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The next day, within azure world.

When Cang Yun walked out of the teleportation formation, he heard the bustling noises around him. Looking at the scene of prosperity before his eyes, he smiled lightly.

He was the Young Lord of the azure world, and every inch of land here was his home. The feeling of returning home made him excited.

"Young Lord?"

"Young Lord, you're back!"

"Quickly go and report to Sector lord!"

Just then, a few guards at the teleportation circle noticed Cang Yun and were startled. After a moment of surprise, they surrounded him with a look of familiarity and respect.

"There's no need to trouble everyone else. I can go back by myself." Cang Yun smiled and waved it off as he replied.

Hearing that, a few guards smiled and nodded their heads, they had worked in the azure world for a long time and had interacted with Cang Yun quite a bit. They knew that the latter was easy to approach and did not care about the complicated rules, so they watched Cang Yun leave with smiles.

Until Cang Yun's figure disappeared at the end of the street, one of the guards withdrew his smile, slightly shook his head, and lamented with a sigh:

"Sigh, the heavens are truly blind, the Young Lord is such a good person, yet he was forced to experience such a calamity."

"Yeah, but I believe that the good will eventually be rewarded one day!" Another guard muttered.

Everyone nodded when they heard this. Clearly, they were looking forward to that day.

And on the other side, Cang Yun, who had passed by the guards, arrived in front of a huge palace not long after.

However, Cang Yun did not pay any attention to them. After giving them a light smile and a nod, he immediately rushed inside.

After passing through the wide courtyard and sweeping a glance at the empty guest hall from afar, Cang Yun's footsteps turned and directly headed to the study.

Jiyaaa!

Arriving at the study room, Cang Yun gently pushed open the half-closed door and stuck his head in. When he saw the middle-aged man who was writing something inside the room, a smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

"Father!"

After shouting at the middle aged man, Cang Yun walked in with a mischievous smile.

The middle-aged man in front of them was dressed in a cyan robe, he was tall and straight, his resolute face had a hint of vicissitudes, giving people a calm and dignified feeling, he was Cang Yun's father, Cang Yuanfeng!

"You stinking brat, you're already so big, yet you still don't have any rules." The middle aged man stopped drawing the brush in his hand, the imposing aura he was exuding had disappeared. Raising his head to look at Cang Yun, he scolded him with a smile, but his deep eyes did not reprimand him at all.

"Heh, wasn't it because I missed you so much that I forgot about you?" Cang Yun scratched his head, then walked over to his father's side, after looking at the letter on the table that had not yet closed, he asked: "Dad, who are you writing letters to?"

"To your Uncle Zhou, it's been a long time since we last met. Write a letter to reminisce about the past." Cang Yuanfeng laughed, then closed the letter and stuffed it into the letter.

"To reminisce about old times? "Dad, I don't think you and Uncle Zhou have been in contact for two years. Now that you want to write a letter to reminisce about the past, are you hiding something from me?" Cang Yun blinked his eyes and said, because on the letter before, he vaguely saw the words netherworld, which meant that the content of this letter was not as simple as simple reminiscing.

Thinking about what he knew, it was not hard for Cang Yun to guess that his father was worried about the netherworld.

Hearing that, Cang Yuanfeng smiled as he shook his head: "Looks like I can't hide it from you brat. Tell me, what do you know?"

"Hey, I don't know much." Seeing Cang Yuanfeng's questioning gaze, Cang Yun briefly explained the news that Xu Guang had told him.

Humph, that bunch of bastards from the netherworld actually wanted to take advantage of the young disciples of my azure world.

's eyes flashed with a cold and stern look. Young disciples were extremely important to any power, and they represented their power's hope and future. As such, netherworld's attack could not be described as ruthless, and if it was successful, it would deal an extremely serious blow to azure world.

"That being said, we have no reason to avoid war. Dad, do you have any plans?" Cang Yun asked, at the same time, he picked up the teapot on the table, poured two cups of tea, passed one to Cang Yuanfeng, and drank the other by himself.

"Nope."

Cang Yuanfeng helplessly shook his head, but immediately after, he saw the relaxed and indifferent Cang Yun who was beside him, drinking tea leisurely, a glint of light flashed across her deep eyes, and she asked: "You have a way, kid?"

"There is one way, but it depends on whether you have enough things prepared in the next two years." Cang Yun laughed and said.

Prepared items?

Cang Yuanfeng was suspicious at first, but suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, he looked at Cang Yun and asked happily: You have formed the blood source?

Cang Yuanfeng was already aware of Cang Yun's situation, but according to the latter's calculations, the day would probably come in a few days' time, but he did not expect it to be brought forward, and this caused Cang Yuanfeng to be pleasantly surprised. After all, the great battle was just around the corner, so it was natural that Cang Yun had long since recovered his strength.

"I finished it yesterday." Cang Yun nodded his head, yet his expression was somewhat calm. He had paid too much in the past two years, and being a little bit earlier was only a matter of course.

"Hey brat, why did you come back so quickly? So you couldn't wait to snatch your father's collection." Cang Yuanfeng laughed and scolded, he nodded and said: "Don't worry, everything you need has been prepared, I guarantee that you will be satisfied."

"Heh, then thank you, Dad." Cang Yun scratched his head in embarrassment, but the urgent look in his eyes clearly showed that he did not need to be too courteous towards his own father.

This stage of cultivation required the help of many external forces to help the blood source grow and awaken a strand of unique spiritual energy. Only by completing this step, would the blood source be able to produce a unique source power, and this kind of source power would be the key for the warriors to cultivate.

Now that Cang Yun had successfully formed the blood source, he would need to borrow strength from outside. He would need to gather his blood source and step into the Blood Spirit Realm.

Furthermore, the higher the rank of a blood source, the amount and quality of blood essence needed to awaken its essence would be higher as a martial artist. Thus, in order for this day to come, Cang Yuanfeng had already begun his preparations two years ago.

After two years of preparation, in addition to Cang Yuanfeng's strength as the master of a realm, it was not hard to imagine just how astonishing that collection would be.