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Ignoring everyone's gazes, Shen Tianlan's body was extremely weak. He quickly swallowed a pill and walked in front of me before clasping his hands together and bowing respectfully.

I stepped aside, puzzled. Even if I helped him in the end, he wouldn't be so grateful, right?

"Sect Master Shen, what is this?"

"I am able to return to my sect with the help of Young Hero. May I ask for your name?"

"I don't dare to say 'Young Hero'. I am only a White Fox Man, a Mountain Cultivator."

"I am indebted to your aid today. How about we move to another place and have a good chat?"

"That's exactly what I was thinking!"

Shen Tianlan looked at the South Mountain Daoist who was pretending to be unconcerned and said with a frown, "Gui Shi, this person …"

"No worries!" I shook my head. "This person is a Southern Mountain Daoist and is proficient in formations. He has no ill intentions towards your sect and everything is a misunderstanding. How about we just let this matter pass?"

"Since you've already spoken, then that's good. Please rest for a moment and continue later. Please!"

"Please!"

The people from the sword faction, however, while we were chatting, they had already opened up a spacious area on a nearby mountain. Although there weren't enough people to live on, it was still possible to temporarily rest.

I didn't put on airs and walked straight towards a cave. The Southern Mountain's Daoist looked around him and followed behind me.

The disciples of the sword faction were all surprised by my identity, and naturally were very grateful that I made a move at the last moment. But after this matter, I went to rebuild the sword faction's territory, and only Lan Yun stared at me with her beautiful eyes.

I tried to pretend I hadn't noticed and I didn't look at her, but my heart was in turmoil. She couldn't have recognized me! She wouldn't be able to recognize me, it's only because I saved her father that she's paying attention to me. That's right, that's definitely the case, maybe after a while, she'll come over to thank me, that's all.

After entering the cave, I forced myself to calm down. The Southern Mountain's Daoist also appeared a few meters away from me and sat down cross-legged, but he shouldn't be in the mood to cultivate.

I ignored him and carefully observed my own spirit pills. In this change, my goal was to fail, and I didn't even manage to condense a single sword aura! By accidentally swallowing a sword pill, one could be considered to have comprehended sword Yuan. This also allowed me to understand that reaching the sky realm does not mean that one can only comprehend one kind of Yuan Power. Furthermore, a sword is also the Yuan Power of the Heavens and the Earth! In other words, it was not a sword, but a weapon! "The soldier, the blade, and the master of slaughter. Perhaps in this world, slaughter is already a rule. The strong preys on the weak, and it is only natural that they obey.

However, the process of the spiritual pills and the sword pills swallowing each other has caused me to suffer a lot of benefits. Furthermore, I've even refined my body once.

Of course, if I helped him once, it wouldn't be considered as a great favor at all, because at that time, if Luo Qifeng were to help, it's possible that he would also succeed. Moreover, if he fails, then so many Sword Sect disciples would definitely help as well, and taking back the sword summit would be a foregone conclusion.

Thinking about it, there is only one possibility, and that is that I absorbed the Sword Summit's large amount of Sword Qi, allowing him to obtain the Dragon Soul Sword. It looks like, when he was by my side, he wasn't afraid of South Mountain Daoist, but was acting as my protector!

What was even more surprising was why was the Dragon Soul Sword in his hand as he cried out in joy, saying that he could finally return? Go back, go back where? Who was his master? If there was a power behind the sword faction, what power was it? The sword faction had been humiliated, but why did it not care?

I don't know any of this, but I don't need to know, I should be happy instead! If I want to convince the sword faction to work together with me against the Sky Sect, then it will be even easier. The stronger the sword faction, the greater my chance it has!

"Senior, the sword faction's Shen Lanyun has come to bother you. Could we have a chat?"

Lan Yun, I heaved a deep sigh, he really came.

"Come in!" For some things, it was better to face it head on than to avoid it.

"You can leave now. It won't be long before you fulfill your promise."

The South Mountain Daoist stroked his beard, gave a crafty smile, then stood up and left. He was rather straightforward.

"Senior!"

Looking at the frail Lan Yun, my heart hurts. However, I hid it well on the surface. I didn't reveal a single trace of peculiarity.

"There's no need to call me senior. Just call me Justices."

Lan Yun bowed and said gently, "I, Lan Yun, thank you for your kindness!"

"No need. I have a request for your honorable sect. Since we're helping out, it's only a mutual benefit."

Looking at the light flashing in Lan Yun's eyes, I actually didn't dare to look directly at her. I shifted my gaze to the rock beside her.

"Gui Shi, could you... Know a person? "

My heart shuddered. "Who?"

"His name is Chen Ziming, he's my son-in-law." The voice of the Blue Cloud was firm and unwavering! He was still called husband at the moment. Alone, he guarded his love and hopes. Just how had Lan Yun spent the past two years?

"I …" "I don't know him!"

On the contrary, the corners of his mouth curled up and he said softly, "He is my husband. We are not married yet, but we have a marriage contract. I do not know what happened to him, but in my heart, he will always be my husband, no matter if he lives or dies …"

Looking at the happiness on Lan Yun's face, I felt bitter in my heart. However, I couldn't comfort him, nor could I tell him the truth.

In those years, when I was in the sword faction, my competitive spirit was strong, and I didn't want to be outdone by men. In the past, when I was in the sword faction, my competitive spirit was strong, and I wasn't willing to be outdone by men.

Lan Yun seemed to be immersed in the past. There was a smile on his face, as bright as the sun.

"That time, I begged dad to bring me to the Sky Sect. After begging for a long time, he finally agreed. In the last match, he who was filled with mystery stood behind me. For the first time, I felt relying on him … "I have never regretted it. He disappeared for two years, and in these two years, I have never regretted it, but if I were to return to the past, I would have begged my father to bring me there, even if it meant meeting him once …"

"He's dead!"

I didn't dare to listen to Lan Yun's reminiscence any longer, so I opened my mouth to interrupt her, even if I had to compose a vulgar reason.

"I know a bit about the matter regarding the White Jade Sect. He destroyed the treasure left behind by the White Jade Sect's ancestor and is now dead!"

"Is that so?" Lan Yun looked at me eerily. When their eyes met, Lan Yun's eyes seemed to have some kind of magic within them that made it hard for me to look away.

"If he thinks he's already dead, I won't force him, he wants to leave, he wants to start a new life, I won't beg him to stay by my side, even if he pretends not to know me, I won't expose him, but I will never forget the promise we made, I will never forget it, I will always wait for him, wait for him to come back …"

"I'm Lan Yun, his wife!"

"Excuse me, Venerable …"

When Lan Yun left, I kept my head raised, maintaining the posture of looking straight into her eyes. She recognized me, whether it was from my eyes, or the details I didn't notice, or maybe it was simply a feeling.

I want to destroy the Sky Sect, I want to destroy the White Jade Sect, the Immortal Sect will not let me off. In this life, I can only live in hiding and escape, I can't give you happiness, I can't give you a future I want to give you …

"Heh heh, that little lady looks to be barely doing it. Is she here to repay me with her body?" It was unknown when the Southern Mountain's Daoist came in, but he was looking at me with shifty eyes. He was somewhat similar to Zou Zhi Zhi, both of them very vulgar.

"If you say anymore nonsense, I'll kill you!"

Seeing my killing intent dissipate, the South Mountain Daoist shuddered and muttered a few words in a low voice before sitting down cross-legged, not saying another word.

"Go and get Zou Zhi for me."

"I'm not your slave!"

"Are you going or not?"

"Go!" "Of course!"

The South Mountain Daoist's face was filled with unwillingness, but he did not dare to disobey. He angrily went out to help me find the person.

After a while, Zou Zhi came in. He looked at me with a sorrowful expression. His face no longer had a smile, but was no longer so wretched.

"I didn't think that the person I would secretly bring in would be the sword faction's good fortune!"

"I've said it before, I won't harm the sword faction. Now, tell me about Lan Yun's two years of life."

"She is the First Miss, the daughter of the Sect Master. How would I know about her life!"

"No need to pretend." I was a bit impatient, "You can rely on selling information to earn benefits. Is there anything else in this sword faction that you don't know about?"

Zou Zhi said awkwardly, "Hehe, you flatter me, you flatter me!"

He knows that I'm a benefactor of the sword faction, so he naturally knows that if I were to make a move against him, then in consideration of the benefits, Shen Tianlan would absolutely not favor him.

"The past two years have been extremely tiring for Lan Yun …"

Zou Zhi shook his head and slowly sat down. He looked depressed as a hint of sadness and lament flashed across his eyes. It was as if he had experienced that day himself.

"Two years ago, after that heartless Chen Ziming came to propose marriage, Lan Yun was ready to wear his red clothes and cover his head, waiting for him to come to pick her up. However, three months have passed and there is still no news from the Baiyu Sect.

"There aren't many sword faction female disciples. Although Lan Yun isn't really that beautiful, he has a unique temperament that attracts a lot of us. Many of us martial brothers admire Lan Yun, we don't hide this, and naturally we don't need to hide it, but since Lan Yun chose Chen Ziming, we believe him. As long as Lan Yun is happy, what else can we say?" However, Chen Ziming had disappeared just like that, not a single word was left behind, it was as if he had vanished from the face of the earth! We will go to Bai Yu Men to ask for an explanation, but Chen Ziming's master actually dared to attack us, we cannot win against them, and with Master's help, we can only give up. "

"Every day for a year, Lan Yun would stay in front of the White Jade Gate Mountain and look on in a daze. She silently cried, hoping that Chen Ziming would appear. "In our eyes, we feel really bad. We really hope that she can return to her previous self. Even if she were to cry, it would be fine. But she doesn't, it is as if she lost her soul …"

"She came back a year later. We thought she had given up and was still happy, but she just locked herself in her room and watched the sunset every day. The head disciple tried to persuade her, but to no avail."

"For us cultivators, even if we don't eat, drink, or cultivate, our bodies still wouldn't be able to stand it!" Looking at how she is becoming thinner and thinner, half dead like a walking corpse, how can we not feel pain in our hearts? "Everyone wants to see that lively, strong, and even arrogant Lan Yun from before. Even if she doesn't care about us, even if she beat us up during the competition until we were covered with wounds, we all hope for her to come back. But we know that her heart, has disappeared along with Chen Ziming …"

Perhaps it's because Zou Zhi often sells news and some of them are good at talking and listening, I listened to his story quietly. Perhaps it's because Zou Zhi often sells news and some of them are good at talking and listening to his story, I listened quietly and listened to his story.

As he slowly walked out of the cave, the sun had already set. The afterglow of the setting sun made the silhouette longer and longer as he stared into the distance. A feeling of loneliness slowly grew. After a while, he became lonely.

The lonely feeling is one where I want to cry but I am unable to shed tears …

"I'm Lan Yun, his wife …"