I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1269: 775: World Origin, Mysterious Jade Block

“Brother, Little Li…”

As she reached the courtyard's entrance and spotted those two well-known figures, Little Yan's eyes filled with tears right away.

Yet she soon steadied herself, holding back her feelings, and fixed a chilly gaze on Lu Qing.

Right then, Ling Shuang emerged at the doorway too, her face lighting up with astonishment at the sight of Lu Qing.

But she halted when she noticed Little Yan's determined stance and chose to stay quiet.

Seeing this unfold, Lu Qing's frame went rigid.

“Little Yan!” Meanwhile, Little Li dashed forward in excitement, “I missed you so much!”

Little Yan scooped up Little Li, softly petting its coat until the small beast displayed pure delight.

After that, she faced Lu Qing, “Alright, what's the excuse this time for you two vanishing without a trace once more?”

Recalling the anxieties from these past years, Little Yan's resentments welled up once more.

Still, she pressed her lips together and kept her feelings in check.

“It's a tangled story.” Lu Qing let out a sigh, “Come on in first, and I'll lay it all out.”

Inside, beneath Little Yan's accusing stare, Lu Qing paused briefly before he began.

“At first, Little Li and I were forced to depart; during all this time, we've been trapped in a hazardous secret realm…”

Lu Qing described the sudden glitch with the Void Flying Boat that whisked him and Little Li off to the Returning Ruins Secret Realm.

He detailed his careful schemes, his vigilant evasion of mighty beings, and his persistent training inside that domain.

While he spoke, Little Li chipped in now and then with extra bits of info.

Little Yan and Ling Shuang never dreamed that the Void Flying Boat had swept Lu Qing and Little Li across the Endless Void to the Returning Ruins Secret Realm far across the starry expanse.

As Lu Qing painted the picture, he noted the secret realm where even the lowliest cultivators reached at least Primordial Spirit Five Tribulations, with the mightiest hitting Nine Tribulations of Primordial Spirit.

Though they witnessed the safe return now, both Little Yan and Ling Shuang gripped their hands tight in tension all the same.

Little Yan in particular saw her earlier fury fade completely away.

At last, she grasped that through all these years, her brother and Little Li had faced such deadly risks.

“In the end, I took on Gui Xu Taoist as my master, and with the secret realm shutting early, Elder Azure Dragon's aid brought me back to our home world.”

Lu Qing gradually shared his ordeals in the Returning Ruins Secret Realm across the years, though he skipped certain parts.

For instance, secrets tied to the Immortal Palace—even as Gui Xu Taoist's disciple, he couldn't freely reveal them.

Likewise, the clash with Mo Tushan and his clan got skimmed over lightly.

Even with those omissions, Little Yan and Ling Shuang hung on every word, their pulses pounding.

“Ah, so Elder, you and Little Li got pulled into that Transformation Immortal's secret realm; no surprise we couldn't track you down or hear back from the Communication Talisman—good thing you're both safe now.”

Ling Shuang's features twisted in residual dread.

Her own level remained modest; she held scant real grasp of beings past Primordial Spirit.

Yet Lu Qing's quick sketch alone let her sense the dire straits he and Little Li had endured.

From his telling, the feeblest explorers in that secret realm stood at Primordial Spirit Five Tribulations, levels way above his own.

Without his prudent moves and sharp hunts for chances, he likely wouldn't stand here today.

Little Yan's complexion paled as well.

Just then did she comprehend that her brother and Little Li had braved nonstop threats over these years.

Reflecting on her earlier outburst of temper toward her brother, she brimmed with remorse.

While Little Yan mulled over ways to say sorry to her brother and Little Li.

A palm softly settled atop her crown, tenderly tousling her locks.

“My bad this round, for delaying the word to you and causing all that fret.”

Hearing her brother's warm voice, Little Yan lost her restraint.

She pressed her forehead to her brother's torso, tears spilling as she sobbed, “Brother, forgive me, Little Yan had no idea you…”

“You foolish one, you just fretted over your brother.” Lu Qing fondly tousled his sister's tresses, “Besides, your brother vows he won't bolt off without cause anymore.”

After soothing Little Yan a bit, her turmoil eased step by step.

“Elder, with your return now, do you plan to head out once more?” Ling Shuang inquired.

“Sure, I'll have to venture forth still.” Lu Qing grinned.

At those words, Little Yan snapped her gaze upward.

Lu Qing extended a finger to lightly boop her forehead, “Relax, this outing won't be a secret slip; I'll bring you with me.”

“For real?” Little Yan's gaze gleamed brightly all of a sudden.

“Absolutely real, though not quite yet; we'll hold off for a stretch.”

Lu Qing couldn't dally long at home; the home world lacked the vital supplies for his growth.

On top of that, he still needed to seal his presence tight, preventing any spillover.

Else, a mere pulse from him might tear the void and shake the ground.

No helping it; his strength had grown overwhelmingly vast.

The home world counted as just a Small World; its fabric couldn't endure his might.

To push his cultivation further, he'd need to seek out lavish Great Worlds or legendary Holy Lands and taboo areas brimming with power.

This forced him to cut his stay short in the home world.

That said, for all these factors, Lu Qing felt no haste to depart.