Dual Cultivation With My Yandere Disciples

A few minutes later, a spatial rift tore open above a vast grassland.

Two figures shot out from within alongside a majestic golden sword. The strange trio had no time to steady themselves, much less adjust their direction or speed.

Under the pull of gravity and the momentum of their flight, they crashed heavily into the ground.

Bang!

The earth shook violently as dust exploded into the air, engulfing their figures in a brown cloud.

"Cough! cough!"

By the time the dust settled and they reappeared, a young man was revealed, waving his hand and coughing repeatedly.

After clearing his throat and brushing the dirt from his eyes, he straightened his clothes before glaring furiously at the golden sword beside him.

"Damn it! Can’t you watch where you’re going? You’re a magic weapon, how could you even lose your sense of direction?"

The golden sword trembled slightly before Honglan’s phantom emerged.

Hearing Chen Xuan’s complaints, she didn’t try to retort, her face flushing red with embarrassment.

"Erm... it—it’s not my fault. I haven’t travelled through space in thousands of years," she instinctively defended herself, only to suddenly remember something.

"No! Why am I even explaining myself to you? Did you forget this was all your fault? You’re the one who caused the Secret Realm to collapse!"

Her words only made Chen Xuan even more furious.

However, just as he rolled up his sleeves and was about to argue with "reason", Honglan suddenly spoke again.

"Moreover, you’re such a pervert! It’s only been a few minutes, and you—you two are already going that!"

Saying this, Honglan’s face turned crimson.

She hurriedly waved her hands in front of her eyes and blocked her sight as though she couldn’t bear to look any longer.

It was just that the way she peeked through the gaps between her fingers and her excited look betrayed her true intentions.

Chen Xuan was baffled at first.

But after following her gaze and looking down, he realized the reason behind her reaction.

His current state... was indeed rather embarrassing, though it was not his fault.

The previous journey through space had knocked Tang Yuechen unconscious.

But perhaps due to fear, her legs and hands still clung tightly around him.

Combined with her drooling all over her chest and the faint flush across her face, it truly looked as though they had just engaged in some type of unspeakable act.

Chen Xuan fell speechless. Untying Tang Yuechen’s grip, he held her properly in his hands and scanned his surroundings.

"Where are we? Where did you bring us?" he asked.

Honglan shook her head.

"I don’t know." Seeing that he was about to blame her, she hurriedly added, "I really don’t know!"

"I told you, I haven’t done this in ages. Besides, my current state is not suitable to take action," she puffed up her cheeks, clearly blaming Chen Xuan for her misfortune.

"However, we shouldn’t have travelled far. At most, we’re probably only a few kilometers from the Secret Realm’s original location."

The moment she finished speaking, Honglang glanced at the unconscious Tang Yuechen and let out a sigh.

"Hey. That kid had incredible potential. Even if he couldn’t obtain the complete legacy, he should’ve at least received part of it. Unfortunately..."

Honglan’s words were vague. However, Chen Xuan immediately understood who she was referring to.

Naturally, it wasn’t Tang Yuechen in his arms.

It was Xiao Huo.

Obviously, Honglan believed he must have perished during the destruction of the Secret Realm.

However, Chen Xuan was not worried at all.

’Was the collapse of the Secret Realm really an accident? Although it appears to be the result of my Master exerting her power, there’s no way a mere coincidence.’

An idea flashed in his mind.

What would he have done after obtaining the full inheritance and binding Honglan?

The answer was obvious.

He would have immediately tried to kill Xiao Huo.

Trapped inside the Secret Realm, Xiao Huo had little chance of escaping alive.

But once outside, everything was possible.

’Is this the luck carried by the Destined Protagonist? Although I possess the Fate of the Fateless One and I’m not influenced by his luck, everything around him still bends in his favor.’

Chen Xuan couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

Still, deciding it wouldn’t hurt to give it a try, he activated the Heavenly Insight Eye and surveyed the area.

At first, he found nothing, only glimpsing some information regarding the surrounding terrain.

But after a few moments of investigation, something caught his attention in the distance.

A very familiar cloud of golden mist.

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"Cough! Cough!"

Xiao Huo spat out mouthfuls of mud mixed with blood, his condition looking extremely miserable.

His body was riddled with wounds left behind by the turbulent spatial rift, while the Spiritual Energy in his body had been utterly exhausted.

If not for his Holy Body tirelessly restoring his vitality, he would already be in critical condition.

Regardless, he didn’t show any panic.

He had experienced such situations countless times in the past.

Instead, what truly puzzled him was the earlier sudden turn of events.

"Master, what happened back there?" he asked in his mind, "Why did the Secret Realm suddenly explode? Didn’t you say that it housed the legacy of a powerful expert?"

"How could it shatter so suddenly?"

The moment his words fell, a gleam flashed across the ring on his finger.

Instantly, the illusory silhouette of an elegant and beautiful woman emerged beside him, her gaze filled with concern.

The mysterious cultivator shook her head.

"I’m not certain. Perhaps too much time had passed, and the Secret Realm’s power was finally exhausted," she thought of a plausible reason, though it ultimately did not matter.

"This isn’t something you should concern yourself with right now. Your priority is finding a safe place to recover. Don’t forget, this place is near the battlefield between the two factions."

Hearing her reminder, Xiao Huo felt warmth rise in his heart.

He grinned and laughed proudly.

"Don’t worry, Master. My luck has always been good. I only become stronger in the face of adversities. I, Xiao Huo, will only grow stronger after this!"

His tone grew more arrogant with every word.

But before he could finish speaking, a sudden chill ran down his spine.

In the next instant, eerie ghostly laughter echoed across the grassland as a sea of illusory phantoms shot toward him.