Chapter 413

This farce finally ended with the appearance of the Vagabond Mist.

The few talented and incomparably arrogant youths were all taught a lesson by Zi Chen and became docile and obedient.

"Shout in unison," said Zi Chen.

"Senior-brother-in-law!" The eight heavenly geniuses all shouted at the same time. Each of them had an unwilling expression.

In the distance, everyone was dumbfounded. What kind of strange name was that? Senior-brother-in-law?

"Alright, Zi Chen, don't make things difficult for them." The Vagabond Mist appeared with a smile on his face.

"Greetings, senior." Zi Chen swept away his previous arrogance and respectfully bowed to the Vagabond Mist.

Whether it was his life-saving grace in the ruins or his teaching of Su Mengyao, both were enough to accept Zi Chen's salute.

"Alright, alright. You single-handedly suppressed all the major powers of the Barbarian Land. Your fame is illustrious. I wouldn't dare ask you to be so courteous," said the Vagabond Mist jokingly.

An old Daoist appeared with the Vagabond Mist.

"Master."

Many of the youths' eyes lit up when they saw the old Daoist. They turned around and ran toward him.

"Master, he … he …"

They pointed at Zi Chen, wanting to complain, but they found that they didn't know what to say. Could they say that Zi Chen was bullying them? One against eight?

"Enough. Haven't you lost enough face?" The old Daoist's face darkened.

"Zi Chen greets senior. I hope senior can forgive me for disturbing you," said Zi Chen.

"Not bad, not bad. I've always heard junior apprentice-brother mention you, saying that you're a dragon amongst men. I didn't expect to see you in person today." The old Daoist gave a rare smile.

The farce finally ended with the appearance of the two seniors.

Everyone left, but Zi Chen's power today was deeply engraved in their minds. One against eight and a complete victory. No one dared to underestimate Zi Chen again.

Zi Chen left with the Vagabond Mist.

Zi Chen let out a strange cry from inside the room.

"What? Meng Yao isn't here?" Zi Chen looked at Drifting Mist in disbelief.

"That's right. She left two years ago," Vagrant Mist said.

"Did she leave alone, or was she followed by a senior from her sect?"

"Alone."

"Why? She's just a weak woman. Why do you want her to leave?" Zi Chen's eyes widened. He was clearly anxious.

Wanderer Misty took a sip of tea and said, "Two years ago, the news of your death came. Meng Yao was heartbroken. Later, she ignored our advice and insisted on leaving."

"But you can persuade her. This is obviously a rumor. In the past few years, they have been spreading rumors." Zi Chen was still dissatisfied.

Wandering Mist was speechless.

When others spread the news of their death, it was obviously true. But Zi Chen was like a cockroach, letting others spread the news of your death so confidently. After disappearing for a few years, you reappeared. It should be known that at that time, several influential late-stage Zephyr Realm cultivators had said it, and each of them used their lives to guarantee the accuracy of the news.

"Then what was her realm when she left?" Zi Chen asked, unwilling to accept it.

"Early-stage Zephyr Realm. There were few opponents in the same realm."

"Just like Meng Xi?" Zi Chen sneered.

Wandering Mist shook his head and laughed. "Zi Chen, don't always use yourself to measure others. Meng Xi's combat strength is enough to be proud of among his peers."

"But the outside world is full of dangers. If you let Meng Yao go out alone, won't you be harming her?" Zi Chen was dissatisfied.

"People always have to grow and experience all kinds of tempering."

"But she's just a girl."

Zi Chen agreed with this sentence because this was how he had been all along. But he didn't agree with this sentence on Su Mengyao, because in Zi Chen's heart, Su Mengyao needed his protection.

He worked hard to become stronger. In addition to staying alive, he also needed to protect his friends and family. Zhang Haotian, Lv Peng, and the others were the former; Su Mengyao, Lin Xue, and Wang Xian 'er were the latter.

Zi Chen didn't want them to be hurt in any way.

"Along the way, Zi Chen, the string in your heart is too tight. Don't always use your high standards to measure others. The outside world is dangerous, but there is a limit. And not everyone will die when they go out." Wandering Mist said, "During this period of time, you'd better stay here and calm your heart."

"No, I have to go find them." Zi Chen flatly refused.

"Things break when they reach an extreme."

"Their life and death are more important."

"It's already been two years, and I don't care about these days. The southern region is vast and boundless. If you want to find someone, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack. Whether you can meet again depends on whether you're fated or not."

Wandering Mist smiled mysteriously and said, "Mengyao also knows that you're not dead, so before she left, she told me that if you come back one day, she'll be very happy. It means that you haven't forgotten her. If you're fated, you'll meet again one day."

"If we're fated, we'll meet again one day."

Zi Chen sat there and didn't say a word. In a trance, he saw Su Mengyao turn and leave with tears of joy on her face.

Zi Chen stayed in the Floating Mist Sect. Just as Wandering Mist said, his string in his heart was too tight. Along the way, under the threat of death, Zi Chen had to make breakthroughs again and again to protect himself.

Even in the two years in the Saint Burial Ground, he didn't waste a single second.

Now that he'd become Zephyr and had the ability to protect himself, he could completely rest.

Therefore, during this period of time, Zi Chen gave up on cultivating. He no longer used any cultivation techniques or tried to figure out battle techniques.

He spent his days touring the mountains and rivers, allowing the vast and boundless space to cleanse his soul.

After calming down and carefully observing, Zi Chen discovered that the world was actually so beautiful. Before, if he saw a flower, he would first check if it was a spirit flower and if it was beneficial for cultivation. If it wasn't, he would turn and leave.

Now that he carefully observed, Zi Chen discovered that mortal flowers were more beautiful than spirit flowers and had a natural fragrance.

As time passed, Zi Chen's heart slowly calmed down. He also slowly let go of his previous stubbornness.

Everyone had their own path. Su Mengyao had hers, Lin Xue had hers, and so did he. He couldn't forcefully interfere with other people's paths just because he wanted to.

So he let go.

"Senior Brother-in-law, Senior Brother Meng Xi is looking for you." Little Tiger ran into Zi Chen's room with a smile.

"Oh, he's here to drink with me." Zi Chen also had a smile on his face.

This period of cultivation was very useful. Zi Chen's smile was like a spring breeze. It was very sincere and brought a sense of kindness.

"No, he's here to fight with you." Little Tiger said.

"Okay, let's fight and drink."

Therefore, the two of them engaged in another battle on another battlefield.

In the end, Zi Chen was defeated.

"Haha, Zi Chen, I finally won." Meng Xi laughed and staggered out of Zi Chen's room, only to fall on his face.

During this period of time, Zi Chen was either traveling or drinking with Meng Xi and the others. As his soul was cleansed, he also developed a good tolerance for alcohol.

"Zi Chen, you haven't cultivated for a while, so your realm should have stagnated. Why do I feel that you've become stronger now?" Senior Brother Li asked.

He was an existence who was invincible in the late-stage of the Imperial Realm. He was the proud disciple of the Drifting Mist Cultivator and had a chance to step into the Grandmaster Realm. As the eldest senior brother, he doted on Su Mengyao very much and advised Meng Xi and the others to be careful when fighting.

Zi Chen smiled and said, "I used to be in a hurry. Everything was like looking at flowers on horseback. Now that I've stopped, I can feel the beauty of the world."

Zi Chen didn't answer the question. Senior Brother Li was very confused, but he didn't ask more.

The two of them didn't walk the same path.

Zi Chen had always been decisive in killing, but the disciples of the Floating Mist Sect were all pure and innocent. They all had the heart of a child.

Zi Chen stopped cultivating now and began to calm his mind. He found that the things he couldn't understand before were suddenly enlightened one day.

Although he hadn't cultivated, the realm of his soul was increasing. His comprehension of battle skills had deepened.

In the past, Zi Chen rarely drank and rarely got drunk. But now, he drank almost every day. He slept until he woke up naturally. It was very comfortable.

During this time, Zi Chen met the Drifting Mist Cultivator twice and asked him about his pure and innocent heart.

If they were so pure and innocent, they would naturally suffer greatly once they went out.

"They won't. Our Drifting Mist Sect has a trial ground. Before they go out, they'll go in and train." The Drifting Mist Cultivator smiled, but his smile was somewhat meaningful.

"Of course, if you want, you can go in and try. But with your current realm of soul, the trial ground won't be of much help to you."

"Then forget it."

Zi Chen walked the path of killing and had nothing to do with pure and innocent heart. He didn't have any interest in the Drifting Mist Sect's trial ground.

A month later, Zi Chen decided to leave.

The Drifting Mist Cultivator looked at Zi Chen and nodded in satisfaction. Finally, he said, "Take care."

Hearing that Zi Chen was leaving, many Drifting Mist Sect disciples heard the news and came to send Zi Chen off.

"Senior Brother-in-law, this is the wild ginseng I secretly dug up in the back mountain. I couldn't bear to eat it, so I'll give it to you now."

"Senior Brother-in-law, I have wine that the Elder secretly gave me. I'll give it to you."

The disciples who heard the news brought all kinds of things for Zi Chen. While Zi Chen was shocked, he was also deeply moved.

To them, it was as if Zi Chen was going on a long journey.

However, only Zi Chen himself knew that once he stepped out of this door, he would face endless slaughter, accompanied by blood.

Meng Xi, Senior Brother Li, and the others all came to send Zi Chen off and gave him all kinds of gifts.

"Accept it. It's their kind intentions. In just a month, so many people came to send you off. Your character is not bad."

The Drifting Mist Cultivator smiled. "Of course, compared to Meng Yao, you pale in comparison. The things she received were almost enough to form a small mountain."

Zi Chen smiled, his eyes filled with happiness and gratitude.

"Senior Brother-in-law, before you leave, do you have any words for us?" Several junior brothers looked at Zi Chen.

The corner of Zi Chen's mouth twitched. Why did these words sound so awkward? They weren't his last words.

"Live."

Filled with happiness and gratitude, Zi Chen only said these two words.

Many people were at a loss. They didn't understand why their Senior Brother-in-law only said these two words. Live? Weren't they all alive?

Only the Drifting Mist Cultivator nodded, his eyes filled with emotion.

These two words seemed simple, but they were proof of Zi Chen's killing. They didn't understand now, but once they stepped out of here, they would know the true meaning of these two words.

In the end, Zi Chen left.

He was kicked out by the Drifting Mist Cultivator.

And within the sect, Zi Chen's words still echoed. "Senior, don't be stingy. Isn't it just a pill weapon?"

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