Chapter 154.4 - Return
Chapter 154.4 - Return
Qing Yun, you wiped out the whole Gu family to snatch their heavenly elixir, now it is time for you to pay with your life! Immediately following that, a dense crowd of figures swiftly appeared in the sky above the Qing Hong Sword Sect, making an impenetrable shield around the Qing Hong Sword Sect.
Seeing that the claws were right in front of him, although a trace of fear showed in his eyes as he looked up at the sky, what showed through them was full of coldness. He looked around at the sky above the Qing Hong Sword Sect as if he wanted to remember every single person present in his heart.
How extremely daring of you all to actually trespass into our Qing Hong Sword Sect monastery. Do you think I, Ling Yan, am dead?!
A sword qi that was enough to split the heavens and the earth swept in. In an instant, the claws were sliced in half, and immediately afterwards a figure as dazzling as raging flames appeared. This lady had sharp and fierce eyes and brows, without a trace of feminine softness, but rather she seemed to be tougher than the average man.
Ling Yan1, that demon cultivator Qing Yun is right within your Qing Hong Sword Sect. Are you trying to protect him? A man said aggressively, Or do you want to take the heavenly elixir for yourself?
With these words, the high-levelled cultivators surrounding them who had followed him here turned their gaze to Ling Yan.
Dont think that my Qing Hong Sword Sect is as shameless as you all. Ling Yan sneered coldly, her sharp gaze sweeping across all the Tribulation stage cultivators. When she spotted Qing Zhan, there was an imperceptible pause, but she still moved her gaze away in the end.
Meanwhile, Qing Zhans gaze only met Ling Yans for a moment before he turned his head to look away. The only thing that showed he was affected was his tightly clenched fists hidden in his sleeves.
These two people were on opposite sides and seemed hostile towards each other, but in truth, all their attention was placed on the youth in the medicinal garden below them.
There were a total of eight Tribulation Stage cultivators present. As soon as the two people looked at each other, they had already made up their minds and came up with a plan.
Ling Yan, this move of yours would represent the Qing Hong Sword Sect, does this mean the sect will be the enemy of the whole cultivation world after today? The man as the head of the group asked again.
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Ling Yan let out a loud laugh: This junior, dont use the Qing Hong Sword Sect to threaten me. If you dare to force me today, I would also dare to disband the Qing Hong Sword Sect. If all of you are that shameless, you can go hunt down all of them one by one!
As she said this, she actually reached out and crushed the Sect Master token in her hands. In a flash, all of the disciples in the Qing Hong Sword Sect were teleported outside the sect grounds.
Seeing this move of Ling Yans, everyone in the crowd shivered. Once they knew Ling Yan was determined to fight against them, there were immediately people who attacked her.
Qing Yun was also blocked and surrounded by a few cultivators. He was already heavily injured, thus under the attack of several people, he could barely maintain his appearance. Very soon, even the spiritual power that kept him standing was exhausted and he could only sit paralysed on the floor in a sorry state.
Seeing this scene from above, Ling Yan instantly flew down and flung aside the surrounding cultivators with a swing of her sword: Scram!
In one hand she held the sword and wrapped the other around Qing Yun in a protective manner as if protecting a chick under her wing.
However even at this moment, although she was this close to Qing Yun, Ling Yan did not dare to turn her head to look at Qing Yun even once. She feared that she would see disbelief, suspicion and even hatred in his eyes.
However, Qing Yun silently looked at her. The youthfulness in his eyes was stripped away, leaving only a calmness that had accumulated over a thousand years.
A few Tribulation Stage cultivators surrounded Ling Yan and closed in on her, and even Qing Zhan was amongst them. He looked to be on the offensive, but there was an unspeakable sorrow and pain hidden in the pupils of his eyes.
After Ling Yan led Qing Yun to narrowly avoid this attack, she finally solemnly turned back to gaze at Qing Yun. Ling Yan lifted the hand without the sword, as if she wanted to touch Qing Yuns face, but put it back down in the end, switching to support Qing Yuns shoulders.
An indescribable emotion seeped from her fierce set of eyes, but every word she spoke to Qing Yun remained cold and harsh: Since you joined my Qing Hong Sword Sect, then you have to follow the rules of my sect. Although my Qing Hong Sword Sect does not consider ourselves to be righteous, we will not allow others to brand us as a demonic one. Your path has nothing to do with what others say, a clear conscience is all that matters!
As she said this, she slashed the space behind her with her sword, then forcefully pushed the youth in her arms into it.
But this time, Qing Yun firmly gripped her wrist.
Enough This is enough Even though his head was bowed and his expression was not visible, Qing Yuns voice revealed a peculiar kind of peace in his heart.
Three days. He joined the Qing Hong Sword Sect for three days, and the number of days he got to spend with his biological mother in this life was only three days.
Back then, he was full of suspicion and never looked deeper into the emotions in Ling Yans eyes, nor did he make out his fathers forbearance. Experiencing it once more finally allowed him to see all of this clearly.
Both of his parents wholeheartedly protected him. To Qing Yun, this was already the greatest comfort.
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- I found it interesting that the descriptors used for her match her name so much. (ling2) was used for the sharp and fierce eyes & brow, while (yan4) is made up of 3 fire characters and she has been likened to fire so many times in this.