Chapter 193

A new journey

After leaving Qianji Pavilion, Yan Qingyan and the others returned to Wanjiang City.

Seeing the familiar cave, Yan Qingyan was quite moved.

This cave is not the best in Xuan Gan Continent, it can even be said to be just average, but in Yan Qingyan's heart, this is the first time she has taken care of a residence other than a space carefully and patiently.

Yan Qingyan sat in the familiar rocking chair and breathed comfortably, "This kind of life now is my ideal life of cultivating immortals~"

No need to worry about secrets being exposed, no need to worry about encountering powerful enemies, you can go anywhere in the four seas, you can roam freely outside the eight wildernesses, your heart of Tao is open, your mind is clear, you can be truly free and happy!

"Then stay for a while longer, there's no need to leave in a hurry." Ling Mochen said with a smile.

They still have a long life ahead of them, and the pursuit of immortality should also be done in a relaxed manner. The past immortality path was too tense. Seeing Qingyan's current comfortable and natural demeanor, he is very pleased.

"Hehe~ Qianji Pavilion's auction will be held for some time, and we need a boat-shaped magic weapon to cross the Endless Sea. We still have a lot of things to prepare. Why don't we take advantage of this free time and go shopping?" Yan Qingyan said.

"Where?" Ling Mochen asked.

"Qingyang City, I want to experience the urge of my ancestors again." Yan Qingyan put on an "expert" attitude and said seriously.

......

Qingyang City.

Yan Qingyan's arrival at the Yan family really caused a sensation.

The last time she left, she was in a hurry. She only met with the ancestor Yan Qingwan and dealt with Yan's affairs. She almost never met these "juniors".

Now……

Looking at the younger generations of the Yan family standing in front of her, each of them with a reserved look, looking at her cautiously, Yan Qingyan just found it funny.

It was at this moment that she felt for the first time that she had grown up.

"Come, come, this is a gift for you." Yan Qingyan took out the Foundation Establishment Pill, the Hongmeng Pill and other pills, and scattered them into the hands of the young people present.

"Thank you, ancestor!"

"Thank you, ancestor!"

Over the years, despite the protection of the Xue family in Wanjiang City and the suppression of Yan Qingwan's identity as a direct disciple of the Ziyun Sect, the Yan family still suffered a lot of implicated.

The movement range of the disciples in the clan was restricted to Qingyang City, and it was difficult for them to go out for training. This once neglected small city became a place closely watched by countless pairs of eyes.

Yan Qingyan felt a little embarrassed, especially when being looked at with admiring eyes by these youngsters.

Oh my~ She has also become an 'idol' that is worshipped by others!

......

Not far away, the head of the Yan family and a group of elders watched quietly.

Yan Fengjie was puzzled, "Why is Ling Mochen not here?"

He also wanted to see how his former 'opponent' looked now.

“Feng Jie, it’s a good thing to have ambition, but most cultivators are not on the same level as you and Chen Bufan compared to their peers.” The head of the Yan family sighed.

"Hmph! The head of the family is overthinking!" Yan Fengjie rolled his eyes secretly.

Just looking at him, does he look like someone who could be easily discouraged? !

When Yan Xinna heard the news that Yan Qingyan had returned, she ran out on purpose. But when she didn't see the person she wanted to see, she went back silently.

Upon seeing this, the head of the Yan family felt even more annoyed.

This girl's mind is not focused on cultivation. How can she form a golden elixir if she continues like this?

"This girl, does she really intend to be a little foundation-building cultivator for her entire life? Is she satisfied with a mere three hundred years of life span? What a waste of great talent!" said the head of the Yan family unhappily.

He knew that this girl had a golden elixir in her hand, but her current cultivation level was far from enough to take the elixir.

She was asked to hand it over to an outstanding disciple in the clan, but she refused, saying it was a gift from her 'dream lover'...

"Don't worry, don't worry too much about her." Yan Fengjie said lightly, but did not explain further.

When it comes to cultivating immortals, everyone has his or her own destiny, so it’s better not to interfere too much.

With Yan Xinna's love of beauty, when wrinkles appear on her face one day, she will know how to practice on her own without your urging.

......

Ling family.

Ling Mochen walked to the main residence of the Ling family without revealing his presence.

His spiritual awareness spread throughout the entire house, exploring the changes in the family over the years.

"I heard that Mo Chen is back?" asked the head of the Ling family.

"He's back. I heard he went to Wanjiang City." Butler Ling Xin replied in a low voice.

“Ah! He didn’t even bother to visit the Ling family after he came back. In the past, no matter how much stuff that kid brought back, he always knew to share it with the family. But now, he has so many resources for cultivating immortals on him…” The head of the Ling family said dejectedly.

If he had stopped Ling Yaozu's evil deeds and paid a little attention to him, wouldn't the Ling family be soaring now?

pity……

Ling Mochen watched silently. The patriarch was still the same patriarch, except that his expression looked much more haggard, and his heart that cared too much about gains and losses had not changed at all.

His spiritual consciousness turned to the other side, where Ling Chengzu and Ling Wan, with white hair, were lying in front of a tombstone and crying.

"Yaozu, what will we do if you die?"

All hope was gone, and they were unable to defeat their enemies. Their spiritual hearts were shattered, and like Ling Yaozu before them, they both fell to the Qi Refining Stage, and their lifespans were about to come to an end.

Um?

Ling Mochen was stunned. Ling Yaozu was dead?

Or was he pissed off to death by Qingyan?

Ling Mochen felt warm in his heart. Was Qingyan venting her anger for him?

Ling Mochen found it funny when he thought of Qingyan's mysterious look in Leiyang City before.

He and Ling Yaozu have a deep grudge, but ever since his cultivation level has increased, the gap between their strength realms has become larger and larger, and he hasn't thought about this person for a long time.

I didn’t expect Qingyan still remembered it.

The scene changed, and Ling Mochen also saw other children of the Ling family.

What surprised him was that these tribesmen talked about him with strong admiration.

"Do you think that Elder Ling Mochen will come back?"

"I heard that Qianji Pavilion is holding a large auction to auction off the elixir of our ancestors, but it's a pity that it's too expensive. I can't even afford it if I add another 10,000."

"It's amazing that a figure like our ancestor actually appeared in my Ling family!"

"If I had a son, I'd want him to be like Ling Mochen!"

"I used to think that as long as I could build a foundation in my lifetime, it would be enough. But thinking about the deeds of my ancestors, I decided that I also want to become a god-transforming ancestor!"

"Hahahaha what nonsense are you talking about?!"

“…”

Ling Mochen smiled softly. Before arriving at the Ling family, he thought he would hear a barrage of scolding. After all, the trouble he had caused had caused the entire Ling family to be targeted for decades.

Unexpectedly, this group of young people are quite optimistic.

"Is this the change brought about by strength and realm..." Ling Mochen murmured.

When one reaches the Spiritual Transformation Stage, all past events turn into worship of the strong.

Ling Mochen cast a spell, distributed some compensation to some members of the Ling family, and left quietly.

"Hmm? What is this?"

"Suddenly appeared in the sleeve, hiss——what is this?!"

The group of younger generations of the Ling family who were talking did not notice the extra items on their bodies at first, until one of them accidentally touched the porcelain bottle in his sleeve and was shocked by the information scanned by his spiritual sense.

“Could it be…”

Someone quickly stood up, performed the standard etiquette of the immortal world, and respectfully said to the empty sky: "Thank you for the reward, ancestor."

"Thank you, ancestor!"

"Thank you, ancestor!"

......

The voice of thanks from behind him was faintly transmitted to Ling Mochen's ears along with the breeze.

After moving away from the Ling family's main residence, Ling Mochen sensed that Qingyan had not left the Yan family yet, so he walked around along the streets of Qingyang City.

Before he knew it, he had walked to the Deng family's restaurant and saw the familiar face of Deng Hao, who was sitting alone in a private room drinking.

"Long time no see." After thinking about it, Ling Mochen greeted his former friend.

"Huh?!" Deng Hao turned around in surprise. His exaggerated expression made Ling Mochen think that he had seen a ghost.

"I didn't expect you to come to me." Deng Hao said with a wry smile.

"I didn't come here on purpose to see you. I just happened to meet you when I passed by." Ling Mochen explained lightly.

Deng Hao: …

How should I respond to this?

Ling Mochen's voice did not pause, "The information you sent me earlier was helpful to me. What reward do you want?"

This bland tone, as if speaking in a transactional manner, made Deng Hao feel a little disappointed. Was their friendship really irreversible?

"No."

"Um?"

Deng Hao explained in a low voice: "When Ling Yaozu's Dao heart was broken, I saw it with my own eyes. Haha~ Immortal cultivators work hard to earn cultivation resources for the sake of realm, but once the Dao heart is broken, all the years of hard work will be in vain..."

He used to be very good at judging people, and always wanted to invest in more "potential stocks" and make friends with them, just to get more benefits in the future.

But once Ling Mochen was deposed, he immediately distanced himself from him. Now he was like a ridiculous clown, and everything he did was like the clown in a storybook, which made his Taoist heart tremble uncontrollably.

He only sent some insignificant messages to Ling Mochen. If he really accepted this "reward" at this time, how could his Tao heart be fulfilled?

The scene he saw that day and Ling Yaozu's fate were like a spell that tightly wrapped around his heart, causing him to constantly ponder his future path to immortality...

Ling Mochen seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and his expression softened as he said, "Okay, if you change your mind, you can message me again. The deadline is before I leave Xuan Gan Continent."

Deng Hao nodded.

When he saw Ling Mochen leave the box without hesitation, he almost regretted it at that moment, feeling that he had missed a treasure.

Afterwards, the shock of his Tao heart made him suddenly sober up, and he secretly despised his own weak will.

He won't regret it!

......

Three years later.

On the coastline of Xuan Gan Continent, a huge boat was swaying back and forth with the waves.

Yan Qingyan sat on the freshly made boat-shaped magic tool, looking left and right, touching it, as if it was her first time making a boat.

"Wow, where did Qianji Pavilion find the weapon refiner? He could have made such a big one!" Yan Qingyan exclaimed.

Such a big ship can accommodate all the monks of an entire sect, right?

There are only two of them, her and Mo Chen!

Thinking back to the spiritual stones I paid in advance to Qianji Pavilion...

My goodness, you guys are really good at spending spirit stones!

"Qingyan, Qianji Pavilion has delivered the spirit stones." In the desert on the coast, Ling Mochen shouted to Qingyan on the boat.

Yan Qingyan jumped down and took the storage bag.

With a sweep of her spiritual sense, the spiritual stones piled up like a mountain almost blinded her eyes. At the same time, a slight humming sound came from the spiritual spring space, as if it couldn't wait to absorb all the spiritual stones.

"What a generous deal!" Yan Qingyan exclaimed.

Lamenting his generosity.

She should be the richest monk in the two continents now!

"Haha~" Seeing Qingyan's money-obsessed look, Ling Mochen gently waved his hand and said with a smile: "Many old friends have come to see us off."

"Oh! What's there to see you off for?" Having said that, Yan Qingyan still restrained her exaggerated expression.

She is now an old ancestor of the Divine Transformation Realm, and she has to pay attention to her image in front of outsiders.

Soon, Bai Xiaosheng and other cultivators from the Qianji Pavilion, the Xue family from Wanjiang City, Yan Qingwan, and even some cultivators from the Xuanli Continent arrived.

When Yan Wan saw the faces of Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen, his fingers kept moving in his palms, as if he was fiddling with something.

"Yes, that's them! People with great luck!"

Yan Wan was filled with emotion. The Xuan Gan Continent had been in decline for so long, and what he had calculated most in his life was the future destiny of the continent. Only in recent years did he finally see the opportunity to rise.

Exchanging resources with Xuanli Continent is just the first step.

Xue Ningshuang looked at the two of them quietly, with envy that was hard to conceal in her eyes.

She was born with an ice spirit body and was also a genius with excellent aptitude on the continent, but in the path of cultivating immortals, she was far from being as brilliant as the other two.

Who doesn’t want to have his own legendary journey to immortality? But now he seems to be trapped in the three acres of land of Wanjiang City. Gradually, will he even forget his previous ambitions?

No wonder her father threw the city lord position to her like he was leaving a mess behind.

Xue Ningshuang subconsciously glanced at Xue Lingtian beside her. Otherwise, when her cultivation reaches a bottleneck one day, she will just throw this mess to him?

Anyway, the reputation of Wanjiang City is not as good as it used to be.

Xue Lingtian:?

What's with Ningshuang's look? Is there something on his face?

After learning the news that the two were leaving, Xue Qianji happened to come back, crying and shouting that she wanted to sail to the Endless Sea together.

"I also want to go to Tianxuan Continent!" Xue Qianji roared in his heart.

But it’s not possible. The Endless Sea is too dangerous. He needs to hone his skills to at least reach the Divine Transformation level.

I just hope that in the future, when he successfully arrives at Tianxuan Continent and hears news from the two again, the difference won’t be too big!

Everyone had different thoughts and emotions, but in front of Yan Qingyan and the other person, they still maintained the etiquette and demeanor of a cultivator.

They looked at the two people standing in front of the giant ship and bowed respectfully, saying, "I wish you two seniors a safe journey."

"Congratulations to the two seniors for successfully reaching the Profound Sky Continent."

"Thank you." Yan Qingyan and the other person also bowed.

Ye Feichen and others from the Xiaoyao Mercenary Group also came. Through the teleportation array, they quickly arrived at the Xuan Gan Continent. However, the teleportation array was not convenient to be opened to the public now, so they only sent a message and sent their blessings from afar.

Bai Xiaosheng said with a smile: "Two...seniors, if you make a name for yourself in Tianxuan Continent, don't forget to announce the name of our Xuangan Continent, so that we can also share in the good fortune."

"Oh, if it causes trouble, forget it."

Yan Qingyan was just about to say a few polite words, with a smile on her face, but Bai Xiaosheng's words left her speechless.

She glared at Bai Xiaosheng unhappily. This guy knew that they had become gods, but he was still the same as before.

But this feeling is really good.

"Hmph! Don't underestimate Mo Chen and me. Even if we arrive in the Tianxuan Continent, we are still geniuses!" Yan Qingyan said confidently.

The two stood on the boat-shaped magic weapon, watching the coastline getting farther and farther away from them, with indescribable complexity in their hearts.

"Don't look back, it's already very far away."

Yan Qingyan said softly: "Look forward."

Ling Mochen turned around and looked forward. There was a vast ocean, and the surrounding area was also the sea, all blue, mysterious and vast like the sky.

But he knew that far ahead was a vaster continent, which was also their new journey and new starting point.