Chapter 37 The Cat Returns to Yunmengze

Zhou Yan’s teaching at Lingxiao Sect is coming to an end. His master asked him to go back to practice in seclusion, and he came to Lingxiao Sect to teach in person.

Zhou Yan was shocked when he heard the news. "The sun rises in the west?" His master hated the Lingxiao Sect the most, saying it was full of reckless men who only knew how to wield swords.

This time, he was willing to come for the first time in his life. Previously, he always sent his own disciples. Before Zhou Yan, it was his senior brothers and sisters who came.

He didn't understand but under pressure from his master, he could only bid farewell to Bai Qingchen and the others with tears in his eyes.

Lin Feng is usually a crazy cultivator, and Su Yue is also obsessed with the study of formations and runes. After the second year of their entry, it was rare to see them together. Bai Qingchen also often stayed at Hanyuan Peak.

Today, the three of them gathered together to bid farewell to Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan cried and said, "Master must have been disgusted with me for not taking Junior Brother Bai back with him for two years, so he summoned me back and came here himself."

Bai Qingchen comforted him and told him not to think too much, Zhou Yan's cultivation was about to advance, and it was time for him to concentrate on preparing for a breakthrough.

Before Zhou Yan left, he read Bai Qingchen's fortune and it was a bad omen!

Tell him not to leave Lingxiao Sect in the next few months, and if he wants to go out, he must bring someone to protect himself.

When Lin Feng heard this, he suddenly remembered something important and said, "Brother Bai, Li Xiuyuan's two-year confinement has ended. This guy is vindictive and narrow-minded, and he will definitely do something behind the scenes."

Bai Qingchen then remembered that there was such a person: "It's okay, I will be more careful and will not leave the sect normally."

"I heard that Li Xiuyuan disappeared after his confinement ended. Could it be that he left Lingxiao Sect?"

Su Yue hated Li Xiuyuan so much. How dare he attack him? What a scum!

"Brother Bai, take these teleportation talismans!"

Su Yue stuffed all the talismans at Bai Qingchen, and fearing that he would refuse, she quickly said, "I know that Senior Brother Bai is better at making talismans than I am."

"However, the higher the cultivation level of the person who drew this teleportation talisman, the farther the teleportation distance will be. You can keep it. I personally asked the Third Elder to draw this."

After saying that, she smiled slyly: "Produced by the Third Elder of Tianshu Peak, it is guaranteed to be useful!"

Bai Qingchen had no choice but to accept it and thank Su Yue for her kindness.

Zhou Yan's divination made him a little worried, although the divinations calculated by the monks of their Yantian Sect were not 100% accurate.

Thinking of the confusing fortune-telling by his friend in his previous life, Bai Qingchen couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.

He didn't tell the three that he would be going out in the near future, firstly because he was afraid that they would worry, and secondly because he didn't want too many people to know.

He is a foundation-building cultivator and was a famous immortal king in his previous life. He has the ability to protect himself, and he doesn't want to be a person who only hides behind his friends when encountering troubles.

Zhou Yan took out a token that felt warm to the touch. It was engraved with intricate stars and array patterns, with an ancient character "Yan" in the center.

"Junior Brother Bai, take this." Zhou Yan stuffed the token into Bai Qingchen's hand without saying anything.

"Take it and you can come to Yantian Sect to find me anytime."

After seeing Zhou Yan off, Bai Qingchen and Su Yuelin exchanged a few words of greeting before returning to their respective peaks.

Hanyuan Peak, inside the small courtyard.

Bai Qingchen took out the jade pendant he wore close to his body from his arms. The warm luster of the jade pendant seemed to dim a little.

The thin lines on the formation that were used to assist in gathering spirits had become incapable of doing so after years of operation.

He could clearly feel that the jade pendant's efficiency in absorbing and transforming spiritual energy was decreasing, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to support his cultivation needs.

He sighed, and realized that it was urgent to remake a stronger spirit-gathering magic weapon.

Otherwise, let alone the disciple competition, he would even have difficulty maintaining his daily practice.

He heard that there would be an auction in Yunmengze soon, which would contain the materials he needed.

Although he had just promised not to leave Lingxiao Sect, he broke his promise within half a day.

Yunmengze is not too far from here, requiring a ten-day flying boat ride. It is not too dangerous to buy materials without going into the dense forests in the mountains.

Yoyo is about to break through and is practicing in the villa on the top of the mountain. Bai Qingchen doesn't want to disturb it.

I disguised myself well and went out, and the whole journey was calm.

The flying boat penetrated the clouds and slowly landed at the familiar airport in Yunmengze.

The familiar humid air hit his face, forming a sharp contrast with the bitter cold that lingered on Hanyuan Peak all year round. Bai Qingchen took a deep breath.

Two years have passed. I set foot on this water town again. I am still the same person, but the noisy and greedy white-haired ball is missing.

I don’t know how Shiliang is doing in Qingqiu Mountain, and whether he still remembers the human monk who once carried him across the wilderness and fed him roasted chicken.

A trace of imperceptible melancholy passed through his heart, but he quickly suppressed it. He had more important things to do now.

Relying on memory, he walked towards the area outside the city where the wandering cultivators gathered.

After twists and turns, passing through the familiar yet slightly unfamiliar muddy path, I finally saw the simple bamboo house hidden behind several clumps of lush water bamboo.

The bamboo house looked older than when he left. The bamboo strips were a deep yellow-brown color, and the thatch covering the roof was a little sparse, but overall it was still intact and obviously someone was taking care of it.

As I approached, a dark-skinned wandering cultivator wearing a coarse cloth jacket poked his head out from a slightly larger bamboo house next to him.

Seeing Bai Qingchen, he was stunned at first, then a surprised smile appeared on his face: "Master Bai! You're back!"

The man came up quickly, rubbing his hands, looking a little embarrassed.

"It's really you! That's great! Everyone is talking about you!"

"Everyone here takes turns watching over your room, cleaning and ventilating it regularly to keep snakes, insects, rats, and ants away. Do you think it's okay?"

He pointed at Bai Qingchen's bamboo house, his tone filled with simple pride.

Bai Qingchen looked at the weathered but sincere smiling face in front of him. It was a casual cultivator whom he had rescued while picking herbs by the lake.

He nodded and gave a genuine smile: "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, it's not hard. You are our savior!"

The monk waved his hands repeatedly: "Master Bai, doctors have a kind heart. This is something everyone does voluntarily."

After thanking them again, Bai Qingchen spent the next two days moving like a shadow through the bustling streets of Yunmengze's main city.

After shedding his identity as a disciple of Lingxiao Sect and restraining his aura, he became a handsome and slightly silent young cultivator.

While purchasing auxiliary materials, he keenly noticed some eyes.

When he announced the names of materials such as Cold Star Sand and Fire Condensing Grass, which were not particularly rare but had high grade requirements.

The shopkeeper looked at him with a hint of barely perceptible surprise. When he took out a few medium-grade spirit stones to pay, a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi Refining who was selecting low-level Qi Recovery Pills couldn't help but whisper to his companion.

"My goodness, at this age, he's spending mid-grade spirit stones to buy these. He must be an elite disciple from some sect who's out for training."

Elite disciple? A trace of absurd bitterness rose in Bai Qingchen's heart. In Lingxiao Sect, he was at the bottom of the five spiritual roots, a forgotten shadow of the inner sect.

And here, in the eyes of ordinary cultivators, his foundation-building skills and his generosity make him considered an elite disciple.

He couldn't help but laugh at himself, silently put away the materials, and left quickly.