【Affection Level: -100】
【Affection Level: 40】
【Affection Level: -100】
【Affection Level: 40】
Ruan Qing'an, who had just stepped into the Wandao Sect's mountain gate, paused in his tracks: "What the hell, little system, have you finally broken?"
037: […I didn't do it, I didn't!]
Upon hearing this, Ruan Qing'an couldn't help but frown. If it wasn't a system notification error, what could be causing Shen Changlin's affection value to fluctuate back and forth between extremes?
037 tentatively countered: "Ancestor, didn't you say back in the mortal realm that it didn't match the original text?"
Could there be... a connection?
Ruan Qing'an's eyes darkened slightly: "Is it related to the changes in Shen Changlin himself? That's possible. The events in the mortal realm are too different from the original text. He probably has secrets too."
"...Forget it, we can't find out anything for now. If we're not confident, we'll just be alerting them."
She paused, suppressing her doubts, and with a flash, stepped into the Myriad Paths Sect. For a whole month, Ruan Qing'an had visited more than half of the top sects in the cultivation world, smashing their gates one by one and drawing a lot of hatred before returning.
In the main hall of Wandaomen, Zhan Hongyuan sat in the main seat, looking at Ruan Qing'an below him, and couldn't help but feel a headache.
"Elder Ruan, you've gotten yourself into big trouble this time."
"Sect Master, the matter of the floating islands should have a resolution."
Ruan Qing'an stood in the hall, facing Zhan Hongyuan's questioning. She spoke without changing her expression, gripping the hilt of her knife with one hand, her body covered in blood.
I wonder how many people have been killed this month...
Upon hearing this, Zhan Hongyuan's expression changed slightly, and he smiled, "That's true. Otherwise, people might think that my Wandao Sect is afraid of these sects, and that if anything happens in the future, they will join forces to restrain my sect. Wouldn't that just give them an opportunity to take advantage of us?"
"Very well, Elder Ruan, you have done a good deed by seeking justice for the Myriad Paths Sect, and you have done a bad deed by acting without authorization. How about we balance out the good and bad deeds?"
"Thank you, Sect Master."
Ruan Qingan bowed slightly, then turned and left.
After she left, Zhan Hongyuan rubbed his temples with a headache. The next moment, he raised his hand and waved, and a communication jade talisman flew out from his storage ring, carrying the voice of an elder from the Myriad Paths Sect.
"What are your instructions, Sect Master?"
Zhan Hongyuan's expression turned slightly cold: "Didn't the sects Elder Ruan visit send people to my Wandao Sect to demand an explanation?"
The elder said, "That's right. Didn't the sect leader tell them to wait? They're currently staying in a city under the Wandao Sect and have been waiting for about three or four days."
"Let them go back."
Zhan Hongyuan waved his hand: "As for the reason—"
“It’s very simple. Just say that this was Elder Ruan’s own plan, not the instruction of my Wandao Sect. She betrayed the Wandao Sect a month ago in a fit of anger, just to avenge her disciple. A month later, I took pity on her and brought her back to the Wandao Sect.”
"First, don't come to my Wandao Sect for an explanation; second, if you want to get an explanation from Elder Ruan, you'll have to get past the Wandao Sect first."
Upon hearing this, the elder smiled wryly: "Will they believe me?"
Zhan Hongyuan's face darkened: "Whether they believe it or not is up to them. They have to believe this reason, whether they believe it or not. Otherwise, let their sect leader come to my Wandao Sect to demand an explanation!"
"Yes, Sect Master!"
The elder understood and bowed in agreement.
Ruan Qing'an was unaware of what was happening inside the main hall of the Myriad Paths Sect, but she wasn't worried. After all, in the original text, the Myriad Paths Sect was known for its domineering style and was considered one of the top sects in the cultivation world.
Since Zhan Hongyuan said that Ruan Qing'an was trying to save face for the Wandao Sect, then it was absolutely impossible for her to get into trouble again.
Thinking back to the apprentice I abandoned a month ago...
Ruan Qingan's figure flashed by.
...
Not long ago, at Yanlai Peak.
Shen Changlin finally caught his breath. He struggled to prop himself up with his hands, closed his eyes, suppressed the turbulent thoughts in his mind, and stopped thinking about the things in the illusion.
After emerging from his cultivation state, Shen Changlin realized the uncontrollable hunger in his body, and—as he circulated his spiritual energy, he discovered that he had actually reached the third level of Qi Refining.
"It seems that the innate Dao body is indeed undamaged, but it has been suppressed, but—this matter still cannot be revealed."
He lowered his eyes and murmured softly.
Regardless of whether the black mist's words were true or false, Shen Changlin did not agree with the passive measure of suppressing his innate Dao Body to prevent others from coveting it. Rather than weakening himself and letting others lower their guard, he preferred to strengthen himself and take control of his own destiny.
Just as Ruan Qing'an said in the mortal realm that day—
Only by becoming strong can you achieve what you desire!
Shen Changlin lowered his head and pondered: "Those sects wanted to make a move even before I had started cultivating. On the floating island, I only left willingly after learning that my innate Dao body was damaged."
"I have already begun cultivating. If they know that my innate Dao body is not damaged but merely suppressed, they might take action."
Having made up his mind, Shen Changlin also left Yanlai Peak.
After a full month of continuous cultivation, his body still couldn't take it. The Wandao Sect also provided all disciples who had not yet truly practiced abstaining from grains with abstaining pills and other resources every month.
When Shen Changlin arrived at the Internal Affairs Pavilion, it was the end of the month, and there weren't many disciples, but some people were still queuing up.
After waiting for a while, he arrived at the front of the line.
An elder was leaning against the counter, propping his chin on his hand. He looked somewhat old and had a rather lazy expression. He stretched out his hand to Shen Changlin and said, "Give me the token."
"OK."
Shen Changlin nodded and placed the token of his personal disciple on the counter. He had found this token outside the cave after he woke up; it must have been given to him by Ruan Qing'an before he left.
The elder opened his eyes, glanced at the token, and said, "Chen...Chen Changlin? A personal disciple? You're from Yanlai Peak?"
"It's me."
As soon as Shen Changlin began to speak, he noticed that the entire Inner Affairs Pavilion had fallen silent. Even some disciples who were about to leave the Inner Affairs Pavilion stopped in their tracks, turned around, and stared intently at him.
He couldn't help but frown and look up.
Immediately afterwards, the disciples' murmurs could be heard—"Is that Shen Changlin, that lucky guy?"
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