Chapter 2: Farewell and Arrival

  Walking out of Jian Xiao Ge, Ling Qingyan's face still had a hint of astonishment.

  Ling Qing didn't expect that resigning from the sect would be so smooth, all the words she had prepared beforehand became useless.

  Early this morning, I came to Jian Xiao Ge and saw Lian Jun, this cheap Shixiong. After that, Ling Qingyan began to speak in a gentle tone...

  But who knows?

  Lian Jun sensed Ling Qingyan's intention from his evasive words, and with a wave of his sleeve, he said directly to Ling Qingyan: "Junior brother, are you going down the mountain? Why not just say so?! Here is my token. In several major cities within the Great Qin Empire, our Tianjian Sect has industries, all named 'Tianjian'. Take my token and go to those industries, whatever they can do for you, they will!"

  At that time, when Ling Qingyan received the object, his expression was exceptionally brilliant. Even so, Ling Qingyan felt as if he had been teased by Lian Jun at that moment. However, Lian Jun's words were normal from start to finish, and he couldn't say anything about Lian Jun, but could only blame himself for not directly breaking into the subject.

  Damn it! I won't bother explaining anything from now on!

  Ling Qingyan didn't know that after he left, the fragrance in Lian Jun's mouth was directly sprayed out by him, followed by a loud laugh. "Junior brother, I knew you wanted to go down the mountain, and even if I said more, it wouldn't stop you. In that case, I'd rather let you hit the wall, haha!"

  Lian Jun, who was already over 70 years old, still had a playful heart that he usually kept hidden. This time, he also showed a different side of himself on Ling Qingyan's body. Moreover, Lian Jun had previously been told by his master Guan Zhong that if Ling Qingyan wanted to come down the mountain, he could let him come down!

  Although he didn't know why his master was acting this way, especially when the Wen family might be hostile to him, a younger brother... But since his master said so, Jun naturally stopped doubting and everything went smoothly. Perhaps, Master wanted the young apprentice to go through some tempering.

  After wind and rain, can see rainbow!

  Warriors can only achieve a real and more effective breakthrough in that life-and-death boundary.

  At first, Lian Jun alone ventured into the Chongwu continent, and had several close calls with death. Through these experiences, he cultivated a strong and unyielding spirit, as well as an unwavering determination. As the leader of the Tianjian Sect, Lian Jun was considered a god of slaughter by the major powers surrounding the Great Qin Empire!

  Fierce and ruthless! Those who have fought against him are either dead or crippled!

  This is Lian Jun's image in the eyes of various major forces, completely different from his gentle image within the sect!

  ………

  "This must be that cheap Master's personal jade pendant..."

  Ling Qing tossed the token given by Lian Jun in her hand, and couldn't help but secretly admire it. The jade pendant was exquisitely crafted with extremely precious materials. On the front, a "Tian" (Heaven) character was engraved, while on the back, a "Jian" (Sword) character was carved, forming the two characters "Tian Jian" (Heavenly Sword).

  Ling Qingyan didn't know that this "Tianjian Pei" had a similar function to the "As if I were present in person" token given by ancient emperors of the Eastern Dynasty to their trusted officials.

  This jade pendant has been passed down through generations of the Tianjian Sect's sect masters, and is rarely taken off their person unless there is a matter of utmost importance that needs to be entrusted to someone.

  Ling Qingyan didn't know any of this, otherwise he would have definitely taken it back and returned it to Lian Jun immediately.

  It seems like he's had enough, Ling Qingyan casually put the jade pendant into his storage ring and strode towards Elder Fan Yiran's courtyard. Over the past three years, he hadn't visited Fan Yiran's courtyard less frequently, after all, in the Tianjian Sect, there were only a few people he was relatively familiar with.

  After turning a few corners, he arrived at a relatively secluded inner gate and walked into the small independent courtyard.

  For the past three years, Ling Qingyan had also noticed that the residences of the disciples of the Tianjian Sect were all extremely remote. This design should be to prevent being disturbed by others, thought Ling Qingyan.

  "Little brother, how come you have time to visit your big brother today?"

  At the first moment, he felt Ling Qingyan's footsteps. Fan Yiran put down the book in his hand and took out another cup from the tea set on the stone table, picked up the teapot and poured another cup of tea.

  Seeing this, Ling Qingyan didn't know the politeness at all, and sat down by the stone table with ease. He picked up the cup that had just been refilled, put it to his lips and drank it in one gulp. "This journey has made me quite thirsty..."

  Fan Yiran looked at the young man in front of him and couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.

  Three years ago when they first met, how could he have imagined that the young man he had wanted to take as his disciple would now be a grown adult and, on top of that, become his junior master!

  "Senior brother, I'll be leaving the mountain tomorrow morning, today is to bid you farewell..."

  Ling Qing put down the cup in his hand and said to Fan Yiran. For Fan Yiran, he has always had a different feeling than with Lian Jun, perhaps because of his careful care in Moyuncheng, or perhaps because of his meticulous guidance over the past three years.

  "Going down the mountain?"

  Fan Yiran was taken aback at first, then furrowed his brow, "How did you think of coming down the mountain now! You killed Wen Yi just a month ago, and although Wen Yi wasn't anything special and the Wen family isn't considered much in the eyes of my Tianjian Sect, but for you to go up against the Wen family now is extremely dangerous!"

  "Big brother, will the Wen family send a purple-level warrior to kill me?" Ling Qing asked with a furrowed brow.

  "How is it possible?!"

  Fan Yiran shook his head repeatedly upon hearing this, "That Wen family only has two Purple-level warriors, one of whom is that former Precept Enforcer Elder Wen Tianhe, and the other is Wen Tianhe's uncle, an old codger who's almost ready to be buried! That old man wouldn't possibly take action because of Wen Yi!"

  "That's it," Ling Qingyan curled his lips and said, "As long as they're not a Violet-level warrior, I'm confident I can escape unscathed! Moreover, the southern region of Chongwu Continent is vast, they might not even be able to find me!"

  "Retreat with whole body?"

  Fan Yiran furrowed his brow upon hearing Ling Qingyan's words, for he wasn't too fond of boastful people. "You're only at the early stages of the Green level now," he said. "Even with the advantage of having mastered the Tianjian Nine Forms, you can at most handle ordinary late-stage Green level warriors, and even then, you wouldn't be able to cope with those who have practiced more advanced techniques. After all, you've only fully grasped the first seven forms of the Tianjian Nine Forms."

  "Senior brother, I've already reached the middle stage of the Azure Realm," Ling Qingyan furrowed his brow, then slowly raised his right hand, and a burst of azure light suddenly erupted.

  Fan Yiran looked at the cyan true energy emanating from Ling Qingwan's right hand and couldn't help but nod inwardly, thinking that his junior brother was indeed exceptionally talented. However, he still said, "But even so, you shouldn't be able to handle a blue-level warrior, should you?"

  "Brother, saying more is useless!"

  Ling Qing suddenly stood up and walked to the side of the lawn, "Limit your own true strength explosion to the Blue Rank Warrior level, try it yourself and you will know!"