The thundercloud, which was originally pressing halfway down, suddenly stopped, as if it was somewhat stagnant.

Its original rule was to continuously strike with lightning when there were multiple people on the field, creating a sense of oppression, stopping only when there was only one person left.

But it clearly sensed that there were two people on the field just now, so how did one of them suddenly disappear without any combat?

Even the thundercloud, without consciousness, couldn’t be more surprised, let alone the Celestial Sound Saintess standing outside the scene.

She suddenly darted onto the Celestial Sound Platform, constantly scanning around: "Where’s the other person?"

"Since the Secret Realm has existed, no one has been able to leave the platform alive. Could it be that he suddenly died?"

The Celestial Sound Saintess’ brows furrowed more and more tightly. Xia Feng was the inheritor she had her eyes on, but now that he had suddenly disappeared, did she really have to settle for the woman to inherit the legacy?

She glanced at Qi Wan’Er with a bit of disdain, then silently turned her gaze away, continuing to search for Xia Feng’s presence.

Qi Wan’Er’s expression also carried a bit of annoyance: "According to your rules, now I’m the only one left on the platform. Shouldn’t the inheritance be initiated?"

The Celestial Sound Saintess leaned in front of her, her beautiful eyes staring intently: "I can give you an inheritance, but you have to tell me, where did that man go?"

Qi Wan’Er already didn’t like this Celestial Sound Saintess. Her special interest in Xia Feng was so apparent that everyone around noticed it.

And now, in front of his wife, she’s still so focused on Xia Feng, even Qi Wan’Er’s good temper couldn’t hold it in anymore.

"Your initial rules didn’t state that we weren’t allowed to find a way off this platform, nor did it say we had to disclose our whereabouts to you."

Now that the restrictions on the Celestial Sound Platform had disappeared, Qi Wan’Er flicked her sleeve, preparing to leave this strange place.

It was just a Divine Emperor inheritance anyway. Qi Wan’Er was confident that even without obtaining it, she could continue her cultivation.

The Celestial Sound Saintess looked even more anxious. She had responsibilities within the Celestial Sound Secret Realm, and each time it opened, she had to find suitable inheritors for the Divine Emperor’s cultivation technique.

The more outstanding the inheritor she found, the more pronounced the feedback she could receive on her spiritual wisdom, which is why she had paid special attention to Xia Feng from the beginning.

However, she hadn’t expected her attention to make Xia Feng feel it was a plot against him, leading him to find a way to escape near the end of the trial.

If the Celestial Sound Saintess had known Xia Feng would think so much, she would have straightforwardly explained the matter to him.

Now she’s left with her best choice having run away, and the second choice is unhappy and doesn’t want the inheritance anymore.

She frantically grabbed Qi Wan’Er’s sleeve, hurriedly explaining, "I didn’t mean anything else, it’s just that he was the one I initially chose as the inheritor. If it were him, maybe he could obtain more of the inheritance."

Qi Wan’Er’s mind flickered, and just as she was about to enter the Dream Realm Pearl to notify Xia Feng, she heard the Celestial Sound Saintess regretfully add, "Unfortunately, he’s already left the Trial Space now, and if he wants to return to accept the inheritance, he’ll have to wait ten thousand years."

Qi Wan’Er’s face darkened for a moment. By ten thousand years later, her husband would likely have surpassed the Divine Emperor Realm, having no need to come here for any inheritance.

Thinking of this, she became even more disgruntled, while the Celestial Sound Saintess mildly sighed, "Now it can only be you to accept the inheritance."

Just as Qi Wan’Er was about to ask something, a canopy of light descended from the thundercloud, enveloping her and sending her consciousness into a semi-dreamlike state of enlightenment.

The Celestial Sound Saintess breathed a small sigh of relief, then spread her Divine Sense to search for Xia Feng’s presence within the entire Secret Realm.

At this moment, Xia Feng was waiting for Qi Wan’Er to come out at the foot of the Celestial Sound Mountain, so it didn’t take long for the Celestial Sound Saintess’ Divine Sense to find his traces. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Feeling a probing gaze, Xia Feng uncomfortably looked towards the top of the Celestial Sound Mountain, and the next moment, a white light landed in front of him.

The Celestial Sound Saintess moved in front of Xia Feng, as if seeing him for the first time: "How exactly did you do it?"

Of course, Xia Feng couldn’t tell her about the Dream Realm Pearl, so he merely shrugged: "Did you come all the way here just to say these pointless things?"

The Celestial Sound Saintess paused: "You were the one I initially chose as the inheritor, but now you can’t obtain the Divine Emperor inheritance. I could compensate you with something."

"Anything that exists within the Celestial Sound Secret Realm, whether it’s insights into the Great Dao of Music or any other Secret Treasure, I can offer it to you."

Now intrigued, Xia Feng raised an eyebrow and asked with a hint of a smile: "Anything? Even if I want a Celestial Sound Ladder, can you do that?"

The Celestial Sound Saintess, without much thought, nodded seriously and replied, "If you need it, I can replicate one for you."

"But that thing isn’t of much use. Even if you got it, it wouldn’t serve much purpose."

With her words, Xia Feng’s interest was piqued, his gaze subtly landing on the thundercloud in midair, his expression growing more excited.

"Then give me that thundercloud."

From the start, he had his eye on the thundercloud, his interest in it even surpassing that in the so-called Divine Emperor inheritance.

The Celestial Sound Saintess was taken aback, clearly not expecting Xia Feng to be interested in this.

Her expression turned conflicted. The thundercloud was her abode, and though she could give it to Xia Feng, crafting another of similar level would require endless years.

Xia Feng toyed casually with the shrunken God-Burying Bell in his palm: "Didn’t you just say anything is possible?"

"Isn’t this simpler compared to a Divine Emperor inheritance?"

The helplessness on the Celestial Sound Saintess’ face became more apparent. She originally intended to steer Xia Feng towards vying for the Divine Emperor inheritance.

At that point, advocating for two inheritance slots this session through backdoor methods wouldn’t have been out of the question. Yet Xia Feng didn’t play by the rules and set his sights on her domain.

She had already made her grand statement, and now it was hard to go back on her word.

Seeing Xia Feng fiddling with the God-Burying Bell there, the Celestial Sound Saintess, outside of Celestial Sound Mountain and without the protection of the Power of Laws, worried he might go berserk if refused here.

With this in mind, the Celestial Sound Saintess shivered, beckoning the thundercloud in midair, letting a condensed black mist fall gently into her jade-white palm.

"I can give you this, but there’s no guarantee you’ll be able to subdue it."

"The thundercloud, having absorbed energy all these years, has long transcended its original boundaries and developed a bit of spiritual wisdom."

"If you want to take it, you’ll have to conquer it yourself."