivators who had once studied the mysteries of the Lamp King together were still scattered around.

The "Nine-Turn Glazed Palace Lantern" that was originally suspended high in the sky and shone brightly;

At this moment, it quietly floated not far in front of him, its nine-colored light intertwining and shining brightly.

The light reflected off Li Qingyuan's clothes, making them shimmer and add a touch of otherworldly elegance to the black and white outfit, as if she were a goddess descended to earth, with extraordinary grace.

Even more remarkably, the nine-turn glazed palace lamp seemed to be connected to his soul; when he touched it, he could feel the subtle connection between them.

However, at this moment.

A faint, ethereal voice gently echoed in his mind:

"Hello, kindred spirit."

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"?"

Li Qingyuan was slightly taken aback, then closed her eyes and concentrated, responding with her thoughts:

"You are Xue... Xue Jing?"

"Exactly."

The voice was steady and gentle, then the tone shifted, getting straight to the point:

"You should already know the ins and outs of the matter from the illusion in the lamp, so I won't go into details."

"Judging from your exceptional talent, no one in this year's lantern festival can match you."

Therefore, you now have two paths before you:

"Firstly, to help me find Qinghe."

"In return, this nine-turn glazed palace lamp will be yours."

"At the same time, I will use this wisp of remaining immortal soul power to grant you one of your cultivation wishes."

"Whether it's raising your cultivation level, tempering your physique to a flawless state, sublimating your weapon into a divine weapon, or amplifying your combat power to make you invincible among your peers..."

Secondly, abandon the King of Lights.

"But considering our connection, you will receive three acts of assistance from the Lord of the Mandarin Duck Tower in this world, ensuring your safety."

The choice is entirely up to you.

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As Li Qingyuan listened to Xue Jing's words, a sense of awe welled up in her heart.

Xue Jing was able to create a vast power spanning many lower realms using a wisp of immortal soul remaining in the King of Lamps as a foundation.

The extent of their methods was beyond imagination.

This kind of supernatural power has covered countless lower realms and affected the fate of countless beings...

However, this thought vanished in the blink of an eye.

Li Qingyuan said respectfully without the slightest hesitation:

"Sir, I am willing to lend you a hand in finding Senior Long Qinghe."

"But I am only a cultivator at the Earthly Fiend Realm. I hope that you can help me improve my cultivation so that I will have more power to complete this mission."

In this world, he was well aware of his lowly status, and he should treat Xue Jing with courtesy.

Moreover, Xue Jing's deep affection and persistence had already deeply moved him, and he deserved to be treated with respect.

"gentlemen?"

Xue Jing's voice seemed to carry a long-lost warmth and nostalgia.

"I haven't heard that kind of address in a long time... You're quite interesting."

"Perhaps you really are destined to meet Qinghe... May I ask your name?"

"I hope that when we meet again someday, I will recognize you as my destined one."

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"Junior Li Musu."

Li Qingyuan responded softly, her mind already preoccupied.

He did not reveal his real name, actually because his name was too sensitive in the upper realm.

Xue Jing's search for the Dragon Green Grass took him to many realms, so he likely heard of it...

Harmfulness is not allowed, and defensiveness is indispensable.

In this complex world, a white lie can sometimes be a necessary form of protection!

"Yes, Li Musu, I'll remember you."

Xue Jing's voice was steady and powerful.

"I hope you will remember what I said today..."

"If I can find Qinghe, I will do everything in my power to fulfill your request in order to repay this kindness."

"I will keep this in mind and never forget it!" Li Qingyuan said solemnly.

The moment he finished speaking, he felt a vast and terrifying power surge into his body like a tidal wave, instantly filling his meridians, limbs, bones, and internal organs...

His meridians felt as if they were being burned by raging fire, yet they were also bursting with vitality amidst the pain, and his cultivation was rapidly increasing at an incredible speed.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to break through some kind of constraint, his cultivation level soared, and the sounds of breakthroughs echoed repeatedly...

He only stopped slowly when he reached the tenth level of the Earthly Fiend Realm, the pinnacle of that realm.

Throughout the entire process, he had no control whatsoever and could only let that force carry him, breaking through numerous obstacles all the way to the peak!

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