"Yes, Master."
Lin Feng looked up at the distant Qingyun Mountain, subconsciously touched his cheek and said, "Qingyun Sect is not far from here. I will join Qingyun Sect now. With my aptitude and talent, I will surely be valued by the elders of the sect."
Taking a deep breath, he softly said to the remnant soul within the Soul Nourishing Ring, "Master, rest assured, when I am able, I will definitely be filial to you for the rest of my life."
"..."
A moment of silence fell within the Soul Nourishing Ring.
"Master? Why aren't you saying anything? Have you been using up your soul power for too long?"
"Lin Feng."
“Your disciple is here.”
"Please promise me, okay? Once I return to my original form, our master-disciple relationship will end here."
"Why?"
"Don't ask, I want you to promise me."
"My master's kindness to me is as heavy as a mountain. When I was most helpless and in trouble, he didn't care about my appearance or experience. He is the first person in this world to be kind to me."
How could I not be filial to you when I have the chance in the future? Master, please rest assured and recuperate. Your disciple is certainly not a heartless wretch; I will repay your kindness with all my heart.
"..."
The Soul-Nourishing Ring fell silent once more.
Whether it was a misperception or not, Lin Feng clearly sensed a trace of panic and helplessness emanating from his master inside the ring.
"I'm tired, so please don't bother me unless it's absolutely necessary."
"Yes, Master, you should rest now."
Lin Feng stretched out his arms, facing the rising sun, and strode towards the Qingyun Sect.
A month later, Shen Zhao and his party disembarked from the flying boat and traveled on foot for more than ten days before finally returning to Qingyang City.
Almost just like in his previous life, not long after Song Zhirang disembarked from the flying boat, he was once again captured by bandits roaming the borders of the Ziyuan Empire and taken to Longchang for short-term enlightenment training. Incidentally, his money was about to be meticulously accounted for three or four times.
This made Shen Zhao fully realize that changes in certain details could not stop the wheels of history, and Song Zhirang's life would probably still be turbulent and uneventful.
However, this is not within Shen Zhao's jurisdiction.
Returning to Qingyang City after several months' absence, feeling the familiar atmosphere around him, Shen Zhao couldn't help but stretch and stride towards his boxing gym.
There were three people when they left, but now that number has more than doubled.
On the way, after listening to Yun Weiwei's story, Shen Zhao roughly understood what kind of mess had happened to the Yun family.
In short, Yun Weiwei's father's ostentatious behavior led to the massacre of her entire family.
For Shen Zhao, who spent many years reading online novels before his transmigration, the annihilation of a family was commonplace; otherwise, it would be embarrassing to call it a fantasy cultivation novel if there wasn't a family annihilation plot.
It was so tragic that Shen Zhao felt nothing at all; she even wanted to laugh.
As for how to deal with this problem, Shen Zhao had already thought of a specific solution on the way back. He had never been afraid of anyone when it came to Lao Liu's behavior.
The most urgent task at hand is to help Yun Weiwei restore her cultivation and rebuild her Yuan Dan.
Inside the fight club, the thrilling combat matches continued smoothly.
Compared to a few months after I left, the fight club has now become an indispensable leisure activity for everyone in Qingyang City.
Feeling the visceral impact of the two men's punches landing in the iron cage, the surrounding dark crowd was filled with excitement, shouting as if they had been injected with adrenaline.
"Brother, is this your training ground?"
“Amitabha, benefactor, this is far too cruel.”
Liang Hao and Fahai stared at the scene in disbelief, unable to believe that such a down-to-earth event existed in the world. It was truly an eye-opener.
Back on his home turf, Ding Bu'er spotted He Yishou counting money until his hands cramped in the distance and immediately went up to greet him warmly.
Su Yunying then pulled Yun Weiwei back to her room. Due to the special circumstances today, Shen Zhao granted her a day off.
When Feng Xiunian saw Shen Zhao, he greeted him warmly: "Brother Shen, you're finally back! The fighting arena has made quite a bit of money these past few days, and I've put it all in my pocket. Would you like to count it?"
Shen Zhao nodded: "Will there be any problems while I'm away?"
"What problems could there be? City Lord Lu and the Qingyun Sect are protecting us. It's the Xia family who have caused trouble a few times, but City Lord Lu and Elder Mo have already sent them away."
"Okay, I have some things to take care of when I get back. I'll have to go on a long trip in a few days, so I'll leave things here to you and He Yishou."
"Leave it to us."
"By the way, go to the city or Guangyuan Trading Company to see if they have these herbs according to this prescription. I need them urgently."
"Yeah, no problem."
Feng Xiunian put away the prescription and then said, "By the way, Brother Shen, the Qingyun Sect sent an invitation two months ago. The fifteenth of this month is the sect's annual disciple recruitment ceremony, and they want to invite us to participate. I was worried that you might not make it."
"Since they've extended such a warm invitation, we should naturally reciprocate. We'll prepare a generous gift and set off in two days."
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