Meeting Wu Zhen's probing eyes, Ye Feiran raised her eyebrows slightly, "What's wrong? Is this question difficult to answer?"
Wu Zhen shook his head slightly, "It's not difficult to answer, there is no Night God Realm in the God Realm."
"Is it true?" Ye Feiran expressed doubts. She was certain that Emperor Zun was also from the God Realm.
"Really!" Wu Zheng nodded, "There really is no Night God Realm in the God Realm."
There is no Night God Realm, but there is the Evil God Realm.
However, there is no need to tell Aran about this.
He doesn't like the Evil God Realm, so he doesn't want to mention it.
However, even if he died, there was still a doubt in his heart.
After Aran's soul was sent to reincarnation, many people later followed Mrs. Ye's example and spent her whole life practicing to send the fallen people into reincarnation, but no one succeeded in this method.
So he was very sure that the door of reincarnation was not so easy to open. Mrs. Ye might not have been able to open it even after spending her whole life practicing. There must be other help.
He suspected that this person was from the Evil God Realm.
Because after Aran entered reincarnation, the Evil God Realm began to become silent, and it remained in a state of silence until his death.
However, this is what the person from the Evil God Realm should do. If it weren't for him, Aran would not have fallen.
Just when he was lost in thought, Ye Feiran's face suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes.
Wu Zhen's heartbeat quickened, "Aran, what are you going to do?"
Ye Feiran raised her lips and smiled, "Without doing anything else, I just want to confirm again, is there really no Night God Realm in the God Realm?"
"No, really not, I can swear." Wu Zheng's expression could not be more serious.
Seeing this, Ye Feiran chose to believe it and no longer inquired further. Anyway, Wu Zhen's soul can freely enter and exit the Ten Thousand Years Soul-Linging Wooden Bracelet, and he will definitely react when he sees the emperor.
"Oh, let's continue with the sensational script just now."
Wu Zheng: "..."
The topic changed a bit quickly, and he hasn't digested what happened before!
If he didn't want to mention the person from the Evil God Realm, he couldn't help but ask Aran if he had awakened his memory?
Ye Feiran stepped back, took another sip of wine, and then asked, "Has Mrs. Ye's cultivation recovered?"
"She can't return to her previous heights because she has inner demons. These inner demons will naturally be broken when Goddess Ye comes back." Wu Zheng replied truthfully.
Ye Feiran nodded, "That's good!"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Feiran silently changed the subject, "Wu Zhen, what about you? You are the Witch God, so you are not the domain lord of the Witch God Domain, right?"
Wu Zhen smiled and shook his head, "I am from the Witch God Territory, but I am not the domain lord. The Lord of the Witch God Territory is my sister and another friend of Ye Shennu."
Ye Feiran glanced at Wu Zhen, but before he could speak, Wu Zhen said again, "Her name is Wu Yan, the new witch god. Aran can fight with her when he goes to the God Realm in the future."
"Okay!" Ye Feiran nodded in agreement, silently remembering the name Wu Yan.
Next, she stopped asking a word and kept drinking, not knowing what she was thinking.
Wu Zheng was also in a trance.
Speaking of Wu Yan, he felt heartbroken.
Wizards have a somewhat cold temperament to begin with. After Aran's death, Wu Yan became colder than before, and with his death again, she will only become even colder.
In this way, one person and one soul sat in silence until dawn.
After the sky turned white, Ye Feiran's whole body had returned to normal, and he raised his eyes to look at Wu Zhen.
"Wu Zhen, hurry up and cultivate your soul. Wu Yan must be waiting for you to go back. What's more, can you bear the hard work of a girl like her to manage a divine realm?"
Hearing this, Wu Zheng looked at Ye Feiran blankly, then nodded, "Okay!"
Yes, since he has the opportunity, he must cultivate his soul and return to the divine realm.
Not for revenge, just for Ayan and Aran.
Ye Feiran just narrowed his eyes for a while and then went to teach Yuetan and Yuexing their poison skills.
When he was free, Tang Mengtong lowered his voice and asked, "Little Ye Zi, did you gain anything from going to the Wu'an tribe?"
"The harvest is particularly great. From now on, I will have the guidance of the witch god on Gu arts." Ye Feiran said with a smile.
Hearing this, Tang Mengtong opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Witch God? Is that what I thought?"
"Yes!" Ye Feiran nodded, "So we must work hard to practice and strive to go to the God Realm in the future."
Tang Mengtong: "!!!"
This is the goal of all cultivators, but why does she feel that this goal is so far away from them now!
"Little Ye Zi, should we consider going to the fairy world first?"
As soon as these words came out, Ye Feiran couldn't help but laugh.
"Haha... Tongtong is right, let's try to get to the fairy world as quickly as possible.
However, when the time comes, I will let you witness the grace of the Witch God, so that you will be full of motivation."
Tang Mengtong looked surprised, "Really? Can we really see the Witch God?"
Even though he has fallen, he is still a god. I never thought that they would have the chance to see God now.
"Yes! Although he died, he left behind a trace of his soul."
After Ye Feiran finished speaking, he sent a message to Wu Zhen who was inside the ten thousand year soul-inducing wooden bracelet.
"Wu Zheng, do you mind?"
"Of course I don't mind," Wu Zheng replied.
He also wanted to get to know Aran's friends in this life.
She must have been so anxious to come back because she was worried about her friends.
Ye Feiran taught Yuetan and the others the two-day poison technique, and also learned about the conditions of the eight tribes through the mutated nine-leaf red branch.
She felt that the fire was almost ready, so she gathered her friends to confirm the next plan.
In the end, all eight people's eyes were focused on the mutated nine-leaf red branch.
"Little Mengzi, are you okay?" Han Xize asked.
The mutated nine-leaf red branch immediately rolled its eyes at Han Xize, "I can't do it, can you?"
Han Xize: "..."
Since when did the little Mengzi get choked up when talking?
He touched his nose with his hand and smiled awkwardly, "I said the wrong thing, you are the best!"
"snort!"
The mutated nine-leaf red branch snorted coldly and approached Ye Feiran.
"Ranran, I will definitely complete the task well."
Ye Feiran stretched out his hand to caress the leaves of the mutated nine-leaf red branch, and said with a smile, "Okay, I will reward you when the time comes."
"Then can I choose a reward?" The mutant nine-leaf red branch asked immediately.
Ye Feiran's lips curled up slightly, her eyes filled with doting, "Of course it's okay."
Hearing this, the mutated nine-leaf red branch immediately cheered, "Yeah, yeah, Ranran is the best!"
Late that night, after Ye Feiran gave some instructions, the mutated nine-leaf red branch took action.
It’s a dark, windy night, perfect for a big fight.
After leaving the Yongyue tribe, the mutant nine-leaf red branch looked condescendingly in the direction of the other eight tribes.
Looking at it, it suddenly remembered that there was something it had forgotten to tell Ye Feiran.
So, it went back again.
Ye Feiran frowned when he saw the mutated nine-leaf red branch, "Little Mengzi, what happened?"
"No, no, don't worry Ranran, I just remembered something I forgot to tell you."
Hearing this, Ye Feiran felt relieved, "What's going on?"