Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

"Have you gone back to visit your parents?"

At this moment, Ye Qian'an was like an old father. He personally poured a cup of tea for Jiang Xichen and rubbed the latter's head like he did when they were children.

Jiang Xichen shook his head and sighed, "I didn't go back. I saw my brother whom I had never met. Perhaps it is the best outcome if I don't show up."

Hearing this, Ye Qian'an remained silent. In fact, what Jiang Xichen said did not make sense. After all, she was a cultivator and possessed countless lives.

The life span of mortals is only a hundred years, and she does not want her parents to live in longing for them forever until they die completely.

Jiang Xichen looked at Ye Qian'an with a serious expression and said, "Brother Ye, I came back this time mainly to see you one last time. Because something happened in the sect, disciples are not allowed to leave within 20 years, so the next time we meet will be 20 years later."

Ye Qian'an slowly raised his head and looked at Jiang Xichen with complicated eyes, with a thousand feelings in his heart. He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, and finally just sighed softly.

"Twenty years... such a long time." Ye Qian'an's voice was a little hoarse, "I wonder how much changes will happen in these twenty years."

Jiang Xichen's eyes also revealed a trace of reluctance, but she knew her responsibility. "Brother Ye, I will work hard to cultivate, and when I return in 20 years, I will be able to protect you better."

Ye Qian'an nodded slightly, he understood Jiang Xichen's determination.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of myself and your parents. In the next twenty years, I will also work hard and wait for you to come back."

Ye Qian'an did not let Jiang Xichen worry, and at the same time looked at the amulet hanging on her chest, which was the protective magic weapon he gave her that year.

It is not difficult to tell from the damaged state of the magic weapon that the amulet must have saved her many times in the past ten years.

Ye Qian'an sighed meaningfully, but still stood up and took out an extremely gorgeous hairpin from the cabinet.

Originally, I was going to leave this hairpin to my master, but since I met Xichen, it means that the two of us are still destined to be together, so I decided to give it to her.

Ye Qian'an put on the aura very skillfully, and said seriously: "Xichen, this is the only thing I can give you. Keep it well and don't lose it. Do you understand?"

"Yeah, thank you, Brother Ye."

Jiang Xichen took out some precious herbs from his storage bag. If they were placed in the mortal world, these herbs would be treasures. But now in the world of cultivation, they are relatively common.

Currently, Jiang Xichen is only an outer disciple of Qingyun Sect, so naturally he has no access to more advanced precious herbs. He can only take some herbs that are not available in the mortal world and give them to Brother Ye Qian'an.

"Brother Ye... I have to leave. The sect has a rule that all disciples who leave must return within three days. So if my father and mother ask about this one day, please don't tell them that I'm back."

Tears glistened in Jiang Xichen's eyes. She bit her lips gently, trying hard not to let the tears fall.

Ye Qian'an looked at Jiang Xichen, his eyes full of reluctance, but he could only nod heavily. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. But you must take good care of yourself during this twenty years of absence."

Jiang Xichen held back her tears and smiled. "Brother Ye, you have to be well too. When I come back, maybe everything will be different."

After saying that, Jiang Xichen turned around and walked away slowly with heavy steps.

Ye Qian'an looked at her back, with mixed feelings in his heart. He knew that from this moment on, the days of waiting had begun. As the days passed, Ye Qian'an often thought of Jiang Xichen. He kept his promise and did not tell her parents that she had returned.

Jiang Xichen's parents still lead an ordinary life, but occasionally wonder when their daughter will return.

Ye Qian'an silently prayed for Jiang Xichen, hoping that everything would go well for her in the sect.

He also tried to make himself stronger during this long wait, because he knew that when Jiang Xichen appeared again in 20 years, he would greet her in the best condition.

Time flies, and the originally noisy streets have obviously become much quieter. At the same time, over the past five years, a large number of cultivators have appeared in Hua Wuguo's country. During this period, many people from the outer city left to avoid suspicion.

Only a few people were unwilling to leave and continued to live here.

While he was turning the abacus, the sound of wind chimes was heard and the door of the shop was pushed open. A burly young man leaned forward cautiously to take a look.

"Now that you're here, come in, little brat. Your father will spank you again then."

The young man at the door walked in with a smile, scratched his head and said, "Uncle Ye, please don't tell my father. My father has a bad temper. If he knew that I didn't go to school, he would definitely beat me to death."

Ye Qian'an smiled slightly. This little guy looked exactly like Jiang Xichen back then.

Before I knew it, I had been here for fifteen years. I didn’t know how Qingxuan Sect was doing now. Perhaps it was still practicing hard as usual.

During the past fifteen years, Ye Qian'an witnessed the deaths of many mortals, which touched his heart. He gradually came to understand death, and gained insights from it, which enabled him to break through to the Mahayana realm.

Although cultivators have long lifespans, they will also face the five signs of decay and can even never escape the fate of death.

Only if one can become the master of this world and live as long as the sky, only then can one achieve immortality.

Jiang Chen jumped into Ye Qian'an's arms with a smile, "Uncle, my father said that I have a sister who is an immortal. Is that true?"

Ye Qian'an lowered his eyebrows, rubbed Jiang Chen's head, and replied: "Your sister is indeed a cultivator."

“It’s actually true.”

Jiang Chen blinked his lively eyes. He didn’t expect that he actually had a sister who cultivated immortality. Would he be able to become an immortal in the future?

"Uncle." Jiang Chen raised his head and looked at Ye Qian'an in front of him, "Can I become an immortal in the future?"

"It takes opportunity to become an immortal. If there is a chance in the future, you can do it, but are you willing to become an immortal?"

Jiang Chen pouted, thought for a moment, and replied, "Of course I have thought about it, but I'm not sure if I can succeed. I heard from my father that all cultivators need opportunities. Back then, my sister was spotted by the Qingyun Sect's Immortal Master by chance and was taken to the Qingyun Sect."

"But, I also want to cultivate immortality, but I still can't bear to leave my parents at home, so I'd better stay here. When I grow up, I can marry a wife and live a happy life. Isn't it wonderful?" (End of this chapter)