Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 1335: Reunion with the Yin Yang Refining Virtual Dragon

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Previously on Checking in for 100,000 Years...
Ye Yun and the others were teleported by Sikong Ying to the vast Open Sun Galaxy. Sikong Ying revealed that the Sword Pavilion's disciples outside the realm are tasked with battling mysterious creatures within this galaxy to protect the Divine Land. As they began to enter the galaxy, Sikong Ying warned of an impending stellar storm and then noticed someone approaching from its direction.

A young man in a dark red robe was rushing over from a distance, looking extremely disheveled.

The young man’s eyes were vacant, his breath chaotic, his body covered in scars with dark red blood long since dried, a shocking sight.

Yin Yang Refining Virtual Dragon?

Looking at this young man, Ye Yun frowned slightly.

This guy, indeed found the Open Sun Galaxy.

But seeing in such a miserable state, covered in scars, it seems he fled from the Open Sun Galaxy in distress.

"Stop!"

Sikong Ying waved his large sleeve, suddenly shouting angrily.

The sound rumbled like thunder, as if even the starlight in the Open Sun Galaxy was shaken apart.

"This..."

Yin Yang Refining Virtual Dragon looked at the people on the Celestial Boat, a look of fear appearing in his eyes.

He barely managed to escape from the Sword Pavilion disciples, only to unexpectedly run into more Sword Pavilion people.

The Celestial Boat flew closer.

Sikong Ying stood with his hands behind his back, coldly asking: "Who are you? Why have you entered our Sword Pavilion territory?"

"I’m just a loose cultivator who accidentally stumbled in, I’ll leave right away..."

Yin Yang Refining Virtual Dragon said with cupped fists, in a deep voice.

"Is that so?"

Sikong Ying’s face darkened slightly, staring tightly at the young man in the dark red robe.

His eyes flickered, bright and sharp, as if countless fierce Sword Intents were galloping within his gaze.

"Not good, Yin Yang Refining Virtual Dragon is about to be exposed..."

Ye Yun frowned.

After all, Sikong Ying is a Divine Emperor Realm cultivator, extremely powerful, far surpassing other ordinary Divine Emperor Realm cultivators in Divine Land; Yin Yang Refining Virtual Dragon, even with the Shadow Armor, would find it difficult to hide his true Dragon Clan identity.

However, Ye Yun did not take any action, his mind calm, he had his own plans.

"Senior, all that I say is true, may I be granted some convenience to leave?"

Yin Yang Refining Virtual Dragon politely said.

"Heh, since when did the Dragon Clan become interested in the Open Sun Galaxy?"

Sikong Ying suddenly let out a cold laugh, the powerful prowess of a Divine Emperor Realm crushing forward like a tidal wave.

Yin Yang Refining Virtual Dragon only felt his breathing grow difficult, his heart greatly shocked.

Unexpectedly, even the Shadow Armor on his body could not conceal his aura.

This person is truly formidable!

"Alas, I first fought with the Sword Pavilion disciples, then encountered a terrifying galaxy storm, the Shadow Armor was damaged, leading to the leakage of aura, discovered by this guy..."

Yin Yang Refining Virtual Dragon sighed inwardly, his expression sorrowful, eyes showing despair.

He knew he was completely defeated this time.

"Pavilion Master, Dragon Clans at the God King Realm are rare in the Divine Land..."

Leng Wufeng murmured to himself.

Indeed in the Divine Land, Dragon Clans of this realm are quite rare.

"Pavilion Master, let me capture this dragon!"

Pan Wu eagerly shouted, and then prepared to leap out of the Celestial Boat to act.

"Hold on."

Before Sikong Ying could speak, Ye Yun stepped forward slowly from behind.

"Ye Chen, what are you up to?"

Pan Wu glared angrily at Ye Yun.

Dealing with a God King Realm First Layer Dragon Clan, this guy also wants to compete with him?

Too much!

"I’m just in need of a mount, I’ll take this dragon!"

Ye Yun said lightly.

"Ye Chen, stop messing around, this dragon is significant, it might be hiding some secret!"

Pan Wu frowned.

"What secret could it have? The Dragon Clan has been extinct for so many years!"

Ye Yun sneered.

Pan Wu turned towards Sikong Ying, seeking reinforcements, saying: "Pavilion Master, see how unruly Ye Chen is!"

"Ye Chen, do you intend to take this dragon as your mount?"

Sikong Ying ignored Pan Wu’s words, smiling as he looked at Ye Chen.

"Indeed, I hope Pavilion Master agrees."

Ye Yun said with a smile.

He found that Sikong Ying’s attitude towards him was relatively favorable, possibly due to some unspoken competition with high-level figures in the Divine Mountain Hall.

"Very well, it’s yours then."

Sikong Ying nodded with a smile.

"..."

Pan Wu was so furious he couldn’t speak, his face flushed red with anger.

Unexpectedly, Pavilion Master Sikong Ying was so biased towards Ye Chen, which made him very upset.

However.

Upon thinking of entering the world outside and being free from Sikong Ying’s jurisdiction, he had other ideas.

A gentleman’s revenge is never too late even after ten years.

Once in the world outside, he’ll find a chance to deal with this arrogant Ye Chen.

With Sikong Ying’s consent, Ye Yun rose into the air, confronting Yin Yang Refining Virtual Dragon.

Yin Yang Refining Virtual Dragon looked nervously at the white-clad youth before him.

This white-clad youth gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity and kinship.

Yet also felt somewhat unfamiliar.

Ye Yun had already left a strand of Divine Sense within Yin Yang Refining Virtual Dragon’s body, long interfering with his consciousness, so even face to face, Yin Yang Refining Virtual Dragon couldn’t recognize him as Lord Ancestor Dragon.

Just as Ye Yun was about to speak, he suddenly saw a sword light rushing from a great distance.

With a wave of his hand, he immediately collected Yin Yang Refining Virtual Dragon.

"This Ye Chen, what kind of treasure did he use to just collect a God King Realm Dragon Clan?"

Sikong Ying was slightly taken aback.

However, he didn’t dwell on it, as everyone had their own secrets.

For a prodigy like Ye Chen to have some powerful treasures wasn’t surprising.

From afar, the sword light fell instantly, transforming into a cold-faced black-clad youth.

"Where did that dragon go?"

This Nine Levels of God’s King Realm black-clad youth arrogantly scanned Ye Yun, coldly questioning: "Did you take it?"

"Yes, I’ve already taken this dragon as my mount."

Ye Yun said lightly.

The young man’s eyes flashed as if discovering something, he quickly cupped his hands and courteously saluted Sikong Ying, speaking in a low voice: "Greetings, Pavilion Master Sikong."

"No need for formalities."

Sikong Ying smiled lightly, then asked: "What is the matter with this dragon?"

"A Dragon Clan emerged from nowhere, first breaking through the galaxy storm, attempting to enter the depths of the Open Sun Galaxy, but was discovered by us..."

The black-clad youth respectfully said.

Ye Yun smiled disdainfully: "With so many people in the world outside, how could a God King Realm First Layer Dragon Clan escape?"

"This little dragon has some depth, slipped away while we were unprepared!"

The black-clad youth looked at Ye Yun arrogantly, saying: "However, a bead treasure on this little dragon has already been obtained by Hall Master Ning!"

The Yin Yang Bead was lost?

Was it taken by that War God Hall’s Ning Wuque?

Hearing the youth’s words, Ye Yun casually shook his head.

That was just an imitation bead, though its prowess was decent, Ye Yun didn’t care about it.

If needed.

He could always have the Imitation Mirror replicate a Yin Yang Bead.

Ye Yun chuckled: "It seems the bead’s grade is extraordinary, even Hall Master Ning is tempted..."

"Without this bead, how could this little dragon escape?"

The black-clad youth smiled arrogantly.

Then he glared at Ye Yun, enunciating each word: "Hand over this little dragon quickly, it’s the War God Hall’s spoils!"

"No."

Ye Yun refused bluntly.

The black-clad youth was immediately furious at the words.

If not for Sikong Ying’s presence, he would have unhesitatingly slapped this white-clad youth to death.

But he also knew, these few young fellows were personally escorted by Pavilion Master Sikong Ying, most likely newly recruited disciples of the world outside.

And were fellow sect brothers to him as well.

Seeing the enraged black-clad youth, Ye Yun spread his hands, smiling: "This is my Wind and Cloud Pavilion’s spoils, unrelated to your War God Hall."

"What? Before even entering the world outside, you’ve joined the Wind and Cloud Pavilion?"

The black-clad youth asked in shock.

"Yes."

Ye Yun nodded.

Hearing their conversation, Pan Wu and Leng Wufeng’s faces twitched, looking at Ye Yun with astonishment.

This guy—

Had he already joined some organization in the Sword Pavilion’s world outside?