Qin Gengyun nodded: "At that time, I thought that you were a dissolute person, but later I realized that you were suffering. Si Daoyou, we are close friends. If you have something to say, you can just say it directly. There is no need to do this."

Si Minglan was startled, and looked at him steadily with her phoenix eyes. Suddenly, she straightened her clothes, sat in a dignified posture, and her voice was no longer coquettish:

"I was saved by my master and started to practice Zhenyang Sect's skills. I made rapid progress, but my inner demons were too strong and my foundation was unstable. I never dared to break through to the Golden Core stage."

"Master gave me this wine gourd. Master found it on Hongyin Mountain in the Southern Demon Land. It's called the 'Red Fairy Gourd'. Use it to soak medicine or wine. Drinking it for a long time will help to stabilize your foundation."

"It's just that my inner demons are hard to resolve, no matter how solid my foundation is, it's useless. But your current situation is very suitable."

Si Minglan placed the wine gourd in front of Qin Gengyun:

"Tonight I will take Yun Xing, Yun Yan and Yun Yu away from Xingluo Town and head to Feiyun Sect. After today's farewell, we may never meet again. This 'Red Immortal Gourd' can be regarded as a parting gift."

Qin Gengyun did not take this rare treasure, but just looked at Si Minglan quietly.

Si Minglan, who has always been charming and bold, felt embarrassed and avoided his gaze.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Qin Gengyun sighed and said slowly:

"If things don't work out, don't forget that we are your friends."

Qin Gengyun knew what Si Minglan was thinking. She sent Yun Xing and the other two to Feiyun Sect, and then gave Yin Qiaoqin's jade pendant to her junior brother, and that was enough to settle her worldly affairs.

All that was left was revenge.

But even if she managed to refine the "Nine-Tailed Fox Scroll", there were so many masters in the Western Dynasty that it would be difficult for her to take revenge on her own.

The final result would most likely be that she died in battle in the West Palace.

Therefore, this departure may be a farewell forever.

Si Minglan gave the red fairy gourd she carried with her to Qin Gengyun, which also meant a farewell.

Hearing Qin Gengyun's words, Si Minglan was startled and looked at him intently:

"friend?"

Qin Gengyun nodded: "Since you came to Yunling Town, I have become more and more certain of many things that happened. You are different from Ye Xiyue, and different from the Zhenyang Sect where good and evil are hard to distinguish. You are not a fairy who is high above everyone else. You are... my friend."

"friend……"

Si Minglan lowered her brows and was silent for a long time. She put the Red Fairy Gourd on the table and stood up.

When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped, turned around and walked to Qin Gengyun, opened her arms, and smiled:

"Since we are friends, let's say goodbye properly."

Qin Gengyun looked up at her, a smile appeared on his face, he stood up and opened his hands.

Under the swaying light of the eternal lantern, two figures embraced each other, but it was just right and there was no romance between men and women involved.

Si Minglan rested her chin on Qin Gengyun's strong shoulder, closed her eyes, and after a moment, gently pushed Qin Gengyun away.

She put her right fingers on her forehead, placed her left hand on her lower abdomen, bent her legs slightly, and saluted. This is the traditional way of greeting for women in the Western Emperor's land.

"Si Minglan, daughter of the Western Dynasty's great general Si Yuanwu, bids farewell!"

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the room.

Looking at her charming yet resolute back, Qin Gengyun also bowed:

"Yunling Town Narrow Rain Alley, Qin Gengyun, I wish Miss Si success and a safe return!"

Qin Gengyun stood in the corridor on the second floor of the inn. After a while, he saw Si Minglan, Yunxing, Yunyan and Yunyu walking out of the inn.

Yunwu followed behind to see them off. The three children had tears in their eyes, but they were also as firm and resolute as Si Minglan.

The figures of one big and three small quickly disappeared into the night.

Qin Gengyun still stood in the corridor, looking into the distance:

"People come and go, and eventually they will part ways... Madam, when will we meet again?"

…

Zhenyang Sect.

Danxia Peak.

Under the bright moonlight, a female cultivator dressed in the white dress of an outer sect disciple was walking along a steep and remote mountain road.

She had a pretty face and a childish expression, and looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old.

But her body was covered in blood and her hair was a little messy, which made her look a little creepy walking in the darkness of the night.

After walking for a while, pavilions and thousands of lights appeared in front of us.

"Is this the place where all the disciples of Danxia Peak live?"

The female cultivator talked to herself, her voice was cold and clear, but it was completely different from her appearance.

These were two male disciples on night duty walking towards her. The female cultivator brushed her body with her slender hands, and her long hair was tied up. The blood stains on her body disappeared, and she instantly became dignified and neat.

The two disciples on night duty saw her and asked, "Junior sister, why haven't you returned to your room yet at this late hour? If Senior Sister Lin finds out, you will be punished!"

The female cultivator showed a look of confusion and fear on her face. She bowed to the two of them and said timidly:

"Two senior brothers, I just entered Danxia Peak and wanted to go out for a walk, but I got lost. Please forgive me and don't tell Senior Sister Liu!"

She had a pretty face and a sweet voice, which made people love her. The two male disciples could not bear to embarrass her, so one of them said:

"So you are the new junior sister. You are a bronze-level disciple, right? Your residence is in Qiluo Garden. There is a number on the bronze plate on your waist, which corresponds to your room."

"Excuse me, Senior Brother, is this it?" The female cultivator picked up a bronze plate on her waist with "Ninety-Eight" engraved on it. The male disciple said:

"By the way, you should be staying in Room 98 of Bronze. The residences of Bronze and Silver level disciples are in Qiluo Garden. Junior sister, please remember not to mistakenly enter the residence of Silver level disciples, or you will be punished."

Another male disciple corrected her, "Don't call the senior sister by the wrong last name. The deacon sister who manages your bronze and silver level disciples is called Lin Qingchou, not Liu."

"Thank you, brothers. You are really good people. However, I am new here and I don't know much about the affairs of the sect. Please teach me."

The female cultivator had a silly look on her face, and quickly got a lot of things out of the two male disciples' mouths.

For example, this is indeed Danxia Peak, one of the six peaks in Zhenyang, and this female cultivator named Ruomei should be an outer disciple who came here just half a month ago.

The Zhenyang Sect has five levels for its disciples, from low to high: bronze, silver, gold, deacon, and commander.

Among them, bronze and silver are outer disciples, while gold level are ordinary inner disciples.

Going up are the deacon disciples. Luo Zhenfeng, who was killed by Xia Qinglian, was a deacon disciple.

Above the deacon disciples are the highest-level command disciples, usually with only three in each peak. For example, the eldest sister Ye Xiyue, the second sister Wei Wan, and the third sister Si Minglan on Xiyue Peak are all command disciples.

If one is able to command the disciples, there will be hope of taking over after the peak master grows old, and if one goes one step further, one can even compete for the next leader.

However, these are too far away from ordinary disciples. Among the tens of thousands of disciples in Zhenyang Sect, there are only eighteen disciples in charge of the six peaks. They are the geniuses among geniuses.

There are only a few hundred deacon disciples, more than 2,000 gold-level disciples, and the remaining nearly 8,000 are all outer disciples.

"Thank you, brothers. I will go back to my room now."

The female cultivator thanked the two male disciples and walked towards Qiluo Garden where the outer disciples lived. The innocence and immaturity on her face disappeared in an instant, and her eyes were filled with coldness.

"Junior sister, what is your name?"

A male disciple asked from behind.

At this time, the moonlight was covered by dark clouds. The female cultivator stopped and looked back. Her expression could not be seen in the darkness. Only a cold voice could be heard:

"My name is Ruomei."