All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

Chapter 243 Returning to the Origin

Wei Yu's face was still somewhat pale, but much better than before.

Xuanqing's arm had been simply bandaged, with a strip of blue cloth wrapped around the hideous wound, but it did not affect his movements at all.

Han Xuanxuan took out a pill

"Brother Wei Yu, just hold on a little longer. In three hours at most, we'll be back at the Lingxu Sect."

Xuan Qing's voice was gentle, and his steps were steady as he carefully supported Wei Yu, afraid of bumping into him.

After the fusion of the soul fragments, Wei Yu's soul was restored to 35%, and the Sentinel Power also unlocked a new skill.

Although his body was still somewhat weak, it was a world of difference compared to his previous near-death state.

He nodded slightly, his voice still a little hoarse: "Thank you, Brother Xuanqing, you've worked hard."

"Don't be so polite with me!" Xuan Qing waved his hand, his tone cheerful. "If you hadn't risked your life to save us, Xuanxuan and I would have become food for the hunters long ago. What's a little hardship compared to that?"

Han Xuanxuan also came over and handed over a Qingling Grass covered in dew, her eyes full of worry: "Brother Wei Yu, chew some of this. It can relieve fatigue and replenish your spiritual energy. I specially picked the tenderest one."

Looking into the girl's clear eyes, Wei Yu felt a warmth in his heart. He took the Qingling Grass and chewed it gently.

The refreshing spiritual energy instantly spread in my mouth, sliding down my throat and into my body, which indeed relieved my fatigue considerably.

"Xuanxuan is so thoughtful."

The three walked side by side, heading towards the Kunlun Sect.

Unlike the perilous journey there, the return trip was surprisingly smooth.

I originally thought that killing that Nascent Soul hunter would most likely provoke retaliation from other hunters.

After all, hunters usually hunt in groups and rarely act alone.

Along the way, they encountered not a single hunter, let alone an ordinary monster.

The mountains and forests along the way are lush and green, birds chirp and sing on the branches, and a gentle breeze rustles through the leaves, creating a scene of tranquility and peace.

Xuan Qing walked on the outermost side, constantly alert to his surroundings, but he did not find anything unusual until he left Black Wind Canyon.

He couldn't help but frown and mutter to himself, "Strange, this is going too smoothly."

"Logically speaking, we should have killed a Nascent Soul hunter without making a sound."

Han Xuanxuan was also a little puzzled, blinking her bright eyes: "Yes, senior brother, I thought other hunters would come after us, but we didn't even see a single monster."

Wei Yu leaned on Xuan Qing's shoulder, his fingertips subtly activating a wisp of Sentinel power to probe the surrounding environment.

Within a 200-kilometer detection range, there was only abundant spiritual energy and some ordinary spiritual plants and birds.

There was no dark aura, nor any fluctuation of power from any strong individual.

He was somewhat surprised, but mostly relieved.

Now all three of them are seriously injured, and if they really encounter other hunters, they will have no chance to fight back.

"Perhaps the hunter was too arrogant and didn't inform his companions."

Wei Yu spoke slowly, his tone tinged with speculation: "It's also possible that his companions are unaware of his demise and haven't come to search for him yet."

Xuan Qing nodded, agreeing with Wei Yu's point: "No matter what, a safe return trip is always a good thing."

"It's not too late to make plans after we return to our sect, recuperate, and heal our injuries."

Han Xuanxuan nodded vigorously, a smile appearing on her face: "Yes, yes, we'll be safe once we're back at the sect. We also have the sect's healing pills, so Brother Wei Yu and Senior Brother's injuries will heal quickly."

The three of them said no more and quickened their pace.

Xuan Qing supported Wei Yu, their steps steady and quick, with Han Xuanxuan following beside them, occasionally handing over spirit herbs or water pouches, showing great care.

The scenery along the way constantly changes, gradually transforming from the dark and precipitous Black Wind Canyon into lush green forests.

The spiritual energy in the air became increasingly concentrated, and one could feel the comfort of the soul with just one breath.

Wei Yu could clearly feel the Homecoming Power within his body slowly circulating, repairing his damaged body.

The soul fragments he obtained from Xuan Qing were slowly merging into his divine soul, gradually making his shattered divine soul whole again.

He quietly tried to activate the Sentinel Strike, and a faint but condensed golden-white power burst forth from his fingertips.

Although its power is not yet great enough, it is sufficient to deal with some low-level creatures.

"It seems that the Sentinel's power has indeed increased significantly, now that it has recovered to 30%."

Wei Yu thought to himself, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes.

As long as he can retrieve all the soul fragments as soon as possible and repair the complete soul, the Sentinel's power will be fully restored.

By then, he will have enough power to slay the hunters and lead the wanderers of all worlds back to their home planet.

Along the way, the three chatted casually, relieving the fatigue of the journey.

Xuanqing told Wei Yu interesting stories about the Lingxu Sect.

Han Xuanxuan chattered on about her experiences in the sect, the difficulties she encountered while cultivating the Pink Spirit Technique, and the adventures she had while gathering spiritual herbs.

Wei Yu listened quietly, occasionally interjecting a word or two, and his smile gradually grew wider.

Along the way, there were no crises, no battles, only warmth and tacit understanding between the three.

Before we knew it, three hours had passed.

In the distance, a majestic mountain peak came into view.

The mountain peaks pierce the clouds, shrouded in mist, their summits hidden within the clouds, resembling a fairyland.

On the mountain peak, one can vaguely see palaces and pavilions scattered about, with upturned eaves and corners, exuding an antique charm and a rich spiritual and rustic atmosphere.

"Brother Wei Yu, look! That's our Lingxu Sect!"

Xuan Qing stopped and pointed to the distant mountain peaks, his tone filled with pride and excitement.

Han Xuanxuan also raised her head, a hint of longing and joy flashing in her eyes: "Finally back at the sect!"

Wei Yu looked in the direction Xuan Qing pointed, and a ripple of emotion stirred within him.

This is the Lingxu Sect, Xuanqing's sect, and also his temporary refuge.

The spiritual energy atop the mountain peak was so dense it was almost tangible, more than ten times denser than the spiritual energy surrounding Black Wind Canyon.

Moreover, he could sense the aura fluctuations of many powerful individuals on the mountain peak.

Although most of them were at the Golden Core and Foundation Establishment stages, there were a few with exceptionally strong auras that faintly reached the Nascent Soul stage.

"As expected of a major sect, with profound foundations."

Wei Yu secretly admired him.

Xuan Qing helped Wei Yu up and quickened their pace toward the Lingxu Sect's mountain gate.

The closer you get to the mountain gate, the richer the spiritual energy becomes, and the more tranquil the surrounding environment becomes.

Along the way, you can see many disciples of the Lingxu Sect. Some are cultivating, some are picking spiritual herbs, and some are sparring. It is a scene full of vitality.

Most of these disciples were dressed in blue Taoist robes, with an otherworldly air and clear eyes, clearly cultivators.

They saw Xuan Qing supporting Wei Yu, with Han Xuanxuan following beside them, and their faces showed curiosity.

"Isn't that Senior Brother Xuanqing? Why is he back?"

"Yes, didn't Senior Brother Xuanqing go out on a mission? Why did he bring someone back with him?"

"Look at that man, he's so pale, he looks like he's badly injured. Who is he?"

The disciples around him whispered among themselves, their eyes occasionally glancing at Wei Yu.

Xuan Qing was already used to this, so he simply nodded slightly as a greeting, and continued to support Wei Yu as they walked quickly toward the mountain gate.

Wei Yu remained calm, letting the surrounding disciples scrutinize him, his gaze still fixed on the mountain gate in front of him.

The mountain gate of Lingxu Sect is carved from a huge piece of blue stone, which is more than ten feet high. On it are two powerful characters: Lingxu.

The characters are powerful and majestic, exuding the aura of a major sect.

On either side of the mountain gate stood two disciples dressed in blue Taoist robes. They were tall and straight, with sharp eyes and a steady aura, clearly the gatekeeper disciples of the Lingxu Sect.

Upon seeing Xuan Qing, they immediately softened their sharp gazes and bowed respectfully: "Senior Brother Xuan Qing!"

Xuan Qing nodded slightly, his tone calm: "Yes, I'm back. This is my friend Wei Yu. He was seriously injured, and I brought him back to the sect to heal."

The two gatekeepers glanced at Wei Yu but didn't ask any further questions.

Xuanqing held a high position in the Lingxu Sect, was a key disciple cultivated by the sect, and was highly valued by his teachers.

Moreover, the Lingxu Sect has always been hospitable, so they naturally wouldn't stop Xuanqing from bringing his friends.

"Please come in, senior brother!"

The two gatekeepers stepped aside to make way and said respectfully.

Xuan Qing nodded, helped Wei Yu, and led Han Xuanxuan into the mountain gate of Kunlun Sect.

As soon as they entered the mountain gate, an even richer spiritual energy rushed towards them, instantly enveloping the three of them.

Wei Yu felt completely refreshed, the circulation of spiritual energy within his body had accelerated considerably, and the pain in his body had lessened considerably.

The three continued walking, and the scenery along the way became increasingly serene.

The path is paved with bluestone and lined with exotic flowers and plants, emitting a faint fragrance. Occasionally, butterflies flutter among the flowers, creating a very pleasant scene.

Along the roadside, many disciples were cultivating. Some sat cross-legged, closed their eyes and regulated their breathing, surrounded by spiritual energy; others held long swords and sparred with each other, the sword wind whistling, full of momentum.

Other disciples were busy tending to the spirit fields and picking spirit herbs.

As Wei Yu walked, he observed everything around him, gaining a more direct understanding of the Kunlun Sect.

This Lingxu Sect truly lives up to its reputation. Not only does it possess profound cultural heritage and numerous disciples, but it also maintains a pure and upright atmosphere, brimming with vitality and energy.

"Brother Xuanqing, where shall we go first?" Wei Yu asked softly.

Xuanqing thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to Qingxuan Pavilion where I live first. It's quiet there and suitable for recuperating."

"Once we're settled, I'll go to the sect's alchemy room and get you some healing pills to help you recover from your injuries."

"Okay." Wei Yu nodded, without objection.

Han Xuanxuan nodded, "I'll do whatever you say, Senior Brother."

The three of them continued on their way, passing through quiet paths and winding past ancient palaces, until they finally arrived at Qingxuan Pavilion.

Qingxuan Pavilion is situated on a small hill, surrounded by lush bamboo groves. The wind rustles through the bamboo forest, creating a tranquil atmosphere.

The pavilion is a wooden structure with an antique feel. It has three floors and a small courtyard in front of it, where several spiritual flowers are planted, exuding a faint spiritual aura.

"This is my residence, Qingxuan Pavilion."

Xuan Qing pushed open the courtyard gate and said to Wei Yu and Han Xuanxuan, "You two rest here first. I'll go to the alchemy room to get the pills and I'll be back soon."

"Okay, senior brother," Han Xuanxuan said.

Xuan Qing nodded, turned around and left Qingxuan Pavilion.

After Xuanqing left, Wei Yu leaned against a stone chair in the courtyard, closed his eyes, and began to regulate his breathing.

After a moment of meditation, Wei Yu felt his spiritual energy recover somewhat, and his soul became more stable.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Xuanqing possesses a fragment of his soul.

That was one of the scattered fragments of his soul, and also the first fragment of his soul that he found.

Now, this fragment of soul has merged into his divine soul, helping him repair a part of his shattered divine soul.

But his soul has more than just this one fragment.

Back then, he died protecting the Coordinates, and the Sentinel's abilities, along with fragments of his soul, scattered throughout the myriad worlds.

What Xuanqing had was only one of them.

A question suddenly arose in his mind.

What made his heart sink even more was that Han Xuanxuan, like him, was a transmigrator from their home planet.

Yet, there was no trace of her own soul fragment emanating from her. If soul fragments could attach themselves to transmigrators, then Han Xuanxuan should have one as well.

But that wasn't the case. Even more strangely, he suddenly remembered that Xuan Qing had mentioned that many disciples of the Lingxu Sect had transmigrated from another world.

But he probed the entire sect and found that not only the transmigrated disciples, but even the ordinary disciples did not have the slightest trace of soul fragments. What was going on?

At this moment, he activated the power of the Sentinels, narrowing the detection range to the interior of the Kunlun Sect, carefully sensing the surrounding soul fluctuations.

The spiritual energy circulated slowly within his body, and the Sentinel's power spread out, covering the entire Qingxuan Pavilion, and then gradually spreading to the surrounding area.

He could clearly sense the fluctuations in the aura of many disciples around him, including those at the Golden Core stage, Foundation Establishment stage, and Qi Refining stage.

But apart from that, he did not sense any fluctuations related to his own soul fragments.

"Strange, why isn't it there?"

Wei Yu frowned, a hint of doubt in his mind.

He thought that since the Lingxu Sect had many disciples, there might be other soul fragments that ended up in one of the disciples' bodies.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

Unwilling to give up, he increased the output of the Sentinel's power, expanding the detection range to the entire Lingxu Sect.

The 200-kilometer detection range is just enough to cover the entire Lingxu Sect area.

He carefully sensed every fluctuation, not missing a single detail.

Time passed slowly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on Wei Yu's forehead.

Continuously activating the Sentinel's power still takes a toll on his soul.

But he didn't give up and continued to carefully perceive it.