Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 525 - 352: Bright Lantern, "Human Emperor Scripture", Sensible Junior Brother, Farewell Old Bear! Preparing for Promotion!

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"If you encounter any difficulties, Star Master, don't tough it out on your own. The 'Bright Light' organization may be strong, but you're not alone!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't have any Contribution Points. Just consider it a favor you owe us!"

The Heavenly Master glanced at Yi Chen, seemingly guessing something. His spine straightened suddenly, his tone authoritative and confident, his presence majestic.

Yi Chen suddenly looked up, and at that moment, he felt as if he was gazing at the vast starry sky.

Damn, this old geezer is strong.

No, that's not right. It's our Heavenly Master who's strong.

"Alright, young friend, I've said all that needs to be said. Now, let me tell you about one of the thickest trees in the Eastern Continent. Try not to offend this person unless absolutely necessary. Otherwise, even I, the Heavenly Master, cannot protect you for the rest of your life."

"This person is none other than the Millennium Emperor of Great Qin, truly a rare talent. He holds the 'Human Emperor Scripture.' With great ambition, he uses this scripture as a foundation, breaking new ground to create the 'Five Emperors Ancestral Dragon Soaring Scripture,' wishing to surpass the ancient Human Emperor…"

A quarter hour later, the Heavenly Master vanished into a trail of starlight. Yi Chen was still digesting the information he had received from the Heavenly Master, his gaze fixed on the purple Star Disc on the desk, not yet getting up to leave.

That so-called 'Bright Light' organization isn't worth worrying about. Whether they are real or not remains to be seen, and besides, he was close to completing the 19th layer of the True Technique, so there was no need to be overly concerned.

At the moment, Yi Chen's thoughts were on the abstract story the Heavenly Master had told before.

The courtyard master, the great tree, the jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards.

Each had their own interests and schemes, and where the future would lead was anyone's guess.

"I'm still not strong enough."

"But you all have your limits, I do not. Be it the courtyard master, the other big trees, or the jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards — as long as I am strong enough, growing fast enough, no one will dare to provoke me. If they do, I'll just kill them and be done with it."

A fierce expression briefly crossed Yi Chen's face as his desire for the Deep Red Points grew more urgent. He had foiled Asna and Bo Xun's plans several times. If those wolves really jumped over the wall, would there be any good fruit left for him, the wielder of World-Shaking Pure Yang, to eat?

Since the conflicts were irreconcilable, there was nothing left but to fight with all he had!

To be indifferent to life and death, to confront those who don't respect you!

Having already offended, he might as well follow through to the end!

Once his decision was made, a cold glint flashed in Yi Chen's eyes. He got up decisively, put the purple Star Disc in his bag, and left.

As long as he was strong enough, even the 'sky lanterns' that floated above the courtyard could become the fish tagged on the line of Yi Taoist — the luminous kind, with 'Come and play, Grandpa' written all over them.

After leaving the Star Furnace Dome, Yi Chen didn't go looking for Yuan Jun, but instead headed to his own Greedy Wolf Palace.

Having been away for so long, he missed his adorable junior disciples.

Thinking of them, Yi Chen's previously fierce expression softened.

As he approached, the doors to the Star Palace opened automatically. He strode in.

Just as he entered the main hall, he saw a figure wearing a peach blossom mask.

Yuan Jun still had her silver hair down to her hips, her upper body tightly bound, her chest full and prominent, her lower half in white leggings topped with a skirt resembling a horse-face skirt, a pair of long, shapely legs placed directly on the desk in front of her, her embroidered shoes flaunting.

Various colorful Spirit Fruits floated in the sky, peeling themselves in a rather cheeky manner before flying into Yuan Jun's mouth.

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"Yo, Xiao Lang is back! Qing Feng and Ming Yue want to eat the beef noodles you make, roasted lamb, braised duck neck, grilled fish..."

"For now, let's have these. I've prepared all the ingredients for you, no need to thank me. This is what Yuan Jun should do."

"By the way, your junior disciples are doing their morning cultivation in the side hall. Go ahead; I won't join them."

Upon Yi Chen's arrival, a pair of curved crescents appeared on the peach blossom mask.

Yi Chen: "...Damn, that's what you want to eat, isn't it?"

Qing Feng and Ming Yue now break into a cold sweat at the sight of fish. They would never crave grilled fish, and Yi Chen wouldn't believe it even if it was punctuated correctly.

"Big brother is back, I missed you so much."

"Big brother, ever since you left, the chestnuts at Hidden Dragon Temple haven't been plump. It's made it hard for me to send them to Lin Zhengyi."

Just then, two little figures ran towards him, shouting and pattering their feet, Ming Yue not even caring that she had lost one of her boots, Qing Feng occasionally wiping his eyes with his robe sleeve.

Behind the two children was Qing Yunzi, who had grown quite a bit taller. His eyes were still piercing, and his face showed signs of surprise.

"Big brother is back, I'll make something tasty for you guys soon."

Yi Chen lifted the two kids, one on each side, onto his shoulders and casually pulled out two strings of candied hawthorns from his storage ring, which he had gone out of his way to buy when passing through a city.

That day, all the candied hawthorn sellers in the city were overjoyed.

Witnessing the joyful quartet, Yuan Jun also showed a smile.

"Big brother, what tasty thing are you going to make for us? Yuan Jun brought a lot of food over."

"Big brother is so nice to us."

Qing Feng and Ming Yue chattered away on his shoulders, filling the hall with joyful notes.

"What to eat? Let's make dumplings today! How does that sound?" Yi Chen laughed with a broad smile.

"No!" Qing Feng and Ming Yue simultaneously rejected Yi Chen's suggestion.

In the end, Qing Feng, Ming Yue, and the others decided on steamed buns, with Yuan Jun joining in on the fun of making them.

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