She Shocks The Whole World After Retirement

1476 I’ll Sing You a Song, Creator (2)

“Thank you, Teacher.”

“It’s no trouble.”

Jing Jiaren nodded and replied, “Yes, she even asked me to give her the status of a registered disciple of the Jing family yesterday and help her register.”

“Is that so? That’s good. You’ll see each other again in a year and a half.”

Seeing that Prime Emperor Taixu seemed to be filled with confidence in Yu Huang’s participation in the Divination Conference, Jing Jiaren felt baffled. The power of divination in Yu Huang’s body wasn’t strong, like that of a layman who had just ventured into the divination field.

Not only was Yu Huang messing around, but Prime Emperor Taixu also let her mess around?

Could it be

Could it be that Yu Huang was hiding her strength?

However, Jing Jiaren immediately rejected this possibility because the strength of the divination power represented the strength of a clairvoyant’s cultivation level. Yu Huang didn’t have much divination power in her body, so she couldn’t have any other hidden power.

“Then I’ll wait for Yu Huang on the Divination Continent.”

After bidding farewell to the dean, Jing Jiaren returned to the lake island villa and planned to leave after packing her luggage and jewelry. Before she left, she thought of something and came to Villa No. 1000. Seeing that the door of the villa was closed, Jing Jiaren tied half of the concentric knot to the door and left.

* *

A month later, Feng Yuncheng and Ye Qingyang finally returned home after being exhausted by Prime Emperor Taixu.

Seeing a concentric knot hanging at the door, Feng Yuncheng stopped in his tracks and pointed at it. “Who hung this here? Half a concentric knot? This should be a love item between couples.” As he spoke, he noticed that Ye Qingyang’s eyes were filled with disgust and he guessed who it was.

“Jing Jiaren left it for you?” Feng Yuncheng asked.

“This concentric knot has fused with our blood. It’s a token we gave each other when we were 12 years old.” After Ye Qingyang took out the other half of the concentric knot from his interspatial ring, he took off the concentric knot on the door and put it together.

When they were put together, they formed a complete and beautiful reunion knot.

Ye Qingyang suddenly snorted. Then, a black Netherworld Ghost Flame emerged from his palm and wrapped around the concentric knot before quickly melting it.

“Now, I have nothing to do with her anymore. I have freedom to do whatever I want.” Destroying the knot meant destruction of their ill-fated relationship.

When Feng Yuncheng saw this scene, he took off his chain glasses and wiped them as he lamented, “I originally planned to design such a concentric knot for Her Highness as a token of love. With the two of you as examples, I think we should forget it.”

Ye Qingyang sneered. “Not everyone is like Jing Jiaren. What are you afraid of?”

“I’m afraid I’ll be affected by your bad luck.”

Ye Qingyang said, “Nothing good comes out of your mouth.”

* *

In August, Murong Qingxin and the other big shots graduated successfully. After they left, the Cultivation Platform in Cultivation Area No. 1 was emptied and the right to use it was handed over to another batch of elite students.

On this day, three elite students came to Cultivation District No. 1 together. Seeing that Cultivation Platform No. 2 and Cultivation Platform No. 10 were empty, they couldn’t help but lament, “Damn, I’ve been coveting these Cultivation Platforms for a few years. I’ve finally waited until Senior Murong Qingxin and the others graduated. It’s our turn to enjoy it.”

His companion pointed at Cultivation Platform No. 2 and asked, “Is Mr. Wuya coming back?”

“Who knows? However, I see that the academy didn’t empty his exclusive Cultivation Platform, so they’re probably waiting for him to come back to use it. There’s a high chance that he will come back.”

After nodding, the few of them tacitly looked at Cultivation Platform No. 1, which had its barrier closed.

They fell silent in unison.

“Cultivation Platform No. 1 is probably the exclusive Cultivation Platform of Prime Emperor Divine Miracle’s student, Yu Huang. I heard that eight months ago, Yu Huang accepted two years worth of monthly missions in one go. She only used half a year to complete all the missions. Then, she barged into the Cultivation Platform to enter seclusion. It’s been two months, but I haven’t seen her come out. I wonder if her cultivation has improved or not.”

“Isn’t that obvious? Yu Huang is a disciple who has been recognized by the Prime Emperor Divine Miracle. How can she not improve after two months of seclusion?” Then, the male cultivator looked into the distance and stared at the white Divine Gathering Shield a mile away as he said thoughtfully, “I’m more curious about Sheng Xiao’s situation. It’s been eight months since he went into seclusion. Do you think he can become a Divine Master?”

This question stumped everyone.

“Hey, stop dawdling. It’s time to go into seclusion.”

“Okay.”

The few of them went to their respective Cultivation Platforms and closed the barrier. Then, they ignored the outside world and focused on cultivating.

Coincidentally, Yu Huang, who had been in seclusion for two months, happened to open her eyes at this moment.

She was woken up by the two little fellows in her stomach.

After two months of seclusion, the spiritual power of the natural treasures she had consumed last time had already been completely absorbed by the little fellows and they were asking for nutrition. From among the treasures given to her by the Grand State Master, Yu Huang chose a soft and fair tree root that was like a silkworm baby and threw it into her mouth expressionlessly.

After she chewed on it, she realized that this thing looked quite clean, but it tasted extremely pungent.

She endured her disgust and swallowed the tree root. Soon, she sensed that the spiritual energy in her body became abundant. The two eggs in her stomach also became active again and began to absorb energy frantically. As Yu Huang took a sip of water, she heard her schoolmates discussing her in low voices outside.

From their discussion, Yu Huang obtained a few pieces of information.

Murong Qingxin and the others had graduated.

Zhan Wuya had yet to return to school.

Sheng Xiao wasn’t out of seclusion yet.

Yu Huang touched her stomach and said to the children, “Children, if your father is still in seclusion when the two of you are born, who will hatch you guys?” When Yu Huang thought of this, she felt troubled. “Forget it, let’s not think about it anymore. Let’s continue to catch stars.”

‘Catching stars’ was the only thing Yu Huang had to do during her seclusion.

She had been in seclusion for two months, but didn’t see a single star appear.

In the Chaotic World, it was always silent and dark. Other than Yu Huang’s consciousness shuttling through it, no other living beings appeared. This kind of life was really boring, but Professor Song had endured such a boring life for more than ten thousand years.

Yu Huang still didn’t know how many years she had to wait before earning the Creator’s recognition.

However, she was prepared to fight the Creator to the death.

She didn’t believe that the Creator didn’t know of her existence.

This time, Yu Huang no longer continued to meditate like before. She quietly waited for the stars to appear.

She thought: Professor Song spent more than ten thousand years trying to comprehend it, but he had yet to obtain the recognition of the Creator, so it could be seen that the Creator was very stubborn. Since the Creator left the Eternal Eye in the world, it must also hope that the three thousand worlds could exist and all living beings could continue to survive.

Since the Creator refused to take the initiative to appear, she could only take the initiative.

Yu Huang simply shuttled through this space. She wanted to see what the limit of this space was. Her consciousness floated in the Chaos Space for a long, long time, but she couldn’t find the border of Chaos or any traces of stars.

This place was really too vast.

But it was too lonely.

Lonely.

Lonely?

Yu Huang’s pupils dilated slightly.

“Let me sing you a song, Creator,” Yu Huang said coldly to the empty Chaotic World.