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第四千二百零六章 三年

Lin Xuan's expression was a bit dazed. The Apsara King, however, looked radiant to the extreme, her every frown and smile exuding boundless tenderness. But compared to Mo'er from the past, this gentleness also carried an air of grandeur that made one feel like they were basking in spring breeze or sipping fine wine.

"How could it be? Master, do you not recognize me?"

"Are you Mo'er or the Apsara?" Lin Xuan sighed.

"It makes no difference," she replied with a smile.

The beautiful woman laughed: "Mo'er is the Apsara and the Apsara is Mo'er. They are all I am."

Well, such an answer was essentially meaningless.

Lin Xuan was speechless but secretly relieved. Regardless of anything else, the fact that he had regained the Apsara King's strength and memories without any estrangement was already the best outcome possible.

Why should he demand so much more? Why did he need to clarify everything? As they say, it’s better to be wise in folly...

With this thought, Lin Xuan felt at ease. However, soon after, another question popped into his mind: "By the way, where is Tian Xiang?"

No matter how relaxed he was, Lin Xuan would not forget about this formidable enemy.

Since he started on his cultivation path, Lin Xuan had never felt so desperate. The opponent seemed almost invincible.

Just a moment ago, they had fought to the point of turning heaven and earth upside down. How could Tian Xiang have disappeared in just a blink of an eye?

All that remained was more confusion, clearly due to this Apsara before him.

Lin Xuan's face showed a questioning look.

"Master, don't worry; Tian Xiang won't find his way here for at least three years," the Apsara said with a sweet smile.

Such beauty and charm were hard to describe. Compared to Mo'er, she had a similar appearance but a completely different demeanor.

She was more noble yet more approachable. Her grace was like a gentle breeze, her allure indescribable.

"Um... Mo'er, I'll still call you that. You said Tian Xiang won't find us here. Why is that?"

Lin Xuan's face showed confusion.

He had already experienced Tian Xiang's strength; as the top cultivator among true immortals, he could almost do anything.

What did it mean when you couldn’t find this place?

"And, Yuanyuan, where are my big brother and his group?"

"Master, rest assured. Everyone else is in a safe location."

"That’s good."

Hearing what the Apsara said, Lin Xuan felt relieved, but his doubts still lingered. He waited silently for her explanation.

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"Speaking of where we are now, we need to go back a million years."

"A million years?"

"Yes."

The girl nodded: "Master, you know that my past life was the Apsara and yours was Hua Yu..."

"Wait, your past life?"

Lin Xuan immediately grasped the key point: "You said past life. So are you really Mo'er?"

"Of course," she laughed.

The girl continued: "I am definitely Mo'er. Although I have regained my past life's strength and memories, and my appearance has been restored, it is based on this life. Therefore, I am not the Apsara; I am still Mo'er."

She stuck out her tongue playfully as she spoke.

"But you fought Tian Xiang earlier..."

"Very brave and decisive, right?"

Mo'er laughed: "Since I have regained my past life's memories and personality, it’s natural that some of those traits would influence me. Especially the Apsara King's power; in this life, I am too weak to handle such strength. At that moment, my character was closer to my past self."

"Ah, I see."

Lin Xuan's doubts finally cleared.

Mo'er then leaned her head against his shoulder. The former Apsara had once restrained the entire world with her power; now, she exhibited a tender side befitting a young girl.

"And where are we right now? As I said, we need to go back a million years. Back then, you were Hua Yu, but your personality was vastly different. You were overly conventional and too easily trusting."

"Conventional, trusting others—do you mean Tian Xiang?" Lin Xuan's face showed deep thought.

"Yes, no one else," Mo'er sighed. "Tian Xiang is a genius, but his nature is treacherous. I had advised you many times to be wary of him, but back then, you didn’t listen."

Lin Xuan was speechless about his past self and listened as Mo'er continued:

"Seeing this fellow's wolfish ambitions and numerous schemes, I could do little alone. But I wouldn't ignore it either. Back then, I still excelled in divination; although fate is unpredictable, the signs were not favorable. Unfortunately, you didn’t heed my advice back then, so I had to secretly prepare..."

"You mean you were already planning your rebirth at that time?" Lin Xuan's face showed surprise.

"Exactly," Mo'er laughed triumphantly. "It wasn't just for rebirth; back then, I thought Tian Xiang would be hard to deal with. Unfortunately, the more I feared something, the more likely it was to happen. This fellow truly became a true ancestor realm cultivator. Luckily, I found this treasure back then."

"Treasure?"

"Yes, that's where we are now. It’s actually inside a treasure, somewhat similar to spatial artifacts, but trivial treasures like Musty Treasures pale in comparison. I call it the River of Time and Space."

"The River of Time and Space? Isn’t that a mountain?" Lin Xuan was surprised.

"Originally a river; over time, it transformed into a mountain. This type of treasure is never static."

Mo'er's voice continued to resonate in his ears, but he didn't need to dwell on this point since it wasn't crucial. According to Mo'er, the item had existed from the beginning of creation and, while not as powerful as the Five-Dragon Seal or Ten Thousand Volumes of Heaven, excelled in other aspects.

It was like a hidden treasure between time and space, making any attacks ineffective. Therefore, hiding here was safe; even with Tian Xiang's divine powers, it would take him three years to uncover its secrets.

"According to you, we have three years to prepare?"

"Yes," the Apsara King nodded with a smile.

Three years?

Lin Xuan’s face showed a serious expression. Three years might seem long, but for cultivators, it was merely an instant. At their level, closing off in seclusion could last millions of years; what could be done in three years? (To be continued...)

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