Xing Yue gave up. In this regard, she believed Xing Yuan would not lie to her, so she might truly not know what kind of spirit beast she was.
Xing Yue felt helpless and gently stroked Xing Yuan's head, picking her up and comforting her softly, "It's okay, if you don't know, you don't know. No matter what kind of spirit beast A Yuan is, A Yuan just needs to remember one thing: I will always be your family."
"Mhm." Xing Yuan nodded vigorously, her eyes teary with emotion. She nuzzled her head against Xing Yue's chest, realizing that her sister truly treated her well.
For the next period, the two, one person and one beast, spent their days killing demons on the battlefield. It had to be said that this illusion even simulated their true strength. Xing Yue had encountered many cultivators at the Divine Realm, so she couldn't even tell which one was the master of the secret realm.
One day, just as Xing Yuan broke through to the mid-Earth Realm, a middle-aged man appeared out of thin air in front of Xing Yue's room. Xing Yue immediately became vigilant, her gaze fixed on the man.
"How can this be?" The man seemed dazed and instinctively reached out to touch the little beast who had just woken up.
Xing Yuan let out a roar and immediately retreated a few steps. Who was this person, trying to touch her so casually!
The man smiled, his eyes filled with emotion, "No wonder! So it's a new... descent."
The man's words seemed to be shielded by some mysterious law.
"Are you the master of this secret realm?" Xing Yue asked, looking at the man with a grave expression.
The moment the man appeared, time in the illusion had stopped flowing.
"Yes!" The man smiled and with a wave of his hand, they were taken out of the illusion.
The man took a step forward, and a golden battle robe instantly appeared on his body. He declared loudly, "My name is Bai Qi, one of the former Great War Kings. Have you come for my inheritance?"
Xing Yue was slightly taken aback and shook her head sincerely, "I only came to seek opportunities and did not know that senior was looking for a successor disciple here."
Xing Yue felt that she already had a master, not to mention that her spiritual root attribute did not match this person's, making her unsuitable to be his disciple.
Who knew if this guy was telling the truth? Even if it were true, if she agreed, she would definitely owe him some karma. Xing Yue did not want to gamble on such an uncertain matter.
Bai Qi was stunned, seemingly not expecting to be refused. Even in his prime, people had begged him to take them as disciples.
Bai Qi frowned and said sternly, "Have you thought it through?"
"Yes, I already have a master, so I won't disturb senior. Please send us out," Xing Yue said politely.
Bai Qi felt a little angry, but when his gaze fell upon the bewildered Xing Yuan, he suddenly changed his mind.
Forget it! He was already dead anyway, and he couldn't take anything from his life with him. Rather than "waiting to die" here, it was better to contribute a little more and send a gift to an old friend that he had owed for many years.
Bai Qi did just that. With a gentle wave of his hand, Xing Yue was sent into a specially created inheritance space without any resistance.
As Xing Yue landed, Bai Qi's calm voice echoed in the space, "Here lies the inheritance I left behind many years ago. If you can learn thirty percent of it, you will be able to break this space. If you cannot even learn thirty percent, then you will remain in this place forever!"
Xing Yue was furious but helpless. She could only calm herself down and begin to learn.
Outside, Xing Yuan anxiously pounced at Bai Qi. Bai Qi dodged her lightly.
"Little one, you are too young and have not completed the inheritance. You cannot defeat me, not even a wisp of my remnant soul."
Xing Yuan was enraged and charged again.
After multiple failed attempts, Xing Yuan, exhausted, lay panting on the ground.
Bai Qi said calmly, "Alright, can we have a calm conversation now?"
"Let's talk!" Xing Yuan gave up struggling. Practice made perfect. She had already tried it herself; she couldn't defeat him, so she could only talk peacefully.
Bai Qi immediately asked the question that concerned him most, "How long have you been born? How long has it been since the great demon realm war of that year?"
"I was born about ten years ago. As for that war, Elder Sister said it was over ten thousand years ago. Why are you, an old fossil, troubling two children who are not even a thousand years old combined?" Xing Yuan played the victim, believing he must have a heart.
Bai Qi chuckled and explained, "You don't have to be like this. My inheritance is a good thing for her. Moreover, my swordsmanship is also superb. When she comes out, her strength will be greatly improved, and it will temporarily increase your safety."
"I don't need anyone's protection! I am very strong too." Xing Yuan looked displeased, as if she were useless.
"Of course! Your clan has always been the strongest, but..." Bai Qi's gaze suddenly became wistful.
"But what?" Xing Yuan was curious.
"Nothing. You are still young and don't need to know for now. After you leave, be sure to visit the Myriad Races Realm. Once you go there, you will know the cause and effect of everything."
Bai Qi looked at Xing Yuan with nostalgia, as if he were seeing a long-lost acquaintance through her. This clan was blessed, and every time they appeared, they would amaze countless people.
"Old people tend to reminisce about the past. I won't say more. I see that your innate foundation seems to be lacking. Although you have taken some minor pills, the effect is unsatisfactory. Today, I will use my remnant spirit to help you, to completely replenish your innate spiritual energy."
After Bai Qi finished speaking, without waiting for Xing Yuan's response, he formed hand seals. His spiritual body slowly became ethereal, and finally transformed into a ball of light that enveloped Xing Yuan's entire body.
Xing Yuan felt her head grow heavy and slowly fell asleep. Strength after strength was injected into Xing Yuan's body from the ball of light.
After an unknown amount of time, the ball of light gradually dimmed until it completely dissipated, and Xing Yuan landed on the ground again.
Xing Yuan stretched lazily, feeling as if she had slept very comfortably. Moreover, she had gained some inherited memories in her mind.
Xing Yue had not yet finished receiving the inheritance, and Xing Yuan couldn't let her out. So, she began to cultivate some secret techniques from the inheritance.
Xing Yue's expression was solemn as she shattered the phantom in front of her. She used the brief moment to recover her spiritual power.
This inheritance was established by Bai Qi before his death. Her strength was too far from his. Although she had learned most of the inheritance content, to break through this inheritance space, her strength would have to reach at least the late Heavenly Realm.
After an unknown amount of time, with a final, strenuous strike, Xing Yue finally broke through the inheritance space, but she had no spiritual power left to even suspend herself.
She instinctively closed her eyes, preparing to fall hard.
But soon, she felt herself land on a soft cushion. She opened her eyes and looked down to see that she was lying on Xing Yuan.
Xing Yuan spread her wings, glided for a short distance at a low altitude, and then landed safely on the ground.