Volume 182: Within the Lingjie there is Qiankun

  "Oh."

  Dongfang Fengfei carefully followed Ye Qianmo's instructions and after a while, the ring was opened.

  "Wow, it's so big inside!"

  She inserted her divine consciousness and saw the scene inside. Dongfang Fengyi was stunned. This wasn't a storage space, it was clearly a world!

  Although the world was still a very primitive world, the sky and land were still connected together, a vast expanse of chaos, without any signs of life, yet it was extremely desolate. In the air, there was a small spark that provided a faint light to the entire chaotic world.

  "Little girl, this ring is not an ordinary ring. The spark of fire is the Black Gold Fire, which can eventually evolve into the sun of this world. It has not grown up yet. You need to put more things with yuan energy in this ring, so that after the Black Gold Fire grows up, your Lingjie world will also prosper gradually and become a real world."

  Yè Qīng Mò explained to Dōng Fāng Fēi.

  "Is there something with spiritual energy? How much is needed?" Dongfang Fengyi asked weakly.

  "Alright, primary evolution, just one low-level primal pulse is enough, and your Spirit Ring world will be able to initially evolve life and air, and you can also let living creatures in."

  Ye Qingmo said calmly, as if finding a Yuan pulse was as easy as picking up a hemp rope on the side of the street.

  Old Mo, a low-level Yuan Vein, that's a Yuan Vein! Do you know how many Yuan Veins there are in the entire Northern Domain? The initial evolution requires a Yuan Vein, isn't that extravagant!

  "Don't worry, little girl, Yuan Miao has already helped you find it, so you don't have to worry anymore."

  Looking at Dongfang Fengfei's small face that was scrunched up like a bun, Ye Qingmo couldn't help but rub her little head.

  "Really?!"

  Upon hearing Ye Qingmo's words, Dongfang Fengfei was so excited that she almost jumped up. This husband of hers is really too perfect, isn't he!

  "It's true, you didn't sleep all night yesterday, go and rest properly first, I'll take you to get the yuan pulse in a few days."

  Ye Qingmo spoke very casually, as if Yuan Miao was a member of his own family.

  "Wow! But why don't we go right away?"

  Thinking of getting a yuan pulse, Dongfang Feng's heart was thrilled, and he couldn't wait to get his hands on it!

  In this world, after cultivating to the Martial Spirit stage, the primordial energy between heaven and earth is no longer sufficient for cultivation. At that point, one must cultivate using primal stones. However, primal stones are extremely rare, and only some large sects or aristocratic families can possess them. Therefore, primal stones are highly treasured in this world.

  In a bigger city, gold coins are almost useless and all transactions are done directly with yuan stones.

  "You forgot, tomorrow is your third day after marriage, you need to go back to your parents' home for a visit, don't you need to prepare anything?"

  Yè Qīng Mò couldn't help but gently tap Dongfang Fengfei's little head, this little money enthusiast.

  "Oh yeah, I have to go back and see Muran brother!"

  Although she wasn't interested in Dongfang Fengfei at all, she liked her older brother Muran very much and really wanted to know if this Dongfang Muran was indeed identical to his brother.

  "In that case, hurry up and go rest, your room is just next to your husband's."

  As she spoke, Ye Qingmo was about to take Dongfang Fengfei to her room.

  "Next door? Shouldn't we be sleeping together?" Dongfang Fengfei opened her eyes wide with a puzzled expression.

  "You are still young and have just arrived at the palace, I worry that you will not be used to it as a husband."

  "No, I want to sleep with you!"

  They've become a married couple, how could he possibly leave his beautiful wife unheld and not go to hug her in bed? This is absolutely impossible!

  "Oh? Is little girl being serious?"

  When he heard that Dongfang Fengyi was going to sleep with him, Ye Qianchen asked in a low voice, "This little girl really isn't afraid of me at all."

  "Of course!"

  The little girl nodded very seriously, must be serious!

  "Alright then."

  Now that he was already familiar with Dongfang Feng's temperament, Ye Qingmo didn't say anything else and agreed. However, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled - how did an eight-year-old girl understand such things about men and women?

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