Leng Yan looked at Wen Shi and said indifferently, "It's none of your business whether I change or not."
After hearing this, Wen Shi avoided the topic and asked Leng Yan: "Then Yan'er, you should give me a definite answer as to when you will return to the sect, otherwise I will be worried about you." Leng Yan looked at Wen Shi and said, "I will go back after everything is settled."
Wen Shi chuckled after hearing this and said, "Yan'er, aren't you just trying to fool me? Don't you have the final say on when your affairs will be resolved?" Then his tone became a little more intimate as he added, "But Yan'er, now it's up to me to decide when you can return to the sect."
Leng Yan distanced herself from Wen Shi, raised her hand to straighten her sleeves, and then said calmly, "Wen Shi, a lot can change in five years. The current world of cultivation is no longer ruled by your one-man show."
Wen Shi, still smiling after hearing this, said, "Really? Then Yan'er, guess why I was able to rush to rescue you immediately and yet let you play outside for five years? I never took those people seriously."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room instantly fell into a dead silence. Leng Yan clenched her hands in her sleeves. Finally, she closed her eyes slightly, lowered her head and said, "Master, I know I was wrong."
After hearing this, Wen Shi took a strand of Leng Yan's hair and played with it in his hand. He said casually, "Yan'er, how could your teacher blame you?" Leng Yan frowned but ultimately did nothing or said anything. Wen Shi was too good at toying with people's hearts. She couldn't compare to him in this regard.
Leng Yan bowed and said, "I have something else to attend to, so I'll take my leave now." She turned and walked past Wen Shi, who didn't try to stop her. Wen Shi watched the inky hair slip from his palm. He placed his finger on the tip of his nose and inhaled Leng Yan's fragrance.
He couldn't help but chuckle. Leng Yan had actually poisoned his hair. The moment Leng Yan walked past Wen Shi, her eyes turned cold.
This time when she met Wen Shi, she also found out some things. It seemed that Wen Shi and the others had left something on her. They knew her whereabouts in the past few years, and even knew what she had done.
Leng Yan walked down the mountain and took out her disciple identity jade token. She looked at her name engraved on it with no emotion in her eyes. The next second, the jade token in her hand was crushed by her, and the fragments scratched Leng Yan's palm, but she seemed not to notice and kept looking at the jade token in her hand.
Then she loosened her grip, and the fragments in her hand fell one after another, but before they hit the ground, they turned into powder. Leng Yan wiped the blood off her hand, revealing the healing wound, and said, "Han Qing, you're great."
At the same time, Han Qing, who was inside the Qingyuan Sect, suddenly felt the formation on Leng Yan's ID card disappear. He frowned, wondering what had happened. Qing Yu, who was sitting opposite him, saw this and asked, "What's wrong? Why do you look like that?"
Han Qing looked at Qingyu and said anxiously, "Qingyu, the formation on Yan'er's identity jade token has been broken."
Qingyu frowned after hearing this. He mobilized his own spiritual power and found that just as Han Qing said, he could no longer detect where Leng Yan was. The formation was indeed broken.
The two looked at each other, with shock and excitement in their eyes.
On the other side, Wen Shi was standing in the temple. He saw Leng Yan's actions through his spiritual sense. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. At the same time, Leng Yan seemed to have noticed something and turned his head to look in the direction of the temple.
Then Leng Yan retracted her gaze, made hand gestures, and headed towards the inn. When she arrived at the inn, the followers were having breakfast. When they saw Leng Yan walk in, they stopped what they were doing and stood up to salute Leng Yan.
Leng Yan nodded and went upstairs to her room. After the followers finished their breakfast, they came up to ask Leng Yan where to go next.
After a while, Leng Yan left the inn with his entourage. The carriage slowly drove out of the inn and onto the official road, heading towards the City Lord's Mansion.
When Leng Yan arrived, the city lord and the people were already waiting at the city gate to greet him. When they saw the carriage pull up to the gate and stop, the city lord and the people knelt down and said, "Your humble servants pay their respects to the Fifth Princess." The people in the city also shouted, "Greetings to the Fifth Princess."
Then they heard a cold voice coming from the carriage, "Get up." Everyone stood up.
Everyone raised their eyes cautiously, wanting to see what the distinguished guest from the capital looked like. Amidst their cautious and expectant gazes, they saw the carriage curtain being lifted by a slender, white hand.
Then a woman in gorgeous black clothes walked out of the carriage. Although her face was covered by a veil, just the eyebrows and eyes revealed by Leng Yan could make people believe that she was a stunningly beautiful person.
Leng Yan glanced at everyone. They all had tired looks on their faces. It was obvious that the floods in recent days had really made them suffer.
When everyone saw Leng Yan, they all lowered their heads. How could they look directly at someone like an immortal?
Then everyone heard Leng Yan speak again: "Go away." As soon as these words came out, the people scattered and walked away, but from time to time someone looked back.
Leng Yan looked at the city lord, who was almost fifty years old. Before she could say anything, she heard the city lord say, "Your Highness, please go to my mansion to discuss this matter."
Leng Yan nodded and got off the carriage. Seeing this, the city lord hesitated and said, "Your Highness, this..." The servants behind him also hesitated. But Leng Yan said calmly, "It's okay. Just walk there. This will help me understand the details."
After hearing this, the City Lord said nothing more and just led Leng Yan towards the City Lord's Mansion. He was extremely satisfied with the Fifth Princess who had just returned to the capital.
She did not have the arrogance of someone in a high position, nor did she look down on anyone, but her aura carried the royal steadiness and innate royal temperament.
Leng Yan followed the city lord to the city lord's mansion. Along the way, she had a general understanding of the situation and had a rough strategy in mind.
When everyone arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, they saw the City Lord's wife and her attendants waiting at the door. When they saw them, they immediately saluted and then led everyone in.
The City Lord's wife and the City Lord led everyone to the main hall. The City Lord said to Leng Yan with a hint of apology: "Your Highness, Wancheng has nothing to offer you. Please forgive me."
Leng Yan said: "It's okay, I am a cultivator and have been fasting for a long time. I don't need to eat anything, so you can do whatever you want."
When the city lord's wife heard about the immortal cultivator, her eyes lit up for a moment, but soon dimmed again.
Leng Yan noticed it, but didn't ask. After Leng Yan left the main hall, he heard the voice of the city lord's wife behind him: "Your Highness, wait a moment."
Leng Yan stopped and waited for the people behind her to catch up. After catching up with Leng Yan, the City Lord's wife knelt down in front of Leng Yan with a "thump". Then she kowtowed to Leng Yan and said in a pleading tone: "Your Highness, please save my son. I beg you, Your Highness."
She kowtowed several more times, but when she was about to kowtow again, she was stopped and could not kowtow any further. Then she heard Leng Yan's voice above her head: "What do you want to ask of me?"
(Here I'll answer a question you might be curious about. It's about Wen Shi and the others' cultivation. Wen Shi's cultivation is in the late stage of Tribulation, close to Ascension, Qing Yu's is in the middle stage of Tribulation, Han Qing is in the early stage of Tribulation, and Gong Cang is a little behind, in the late stage of Mahayana.)
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