Chapter Thirty-Fifth: Flowing Clouds at the Wen Residence

  Time slipped away quietly like flowing water, and it has been more than a month since that incident at the Xiangyang Tower.

  As time passed, the enthusiasm of the Tianjian Sect disciples for the Xing Tai event also gradually subsided. However, they deeply remembered that since then, there was an additional first-class disciple in the Tianjian Sect, who was a young man named Ling Qingyan.

  Today, whether it's the outer or inner door of Jianzong, young disciples generally address Ling Qingyan as "Shifu Zu"!

  At such a young age, this generation of disciples has already opened up a new path for the Tianjian Sect in several thousand years.

  ………

  Tianjian Sect's back peak, a hidden cave within.

  The cave seems to have been weathered for years, and the passage of time has left deep marks on the walls of the cave, making people feel a sense of awe. The most peculiar thing is that in front of a wall that seems to have been cut, there are three neat cushions, as if they were used for something else.

  At this moment, however, one of the three stools had an old figure sitting on it.

  Got it! Got it!

  A series of faint footsteps suddenly echoed from the entrance, and a figure slowly walked in, stopping behind the figure sitting on the couch. The newcomer was none other than Lian Jun, the current master of the Tianjian Sect!

  "Tianhe Shidi!"

  Lian Jun looked at the figure sitting in front of him with his back against the wall, a hint of emotion flashing across his face, and called out softly.

  Got it! Got it!

  As soon as the sound of Lian Jun's words fell, Wen Tianhe slowly stood up from the cushion, perhaps because he had not stood up for a long time, his body was slightly tilted. Turning back, Wen Tianhe's appearance even made people somewhat unbelievable, that face which was originally like a middle-aged person, now full of wrinkles, completely looking like an old man.

  "Tianhe, you little brother!"

  Seeing Wen Tianhe in this state, even Jun was shocked and exclaimed. He never thought that his junior brother, who was still spirited and proud just a month ago, would become like this! It seems that the death of Wen Yi and the severance of Qingfeng had an unprecedented impact on him.

  "Big brother, what brings you here?"

  Looking at Lian Jun, Wen Tianhe blinked several times, and asked in a hoarse voice.

  Wow!

  Lian Jun didn't say another word and directly stretched out his left hand, in the palm of which a long sword flashing with cold light had appeared.

  "Green Frost!"

  Wen Tianhe stared at Lian Jun's intact long sword in his hand, exclaiming in surprise. At the same time, a flash of divine light flickered in those originally dull eyes for a moment.

  After receiving the Qingfeng sword handed over by Lian Jun, Wen Tianhe stretched out his hand and stroked the body of the Qingfeng sword as if he was caressing his own child. At the same time, a pair of eyes were filled with gentleness, "Alright, Qingfeng has recovered, it's back..."

  Raising his head, looking at Lian Jun, Wen Tianhe's face was somewhat hesitant, but he still spoke out, "Shixiong, three days ago my disciple came to visit me... I had him send a message to the Wen family, explaining that my grandson Wen Yi had died. By now, the Wen family should already know about this matter."

  Contrary to Wentian River's expectations, Lian Jun's expression remained calm after hearing his words, and he only nodded slightly.

  As if he didn't care about Ling Qingyan's safety at all!

  "It's nothing, I'll go first," Lian Jun looked at Wen Tianhe and smiled: "You little guy, these years you haven't experienced any setbacks, this time... never mind, next time when I'm free, I'll come over to chat with you."

  "Uh," Wen Tianhe nodded, he had thought a lot about it over the past month, and he also knew how much trouble his previous protection of Sun Er Wen Yi had brought to this senior brother. As for Lian Jun, he always felt that he owed him something!

  ………

  Liúyún City is a mid-to-upper level city within the borders of Great Qin.

  In this bustling city, there are five medium-sized families, and four of them all take one family as their superior, that is the "Liu Yun Wen Family".

  The Wen family was said to have been only a mediocre family that had just risen to prominence several decades ago. However, after Wen Tianhe became the elder of the Tianjian Sect, the other families wisely yielded and let the Wen family take their place as the most prominent family in Liuyun City.

  When one man gets Tao (the Way), even chickens and dogs ascend to heaven!

  The elder of the Tianjian Sect's disciplinary hall, they don't dare to provoke!

  But today, the atmosphere in the Wen family's council hall was somewhat gloomy.

  Wen Jia's master, Wen Bifan, a slightly robust middle-aged man, was slowly unfolding a drawing on the table, which turned out to be a portrait of a person.

  If Ruo Ling Qing Yan were here and saw this portrait, she would definitely jump up in anger. "Who drew me like this?! Those eyes, dull and lifeless, are they mine? And that mouth, am I really so wooden?"

  Regardless of what Ling Qingyan thought when he saw this painting, Wen Bifan unfolded the portrait in his hand and looked at the only other middle-aged man in the council chamber. "Wen Ye, I believe you know why I called you here, don't you?"

  "Yes!"

  The middle-aged man nodded slightly, indicating that he understood. As early as yesterday, he had already vaguely known the news of the death of the master's son at the hands of the Tianjian Sect. It was said that it was still a young disciple of the Tianjian Sect who killed him, and in his heart, he also sneered.

  Trash is trash, and you can't polish a turd!

  What if Uncle is the Law Enforcement Elder of Tianjian Sect? He's still dead!

  Wen Yi's character, many people in the Wen family knew about it. Some of them were just and upright, and they looked down on Wen Yi with great disdain. And this Wen Wu was one of the few people in the Wen family who did not look down on Wen Yi!

  "The day before yesterday, my father sent a disciple to deliver a message to me, explaining that my son had been killed...". Wen Bifan's eyes were filled with raging anger, "Hmph! Even if my son was in the wrong, it's not up to others to teach him a lesson!"

  The main line of the Wen family reached Wen Bifan's generation, and there were still two brothers. However, in the next generation, only Wen Yi was left. His two younger brothers had been frequenting brothels since they were young and seemed to have contracted some hidden diseases. Over the years, neither of his two sisters-in-law had ever become pregnant.

  Wen Yi can be said to be the only one of the next generation of orthodox descendants! If Wen Weifan's two younger siblings do not become pregnant, the Wen family may eventually have to hand over to a collateral branch in the future! This is something that Wen Weifan cannot tolerate. Although he also dislikes his son's behavior in his heart, Wen Yi after all is his only son.

  Half a year ago we parted, unexpectedly it became an eternal farewell! My son, I will avenge you for sure!

  "This young man," Wen Bifan pointed to the painting on the table and said to Wen E, "Starting tomorrow, you will take this painting to Tianxian Peak with ten junior disciples of the side branch. Guard the foot of Tianxian Peak. No matter how long it takes, a month, a year, or several years, I'll wait for him. I don't believe he won't come down from the mountain! Once he comes down, you surround and kill him, bring his head back to see me!"

  "Yes!"

  He withdrew with a cold smile, but in his heart he was secretly saying: "Little brother, although I admire you for killing Wen Yi, that family's scum. However, the dignity of the family does not allow anyone to trample on it, you must die!"

  Watching Wen Yu go out, Wen Bifan's eyes sparkled with a sharp light.

  Is it Ling Qingyan?

  Since my father's letter said that the Tianjian Sect didn't intend to protect you, even if you are a disciple of the Tianjian Sect, you will definitely die! An 18-year-old Qing-level initial-stage warrior is indeed a genius. But Wen Wu, who is himself a Lan-level initial-stage warrior, plus ten Qing-level later-stage...

  No matter how hard you try to escape, you can't!

  PS: The second volume is complete. Xiao Xie is a newcomer, and on this journey, brothers and sisters should also be able to see my small progress, right? I just want to say that for the book "Totem", I will do my best to write it well, from the third volume onwards, the content will only get more wonderful. Of course, all of this wouldn't be possible without everyone's support. There are no recommendations this week, and I don't know if there will be any next week, sigh... Hope everyone can help spread the word, thank you, Xiao Xie.