Ye Wuque's figure appeared extremely unexpectedly, and he immediately saw Chu Xingkuang and the eight leaders sitting cross-legged in the Patriarch Hall in an ancient and mysterious formation.
They formed a small circle and sat cross-legged quietly. In the center of the nine of them, there was a medium-sized tray.
The tray is very old, and it is covered with various complex inscriptions, giving it a sense of passage through time.
But the tray was empty, there was nothing.
At this moment, Chu Xingkuang and the eight leaders had their eyes slightly closed, and the auras all over their bodies were very disordered. At a glance, they could tell that they were in a state of excessive consumption.
Ye Wuque scanned the entire Patriarch Hall, but did not find Shen San and Pan'er. They seemed to have not reappeared and were still disappearing.
Ye Wuque stood quietly in the Patriarch Hall, with a profound and inexplicable look in his eyes.
The next moment, a trace of breath spread from Ye Wuque's body. Chu Xingkuang and the eight leaders immediately sensed it and opened their eyes in unison.
Chu Xingkuang's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. It was obvious that he had consumed the most, but when he saw Ye Wuque's figure, a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"Flawless!"
"Why are you here?"
"How is your injury?"
Chu Xingkuang spoke with great concern.
The other eight leaders also saw Ye Wuque appearing here at this time, with a hint of worry in their eyes.
They all knew about Ye Wuque's "injury". Logically speaking, Ye Wuque should still be recovering from his injuries.
"Alliance leader, sirs, my injury has recovered."
A faint smile appeared on Ye Wuque's face.
"Healed? So quickly? Wait..."
Chu Xingkuang was stunned for a moment, but then he seemed to think of something. He counted with his fingers, and his bloodshot eyes immediately showed a hint of sigh.
"I didn't expect that more than a month has passed!"
Only then did the eight leaders react.
Obviously, in their opinion, Ye Wuque was worried about them and couldn't help but come over to take a look.
Now that Ye Wuque's status in the Ancient Alliance of Gods is beyond doubt, it doesn't matter if he breaks into the Patriarch Hall without permission.
The reaction of the nine people suddenly made a glimmer of light flash in the depths of Ye Wuque's bright eyes.
"Leader, how is Pan'er? And... where is Senior Shensan?"
Ye Wuque spoke again.
When Chu Xingkuang heard this, it seemed that because of the mention of "Pan'er", a gentle and loving look suddenly appeared in his eyes and he said: "It was a lucky success! Thank you all for your help this time, and I brought Pan'er back!"
While speaking, Chu Xingkuang looked at the eight leaders, slowly clasped his fists and saluted, his face full of gratitude.
"Leader, it doesn't have to be like this!"
"This is what we should do!"
"This child, Pan'er, has suffered so much since childhood. We have watched her all the way, just like our own daughter."
"Yes! It's best that Pan'er is alright. It's best that our efforts have not been in vain."
The eight leaders waved their hands and smiled.
Chu Xingkuang nodded deeply.
He knows that a great favor cannot be thanked without words!
Even though he is the leader of the Ancient Alliance of Gods, he still owes a deep debt of gratitude to the eight leaders.
After all, this is a "favor to save a daughter", which is very heavy.
Chu Xingkuang also breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. He looked at Ye Wuque again with a smile on his face and continued: "Senior Shensan took Pan'er to the nine heavens to use the power of nature to nourish the body again!"
"Pan'er has always been taken care of by Senior Shensan. I owe him a lot!"
Ye Wuque's eyes moved slightly.
At this moment, the power of Ye Wuque's soul had been emptied, and it shrouded the sky above the sky. From an infinite distance, he seemed to sense something.
The eight leaders also stood up one after another at this time, all showing relaxed expressions.
"I have to go back and get a good night's sleep!"
"Yes, Jiuyou has been pacified, and now Pan'er is fine again. The world is at peace, and it's time to take a rest."
"We old bones can't stand it anymore!"
"It doesn't matter. Isn't Wuque here? From now on, the world belongs to Wuque's generation of young people!"
The eight leaders were chatting casually. Although each of them consumed a lot of energy, they were still in good spirits.
"Everyone, please go back and rest quickly!"
Chu Xingkuang also laughed.
"Wu Que, come and sit at my place and let's have a good chat."
Chu Xingkuang looked at Ye Wuque, who nodded slightly.
At that moment, a group of ten people all walked out of the Patriarch Hall and walked slowly on the forest path, admiring the beautiful scenery in the small valley, all with smiles on their faces.
Chu Xingkuang and Ye Wuque were at the bottom.
Among the eight leaders, the leader Qingyuan was walking in the middle. His eyes fell on Ye Wuque's back, with a faint smile on his face and a pair of deep and clear eyes.
But an inexplicable meaning flashed through him.
After walking to the exit of the small valley, the eight leaders bowed wildly to Chu Xing and then returned to rest.
Only Ye Wuque and Chu Xingkuang were left walking slowly in the ancient alliance.
Wherever the two of them passed, countless Nine Meridians disciples immediately stood up respectfully. They all saluted from a distance and looked at them with awe and fanaticism from a distance.
The countless disciples of the Nine Meridians of the Ancient League seem to have no changes from the past, nor do they have any other feelings.
Not only the disciples of the Ancient Alliance, but also the eight leaders, and even Chu Xingkuang!
They all seemed unaware of the so-called "turn back in time" that had just occurred, and had no idea at all.
Chu Xingkuang took Ye Wuque to walk in the ancient alliance. He began to introduce to Ye Wuque all the flowers, plants, trees and various situations in the ancient alliance.
Every item of Chu Xingkuang is like a treasure, and is at your fingertips.
Ye Wuque listened quietly all the way, and under Chu Xingkuang's introduction, he became more and more understanding of various situations in the ancient alliance.
It wasn't until an hour later that the two of them arrived at Chu Xingkuang's alliance leader's hall.
Inside the main hall.
Chu Xingkuang and Ye Wuque were already sitting cross-legged opposite each other. Chu Xingkuang made tea for Ye Wuque with his own hands, and soon the whole hall was filled with the aroma of tea.
Soon, Chu Xingkuang made an invitation gesture towards Ye Wuque and said with a smile: "Come! Wuque, try my craftsmanship."
Ye Wuque immediately raised the teacup filled with slightly scalded green tea and gently put it into his mouth, while Chu Xingkuang did the same and raised a cup of tea.
The two of them drank tea quietly.
"Good tea! It tastes bitter and astringent, but it has a rich aroma. After you soak it, the aroma becomes more intense. After it goes down, it still has a sweet aftertaste, and the aftertaste is endless."
Putting down the wine glass, Ye Wuque praised it.
"Haha! It seems that my tea-making skills have not been completely lost after all these years."
Chu Xing laughed wildly.
"It's perfect! Do you know? Even now, I still can't imagine that the Nine Netherworld that has troubled the human race for so many years has been pacified!"
“Even now I feel like it’s...a dream!”
Chu Xingkuang spoke with emotion.
Ye Wuque listened quietly.
"I am so lucky now! God took pity on our ancient alliance and gave you to our ancient alliance. If it weren't for you, the war would have continued!"
"I'll give you a toast with tea instead of wine!"
Chu Xingkuang raised his glass solemnly.
"The leader of the alliance is serious."
Ye Wuque smiled faintly and raised the tea cup.
After finishing the drink, Chu Xingkuang continued: "It's clear that you now have a noble status in the entire human race."
"I asked you to come over, not only for a chat, but also for selfish reasons..."