Leng Yan left Ruan Mengli's yard and returned to her own yard.
When she returned to the courtyard, she saw Qin Du. When Qin Du saw Leng Yan, he smiled and said to her, "Senior Sister, congratulations on breaking through the Void Refinement Realm." Leng Yan nodded and then asked Qin Du to pack up his things in the next few days, as they would leave the sect in a few days.
Then she went back to the room to rest. When Leng Yan woke up, it was already night. Without much hesitation, she wrote an application to leave the sect. After writing it, she folded the application into the shape of a paper crane and injected spiritual power into it. The paper crane then flew towards Wen Shi's hall.
Soon the paper crane flew back. Leng Yan unfolded the paper and saw two big words written in red cinnabar in a flamboyant style: Not allowed.
Leng Yan was not discouraged. Spiritual power emerged in her hand, and then she pointed the spiritual power at the white paper piled next to her. In an instant, dozens of identical applications to leave the sect were completed.
Leng Yan folded all the applications, and then used her spiritual power to make them fly to Wen Shi's Qingfeng Palace.
At this time, Wen Shi in Qingfeng Hall was looking at a pile of paper cranes on the desk in front of him. The anger in his eyes could not be concealed at all. The brush made of fine jade in his hand had been broken.
Finally, Wen Shi suppressed his anger and unfolded a paper crane. He picked up a brush and wrote a few words on it: Come to Qingfeng Hall to see your teacher tomorrow.
Then he injected spiritual energy into the paper crane and let it fly back to Leng Yan's courtyard. After reading the words on it, Leng Yan put the paper aside and began to prepare the things he would take with him when he left the sect.
On the other side, in Qingfeng Palace, Wen Shi had a sneer on his lips. Since Yan'er wanted to leave him, he didn't need to pretend anymore. How could he, the strongest person in the world of cultivation, let things get out of his control?
Afterwards, Wen Shi threw the brush in his hand aside, stood up and went to fight with Qingyu and the others again. So tonight, the disciples of Qingyuan Sect heard a loud noise coming from the back mountain again.
Then all the disciples began to feel uneasy. They had to be careful with their words and actions in the days ahead. They were all thinking that they hadn't done anything bad in the past few days and had been practicing hard, right?
The next day, Leng Yan arrived at Wen Shi's Qingfeng Hall at 9:00 PM. Wen Shi was busy attending to matters within the sect when she arrived. He looked as if he had just gotten out of bed, his silver hair loose and his outer robe hanging loosely on his body, revealing a large expanse of white skin beneath. A few strands of silver hair fell across his collarbone, occasionally moving, giving him a sensual aura.
Leng Yan took a quick look and then looked away expressionlessly, watching Wen Shi handling the affairs of the sect. Leng Yan did not speak, and Wen Shi seemed unaware of Leng Yan and continued to lower his head to handle the affairs in his hands.
The two of them remained silent. Leng Yan didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that the air in the hall was a little scorching.
Finally, nearly a quarter of an hour had passed, and Wen Shi still didn't look up. Leng Yan said, "Master, I came to talk to you about leaving the sect." Wen Shi then looked up at Leng Yan and smiled gently, "Yan'er, you waited half a quarter of an hour before speaking to me. I thought you were angry."
Leng Yan said indifferently, "Master, you are joking. After all, you are my master. I wouldn't be so unreasonable as to get angry over such a trivial matter."
Wen Shi rested his head on the carved pear wood table with his right hand, looked at Leng Yan with a smile and said, "It seems that I was overthinking it. Yan'er really won't get angry over trivial matters."
As Wen Shi moved, his already loose clothes became even more exaggerated, and the collar of his robe was opened wide. Leng Yan had not looked at Wen Shi so she did not know what Wen Shi had done.
Wen Shi saw Leng Yan lowering her eyes and moving her fingers slightly. The next moment, Leng Yan was pulled by spiritual power to sit on the desk in front of Wen Shi. Leng Yan was a little slow to react, then raised her eyes and looked at Wen Shi.
When Leng Yan saw Wen Shi's appearance, she fell silent. Then she turned her head away and said in a light tone, "Master, I'm sorry for being rude." Then she moved her fingers slightly, and Wen Shi's loose robe was pulled up by Leng Yan's spiritual power, wrapping him tightly.
Leng Yan then turned to look at Wen Shi. Wen Shi looked at Leng Yan with interest and said, "Yan'er, then tell me why you want to leave the sect for training." When Leng Yan heard this question, her thoughts were focused on Wen Shi in front of her, and she was completely unaware of how ambiguous their posture was at the moment.
Leng Yan replied, "I have been in Qing Yuanzong for quite a few years now. I want to go back to the Great Ming Kingdom and take a look." Wen Shi said with a hint of disbelief, "Oh, so that's how it is?" Then he looked at Leng Yan and asked, "Then why did Yan'er take Xiao Du with her?"
Leng Yan said, "The only one in the sect who has a good relationship with the disciples is my junior brother." When Wen Shijing heard Leng Yan say this, he remembered that they had been very strict with Leng Yan in the past, and there was no disciple in the sect who had a good relationship with Leng Yan.
At this time, he heard Leng Yan say again: "Besides, Qin Du is my junior fellow apprentice, so I will take him with me."
After hearing this, Wen Shi said, "Oh, Master, I wonder when Yan'er and Xiaodu became so close?"
Leng Yan answered without a single leak: "Qin Du is my disciple's junior apprentice, and he is Master's second disciple, so I will naturally take good care of him."
As soon as these words came out, I don't know what made Wen Shi angry. Wen Shi's face instantly darkened. He stood up and pushed Leng Yan against the desk. Leng Yan realized how dangerous her current position was.
She wanted to run but was blocked by Wen Shi and could not escape at all. In a panic, Leng Yan knocked over the cinnabar on the desk that Wen Shi used to mark files. Leng Yan's hands were stained red by the cinnabar, and some of her wrists were also stained.
Leng Yan didn't care. Just as she was about to use her spiritual power, Wen Shi, as if he had anticipated her move, unleashed the pressure of a mid-stage Tribulation Realm. In an instant, Leng Yan was unable to use her spiritual power. Then, the hall door closed.
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