In the Cloud Mist Market, an inconspicuous ray of light rose.
On the outside, it looked unchanged, but inside, Ye Feng used a quick array plate to replace it with a level 5 array.
Half an hour later, a beam of light rose up.
Ye Feng gave Yang Dan and the others a few brief instructions, and then set off on his journey back to the sect with Liang Yuyan.
"When you get to the sect, remember to control your emotions. This is the sect that trained me, and it's full of powerful figures I can't afford to offend. If something goes wrong, no one can save you!"
Liang Yuyan listened to Ye Feng's reprimand with a mix of trepidation and excitement, afraid of making a single mistake and being criticized again.
After several battles, Liang Yuyan is now able to control the activation of her Divine Eye, and she generally won't activate it unconsciously anymore. Only then did Ye Feng feel comfortable bringing her here.
Of course, there's nothing I can do about it; it's better for her to wreak havoc on the Qingyun Sect than on the Yunxia Sect...
"And remember, don't call me Sect Master, just call me Brother Ye... or Senior Ye!"
"Also, don't you dare tell anyone what I did on Han Island. That's a secret, understand?"
Seeing Liang Yuyan nod obediently, Ye Feng was at a loss for words.
Before returning, he was full of pride and believed that no one in the Qingyun Sect could rival him, so it didn't matter if his persona collapsed.
But when the time came, their thoughts changed.
Especially after meeting Kou Ying...
Being friends with a core disciple of a sect can change a person like that.
This invincible true lord? Where will he find friends in the future?
Although this day was bound to come sooner or later, Ye Feng still hoped that others could be given time to adjust...
Or rather, give yourself time to adjust and prepare for the endless, solitary practice.
Although Liang Yuyan's mental age is only about ten years old, she is not actually ten. Moreover, after she began cultivating, her memory and comprehension abilities have been growing rapidly every day.
It probably won't be long before we can return to the standard of a normal fifteen-year-old.
The two landed in the Vermilion Bird District on their flying swords, took out tokens they hadn't used in a long time, and walked into the mountain gate.
Upon seeing the newcomer wielding a sword, the disciples guarding the mountain knew he must be above the Qi Refining stage, and dared not be negligent, so they stepped forward to greet him.
"You're Ye Feng? Ye Zhenchuan?"
True disciples are generally those officially recognized as the best among their peers by the sect.
Or perhaps, a disciple directly accepted by a Golden Core elder.
For example, Ding Xiu.
In the Qingyun Sect, the status of a true disciple is equivalent to that of a holy son of the upper sect.
"Yes! This is the fairy seedling I found outside, named Liang Yuyan. Please help me register her!"
The outer sect disciples guarding the mountain were also inner sect cultivators. After confirming their identities, the two immediately bowed to Ye Feng.
"Chu Lan"
"Zhang Xiong"
"Greetings, Uncle-Master Ye!"
Ye Feng also bowed.
"Greetings to my two junior disciples!"
The respect in their eyes made Ye Feng, who had already reached the Nascent Soul stage, feel a surge of excitement.
This feeling was even stronger than when I advanced to the Nascent Soul stage in the East Sea.
Even the most impressive achievements in the eyes of outsiders cannot compare to a heartfelt nod from close friends and family.
Zongmenfang City,
It's midday, and Chunqiu Dan Pavilion is still as lively as ever.
There used to be two employees, now there are three.
Back when the unit of trading points was low-grade spirit stones, the Pill Pavilion could provide about one or two hundred trading points every day.
However, it's no longer available.
"Hello! Welcome... Ye..."
The employee in front recognized Ye Feng at a glance and was about to call out to him when Ye Feng stopped him.
Yang Fu stood behind the counter, squinting as he flipped through the ledgers.
Now that I'm older, my eyesight isn't as good as it used to be, especially when looking at densely packed account books for extended periods...
However, this is not a big problem. Although there are not many pills suitable for mortals, Ye Feng has obtained quite a few from the combat supplies in the East Sea.
"Master Chen... Ten Qi Gathering Pills... Fifty Qi Refining Pills... The bill is 60 spirit stones..."
"Master Xu... should be given 130 spirit stones..."
"...Are there any missing?"
...
"And what about Alchemist Ye?"
"Master Ye Dan?..."
Hearing the voice beside him, Yang Fu looked at the account book again with some confusion.
"Which Young Master Ye...!"
Yang Fu's eyes widened, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"You...you all.."
Ye Feng's face broke into a smile as he reached out and hugged Yang Fu.
"Uncle Fu, it's been so long! I've missed you so much!!"
Yang Fu was caught off guard by this unusual way of greeting, but his heart was warmed.
Just like when Ye Feng was a child, she reached out and patted him lightly on the back, laughing out loud.
"This old servant can still live for a few more years, young master, please don't think of this old servant as dead!"
The two embraced for a while before Ye Feng released them and stepped back.
Yang Fu's eyes were fixed on Liang Yuyan, who was standing beside him, and he would occasionally glance at her stomach.
Ye Feng quickly waved his hand.
"This isn't...this isn't!"
As he spoke, he pulled Liang Yuyan over again.
"Quickly call him Grandpa, this is my grandpa, you should call him Grandpa Yang!"
Liang Yuyan greeted him obediently, and Yang Fu nodded somewhat perfunctorily in response.
The look in his eyes as he looked at Ye Feng was full of questions.
“I’ve placed Hongling outside, and this is a disciple I found for the sect outside.”
Yang Fu immediately became anxious upon hearing this.
"Oh dear, how could you leave someone out here? Where is she now? Is there anyone taking care of her?"
"We need to hire someone who knows how to take care of people..."
"Your master has asked several times already, how can you not take her to see her?"
"Oh dear... this won't do! Young master, tell me the place, and I'll go and bring the young mistress over!"
...
As Yang Fu was about to leave, Ye Feng could only pull him back to explain the agreement between master and disciple.
Furthermore, Xiao Xuan is a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and without strict screening and registration, it would be impossible to bring her into the sect.
Secondly... judging from Uncle Fu's tone, he must have shown the letter he wrote to his master.
This cleanup is probably inevitable...
When Ye Feng told Yang Fu about Li Qinghe, Yang Fu's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and his mouth was so wide open it could fit a duck egg.
That's a Foundation Establishment Grand Alchemist from a sect! A fairy-like figure... How could that be?
But considering Li Qinghe's behavior in front of him several times, it seems like there really is something going on?
"I've heard that Foundation Establishment cultivators can live for over two hundred years... Young Master, you'd better work hard!"
After a long silence, Yang Fu finally managed to utter this sentence.
"Hehehe... Uncle Fu, how could you underestimate me? I'm a Foundation Establishment cultivator now!"
As he spoke, Ye Feng released a magical weapon.
"Come on, I'll take you for a spin!"
———
Behind the sect's mountain, Qingsong and Dafang kept their eyes glued to the monitoring array.
He was just waiting for a moment when he could send a message to Ye Feng to come see him.
In order to leave a good impression on Ye Feng, they did not disturb him when he went to see his relatives.
"Good, this kid has really reached the Foundation Establishment stage. Judging by this speed, his magical power is more than just the early Foundation Establishment stage!"
Qingsong's face also showed joy.
Once Ye Feng advances to the Golden Core stage, he will be able to fuse the magical power of all the cultivators in Qingyun and form a sword formation.
Sects with sword formations and those without are two completely different things.
A sect with a sword formation can at least rank in the top 20 among the 108 major sects!
Of course, if only Ye Feng can form a sword formation, the prestige of this ranking might be significantly reduced.
But that's equivalent to almost half of a Nascent Soul cultivator's combat power!
Even if the patriarch has some problems, the sect won't collapse all at once...
As long as there are Nascent Soul cultivators, the sect can always develop slowly and attract outstanding disciples... In a few thousand years, it's not impossible to become a top sect!
"By the way, about Qinghe...you haven't told Yang Fan yet, have you?"
"ah?"
Qingsong was dumbfounded.
He not only spoke to her, but also probed Li Qinghe several times, which angered Li Qinghe so much that she went to Yunxia Market and stayed there for a few days...
"Um... Senior Uncle, this... was it your idea?"
"you....?"
"Master Uncle? Where did you go?"
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