BTTH : Emperor Yang-Chapter 640: Return to the Black-Corner Region

Chapter 640: Chapter 640: Return to the Black-Corner Region

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Northwestern Region, Black-Corner Region.

It was a vast and boundless plain.

As far as the eye could see, the land stretched endlessly in a monotonous shade of black, as though the earth had been dyed by spilled ink.

Coupled with the perpetually dim sky, a faint but stifling atmosphere lingered over this land—one that seemed to press down on the heart and stir up irritation. At a certain moment—

The space in one area twisted slightly, and a dark figure stepped out from the void. Wei Yang stood in midair, gazing down at the endless expanse of black earth below. A few moments later—

"Phew~"

He exhaled softly, his voice carrying a tinge of relief. "The Black-Corner Region... finally here."

It had taken nearly a month of travel from the Falling Star Pavilion in the Southern Region of Central Plains, crossing an uncountable distance, before he finally arrived. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Xiao Yan wasn’t with him. The day before their departure, Nalan Yanran had suddenly come to the Pavilion, begging Xiao Yan to help rescue Yun Yun from the Flower Sect.

For Xiao Yan, Yun Yun was a complicated presence in his heart. He’d thought their paths would never cross again—but upon hearing she was in danger, he couldn’t ignore it.

"Brother Wei, you take Zi Yan ahead to the Black-Corner Region. Once I’ve settled Yun Yun’s matter, I’ll meet you at Jia Nan Academy."

That was all Xiao Yan said before leaving hurriedly with Nalan Yanran. Remembering this, Wei Yang couldn’t help but shake his head.

Lifting his wide robe, he revealed the little bundle clinging to him like a sleepy koala—Zi Yan, fast asleep and drooling softly. He lightly patted her small bottom. "Hey, little one, wake up. We’ve reached the Black-Corner Region."

"Mmm~"

Zi Yan blinked her sleepy eyes, rubbing them with her tiny fists.

After peeking outside at the gloomy scenery, she wrinkled her nose and murmured, "Mmm, Wei Yang, we just got here... let me sleep a bit more. I’m so tired... wake me up when we reach Jia Nan Academy."

As she spoke, her little arms wrapped naturally around Wei Yang’s neck. She squirmed a bit, found a comfortable spot, smacked her lips, and soon drifted back to sleep in his arms.

"You’ve turned into a lazy pig," Wei Yang said with an amused smile.

"Mmm, I’m not," Zi Yan mumbled drowsily, her cute little nose scrunching in protest before she went quiet again.

Wei Yang supported her small body with one hand, making sure she wouldn’t fall, while his other hand gently patted her back. His eyes grew thoughtful.

Over the past month, Zi Yan had grown unusually sleepy. Her usual liveliness was gone; she just clung to him all day, napping endlessly.

"Is it because of the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit’s aura?" he murmured to himself.

It seemed that even though he had sealed the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit’s power, the energy still lingering inside her continued to affect her deeply.

In this state, Zi Yan would eventually be forced to absorb the fruit’s medicinal strength—it couldn’t be contained forever.

"Tch." Wei Yang clicked his tongue and gave a helpless smile.

He reached out to smooth the messy strands of hair on the little girl’s cheek. Looking at the sleeping Zi Yan in his arms, his eyes softened.

Once she absorbed the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit, the little girl would finally grow up—no longer the adorable, tiny troublemaker she was now. Thinking about it, he couldn’t help feeling a bit reluctant.

It was that bittersweet feeling every parent knew—wanting their child to grow up, yet missing the days of innocent laughter and childish play. Shaking his head lightly, he pulled her closer and draped his black robe over her small body.

Then, with a step forward, his figure flickered, leaving faint afterimages across the sky as he sped toward Jia Nan Academy.

Jia Nan Academy.

Located at the heart of the Black-Corner Region.

Its Inner Academy was hidden deep within endless mountain ranges, a place nearly impossible for outsiders to find.

By midday, the weather was clear and bright. A cool breeze drifted through the air, bringing with it a sense of calm and comfort. Within the Inner Academy, in a modest wooden pavilion—

Su Qian sat hunched behind his desk, busy at work.

After a short while.

He looked at the list in his hand, a faint smile appearing on his face. "Among the students admitted to the Inner Academy this year, there are quite a few promising ones."

After pondering for a bit, he picked up his pen again and made a small check mark beside one of the names. "Hmm, this little fellow, I should pay some extra attention to him."

Having done that, Su Qian finally smiled with satisfaction. Just then—

"Old man Su Qian, I’m back!" A crisp, lively voice suddenly rang out from outside the door.

Before the words had even faded, a petite figure rushed in like a gust of wind.

Su Qian looked up in surprise. When he saw who it was, his face first showed a hint of astonishment, then broke into a delighted smile.

He stood up excitedly, his voice filled with joy. "Zi Yan? Didn’t you go to the Central Plains with that brat Xiao Yan? Why did you suddenly come back?"

"Come here, let me take a look at you." Su Qian said as he pulled Zi Yan closer. His gaze scanned her up and down carefully before he finally nodded in relief and chuckled. "Good, good, no missing arms or legs."

"Old man Su, who do you think you’re looking down on? Even in the Central Plains, I’m the one doing the bullying—who would dare bully me?" Zi Yan lifted her small chin proudly and waved her tiny fist in protest.

"You little girl." Su Qian tapped her forehead with a grin. "Still the same as ever, not a single bit has changed."

As he spoke, his eyes swept over her petite figure, and he nodded again. "Hmm, and your height hasn’t changed either. So many years, and still no sign of growing taller."

Ugh~

Hearing that, Zi Yan instantly wilted. The smile on her face froze, then she suddenly flared up, baring her teeth and clawing toward Su Qian in embarrassment and anger. "Old man Su! You’re so annoying! Don’t you dare bring that up!"

"Hahaha~" Su Qian burst into hearty laughter.

After a brief round of laughter and bickering, Su Qian sat back down in his chair. Zi Yan, on the other hand, puffed her cheeks and huffed unhappily as she hopped up to sit on the desk, her little legs swinging back and forth.

Seeing this, Su Qian could only shake his head helplessly, shooting her a glare. This girl had always been like that—never sat in a chair, always preferred sitting on his desk, swinging her legs.

No sense of decorum at all.

"Girl, why are you back by yourself? Where’s Xiao Yan?" Su Qian asked curiously.

"Xiao Yan was supposed to come back with us, but right before we left, he ran off to save his old sweetheart." Zi Yan pouted, looking rather annoyed.

"Then how did you get back? You came back alone?" Su Qian frowned immediately, a trace of irritation flashing in his heart.

That Xiao Yan! How could he let this girl come all the way back from the Central Plains by herself? Outrageous!

"No, I came back with Wei Yang." Zi Yan shook her little head and giggled. "The trip was great—he carried me the whole way while I slept like a log, hehe."

"Wei Yang?" Su Qian raised an eyebrow, the name sounding oddly familiar.

"There, that’s him." Zi Yan pointed toward the door, lifting her small chin proudly.

Su Qian turned his gaze.

There, a young man dressed in black stepped quietly into the room, his movements silent and composed.

Su Qian’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Wei Yang walked in, giving Su Qian a polite nod filled with goodwill before glancing at Zi Yan with a helpless look. "You slept like a pig the entire way, and you still have the nerve to brag about it?"

"Hehe." Zi Yan grinned sheepishly, sticking out her tongue.

Ignoring her, Wei Yang turned toward Su Qian, whose expression was now a mix of confusion and surprise. With a slight bow, he smiled and said, "Wei Yang, greeting Elder Su Qian."

Su Qian slowly stood up and nodded, returning the gesture. "May I ask who you are, young man?"

For some reason, Su Qian felt that this person seemed inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before—but he just couldn’t recall where.

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