Chapter 41 Departure
Chapter 41 Departure
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The young man slowly turned around and took off his hood. The bright moonlight reflected on his cold face, making it look particularly chilly.
"It's you, Yan Qingmo!"
Yan Chang gritted his teeth, and his hoarse words came out of his throat one by one, which was very unpleasant to hear.
"Second Elder Yan, long time no see."
"Humph, I didn't expect you to be still alive."
"Of course, since I have received such a great gift from you, Elder Yan Er, I have to return the favor, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qingmo curled his lips and smiled. A black figure flashed out in an instant and rushed towards the second elder like a ghost. He flipped his right hand and a cicada wing appeared in his hand, with a flash of cold light.
Swish!
laugh--
The sword energy slashed across Yan Chang's chest, causing him to retreat repeatedly. He was unable to dodge in time, and a blood mark appeared on his left shoulder.
"You, your strengthâ"
Yan Qingmo tapped his left foot lightly, leaped up again, and flew straight towards Yan Chang with the sharp sword.
Ding ding dingââ
Yan Chang had not expected that Yan Qingmo's strength was so high that he retreated repeatedly. He quickly took out his long sword, swung his right arm, and suddenly chopped towards Yan Qingmo with extreme ruthlessness.
With his feet slightly paused, Yan Qingmo bent backward to avoid the blade, made a sword flower with his right hand, grasped the hilt of the sword in reverse, and stabbed directly at Yan Chang's heart.
laugh--
"you--"
Yan Chang covered the sword wound on his heart, burning with rage. He took out a brown pill from his storage bag and swallowed it. The aura of profound energy around him suddenly surged.
Seven Star Heavenly Master!
"Explosive Pill?" Yan Qingmo looked at the situation in front of him and immediately deduced that it was the pill that Yan Chang took.
"Yan Qingmo, today I will kill you with my sword to avenge Yu'er."
"Splitting Blade!"
Yan Qingmo looked at the violent blade energy sweeping towards him, raised his right hand like a cicada wing, and held it horizontally in front of him. The chaotic fire in his left hand gathered instantly, and with a swipe, flames burned on the sword.
Today, I can use Yan Chang's blood to open the sword.
Bang--
The two energies collided rapidly and exploded.
laugh--
The long sword went straight into Yan Chang's body, and this time it really pierced through his heart.
A red flame spread from the heart, and in less than ten breaths, it was completely reduced to ashes. The cold wind swept away, leaving no trace.
Three days later, Yuncheng, Yanfu.
"Still no news from the Second Elder?"
"Madam, I have asked everyone, and no."
"Go down and keep searching!"
Wen Mengzhu frowned. The Second Elder Yan had disappeared for three days. God knew where he had gone.
"Aunt Wen."
A cold voice sounded, instantly unraveling Wen Mengzhu's frown and revealing a surprised smile on her face.
"Qing Mo, you are finally back. Come on, let Aunt Wen see if everything is going well!"
"It went well. By the way, what happened?"
"Second Elder Yan, Yan Chang has been missing for three days."
"Oh, really?" Yan Qingmo's expression was indifferent, as if it had nothing to do with her.
"Let's not talk about these unhappy things. Auntie Wen asked the kitchen to make you something delicious. You probably haven't eaten much since you were away for such a long time. Look how thin you have become."
Yan Qingmo smiled and said, this is a kind of thinness that makes your loved ones think you have lost weight.
"By the way, Aunt Wen, why aren't Zizhen and Uncle Yanmu here?"
"Oh, look at me, I forgot to tell you that this year's Yan family competition will be held a month earlier. They have already set out for more than half a month."
"Ahead of schedule?"
"Yes, I heard that the competitions of all the major families have been moved up. Maybe there is some special reason."
Wen Mengzhu looked at Yan Qingmo's frown and said softly:
"Don't frown all the time, kid. You're back today anyway, so just take a good rest and set off again tomorrow."
Wen Mengzhu knew that Yan Qingmo would not be able to stay in Yuncheng for too long, so she didn't force him to stay for a few days.
Yan Qingmo nodded, said goodbye to Wen Mengzhu, and returned to her villa.
Pushing open the gate, Yan Qingmo looked at the scenery in front of him. It had changed from early autumn to winter.
The wind was cold and bleak, but the memories of the past seemed to have happened yesterday. Before she knew it, she had been on this continent for more than three months.
After packing his luggage, Yan Qingmo finally had a good night's sleep.
"Eat more. This shrimp dumpling is pretty good."
Yan Qingmo looked at the gradually filling breakfast bowl, and finally couldn't help but speak:
"Auntie Wen, that's enough."
"Okay, hey, you must take care of yourself on the way."
"Well, don't worry."
Yan Qingmo didn't mind Wen Mengzhu's nagging. She had never experienced complete maternal love in either her past life or this life, but she found some of it in Wen Mengzhu.
Yan Qingmo put down his bowl and chopsticks, then took out a bottle of medicine from the space and handed it to Wen Mengzhu.
"Auntie Wen, this is for you."
Wen Mengzhu took the porcelain bottle, opened it, and immediately refused:
"No, this is too preciousâ"
"Auntie Wen, keep this medicine for yourself. Don't forget that I am an alchemist."
"But this is alsoââ"
Yan Qingmo gave her ten Tianxuan Pills, which could be considered a huge gift in Yuncheng.
"Since I came to Yuncheng, I have been taken care of by you and Uncle Yanmu. I have to express my gratitude in a practical way. Please accept it with confidence."
"You kid!"
Wen Mengzhu couldn't refuse and finally accepted the pill.
"Aunt Wen, it's almost time. I'm leaving now."
Yan Qingmo stood up and said goodbye to Wen Mengzhu.
"Okay, have a safe trip."
Wen Mengzhu accompanied Yan Qingmo all the way to the city gate, and only returned to the Yan Mansion after watching the young man's figure gradually disappear into the distance.
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After leaving Yuncheng, Yan Qingmo did not choose to take the official road. Instead, he took the mountain road behind the city. Using the Chaos Fire Wings and the pressure of Red Blood, he was able to move forward quickly without any obstructions.
In just half a month, they reached the Jiuwu Mountains, which were closest to the imperial capital.
A fiery red streak of light streaked across the night sky, and Yan Qingmo landed gracefully on the ground. The red wings behind him instantly retracted, and he slowly walked down the mountain.
Thump thump thumpââ
Yan Qingmo knocked on the counter, instantly waking up the sleepy waiter.
"Hey, sir, are you here for a quick meal or to stay overnight?"
"Stay at the hotel."
"Okay, this way please."
The waiter was leading the way for Yan Qingmo in front. His steps were unsteady, he reeked of alcohol, and his eyes were wandering, but the aura of profound energy on his body was that of a great profound master.
As Yan Qingmo walked up the stairs, he glanced at this inn located in the mountains. Was there anything strange?
"Sir, this is the room. Please come in."
The waiter led Yan Qingmo to the innermost bedroom, opened the door, and spoke to Yan Qingmo behind him.
"Do you have many guests?"
"Our inn is located in the mountains, so there are actually very few people staying here. But our boss is willing to do so. I don't understand, right?"
Yan Qingmo nodded, but she was secretly alert in her heart. There were not many customers, but she was led to the innermost room. She gently ran her fingers across the table, feeling the dust on her fingertips, and Yan Qingmo frowned.
"Sir, please go to bed early and call me if you need anything."
"good."
"Oh, by the way, are you the only one in this inn?"
"Not really. Our boss has gone to deliver the goods. Only the chef and I are here. If you didn't have dinner, what would you like to eat?"
"No."
"Okay, then you should go to bed early."
The waiter walked out of the room and closed the door for Yan Qingmo. The flattering look on his face changed.
A cold smile instantly appeared on his face: "It's a good product."Chapter 42: Sealing the Mysterious Gu
Chapter 42: Sealing the Mysterious Gu
Bang--
A man with a fierce face impatiently threw the wine jar on the table and shouted at the crying girls:
"Shut up, you're so annoying!"
"Keep your voice down!"
Another cold voice came from the darkness, and slowly walked to the table and sat down.
It was the waiter.
"Why did you come down?"
The fierce man was very surprised to see the person coming, but then he thought:
"That's right. It's out in the middle of nowhere. Who would come here at this time?"
"Well, you're right. Today, there really was a little fat sheep that came in obediently."
"Don't do anything rash. The boss is not here. If anything happens, no one will protect you."
"Boss, tsk..." The waiter laughed sarcastically, "He is not worthy of being the boss. We are busy running around and working ourselves to death, but he makes all the money and takes all the benefits. What do we get?"
The fierce-looking man choked and was speechless.
Indeed, in recent years, their boss has indeed gone a bit too far.
"The one who came tonight is obviously a young master from a wealthy family. He is ignorant of the immensity of the world and has come out to gain experience. He is wearing clothes made of top-quality brocade and has fair skin and tender flesh. Many young men from aristocratic families like this kind of person."
"You want to move the goods yourself!"
"Hu Laosan, don't say I don't think of you when I have something good to offer. I've already taken care of this deal tonight, so you should think about it carefully."
After saying that, the waiter was about to go back to the lobby, but he paused and looked at the girls in the cages again.
"Save your energy. If you are really favored by the nobles in the imperial capital, you might as well enjoy yourself."
At this moment, Yan Qingmo, the little fat sheep they were talking about, was leaning against the head of the bed, with his left leg on the edge of the bed, his right leg hanging naturally, his eyes slightly closed, playing with a dagger in his hand, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
After retracting his mental strength, Yan Qingmo opened his eyes instantly. There seemed to be a terrifying storm hidden in his dark pupils.
Boom boom boomââ
"Sir, I'll bring you some tea."
"Come in."
Yan Qingmo retracted the dagger in her hand and looked calmly at the waiter in front of her who treated her like a "little fat sheep".
"Sir, it's very cold late at night. Please drink some hot tea to warm your body and go to bed early."
After saying that, he very considerately poured a cup for Yan Qingmo.
"Your inn is really considerate."
Yan Qingmo picked up the teacup and brought it to his mouth, ready to drink it all.
The waiter opposite looked at Yan Qingmo's actions and couldn't help but curl up a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.
"He is indeed an innocent young master, haha."
He had even begun to fantasize about how to maximize the value of Yan Qingmo's flesh and blood.
"Are you happy? Then why don't I give you this cup of tea?"
Yan Qingmo suddenly took action, grabbed the waiter's chin, and poured the tea directly into him.
"Ahem, youâ"
The waiter wanted to exert a mysterious force to repel Yan Qingmo in an instant, but suddenly found that he could not use any mysterious force at all.
It was the Fengxuan Gu that took effect, and the waiter felt like cursing in his heart at this moment.
"Huââ" The third brother.
The waiter wanted to shout loudly to the fierce-looking man, but Yan Qingmo pressed his mute point instantly and he couldn't make a sound.
"Mmmmmâ"
Snapââ
Yan Qingmo slapped a very tiny star array into the waiter's sea of consciousness, and the other party immediately stopped struggling, with a dull look in his eyes.
Fourth-order star array, soul control.
"stand up."
Yan Qing opened her red lips slightly and gave an order to the waiter.
The waiter stood up obediently without any resistance.
Chiââ
A beam of fire shot out from Yan Qingmo's hand, and brought out dense black spots from Xiao Er's body, which were constantly wriggling.
"Eh - Master, this is so disgusting." Ah Xing couldn't help but complain in Yan Qingmo's mind.
"Poison?"
Yan Qingmo initially thought that the other party would directly use drugs, but he didn't expect it to be a Gu.
Since they can use poison, it seems that this inn does more than just ordinary flesh and blood trade.
With a gentle squeeze of his left hand, the poisonous insect was instantly wrapped in the chaos fire and turned into ashes, leaving no trace.
The fire of chaos was bred by heaven and earth, and it was specifically designed to defeat evil spirits. Naturally, it could defeat a low-level poisonous insect that could seal a person's mystical powers.
"name."
"Wang Meng."
"How long have you been doing this kind of business?"
"Two years."
Yan Qingmo's eyes darkened.
Two years! I don't know how many innocent girls will die tragically at the hands of these beasts.
"What kind of Gu is this? Where did you get it from?"
"The Fengxuan Gu was brought by the boss, but the exact source is unknown."
Boss? He should be the owner of this inn.
"Where is he?"
"Go and hand over the new batch of goods to Wanhua Tower."
Wanhua Tower? That was the largest brothel in the imperial capital. It seemed that the interests involved were not to be underestimated.
At this time, the waiter Wang Meng mechanically answered all the questions asked by Yan Qingmo, his mind completely controlled.
As for Yan Qingmo, through the continuous questioning, he roughly understood the dirty dealings hidden in the dark of this inn.
Squeakââ
The sound of light footsteps on the wooden stairs instantly woke up the drowsy Hu Laosan, who turned around to look at the secret door.
"Why is it you again? Youââsucceeded?"
When Hu Laosan saw that it was Wang Meng again, he rolled his eyes impatiently, but he also wanted to know whether this man had succeeded or not.
In fact, he now feels a little regretful that he didn't join forces with Wang Meng so that he could have gotten a bigger piece of the pie.
"Why aren't you talking, ehâ"
Seeing Wang Meng's dull eyes, Hu Laosan felt uneasy and walked forward and pushed him.
laugh--
A dagger instantly pierced into Hu Laosan's abdomen, and then he was pushed to the side of the cage with undiminished force.
Amid the horrified gazes of the crowd, Wang Meng stabbed several more times. The gushing blood spilled all over the ground and slowly flowed in front of the imprisoned girl.
"ah--"
"ah--"
The screams that came one after another made Yan Qingmo, who was hiding outside, rub his ears.
"Shut up!"
A cold shout instantly silenced the girls, and they trembled like quails.
Slowly walking into the dark room, Yan Qingmo looked around the room, looking at the cage and torture instruments in front of him, he really felt -
Very disgusting!
With a wave of his left hand, three iron locks fell off instantly, and the cuts were as smooth as tofu cut by a knife.
"Come out."
The huddled girls looked at the boy in front of them, who seemed to be here to save them. They immediately supported each other and rushed out of the cage.
But Yan Qingmo's gaze was fixed on the last two women.
A woman wearing a gorgeous red wedding dress. Although her hair was disheveled and her skin was pale, her eyes were like stars and her eyebrows were like paintings. She was a beautiful and elegant woman.
The other girl who was gently supporting her by her side was wearing men's clothes, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that she was a pretty lady.
She stood out among the crowd of frightened girls.Chapter 43: Consequences
Chapter 43: Consequences
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Yan Qingmo secretly used his mental power to scan all the girls in front of him one by one. Most of them were just ordinary women with good looks. There were also a few who had cultivation but were only Xuanists.
Therefore, Yan Qingmo did not find any trace of Fengxuan Gu on them.
On the other hand, the last two women, although they were poisoned by the Gu, did not show the slightest sign of panic. Moreover, when her mental power was searching for the Gu worm, a hint of surprise actually flashed in the calm eyes of the woman in red.
"Go out through this secret door and you can leave this inn. Here is the money for your journey. It is enough for you."
However, after hearing what Yan Qingmo said, none of the girls present took a step forward. They all looked at each other, and no one dared to walk out of the room.
Suddenly, a woman in green asked:
"You-you're not going to take us out?"
The moment the words fell, all the girls looked at Yan Qingmo, hoping that Yan Qingmo would respond to the girl's request and take them away from this hellish place.
"Although this inn is located in the Jiuwu Mountains, it is only on the outskirts and is not too far from the nearest city, Lincheng. Some of you have cultivation skills. As long as you don't alarm the nearby mysterious beasts, it won't be a problem to leave here safely."
Yan Qingmo also saw that these women were indeed lacking a sense of security because of the torture they had suffered in the past few days, so he explained further.
Who would have thought that the woman in green would suddenly rush out, kneel in front of Yan Qingmo, and cry:
"Sir, please take us out, pleaseâ"
As he spoke, he tried to grab Yan Qingmo's arm.
Bang--
Yan Qingmo swung out a stream of mysterious energy, instantly knocking the woman two meters away. She crashed into the iron frame of the cage, vomited blood, and fainted.
What a pity, if she had used this method to beg others, perhaps she would have succeeded. However, Yan Qingmo had been struggling in the apocalypse for ten years, and had seen too many such bugs that took advantage of the sympathy in human nature and sucked blood like leeches.
People always have to stand up on their own feet first.
No longer paying attention to the woman in green, Yan Qingmo just turned sideways and reminded her again in a deep voice:
"If you don't leave now, when that person comes back, I won't save you a second time. By then, you won't be able to leave even if you want to."
As soon as he finished speaking, the girls behind him immediately rushed towards the secret door with anxious looks, scrambling to leave the cage.
Even the woman in green suddenly opened her eyes, endured the pain in her body and climbed up, grabbing a nearby woman tightly and rushing outside with force.
"Oh my god, this guy is too pretentious!" The woman dressed as a man finally couldn't help but swear and complained angrily to the person next to her.
Yan Qingmo walked up to these two special women and handed them the antidote he got from Wang Meng.
"You have been poisoned by the Sealing Mysterious Gu, and you are temporarily unable to use your Mysterious Power. This is the antidote. After taking it, you will be able to recover your Mysterious Power in half an hour."
"Thank you very much, sir. I am Duan Qinglian. May I know your name?"
The voice of the woman in red was like the trickling of spring water, clear, elegant and pleasant, very beautiful to listen to.
However, Yan Qingmo's eyes darkened as he looked at Duan Qinglian in front of him. For some reason, he always felt something was wrong.
"I am just a passerby who saw injustice. It doesn't matter who it is. After you take the antidote, leave as soon as possible."
After saying that, Yan Qingmo wanted to turn around and leave, but was suddenly grabbed by the sleeve by another girl.
"Hey, my name is Yue Tianhan. Meeting is fate. Besides, you saved me and Sister Duan. We should know who our savior is!"
Yan Qingmo looked at the girl in front of him, and there was a sense of familiarity between her eyebrows, and he thought of her last name.
"Are you related to Master Yue Ji?"
"Do you know my grandfather?" Yue Tianhan suddenly became excited.
"I guess so."
Master Yue Ji was obsessed with alchemy all his life, and his spirit of research was indeed admired by Yan Qingmo.
"Youââ" Yue Tianhan suddenly hesitated.
"You are not Yan Mo!"
Yan Qingmo raised her eyebrows slightly, she didn't expect Yue Tianhan would know her.
Yue Tianhan pursed her lips a little embarrassedly, her earlobes slightly red, and she couldn't help but complain in her heart:
"You can't tell Yan Mo that it was her grandfather who kept talking about Yan Mo's good points in front of her, and the strong intention of matchmaking in his words made her very disgusted, so she ran away from home."
Yue Tianhan's eyes fell on Yan Qingmo's handsome face.
Swooshââ
Now not only her earlobes were red, but her cheeks were also slightly pink.
Go back and apologize to her grandfather. I shouldn't have said that he has poor vision.
However, Yan Qingmo did not notice Yue Tianhan's little girl's thoughts, and just said in a deep voice:
"We can't stay here for long. Let's leave first."
"good."
"good."
Yan Qingmo and the other two returned to the lobby together, followed by a dazed waiter Wang Meng.
"Just now everyone was so scared that they couldn't move their legs. It's only been a short while and there's not even a single person in sight."
Yue Tianhan looked at the inn where no girl was, and said to the two people beside him in disbelief.
"Heh, maybe it's a life-or-death situation, so everyone can't care about that."
"Sister Duan, you are just too gentle. If you ask me, you are just a bunch of cowards."
"This is human nature. Is there anyone in this world who doesn't love life and isn't afraid of death?"
After Yan Qingmo adjusted the star array in the waiter's sea of consciousness, he just walked over and heard the conversation between Yue Tianhan and Duan Qinglian. He looked at Miss Duan meaningfully.
"Let's go."
"That waiter, are we just going to let him go like this?"
Yue Tianhan was a little bit unbelievable. Judging from Yan Mo's style of handling things just now, he was not a person who would show mercy.
"He's still useful, let's go first."
Yue Tianhan was confused, but she didn't bother to think about it and immediately followed Yan Qingmo's steps.
Duan Qinglian, however, lagged behind the two of them by a few steps and looked back at the waiter who was sitting obediently on the stool.
His expression was dull and he didn't move a muscle. This was definitely not the reaction of a normal person. He must have been forcibly controlled by someone.
She turned her head again and looked at the boy's back, her eyes narrowed, completely losing the gentle and lovely appearance of a lady from a noble family.
"Sister Duan, hurry up!"
Yue Tianhan saw that Duan Qinglian did not catch up immediately, and hurriedly shouted.
"Here I come."
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In the evening of the second day, a figure slowly appeared in front of the door of the inn. Looking at the inn with no lights on and the closed door, his brows furrowed.
He pushed open the door and shouted:
"Wang Meng, what are you doing? Don't you know how to open the door to welcome guests?"
As soon as the shopkeeper entered the lobby, he saw a figure sitting with his back to him, turning a deaf ear to what he said.
"Wang Meng, have you been drinking again?"
Suddenly, the waiter who was sitting suddenly stood up and looked at the angry shopkeeper. His eyes narrowed and something in his mind seemed to suddenly start working.
In an instant, Wang Meng suddenly hugged the shopkeeper, his arms seemed to be welded together, motionless.
At this point, the innkeeper finally realized something was wrong and immediately tried to break free.
"vomit--"
A mouthful of black blood gushed out of Wang Meng's mouth, followed by countless black blood columns flowing out from his seven orifices, emitting a strong stench, and his entire body began to swell rapidly.
Bang--
Wang Meng's body was like a burst balloon, instantly turning into blood mist and minced meat.
"Ahâahâ"
The moment the shopkeeper came into contact with the blood mist, his flesh began to rot, from skin to flesh, from flesh to bones.
In the end, only a tattered robe fell to the ground.
Woo woo wooââ
A bleak cold wind blew into the lobby of the inn, taking away the thick smell of blood in the air.
Bang--
The wind blows and the door closes.
The cold moonlight shines on the plaque of the inn, making it look particularly quiet and cold.Chapter 44 Return
Chapter 44 Return
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The sun sets and dusk falls.
Yan Qingmo and the other two finally managed to enter Yong'an City before the city gates closed.
"At that time, I saw that group of people knocked Sister Duan unconscious and carried her away, and I followed them. Who knew that I would also be tricked?"
Yue Tianhan never stopped talking along the way, and kept talking about their experiences before and after they were arrested.
However, Yan Qingmo did not find it annoying. Instead, he gained a lot of information from it.
The three people in that inn were originally just ordinary human traffickers. Later, the innkeeper got the method of cultivating poisonous insects from somewhere and made the Fengxuan Gu and Qingsi Gu.
They use poison to specifically harm young girls with talent for cultivation. They feed them with love poison, and when the poison worms mature, they will send them to the contact person, and these girls will also become the furnaces for people to cultivate the chain.
"But, Yan Mo, what do you think will be the final fate of that waiter?"
Yue Tianhan still remembered that Yan Qingmo had told her that keeping the waiter would be useful.
"No body left!"
Yan Qingmo modified the soul-controlling formation in Xiao Er's sea of consciousness, and gave Xiao Er a Yuan-devouring Pill made from Xin Xin's poison sac. If nothing unexpected happens, there should be nothing left of the two of them.
"Waiter, bring three superior guest rooms and prepare a table of food."
Yan Qingmo and the other two walked into an inn and said to the waiter who was greeting guests.
"Okay, sir, please come in." The waiter immediately came up to greet him warmly.
Yan Qingmo turned around and looked at Yue Tianhan who was looking around behind him. After sighing, he walked over and called her.
"Yue Tianhan, it's safe here. On the contrary, you look abnormal right now."
Yue Tianhan was startled, and felt the strange looks from the people around her, and her face suddenly blushed.
"Yan Mo, this inn won't be likeâ"
"It shouldn't happen. This is Yong'an City, the closest city to the imperial capital. Look at the endless stream of guests and business travelers around here. There shouldn't be such a black shop here."
Duan Qinglian found Yue Tianhan's extremely cautious expression quite funny, but she still patiently explained it to her.
Yan Qingmo listened to Duan Qinglian's explanation and nodded. It seemed that she was smart.
"Let's go. I'll ask the waiter to prepare the guest rooms and food. Let's eat first."
"Oh, yes, yes, let's eat first. I'm starving."
When Yue Tianhan heard about eating, he instantly put aside his fear and worry, and immediately revived and dragged Duan Qinglian beside him towards the second floor.
The three of them sat down.
Yan Qingmo picked up the teapot, poured a cup of hot tea for each of the three people, and then said:
"After dinner tonight, go to bed early. I will be returning to the capital tomorrow, so we willâ"
Before he finished speaking, Yue Tianhan heard the meaning of separation in Yan Qingmo's words, and immediately spoke anxiously:
"Yan Mo, can I follow you to the imperial capital?"
"Why are you following me to the capital? With such a big incident, why don't you go home and tell your grandfather that you are safe?"
Yan Qingmo frowned slightly, not able to see the other person's little thoughts at all.
"Hey, Yan Mo, my grandfather admires you so much, I definitely believe in you, and I'm penniless right now, please."
Yue Tianhan blinked her lively big eyes and looked at Yan Qingmo coquettishly.
However, Yan Qingmo remained unmoved and did not agree. He turned to look at Duan Qinglian, but before he could speak, the other party also said:
"Master Yan, I wonder if I can go to the imperial capital with you?"
Yan Qingmo rubbed his forehead, wondering why so many people liked to go to the imperial capital.
Duan Qinglian saw Yan Qingmo's frown and immediately explained:
"Don't get me wrong, sir. I was forced to marry this time. Now I have finally escaped, so it is impossible for me to go back. Fortunately, my uncle does business in the imperial capital. I want to go there and seek refuge with him. I hope to go with you."
Yan Qingmo looked at Duan Qinglian who was sitting opposite her. She always felt that this person was very weird, but she could not see any signs of disguise. However, her inner suspicion did not diminish in the slightest.
Should I let her continue to lie dormant or get rid of her directly?
At this moment, Duan Qinglian's scalp was tingling. She was very nervous as Yan Qingmo looked her up and down. She didn't know whether it was right or wrong to follow Yan Qingmo's decision.
"Sir, your food is here."
The waiter's sudden voice broke the unusual atmosphere, causing Yue Tianhan to breathe a sigh of relief. For some reason, the atmosphere between Yan Mo and Sister Duan had been somewhat stagnant.
"Yan Mo, why don't you just agree to us? After spending these few days together, we can be considered friends."
"good."
"Friends traveling togetherââ, what did you say? Do you really agree?"
Yue Tianhan didn't expect Yan Qingmo to agree so quickly. She was ready to finish her meal and wait for a while longer.
"It's settled then. You can't go back on your word and sneak away by yourself tomorrow."
"Mr. Yan is an upright man who keeps his word. He will definitely not do such a thing. Don't worry, Tianhan."
"Yeah, Sister Duan is right. Oh, let's eat. I'm hungry."
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The hundred-meter-high city wall rises into the sky. The soldiers guarding the city gate, wearing heavy armor and holding spears, patrol the people coming and going with great vigor.
Solemn and majestic.
"So, this is the imperial capital." Yue Tianhan couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice. This was her first time to come to the imperial capital of Beichen Kingdom.
Yan Qingmo looked at the imperial city gate in front of him, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and said to Yue Tianhan and Duan Qinglian beside him:
"Let's go."
The three of them came to the registration office at the gate of the imperial capital. Yan Qingmo took out a black token from his storage bag and handed it to the guard.
The imperial capital is different from other cities. After all, it is the center of imperial power. Therefore, to enter the imperial capital, one must have an identity pass and pay a certain entrance fee.
The guard's eyes narrowed as he looked at the token handed to him.
Yan? He immediately stood up and saluted:
"My lord."
"Well, these two are my friends traveling with me, and they need two passes."
"Yes, this is a temporary pass. Here you are."
After Yan Qingmo retrieved the token and pass, he handed them to the two people behind him.
He took them into the magnificent gate of the imperial capital.
Looking at the bustling streets in front of him and the people coming and going, Yan Qingmo slowly raised the corners of his lips and chuckled.
Joyful, yet a little cold.
Familiar, yet somewhat strange.
But it doesn't matter.
Yan Qingmo raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes filled with an unconcealable determination.
Imperial capital!
She said Qing Mo!
Back!
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Walking on the bustling street, Yue Tianhan looked around curiously, his face full of excitement.
"Sister Duan, look at this, is it pretty?"
Picking up a handicraft, Yue Tianhan asked Duan Qinglian.
"nice."
Glancing at Yan Qingmo who had a complicated look on his face, Duan Qinglian quickly reminded him:
"Tianhan, let's follow Yan Mo to find a place to stay first. If we have time later, we can come and visit again."
"Oh, yes, then shall we go to the inn first?"
Maybe because of the trauma, Yue Tianhan still feels a little uncomfortable whenever he mentions the word "inn".
Yan Qingmo withdrew his thoughts, saw Yue Tianhan's expression, and chuckled:
"Don't worry, the security in the imperial capital is still very good. Besides, if anyone really causes trouble for you, come to Yan Mansion to find me."
After saying that, Yan Qingmo raised his foot and walked forward.
Luoyu Pavilion.
"This is a famous inn in the capital. I have already paid for you. Here is the crystal card. You can go sightseeing in the capital for the next few days. Just consider it my treat."
However, Yue Tianhan, who was usually quite active, did not take it this time and scratched his head in embarrassment:
"Yan Mo, we won't accept this."
Yue Tianhan and Duan Qinglian's storage bags had long been looted by the three human traffickers, leaving them penniless.
All the food and daily necessities along the way were paid for by Yan Qingmo. Now that she had arrived in the imperial capital, she was ready to think of a solution on her own.
"Take it. You can't just sit in the house when you come to the imperial capital."
Yan Qingmo stuffed the crystal card into Yue Tianhan's hand, fearing that she would feel burdened, and said:
"I'll just borrow it from you. Since you're the granddaughter of Master Yue Ji, I think you're pretty good at refining pills. Please help me refine more pills."
Alchemy?
"That's easy. Yan Mo, I'll go buy some herbs and an alchemy furnace tomorrow, and I'll make you a top-quality elixir."
"Don't worry. I have some things to deal with these few days. You guys can just take a good look around the capital."
After arranging everything, Yan Qingmo prepared to leave. Before leaving, he unexpectedly met Duan Qinglian's eyes.
Retracting his meaningful gaze, Yan Qingmo turned around and waved his hand:
"Let's go!"
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"Master Qi-Seven?"
Outside the gate of Yan Mansion, the guard stared in amazement at the young man in black standing in front of him.
"You, you're back? I'll go tell the butler right away."
Standing quietly outside the door, Yan Qingmo ignored the frightened guard in front of him, and just looked up at the exquisite and solemn plaque with the large gilded characters "Yan Mansion" on it in a magnificent manner.
After calming himself down, Yan Qingmo slightly raised the corners of his lips, put his left hand behind his back, and stepped into the gate of the Yan Mansion.
There were exquisite pavilions, quiet and beautiful ponds and waterside pavilions, and well-arranged stone rockery, but Yan Qingmo did not stop for a moment and walked straight to the study in the backyard.
Suddenly, I heard the voices of several teenagers talking, a little excitedly:
"Hurry up, hurry up, if you go too late you won't be able to see it?"
"Do you think that disciple from the branch in Yuncheng is really going to challenge Yan Ze? Yan Ze is a four-star master and will soon break through to five stars!"
"Really, the training ground should be about to start by now, you two should hurry up."
From Cloud City?
Yan Qingmo paused, frowned slightly, and then changed direction.
Bang--
The two entangled figures each took a few steps back and glared at each other.
"Tsk - Yan Zizhen, I advise you to surrender yourself, kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and shout that Yan Qingmo is a waste, what else can I do -"
"fart!"
Before Yan Ze could finish his words, Yan Zizhen rushed forward again with his sword in hand.
His steps were nimble and his body was graceful, and in the blink of an eye he was close to Yan Ze's back.
Yan Ze, who hadn't reacted yet, was instantly terrified and could only subconsciously raise his sword to block.
Clangââ
Yan Zizhen raised his knee and kicked Yan Ze on the knee, then spun around and kicked Yan Ze on the side of the head with a whip-like kick.
Bang--
Yan Ze instantly knelt on the ground, then slid out on his stomach. His face was swollen like a pig's head, looking extremely miserable.
A hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes, and Yan Ze swung his right hand in the direction of Yan Zizhen.
Swooshââ
A sleeve arrow, emitting a cold green light, shot towards Yan Zizhen.
Yan Zizhen paused and quickly dodged to the side. Another gust of sword wind swept past his ears, and a faint bloodstain appeared on his face.
"That's despicable."
There were many disciples from Yuncheng and other branches around, and when they saw this scene, they all cursed with contempt.
"I never thought that the disciples at the headquarters would be such villains. If they couldn't beat them, they would just use hidden weapons to attack them. How shameless."
When the other disciples from the headquarters heard this, their faces instantly turned red. They wanted to refute, but they didn't know where to start.
"Yan Zizhen, beat him up and teach them a lesson."
"Blast him!"
"Hit him!"
"The frame of the words--the frame of the words--"
With his eyes slightly narrowed, Yan Zizhen looked at Yan Ze who had a gloomy expression opposite him. He held the Lingfeng Sword across from him, and his mysterious energy condensed. Light green sword energy converged on the sword body, and the air around him instantly became cold.
Fengyun Sword TechniqueââThe wind rises and the clouds fall!
The sharp green sword light was in front of Yan Ze in the blink of an eye. He had no time to dodge and it directly left a sword mark deep into the bone on his left chest.
The huge impact directly knocked Yan Ze's body over and sent him flying backwards several meters.
"good--"
The surrounding disciples of Yuncheng immediately applauded and cheered. Unexpectedly, a gruff voice shouted:
"presumptuous!"
The man was wearing a blue-gray gown, with slight wrinkles between his eyes. He was about thirty years old.
"Coach!"
"Coach Yan Hong!"
Yan Hong, a descendant of the Yan family's side branch, a five-star earth master, one of the coaches of the Yan family's martial arts training ground, is a powerful figure, and Yan Ze is one of his favorite disciples.
"You are so cruel when fighting with your own kind. Yan Zizhen, do you know you are wrong?"
"He deserves it!"
"You - okay, today I will teach you what it means to respect teachers on behalf of your parents."
The Five-Star Earth Mystic Master's mystical power flew out of his palm.
The Yan family disciples present were all teenagers, and the pressure of the Five-Star Earth Mystic Master's profound power instantly made their hearts numb.
At this time, Yan Zizhen, who was at the center of the pressure, still stood up straight and did not compromise with Yan Hong at all.
The veins on his forehead bulged, and he tightly grasped the Lingfeng Sword with his right hand and thrust it into the ground. He endured the severe pain in his body and cursed word by word:
"You don't deserve it!"
Swooshââ
A sound of breaking through the air was heard, and a silver-white stream of light went straight into Yan Hong's palm.
laugh--
"ah--"
I saw an arrow with a completely silver-white feather without a single mysterious pattern breaking through Yan Hong's mysterious power and directly pinning him to the arena in the martial arts training ground.
The huge impact caused the tail of the arrow feather to tremble slightly.
There was silence all around and everyone held their breath.
Only Yan Zizhen, who was standing on the stage, looked at the silver-white arrow feather, his eyes filled with excitement and ecstasy.
He shouted towards the direction where the arrow came from:
"Boss!"
Chapter 46 Mr. Yan
Chapter 46 Mr. Yan
Everyone's eyes turned to the direction where the arrow came from, and a slender and tall figure, holding a silver-white longbow, slowly appeared in front of everyone.
Yan Zizhen's eyes lit up and he immediately ran forward.
"Boss! You're back!"
"Yeah." Yan Qingmo looked at Yan Zizhen, who had lost a lot of weight, with a smile in his eyes:
"You played well and made progress."
Yan Zizhen touched his head embarrassedly. He had promised the boss before that he would come to the capital to support her, and he couldn't embarrass her.
"Seven, Master Qi."
Another young man also followed behind Yan Zizhen and greeted Yan Qingmo quietly.
"Well, Yanping, long time no see."
Yan Ping was a little surprised to hear Yan Qingmo calling his name. He didn't expect that Yan Qingmo would remember his name just because he led the way for him once.
"Seven, Master Qi?"
"Why is the Seventh Young Master back? Wasn't he demoted?"
"Well, the clan leader loves the Seventh Young Master so much, but he is just pretending to be a royal family. It is impossible for him to stay out there forever."
"Are you focusing on the wrong thing? Shouldn't you be curious about why the Seventh Young Master can repair the chain?"
"Yes, that arrow just now nailed Coach Yan to the ground."
"Oh my god, Master Seven, were you this handsome before?"
After Yan Qingmo greeted them, he turned sideways and looked at the two people lying on the ground.
A sword wound penetrated into the bone, and wailing continued.
A burning energy entered his body and he endured the torture.
He took out the dagger and handed it to Yan Zizhen, who gave him a look.
Yan Zizhen understood what he meant instantly, put away the Lingfeng Sword, raised his hand to take it, and walked in front of Yan Ze.
Looking at the scene in front of them, the disciples of Yuncheng instantly felt that it looked familiar, and a chill immediately ran up their spines.
"Yan Ze, you should feel honored to use this fourth-level dagger to welcome my boss today."
laugh--
Yan Zizhen didn't hesitate at all. He stabbed directly into the arm that Yan Ze had shot the sleeve arrow from and cut it off.
"ah--"
"hiss--"
The young men present took a deep breath and looked at the calm Yuncheng disciples standing by, and suddenly wondered in their hearts:
"Are all the people in Yuncheng so cruel?"
"How terrifyingâ"
If they could hear the voices of these young people, the disciples of Yuncheng would probably say:
"Oh, we're used to it. They've seen more brutal scenes than this. This is nothing."
"What happened?"
A powerful voice reached everyone's ears. They heard the voice before they saw the person.
Yan Qingmo's back stiffened and tears subconsciously welled up in his eyes.
The man looked solemn, and his majestic eyes swept across everyone, finally stopping on the back of the young man in black, and his eyes narrowed.
"Mo'er!"
Yan Qingmo immediately turned around, and before he could react, he was hugged in his arms.
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"
After coming out of seclusion, Mr. Yan became furious when he learned that someone in his family had sent his precious granddaughter to Yuncheng.
But thinking of the friendship between Yan Mu, the head of Yuncheng, and his youngest son, he felt relieved a little and immediately wrote a letter to inquire about Yan Qingmo's situation.
Who knew that Yan Qingmo had already gone out for training at that time, but fortunately, the old man had already learned that Yan Qingmo could repair the chain again, so he suppressed the urge to go out to look for him.
However, Yan Qingmo had been wronged, and Old Master Yan was still furious. Recently, he had reorganized the Yan Mansion from top to bottom, making everyone miserable. No one dared to offend Old Master Yan these days.
"grandfather."
Yan Qingmo called out in a deep voice, and immediately felt the old man's body tremble slightly.
"Okay, okay - haha, I'm glad you're back."
Grandpa's Qing Mo has grown up.
The old man looked at Yan Qingmo's now bright eyes and straight back, and sighed secretly in his heart.
However, Mr. Yan did not forget what was happening in front of him, so he randomly pointed to a young man, who was Yan Ping who was standing nearby.
"You, what happened here?"
Yan Ping had not expected that Mr. Yan would choose him to answer this question. He panicked and instantly clenched his clothes with both hands.
But when he saw Yan Qingmo standing next to Mr. Yan, he calmed down instantly and immediately explained what had happened.
He told the whole story from Yan Ze's ridicule of Yan Qingmo, to his duel with Yan Zizhen, and finally his use of hidden weapons to injure people.
In the entire training ground, the only voice that could be heard was Yan Ping's. The Yan family disciples around him didn't even dare to make a sound.
Especially the children from the family headquarters, everyone knows that Grandpa Yan has been in a very bad mood and has a hot temper recently. Everyone in the Yan family has been keeping a low profile recently. Yan Ze has really walked into the crossfire.
Old Master Yan looked at the two people lying on the ground not far away and snorted coldly:
"Yan Ze, you used poisonous hidden weapons to harm your fellow disciples and have no remorse. From today on, your cultivation will be abolished and you will be expelled from the Yan family. You will never be allowed to enter the Yan Mansion again."
The young men around all looked up at once, first at Old Man Yan, and then all glanced at Yan Ze standing aside with some disbelief.
The punishment was so severe that he was expelled from the Yan family and his cultivation was abolished. What's the difference between this and becoming a waste?
waste!
Everyone's eyes turned to Yan Qingmo standing aside, and they immediately understood.
Old Master Yan was venting his anger on behalf of Yan Qingmo.
"Yan Hong, as a coach, you are using your power to bully others. Effective immediately, you will be dismissed from your position as coach and exiled to Black Forest Mountain."
Black Forest Mountain? That's where you dig ore, a barren mountainous area.
"Patriarchââ"
When Yan Hong heard the execution decision made by Mr. Yan, he immediately endured the severe pain in his body and wanted to beg for mercy. However, before he could say anything, he met Mr. Yan's cold eyes, and his heart instantly sank.
It's over. It's all over.
Yan Hong collapsed all over, looking with cold eyes at Yan Ze who was lying half-dead on the ground.
In an instant, Yan Hong picked up the sword that Yan Ze had dropped aside. With a flash of sword light, the long sword pierced into Yan Ze's body.
Everyone present was stunned. They didn't expect Yan Hong to do such a crazy thing.
"presumptuous!"
A powerful mysterious force was instantly released, sending Yan Hong's body flying several meters away.
"vomit--"
The sword left his body, and Yan Ze spat out a mouthful of blood from his internal organs, and he died instantly.
But Yan Hong in the distance seemed to be crazy. He staggered and picked up the sword again, slashing everywhere.
Yan Qingmo looked at the scene in front of him, his lips slightly curled, and stood behind Mr. Yan.
The palm of his right hand, which was behind his back, moved slightly, and an extremely tiny star array condensed on his fingertips, but he suddenly changed his palm into a fist and clenched it tightly, and the star array instantly disappeared.
At the same time, Yan Hong, who was far away, also stopped moving, spat out a mouthful of blood, and died.
Yan Qingmo retracted his calm gaze, smiled at Old Man Yan and said:
"Grandpa, let's go back first."Chapter 47: Grandparents Conversation
Chapter 47: Grandparents Conversation
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"Grandpa, you've been staring at me for half an incense stick of time."
Yan Qingmo looked at Old Man Yan who was sitting opposite her. His expression was sad, emotional, and curious at times. She couldn't help but remind him.
"Humph, you didn't even allow me, your grandpa, to take a good look at you. Tell me, when have you been away from home for such a long time?"
Old Master Yan glanced at Yan Qingmo arrogantly, with a hint of complaint in his words.
"I'm fine. Besides, you see I'm back safely now, right?"
"Humph, if you get hurt even a little bit out there, I will throw all the youngsters from the Yantu lineage to the Black Forest Mountain to mine."
Yan Tu is the ruler of the second branch of the Yan family. To be more precise, he is the half-brother of her great-grandfather Yan Chong.
He had always been a law-abiding person, but in the past decade or so, his mind started to become active again and he did a lot of weird things.
Including her demotion to Yuncheng this time, the second house was also responsible.
"Puffâ"
Yan Qingmo imagined the scene and couldn't help laughing out loud. Looking at the angry expression of Mr. Yan opposite him, he hurried over, hugged the old man's arm, and helped him calm down.
"Okay, grandpa, don't be angry. This time when I come back, I will not let go of those who did little things behind my back. Don't get angry and hurt yourself."
Yan Qingmo had no relatives in her previous life. She was adopted directly by the First Base. She struggled alone to survive in the cannibalistic apocalypse. Although she later had a group of lovely friends, family affection was too far away for her.
And in this life, she will definitely cherish this hard-earned family affection.
"Okay, let's not talk about them. Mo'er, are you able to repair the chain now?" When Old Man Yan thought of this, his tone immediately rose, and the excitement in his eyes was hard to conceal.
"Well, about three months ago, I suddenly broke through the shackles in my Dantian, and I was able to repair the chain."
After saying this, Yan Qingmo condensed the profound power in his hands, and a stream of fire profound power gathered in his palms.
"Master Di Xuan?" Old Master Yan's eyes suddenly widened and he slammed the table and stood up.
"Good, good - good, in just a few months you have advanced to the level of Earth Mystic Master, you are worthy of being my granddaughter, Yan Shen."
Mr. Yan's eyes suddenly turned red with excitement and emotion, but more of it was heartache.
Old Master Yan knew clearly how Yan Qingmo had been living in the past few years. Although he could make those people shut up on the surface, he didn't know how many of the dirty and filthy words spoken behind the scenes had reached Qingmo's ears.
After going through so much torture, ridicule, and abuse, now it is finally time for sweet rewards to come.
Especially this time when he came back, Old Man Yan also clearly felt the aura around Yan Qingmo, which was truly like a phoenix spreading in the world and a dragon soaring into the sky.
The grandfather and grandson seemed to have endless things to say for a while, from the friends Yan Qingmo made to the experience in the Sunset Forest. Old Man Yan was so engrossed in listening that he didn't stop until Yan Qingmo's throat was about to smoke.
"I didn't expect that your experiences in the past few months are so rich and colorful. You are much more amazing than when your grandfather was young, hahaha."
Yan Qingmo's eyebrows also curved, and he suddenly thought of something. He took out a flame heart from the storage bag and handed it to Grandpa Yan.
"Grandpa, this is for you."
The moment Mr. Yan took out the Flame Heart from Yan Qingmo, he felt the extremely rich fire element, and the Xuandan in his body actually began to operate on its own.
"This is--"
"This is the Flame Heart, which I obtained from the magma at the center of the Sunset Forest."
"The center of the earth? Magma? Why didn't you tell me about these just now?"
Mr. Yan's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Yan Qingmo.
Touching her nose, Yan Qingmo felt a rare sense of guilt. She was afraid that the old man would worry, so she tried to skip most of the dangerous experiences. Who would have thought that -
The truth is revealed!
"Ahem, Grandpa, aren't you just one step away from a breakthrough during this retreat? With this Flame Heart, you will surely be able to break through successfully."
Mr. Yan's current cultivation level is three-star Xuan King. If he has Yan Xin's help, he should be able to break through to seven-star Xuan King without any accidents.
"You can keep this precious treasure for yourself. Grandpa doesn't need you to worry about it."
"Grandpa, I have subdued the strange fire. This Flame Heart is useless to me. Besides, I got five Flame Hearts in total. Except for the one for you, I kept one for my eldest brother and second brother, and gave the other two to my contracted beasts, so you can use them without worry."
When Mr. Yan heard this, he asked, "Five?"
A smile immediately spread across her face and she accepted it without hesitation.
This was a gift from his granddaughter to him, he was so happy that he couldn't contain himself.
"By the way, Grandpa, why is this year's family competition held a month earlier?"
Yan Qingmo suddenly remembered this and asked the reason.
"This matter was only decided last month. It's about the Soul-Breaking Mountains."
Soul-breaking Mountains?
When Yan Qingmo first came to Qingxuan Continent, he looked up the continent's brief history and geographical distribution. The Broken Soul Mountains are located at one-third of the Qingxuan Continent, directly dividing the continent into two parts, north and south. The most central part of the mountains is called the Natural Chasm.
Ordinary practitioners simply cannot pass through smoothly, which makes communication between the north and the south difficult, and the overall strength is quite different.
"There was a secret realm in the Broken Soul Mountains. The Yan family's ancestors obtained the Panlong Silk from it. However, this secret realm has not appeared for a hundred years."
"Panlongsi?"
Yan Qingmo raised her eyebrows slightly. She didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. When she came back this time, she had originally planned to ask the old man about this matter.
"Yes, Panlongsi. Some time ago, the Imperial Master of the Haotian Empire deduced that the secret realm will be opened in June of next year."
"June? Isn't that when the Elite Conference is held?"
"Well, so the date of next year's Elite Conference has been moved up and it will be held after the New Year."
The Elite Conference is a competition held every three years by Beichen State. Young people under the age of eighteen can participate. The purpose is to select outstanding young talents for training.
The top ten will have the opportunity to take entrance exams at the five major colleges.
Therefore, you can probably meet all the young talents in the entire Beichen Kingdom in this event, and they all hope to make a rapid breakthrough and rise to the top.
Yan Qingmo nodded. Although the Elite Club was open to the whole country, as a family from the imperial capital, they always had some special treatment.
At each conference, each family can send out ten elite young men to directly participate in the final one-on-one competition without having to go through the previous melee. The family competitions of each family are used to screen the participants.
Yan Qingmo's eyes were burning. She had been training outside for such a long time, basically fighting against mysterious beasts to accumulate experience. Except for Wuxin, she had almost no formal battles with humans. It was a good opportunity for her to practice.
Old Master Yan looked at Yan Qingmo, who was eager to try, and laughed, but then he thought of something.
Take out a long sword from the storage bag.
"Qing Mo, I will pass this Qingfeng sword to you today."Chapter 48: Qingfeng Sword
Chapter 48: Qingfeng Sword
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Yan Qingmo looked at the sword in Old Man Yan's hand and exchanged glances with him.
Old Master Yan nodded slightly, as if confirming Yan Qingmo's guess, and then he handed the sword in his hand towards Yan Qingmo.
Green Sword.
Her father Yan Yi's sword was sent back to the Yan Mansion with her that year.
Yan Qingmo slowly raised his hand, took it, lightly stroked the scabbard with his right hand, and grasped the hilt.
Swooshââ
The sword is unsheathed.
Yan Qingmo held the sword in one hand and held it horizontally in front of him.
At this moment, a faint green light was floating on the sword, and sharp sword energy was swirling around. A low sword sound was transmitted into her consciousness, which shocked her heart.
"Qing Feng."
Yan Qingmo opened his red lips slightly and called out in a low voice, as if he felt the call. The two words "Qingfeng" on the sword body emitted a cold light, and the originally dim long sword instantly became as if it was newly cast.
Yan Qingmo stared at the Qingfeng sword in his hand with a burning gaze, and his heart suddenly felt his blood boiling. It was a very wonderful feeling.
He turned his wrist slightly and swung the sword. The sharp sword edge passed by, breaking through the air with a rustling sound, and it was extremely sharp.
"What a fine sword."
Although its grade is unknown, it definitely does not affect the fact that it is an extremely good sword.
Yan Qingmo put the Qingfeng Sword back into its scabbard and praised it generously, but his expression was not as excited as before. He murmured unconsciously:
"Father."
When Mr. Yan heard this address, he choked up and sighed:
"Qing Mo, if your father could see you now, he would be very pleased."
Yan Qingmo rarely responded, but just lowered his head and pursed his lips.
Old Master Yan frowned, as if he had made a decision. He then looked at Yan Qingmo and said to her:
"Qing Mo, come with me."
Yan Qingmo was led by Old Man Yan into a secret room.
This secret room is cleverly designed. The entrance is behind the shelf in the study, but the activation mechanism is on the diagonal and is hidden using a formation.
There weren't many things placed in the secret room, just a few simple shelves with some books on the covers that didn't have names on them.
"These are some of the major events of the Yan family and the records of the secrets of each family."
Mr. Yan did not stop and took Yan Qingmo directly to the deepest part of the secret room.
"This is?"
Yan Qingmo looked at the empty bookshelf in front of him. It couldn't be said to be completely empty, but there were only a few things similar to crystal balls placed on the huge bookshelf.
A cluster of faint white flames was burning inside the crystal ball, but only a trace of fire was left in two of them, trembling and seeming to be about to go out.
"Your mother gave this to me."
"Mother?"
Compared to her father Yan Yi, her mother Mo Zixi seems even more mysterious.
"Your mother Zixi and Yier met during their training. When I met your mother that year, I knew that she was definitely not a woman from an ordinary family."
Old Master Yan thought about his daughter-in-law. Her demeanor, upbringing, and unfathomable accomplishments all showed that she was not simple.
But since his youngest son said nothing, Mr. Yan didn't point it out. After all, his youngest son was as smart as a monkey, and no one could hide anything from him.
"This is the soul fire. After they got married, they didn't stay in the Yan family for long and decided to travel. I didn't stop them, but your mother saw my concern and gave me the soul crystal that stored the soul fire."
Old Master Yan knew that the Yan family was not Yan Yi's final destination after all, and he could not be trapped in this small world. So with this soul fire as a reminder, Old Master Yan felt much more at ease.
"Your mother said that this soul fire is taken out from their souls using a secret method and stored in soul crystals. As long as the soul fire is not extinguished, it means that this person is still alive in this world."
After listening to Mr. Yan's explanation, Yan Qingmo couldn't help but walked forward, slowly raised his hand and touched one of the soul crystals.
In an instant, the originally extremely weak fire thread seemed to feel the call, and immediately moved towards the direction of Yan Qingmo's palm, sticking tightly to the crystal wall.
"Mother."
Yan Qingmo felt the gentle energy emanating from the crystal wall, and couldn't help but cry out, feeling as safe as a baby wrapped in its mother's womb.
But then he immediately withdrew his hand, unable to consume the energy in the soul fire in this way.
When Old Master Yan saw the condition of the soul fire, he did not show any strange expression. When Yan Qingmo was still an infant, he brought her here, and it was the same as it is now.
The small palm was placed on the crystal wall, feeling the faint energy of the mother, and smiling very happily. At that time, Grandpa Yan knew that Yan Qingmo was his granddaughter, the biological flesh and blood of his youngest son Yan Yi.
"Mo'er." Old Master Yan looked at Yan Qingmo, who was still immersed in a trace of sadness, and called softly.
"Grandpa, don't worry, I'm fine." Although Yan Qingmo was sad, he would not indulge in it.
"I will definitely find them and bring them back, then our family will be reunited."
"Okay, Grandpa will wait for that day."
"Don't worry, it won't take too long, I promise."
Old Master Yan patted Yan Qingmo's shoulder, looking relieved, but frowning.
"Qing Mo, you must be careful about your mother's affairs, understand?"
"Grandpa, is there something you haven't told me yet?"
"Ehâ"
At this point, Mr. Yan did not hide it. He felt that Qing Mo should have his own judgment.
"After you were sent back to the Yan Mansion, I thought the matter was over. Although I know they are still alive, we can only wait."
"Who would have known that night, I wanted to come and see you again, but I found a stranger standing in front of your bed. His strengthâ" Old Master Yan seemed to be thinking about how to describe it, but in the end he only said: "very scary."
"But he didn't seem to have any ill will towards you. He just looked at you with a complicated expression, left the jade pendant, and then left."
Old Master Yan took out a milky white jade of top quality from his storage bag and handed it to Yan Qingmo.
Because Yan Qingmo couldn't repair the chain and Old Man Yan didn't know the identity of that person, this jade pendant had never been shown to Yan Qingmo.
However, Mr. Yan recalled the scene of that day again.
"Has the child been named?" the man slowly asked the vigilant Old Man Yan sitting opposite him.
"Yan Qingmo."
"Yan Qingmo? What a nice name. Treat her well."
After saying that, he disappeared from the spot. If it weren't for the white jade pendant left on the bedside, Mr. Yan would have thought that this was just a dream.
He reached out and picked up the jade pendant, brushing it lightly with his thumb.
This word isââ
ink!