I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

Chapter 1656 is all ready!



Chapter 1656 is all ready!

Two days...

Two days is such a short time.

But for someone like Mingchuan, being able to set aside two days for her alone is already an immense achievement.

Ling Yiyi's previously dim eyes lit up again.

She smiled through her tears, "Okay... then... have you eaten? I'll have my assistant make a reservation!"

She reached for the phone, like a child who had finally been picked up by their parents and was eager to arrange everything.

Mingchuan smiled and pulled her back: "Don't bother, I've asked Ah Xiong and the others to make the arrangements. You pack up, let's go back and eat."

A sweet feeling welled up in Ling Yiyi's heart, and she nodded.

"Okay! Then I won't work overtime either, so as not to waste these two hard-earned days of yours."

She quickly tidied her slightly disheveled hair and clothes, picked up her bag, and took Mingchuan's arm. Her smile was bright and charming, showing no trace of the strong woman she had just been.

As she went downstairs, she encountered employees who were still working overtime. The employees were all stunned to see their icy beauty CEO arm in arm with a strange man, smiling so sweetly. They all speculated about the man's background.

Mingchuan and Ling Yiyi ignored these stares.

Sitting in the car on the way back to the Ling family villa, Ling Yiyi held Mingchuan's hand tightly the whole time, as if she had endless things to say, asking him where he had been, what he had done, and how he was doing.

Mingchuan picked out the things he could talk about and chatted with her briefly, but he didn't mention a word about the dangers of the cultivation world.

He just wanted to give her as much ease and happiness as possible in this limited time.

Back in that familiar, spacious villa where only Ling Yiyi now lives, Ling Yiyi personally cooked several dishes that Mingchuan liked.

Although it can't compare to a hotel chef's cooking, it's full of the taste of home.

After dinner, the two embraced on the sofa, gazing at the moonlight outside the window.

Ling Yi leaned on Ming Chuan's shoulder and whispered about the company's affairs, the difficulties encountered, and the achievements made, like a chirping little bird.

Mingchuan listened quietly, occasionally offering a few suggestions, but mostly simply enjoying this rare moment of warmth and tranquility.

He could sense that although Ling Yiyi had become strong and capable on the outside, her dependence on him and her feelings for him had never changed.

“Mingchuan,” Ling Yiyi suddenly raised her head, her eyes gentle as water, with a hint of shyness and determination, “I know you have many important things to do and can’t always be by my side. It’s okay, I will stay here, manage the Ling family well, and wait for you to come back.”

She paused, her voice even softer yet crystal clear: "This will always be your home."

Mingchuan was deeply moved and hugged her even tighter.

He lowered his head, kissed her forehead, and solemnly promised, "Yes, I know. I'll definitely come back to see you after I've finished dealing with things over there. Take care of yourself and don't overwork yourself."

That night, the villa's lights shone warmly and for a long time.

For Mingchuan and Ling Yiyi, this was a comforting reunion after a long separation, and the most affectionate tenderness before parting.

For Mingchuan, who is about to embark on a long journey, this lamp and this person in Gaozhou will remain an unchanging concern in his heart.

Seeing the once desolate villa become more lively with Mingchuan's arrival, Ling Yiyi felt a sweet warmth rise in her heart, but it was soon overwhelmed by sorrow again.

Once Mingchuan leaves, this brief warmth will vanish as well...

Is she being too selfish, clinging too much to this tenderness?

Ling Yiyi's eyes were filled with tears, and she couldn't help but stare intently at Mingchuan's face.

Looking at her face, Mingchuan knew the bitterness in her heart, but he felt nothing but guilt...

……

Two days passed as quickly as sand slipping through your fingers.

Mingchuan accompanied Ling Yiyi to handle some backlogged company matters, met with several important business partners, and went shopping and watched movies like an ordinary couple, trying his best to make up for the lack of companionship.

The moment of parting finally arrived.

Without saying much, Ling Yiyi stood at the villa entrance, forcing back her tears, and waved to Mingchuan with a smile.

Mingchuan looked at her deeply, as if trying to etch her image into his heart, then turned around and met up with Ah Xiong who was waiting outside. Their figures disappeared into the morning mist.

He took away Ling Yiyi's reluctance to leave, but also left behind a deep bond.

And his journey will continue.

……

Before the morning mist had completely dissipated, Mingchuan and Axiong appeared in front of the Leng family villa.

Unlike the lingering sorrow of parting in Gaozhou, the air here is filled with a spirited and eager fighting spirit.

As soon as he pushed open the door, all eyes immediately turned to him.

Ye Yan stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes filled with inquiry and understanding.

Leng Xi, Ran Qianqian, and Dong Chuyan stood together, their gazes toward Mingchuan clear and understanding, devoid of any jealousy, filled only with gentle anticipation.

Luqiu, Meng Dalang, Shi Guangyang and their brothers were all in high spirits, fully equipped, and had burning eyes, as if they could immediately go to any battlefield at Mingchuan's command.

The entire courtyard, including the open space in front of the villa, was filled with people. It was a dark mass, yet orderly and silent. Only an invisible, cohesive aura was quietly rising!

Mingchuan smirked: "Everything's ready?"

“I’m ready!!”

The sound waves were uniform and soared into the sky, startling several birds on distant tree branches.

"Alright! Then we won't delay any longer!" Mingchuan felt a surge of pride, and the last trace of sorrow was dispelled by his soaring enthusiasm.

His gaze, sharp as lightning, swept over every face filled with trust and expectation. "Enough with the nonsense! The journey to the Spirit Realm is fraught with peril, and may be filled with formidable enemies!"

His voice suddenly rose, filled with unwavering determination: "But I, Mingchuan, hereby swear that I will lead you all to conquer a land of our own in the Spirit Realm, and establish a sect that will allow our brothers to hold their heads high and our families to enjoy glory!"

"Roar!!"

The crowd's emotions were completely ignited, and their roars merged into one, as if even the air itself was trembling.

"The new sect is named Wan Chuan Sect. Now, in the name of the sect leader of Wan Chuan Sect, I declare—" Ming Chuan waved his arm, his voice resounding throughout the land, "Let's set off home!"

"Go home! Go back to Wanchuan Sect!"

Amidst the deafening cheers of the crowd, Mingchuan no longer hesitated.

He took a deep breath, and simultaneously pushed the Nascent Soul spiritual power and the spatial power of the Burning Heaven Ancient Jade to their limits.

He made a series of swift, sweeping gestures with his hands in front of him, and streams of mysterious silver light flowed from his fingertips, like silver shuttles weaving a net, rapidly outlining and intertwining on the open ground in front of the villa.

Space began to distort and fluctuate, emitting a low hum.

A stable and profound silver light gate with a diameter of over ten meters slowly condensed and took shape in front of everyone!

Inside the gate of light, the familiar courtyard scene was no longer there, but a hazy, flowing light. One could vaguely sense the abundant spiritual energy and vast atmosphere emanating from the other side, which was completely different from the human world!

This is the stable passage to the Spirit Realm!


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