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This person is Yang Fei.

He has been cultivating in the True Martial Divine Realm for ten years, and on this windy and rainy evening, with the help of Ling Muxue and others, using Feng Yinxue's Void Cognition Divine Power, he finally returned to Earth Space.

At this moment, the destructive war that took place in the Central Kunlun Divine Realm has passed ten years.

During these ten years, Yang Fei constantly missed his family and friends on Earth Space.

Now, as he returns to Yannan City, looking at the familiar barber Old Li, the sense of closeness is self-evident.

Old Li personally starts to cut Yang Fei's hair, and amidst the snip snip sound of the scissors, Old Li can't help but laugh.

"Brother Fei, I remember back then you always had a short buzz cut, why have you grown long hair? Where have you been making a fortune these years?"

Yang Fei smiled faintly: "I've been studying abroad all these years, too busy to bother with haircuts."

Old Li instantly felt solemn respect.

"I never thought Brother Fei would study abroad too, truly accomplished, I most admire people like Brother Fei."

Yang Fei smiles silently.

Yang Fei did not deceive Old Li.

These years in the True Martial Divine Realm, while cultivating the Nine Extremes, most of his energy was spent on studying.

Wang Xiaoshi, in just over twenty years, broke through to the Holy Martial Realm, entering Half-Step Primordial Realm.

And it was not only because of his talent but because he inherited the Great Sun Golden Crow.

Countless elixirs and mystical techniques were at his disposal, a foundation deep beyond measure.

A Golden Crow Temple's resources and elixirs supported the entire True Martial Divine Realm.

So, the resources left for Yang Fei were few and far between.

During these ten years, Yang Fei nearly finished reading all the books in the Scripture Pavilion of the True Martial Divine Realm.

He was like a parched sponge, absorbing all the knowledge about cultivation day and night, broadening his horizons.

This knowledge included vast amounts about elixirs, artifact refining, techniques, formations, even the most esoteric laws and Tao theories, alongside numerous ancient secrets of the cultivation world.

These cultivation texts were immense, organized by Grand Priest Ling Muxue and Holy Maiden Feng Yinxue, all were top-notch treatises and classics.

After Yang Fei researched them, he suddenly realized.

Huaxia's National Arts were indeed cultivation techniques passed down from the cultivation world.

But after thousands of years, they have long declined, not even a fraction remains.

Yang Fei couldn't help but sigh.

Master Wang Yanru and adoptive father Wang Xiaoshi could deduce cultivation techniques from such weakened Martial Arts Heart Methods.

This intelligence could not be described merely as extraordinary.

Originally, Yang Fei integrated the Martial Will of many Great Masters in the Heavenly Palace within the God Ruins, gaining a bit of enlightenment about the Great Daoism.

He even independently deduced the Divine Skills of the Colorless Realm.

However, he was forcibly erased of the Heavenly Dao Reverse Seal by The Queen Mother, and that enlightenment vanished.

Even the countless Martial Wills of the Great Masters of the Heavenly Palace were wiped away.

Yet, Yang Fei believes that after vast amounts of reading and cultivation to the utmost, he could still condense the Heavenly Dao Reverse Seal.

The real challenge is like iron, but now you bravely start again!

Thinking of his adoptive father in the Candle Dragon Abyss, and the sealed True Martial Divine Realm, Yang Fei couldn't help but clench his fist.

In short, take life lightly, and fight if displeased!

Old Li saw Yang Fei deep in thought and wisely refrained from speaking further, snip snip snip, and soon finished Yang Fei's haircut.

Yang Fei reached into his pocket, finding it was empty, not without a bitter smile.

Damn, at this moment, he is a pauper with nothing.

He stood up, smiling apologetically towards Old Li.

"Sorry, I didn't bring any money right now, I'll send someone over later."

Old Li uttered a hey, tidying up the barber tools.

"We haven't seen our old neighbors in ten years, Brother Fei, if you say that, aren't you insulting me, Old Li?"

Yang Fei smiled slightly, patting Old Li's shoulder, accepting Old Li's goodwill.

He took a deep breath and stepped out of Li's Barber Shop, heading towards the Lanting Hotel not far away.

At this moment, the rain had already stopped, and fresh air greeted him.

Yang Fei was suddenly surprised.

He keenly felt, between heaven and earth, the vital energy is exceptionally dense, comparable to the True Martial Divine Realm.

Yang Fei looked puzzled at the void, largely confused.

He clearly remembered, ten years ago, Earth Space had very thin vital energy.

How did it become so dense after ten years?

This was in a bustling city, let alone in some renowned mountains where spirit veins gather!

Could it be because his adoptive father shattered the Wheel of Heaven's Way?

Yang Fei had an inkling.

To suppress the cultivation of the human race in Earth Space, Emperor Tian had controlled the spiritual energy of the entire Earth Space.

After the Wheel of Heaven's Way was shattered, he could no longer control the spirit veins of Earth Space.

Thus, generating a large amount of Spiritual Origin Qi is unsurprising.

Thinking about this, Yang Fei suddenly recalled Old Li earlier.

Even after ten years, Old Li seemed younger, his graying hair turning black.

At 50, he looked like someone in their 30s, perhaps due to this dense heaven and earth Spiritual Origin Qi.

If it weren't for feeling this dense spiritual energy, Yang Fei would almost forget this detail.

Looking at the void, Yang Fei recalled his adoptive father sealed in Candle Dragon Abyss, with a hidden sense of pain in his heart.

The hero who exhausted everything, sacrificing for the world, now endures the solitude and cold in darkness.

As the Lanting Hotel's door appeared ahead, Yang Fei shook his head, suppressing the heaviness in his heart, and strode over.

"Ten years have passed, I wonder how Sister Xueyi and the others are doing?"

"Damn, wouldn't they have given me a few green hats?"

Yang Fei's mind wandered, muttered a few times.

Sister Xueyi would never betray him, Zhang Lifang, that little minx, might be another story.

Thinking of Sister Xueyi, Yang Fei's heart warmed.

No matter how bleak life was, or how painful it was, thinking that Sister Xueyi was always waiting at home for him, Yang Fei felt touched.

He walked leisurely into Lanting Hotel's door, adjusted his jacket, and looked at himself in the revolving glass door.

Indeed, except for a bit more maturity in his face and better skin, he was still the same pretty boy.

The ten years left no trace on Yang Fei's body.

In fact, with the improvement of the Spirit Martial Realm, he seemed younger.

The receptionist saw Yang Fei entering the hotel, proactively greeted him.

"Sir, may I help you with anything?"

Yang Fei's heart warmed again.

For Yang Fei, Lanting Hotel was akin to his home, and every staff member here was like family.

Yang Fei smiled, politely saying, "Hello, I'd like to see Miss Lin Xueyi."

The receptionist's eyes showed an odd flash, faintly timid.

She glanced at Yang Fei, hesitated.

"We... Boss Lin isn't here, come back another day."

Seeing the receptionist's expression, Yang Fei knew she was lying, causing great suspicion.

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