No matter how much he was scolded, Baili Changhuan did not hesitate at all when it came to doing things.

Of course, the excuses they made to the outside world were also very reasonable: too many things had happened in recent days, and their leader was angry.

Those who had provoked Yan Huailiu all lowered their heads and acted like quails, not daring to say a word, for fear of being caught and punished by Baili Changhuan.

You have to know that Wunian City lost most of its wealth. As expected, no one in the Yuxu Sect is easy to deal with.

Baili Changhuan was so cute when he was a child, but now he has become like a black-hearted businessman and has learned to ask for exorbitant prices.

With the cooperation of many parties, the Immortal Gate Conference finally ended successfully.

A group of people came with the mentality of watching a show, and left reluctantly.

You pushed me and I pushed each other, trying to get the other person to come up and ask questions.

Finally, Master Chen Wu, who was passing by, spoke up, "Donor Baili, I would like to reserve an opportunity to borrow books from the Thousand Scripture Pavilion next month. I wonder if this would be convenient for you."

A group of people's ears suddenly pricked up, waiting for Baili Changhuan's answer.

Baili Changhuan knew about the opening of the Thousand Scriptures Pavilion, but Yan Huailiu did not tell him the details, and he did not dare to agree rashly.

"I still need to discuss this matter with my senior brother to see how to make the specific arrangements. I will send you a letter when the time comes. Is it convenient for you, Master, to receive the letter?"

Master Chen Wu nodded and said, "It's convenient. Thank you in advance, Sect Master Yan. I won't bother you any more. Thank you for your hospitality these past few days. I'll take my leave now."

"Master, take care. Jingming, go and see them off."

Baili Changhuan made the arrangements.

The others followed closely behind, quite shamelessly saying, "Nephew, it's quite convenient for us to receive mail. Don't forget to notify us when the time comes."

Baili Changhuan responded one by one.

When it was Wu Nian Cheng's turn, he pulled out a bottle from his pocket and handed it to City Lord Yao, who looked unhappy. "These are the medicines I made myself. If City Lord Yao doesn't mind, you can give them to him."

City Lord Yao was surprised to receive such a favorable response from him. He then reached out to take it and said, "Thank you very much."

"No need. The Thousand Scriptures Pavilion is open to the entire cultivation world. If City Lord Yao needs it, he can send his disciples over."

Baili Changhuan spoke in a calm tone.

City Lord Yao was in a complicated mood and clasped his fists towards him: "Thank you very much."

After him, a group of female cultivators from Yuehua Pavilion came over.

Fairy Fei Miao looked around and asked dissatisfiedly, "Yan Huailiu really doesn't come out to see me off. I've never seen anyone act so recklessly."

It’s a pity that she had spoken up for Yan Huailiu before.

"Forget it. I don't expect him to get better."

Fairy Fei Miao complained and handed two bottles to Baili Changhuan. "These contain elixirs unique to my Yuehua Pavilion. I gave them to Sect Master Yan before to prevent him from becoming possessed and unable to calm his mind. I'm giving these to him. Please help pass them on."

Baili Changhuan took it and said, "Thank you, Fairy."

"What's the point of your thanks? Humph, let him send us the return gift when the time comes."

Fairy Fei Miao left with a proud look on her face.

Behind him were the people from Xuanyue Palace.

Palace Master Murong greeted with a smile on his face, trying to get some internal preferential treatment from Baili Changhuan.

Murong Xuanlang walked to Gu Xingyun and said softly, "Xingyun, can you give me a ride?"

Gu Xingyun nodded and followed him down the mountain.

City Lord Yu finally managed to pull the sobbing Yu Ziheng off him, and sighed as he asked Baili Changhuan, "Is Sect Master Yan okay?"

"It's okay, I'm just angry and don't want to see anyone for a while."

Baili Changhuan still uses this excuse.

City Lord Yu glanced at Yu Ziheng, who was being held by Ling Xinghua, with some reluctance: "I was hoping to have a few words with Sect Master Yan, to say hello before leaving. Well, well, I'll have to trouble the Yuxu Sect to discipline this unpromising son of mine."

"Don't worry, City Lord Yu."

"Remember to listen to your master and fellow practitioners and practice well, okay? Okay, it's not nice for a boy to cry like that. I'm going back now."

After City Lord Yu finished speaking, he left without looking back.

Yu Ziheng's tears suddenly burst out, but he was also stubborn and didn't chase after her. He turned around and hugged Ling Xinghua's waist, crying breathlessly, and his clothes were soaked with tears.

After finally seeing off the group of people, Baili Changhuan heaved a long sigh of relief and walked towards Canghai Pavilion with a bad temper.

It’s so annoying. I have to set up some kind of barrier.

Soon, only Ling Xinghua and Yu Ziheng were left here.

Seeing that the new apprentice disciple showed no sign of stopping, Ling Xinghua was extremely worried: "Don't cry, it's not like we'll never see each other again. If you miss home, I can talk to Master during the New Year and take you back to see him."

"I, I don't want to, I don't miss home."

Yu Ziheng cried and said, "I just... I just want to cry. He never cared about me in the first place. After sending me here, in a few years, he will definitely forget about me, forget that he even has a son like me."

When he said this, he became more sad and cried even louder: "I have no home! Wow - Brother, no one wants me anymore."

Ling Xinghua almost laughed out loud, but luckily he stopped himself in time: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could no one want you? Master and we all want you. Come on, I'll take you to see your place. I've specially prepared a new room for you."

"Really?" Yu Ziheng looked up and asked pitifully.

"Of course. Would I lie to you? Let's go."

Ling Xinghua motioned for him to follow.

Yu Ziheng sobbed and stretched out his hand to him: "Then I want my senior brother to hold my hand and walk with me."

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