Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chen Dragon saw the three little fellows in front of him keeping their mouths shut, and just lightly smiled.

"Qiu Shangqing?"

When the name slipped out, the three’s expressions changed again.

Chen Dragon, even knew about this!?

"He participated in the extermination of South Zhang back then, and at that time, he wasn’t yet in the Celestial Master Realm, just a novice," Chen Dragon sneered.

"Go back and tell him, this time, he will leave his life here."

Chen Dragon’s expression was indifferent. She took a step forward, grabbed Qiu Buyi like lifting a chick, turned into a gust of wind, and disappeared into the vast night.

Such a presence, unknown from where it comes or goes, is incredibly wondrous and divinely mysterious.

"Chen Dragon... she just came like that? As if entering an uninhabited land? Are the people of the Daoist Alliance just eating rice?"

Finally, Ge Changfeng regained his senses and couldn’t help but whisper.

"Nonsense, with her level of cultivation, who can stop her?" Qiu Wanmian bit her silver teeth, unable to not worry for Qiu Buyi.

"Is she crazy? To provoke like this?" Ge Changfeng’s eyes showed deep suspicion.

Now it seems that the so-called Celestial Net is not a secret to Chen Dragon anymore, but even so, she still came, and in such an ostentatious manner, making no cover, even leaving the lives of the two of them, so they could report?

"The Wuwei Demon really can’t be judged by common sense." Qiu Wanmian’s expression was extremely unpleasant.

"You don’t need to worry either; tribulations and fortunes are linked. This is Brother Dao Qiu’s tribulation, but also his opportunity." Ge Changfeng said solemnly.

"Opportunity? What kind of opportunity is this?" Qiu Wanmian gave a sidelong glance: "If you don’t know how to comfort people, just don’t speak."

At this moment, Qiu Wanmian’s heart was in turmoil.

"No matter what, Chen Dragon has come, this is a big deal, I’ll notify Lou Hechuan, you go notify Celestial Master Qiu." Ge Changfeng said seriously.

"Okay!"

Qiu Wanmian nodded and went separately with Ge Changfeng.

This night was destined to be sleepless.

...

The night wind blew gently over the lake, causing rippling reflections.

Beside Pearl Lake, Zhang Fan walked along the bank, looking at the endless water. In the distance, the darkness seemed like an abyss, enough to swallow everything.

These days, he didn’t leave the hotel, occasionally strolling along this bank, chatting with that painting old man.

"Why did your wife leave?" Ge Shuangxiu asked, unable to hold back.

This morning, Li Miaoyin had hastily left Qin Ancient Town.

"I asked her to take Fang Changle back, Jiangnan Province is after all Maoshan’s territory. I feel it will be chaotic here soon, if we have Maoshan people looking after us, we won’t be too passive." Zhang Fan said casually.

"Can’t you just call?" Ge Shuangxiu lifted an eyebrow, as if with deeper meaning: "Are you worried about your wife, afraid she’s risking herself for you?"

"Don’t talk nonsense." Zhang Fan rolled his eyes, but there was a complex emotion in them.

Back then, in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, Li Miaoyin risked everything, braved danger, and entered Great Night to retrieve Zhao Jie Xuan’s Primordial Spirit for him.

That night, she even blocked the aftermath of the Black Iron Plate for him.

From that moment, Zhang Fan instinctively didn’t want Li Miaoyin to be in danger, so he found a reason to send her away.

"Have you truly fallen in love?" Ge Shuangxiu’s gaze intensified, looking at Zhang Fan with a hint of deeper meaning.

"You should know, for us cultivators, any emotional impulse is not a good thing."

"I know." Zhang Fan nodded: "Living in the Red Dust, as long as you’re human, you can’t completely cut off emotions."

"Supreme Forgetting Emotions is not being emotionless."

The wind leaves a mark on the water, you can’t say the wind is false, empty, and the ripples left are false either.

But after the wind passes, the water marks dissipate, everything returns to its original state, empty and void.

The realm of a cultivator is also like this, emptiness can accommodate everything, after the cycle and extinction of all things, they return to emptiness, at that time, false becomes true, true hides false, embracing yin and yang, merging into one.

"This is also cultivation." Zhang Fan said lightly.

"High-sounding."

Ge Shuangxiu glanced sideways, looking at the endless lake, and couldn’t help saying: "Do you think Chen Dragon will come?"

"How many days has it been?"

"Yes." Zhang Fan uttered a single word.

"What makes you so sure?" Ge Shuangxiu asked.

"Intuition!" Zhang Fan said lightly.

He had a feeling in his heart, Chen Dragon would definitely come, would appear in this Qin Ancient Town.

"Nice intuition!"

Suddenly, a gentle voice came from behind, with three parts admiration, seven parts teased.

Zhang Fan’s expression suddenly changed, feeling that the voice was incredibly familiar. He turned to look, and saw in the bewildering night, a woman with vermilion birthmark strolling in, holding a silhouette in her hand, followed by a young boy.

"Chen Dragon!" Zhang Fan gritted his teeth.

Ge Shuangxiu’s complexion changed drastically, his expression was extremely alert.

"Dear nephew, we’ve met again!"

With these words, whether it was Qiu Buyi being held by Chen Dragon or Ge Shuangxiu, their expressions changed.

Especially Qiu Buyi, he didn’t know Zhang Fan and Ge Shuangxiu, yet Chen Dragon’s words stirred waves in his heart.

Chen Dragon’s dear nephew!?

The Thirteen Zodiacs, incredibly mysterious, especially Chen Dragon, ten years ago betrayed Human Xiao, mastered the Five Elements Mistaken King, and achieved the position of Celestial Master. This made her extremely transcendental in the Wuwei Sect, her identity even more mysterious.

Now, she actually called this young man her dear nephew!?

"Didn’t expect to meet so soon." Zhang Fan said cautiously.

"The scent of the Divine Demon Holy Embryo!"

At this moment, the nose of the youngster next to Chen Dragon moved, and his gaze towards Zhang Fan was filled with an unusual radiance.

"Divine Demon Holy Embryo!?"

Qiu Buyi looked at Zhang Fan again, unable to conceal the astonishment on his face.

As a disciple of the Qiu Family, they were naturally sensitive to this name.

Among the Nine Great Inner Elixir Methods in the world, the Divine Demon Holy Embryo held innumerable connections with the Qiu Family, the ancestral Innate Skill evolved from it.

However, in the world today, it seemed only one person had truly mastered this technique, and that was the man known as the Great Spirit Sect King.

"South Zhang..."

Countless thoughts swirled in Qiu Buyi’s mind, he knew many hidden truths of the present era and also understood that the Great Spirit Sect King was a remnant of South Zhang, the young man of similar age before him must have endless ties with him.

In other words, was Chen Dragon also related to the lineage of South Zhang!?

In an instant, Qiu Buyi deduced many truths.

"Dear nephew, don’t be surprised, he’s called Li Nu, he comes from Ailao Mountain, and he and that old cat are of the same lineage." Chen Dragon said with a light laugh.

"Are you here to kill me?" Zhang Fan asked sternly.

He originally intended to reap the benefits while others fought, but who would have thought Chen Dragon would step into Qin Ancient Town and come straight for him.

"Pearl Lake... When I was young, your father often took me to play here. A good dive would catch a fish, roast it with True Flame in the small woods nearby, it was quite a delight..."

Chen Dragon changed the topic, looking at the endless Pearl Lake with a nostalgic expression in her eyes.

"There was one time, he burned half a forest, was hung up and beaten half to death by Second Uncle, yet he gritted his teeth and didn’t give us little ones away..."

Chen Dragon murmured softly, her voice mingling with the wind and waves, incredibly deep yet gentle, as if time flowed backward, memories flitting by silently.

"My path of Talisman Dao was also initiated by your father. From when I first learned to walk, I followed him, always followed him..."

Chen Dragon’s voice gradually grew louder, like turbulent waves, like fluctuating emotions.

"Once, I respected him so much, revered him, loved him..."

Chen Dragon’s hands clenched tightly, her voice turned cold as frost.

"But he, for the sake of a woman, a woman... he forgot the blood feud of our South Zhang lineage..."

"So many people, did they just die in vain!?"

As she spoke, Chen Dragon suddenly turned, looking at Zhang Fan, her icy beautiful face showing complex emotions.

"Do you think Li Linglong should die?"