Xuan Yi immediately lowered his head.
“Protecting the Young Lord is this subordinate’s duty.”
Behind him, the others spoke in unison:
“We are willing to die for the Young Lord!”
Yun Heng was touched, and her tone softened considerably.
“Return to the shattered realm first and rest up properly.”
“Go directly to Xuan Heng for whatever Healing Pills you need. Do not hold back.”
“Yes, Young Lord.”
Yun Heng opened the entrance to the shattered realm and sent all ten Shadow Guards and two hundred Golden Armored Guards back inside.
Only after the last person disappeared did she turn to look at Yun Zhao, who still remained by her side.
“Yun Zhao.”
Yun Zhao lowered her head slightly.
“What are the Young Lord's orders?”
Yun Heng walked over to her and lowered her voice.
“I need you to do something for me...”
Yun Zhao listened quietly, her expression not changing in the slightest.
“This subordinate understands.”
In the next moment, her figure vanished from the spot.
Half an hour later, Yun Heng returned to Tianque City alone.
The moment she stepped through the city gates, the gazes of nearby cultivators fell upon her all at once.
“It's Yun Heng!”
“The Young Lord of that secluded clan?”
“I heard she has ten Soul Transformation guards around her, plus a mighty figure suspected to be in the Body Integration Realm.”
“You mean Miss Yun, who ranks fifth on the Nascent Soul Leaderboard?”
Although the surrounding hushed discussions were kept very low, Yun Heng could hear every word clearly.
Quite a few people stood in the distance, stealing glances at her with eyes filled with curiosity and awe.
The news had spread far too quickly.
It had been barely half an hour since she left the area outside the secret realm, yet most of the people in Tianque City already knew.
Yun Heng involuntarily quickened her pace.
It really wasn't pleasant being a celebrity.
Enduring countless stares along the way, she finally made it back to Wanbao Tower.
Just as she walked through the entrance, an attendant from Wanbao Tower greeted her with a beaming face.
“Oh my, Miss Yun!”
“This humble one really didn't expect you to have such a grand background!”
“The first time I laid eyes on you, I thought your bearing was extraordinary, looking nothing like an ordinary rogue cultivator!”
“Now it seems this humble one truly wasn't mistaken!”
The attendant spoke animatedly, looking as though he had truly seen through Yun Heng's identity long ago.
Listening to his endless chatter, Yun Heng could only offer a somewhat awkward smile.
Other guests in the main hall heard the commotion and turned their heads one after another.
More and more eyes settled on Yun Heng.
Her feet began shifting toward the staircase bit by bit.
“I am a bit tired today, so I will head back to my room first.”
Only then did the attendant snap out of it, hurriedly stepping aside.
“Yes, yes, yes! Miss Yun has gone through so much today, so you must be exhausted.”
“Please go back and rest quickly.”
“If you need anything at all, just call for me.”
Yun Heng gave a brief acknowledgment and quickened her pace once again.
She went all the way back to her room, pushed open the door, and immediately shut it tight behind her.
Only after completely cutting off the sounds and gazes from the outside world did Yun Heng walk over to a chair, sit down, and let out a long sigh of relief.
Finally, peace and quiet.
Ever since her guards made their appearance, the System's notifications had never stopped.
Later, when Yun Zhao appeared, everyone's awe toward her reached its absolute peak.
Even now, notifications of increasing Awe Points continued to chime incessantly in her sea of consciousness.
To complete and summon Yun Zhao, she had spent a full eight thousand Awe Points.
She wondered how much was left on the System panel after today's ordeal.
Yun Heng took a deep breath.
“Open the System panel.”
A pale blue System light screen unfolded within Yun Heng's sea of consciousness.
Yun Heng subconsciously sat up straight, her gaze nervously shifting toward the top right corner.
[Current Awe Points: 23,000.]
Yun Heng froze.
She stared at that string of digits for a long while, doubting whether she had miscounted.
Twenty-three thousand?
It really was twenty-three thousand!
Moreover, the number hadn't stopped; it was still slowly creeping upward.
[Awe Points increased by 30.]
[Awe Points increased by 50.]
[Awe Points increased by 100.]
System notifications popped up one after another, causing the number in the top right corner to flicker continuously.
A massive fortune!
This was the single largest influx of Awe Points she had received since acquiring the System.
There were already quite a lot of people outside the Qingming Secret Realm today.
Almost all the Five Great Sects, the imperial family, prominent clans, and rogue cultivators had representatives present.
Once they left, they would inevitably spread the word about what happened today.
Right now, the entire Tianque City was probably discussing her identity.
As the news continued to spread, it wouldn't be long before the entire Eastern Region knew of Yun Heng, the Young Lord of a secluded clan.
No wonder her Awe Points were still growing even now.
Twenty-three thousand Awe Points.
Yun Heng immediately began calculating in her mind.
Twenty ten-pulls would require eighteen thousand.
With the remaining five thousand Awe Points, she could perform another five ten-pulls.
In other words, she could do a full twenty-five ten-pulls right now.
Twenty-five ten-pulls...
That was a grand total of two hundred and fifty cards!
After arriving at this number, Yun Heng shocked even herself.
If she drew all two hundred and fifty cards, who knew how many new people and buildings would appear in the shattered realm.
With just a bit of good luck, she might even pull Five-Star Character Cards, Five-Star Building Cards, or even new Heritage Cards and Identity Cards.
The more Yun Heng thought about it, the more excited she became, her smile practically stretching from ear to ear.
Her finger was already resting on the card draw page.
However, now was not the time to pull.
The compensation promised by the Eastern Region Imperial Family, the Xuanxiao Sect, and the Taihua Sword Sect had not been delivered yet.
If she did two hundred and fifty consecutive pulls now, a massive influx of items would suddenly clutter the shattered realm.
When everything piled up together, it would only create chaos.
It would be better to arrange everything together after the imperial family and the two major sects delivered their apology gifts.
Yun Heng reluctantly closed the card draw page.
The twenty-three thousand Awe Points were sitting right there; they weren't going to vanish into thin air.
Waiting a few days to pull didn't matter.
Yun Heng calmed her excited heart and sat cross-legged to cultivate.
Although she hadn't suffered serious injuries when clashing with the peak Nascent Soul Elder of the Taihua Sword Sect today, a significant portion of the spiritual energy in her body had been drained.
The pressure Wei Quechen had released at the very beginning had also jostled her meridians slightly.
Yun Heng circulated the Tianheng Guiyuan Art. The surrounding spiritual energy continuously gathered toward her, slowly flowing into her meridians.
After an unknown amount of time had passed, a knock suddenly sounded on the door.
“Young Lord, it is I.”
Recognizing Yun Zhao's voice, Yun Heng immediately ceased her cultivation.
“Come in.”
The door was pushed open from the outside.
Yun Zhao stepped into the room, closed the door behind her, and approached Yun Heng to bow.
“Young Lord.”
“The matter has been taken care of.”
Yun Heng nodded. With Yun Zhao's capabilities, she naturally wouldn't leave behind any loose ends.
“Thank you for your hard work.”
“Return to the shattered realm and rest first.”
“If anything else comes up, I will call for you again.”
Yun Zhao bowed her head slightly.
“Yes, Young Lord.”
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