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

Dijun Wan smiled nonchalantly and changed the subject, "So what if a hundred years have passed? I'm afraid my temper can't be changed. However, your puppet technique is indeed exquisite, but I don't know if you can really shoulder the burden of Qingxuan Sect."

Ye Qian'an wiped the wine off his face. He didn't expect that Master Dijun Wan was still the same as before, and he had never thought of losing his virginity in this way.

"Forget it..." Emperor Junwan nodded and said with a smile: "I won't tease you anymore. Are you sure this puppet won't be discovered?"

Ye Qian'an said confidently: "Uncle Master, rest assured. Although this puppet has no independent consciousness, I have recorded a lot of knowledge about managing the sect and practicing methods into it. With the blessing of your essence and blood, it is enough to handle daily affairs. And with the assistance of the elders, Qingxuan Sect will be able to operate normally."

Lin Xuezhu nodded and said, "Master, this plan is feasible. If Master Dijun Wan can go with you to Dongsheng Shenzhou, it will be a great opportunity for your own cultivation. For Qingxuan Sect, it can also gain more powerful help in the future."

Dijun Wan pondered for a moment, and finally made up her mind, "In that case, I will go with you. But before I leave, I need to explain everything about the sect clearly, and let all the disciples know about this arrangement."

Ye Qianan stood up and said, "It should be so. Uncle Master, go and make the arrangements. I will stay at Qingjing Peak for a while to relive my past memories."

After Emperor Junwan left, Ye Qian'an strolled alone on the path of Qingjing Peak, and the scenes of practicing and playing with his fellow disciples in the past emerged one by one.

He came to the room where he used to practice. The layout of the room was still the same as before, but it was covered with dust.

Ye Qian'an waved his hand gently, and spiritual power swept past, dispersing the dust, revealing the familiar stone table and stone bench.

He sat on a stone bench, closed his eyes and concentrated, feeling the fluctuations of spiritual energy in this place. His determination to protect the people around him and explore the wider world became more and more firm.

Time flies, and two months passed in a flash.

Ye Qian'an opened his eyes. Now he is about to touch the realm of Daluo Jinxian. He believes that it won't take long before he can completely break through the realm of Daluo Jinxian.

But the only person that worried her the most was her master Leng Qianning.

It has been nearly a hundred years since we last saw each other, and I don’t know how my master is doing now.

This time he came back not only to take Xuezhu and Uncle Dijunwan with him, but more importantly, he wanted to find his own master.

I heard from my clone that Master once appeared in Xiniu Hezhou, but now I don’t know if she is still there.

After everything had been explained, Ye Qian'an took the two of them and rushed towards Xiniu Hezhou.

On the way, Di Junwan asked cautiously: "Xiao An'an, have you ever heard of the Liyue Fairy?"

"Liyue Fairy?"

Ye Qian'an was stunned and subconsciously looked at his uncle Dijun Wan beside him. The beautiful woman who saved him in Dongsheng Shenzhou that year emerged in his mind.

"Remember? What happened?"

Ye Qian'an asked curiously.

When Di Junwan saw that Ye Qian'an didn't know that she was his mother, she didn't tell him what had happened. Perhaps they would meet again soon.

The reunion at that time will surely be very exciting...

"It's okay, I just heard of the name of this fairy."

Emperor Junwan smiled slightly, then lay on the immortal sword, as if she had returned to the past, took off the wine gourd from her waist, and drank it headlong. Ye Qian'an shook his head and continued to fly the flying sword towards the direction of Xiniu Hezhou, while expanding his spiritual consciousness to find his master Leng Qianning.

With his realm of half-step to the Golden Immortal, it is not difficult for him to find someone. He only needs to spread his spiritual consciousness to cover the countries and sects within a radius of tens of millions of miles.

………………

Xiniu Hezhou, Sky Dynasty.

A figure rushed away into the distance like a startled wild goose, at such a speed that the night sky became silent. At the same time, there were several old men with white hair and beards chasing after her. Every collision would cause the void on both sides to bloom and change.

The woman's face was pale, and she was obviously seriously injured. But even so, she did not stop, because if she stopped, she would definitely die.

"Witch, you killed my son, pay for his life!"

The old man in the lead was furious and waved his hands wildly. Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, and a giant sword that was a hundred meters long pierced through the clouds and rushed towards Leng Qianning's position!

Leng Qianning did not dare to delay. She placed her fingers on her forehead and used the remaining power brought by her essence and blood to hit the immortal sword in the sky hard.

There was a loud bang!
The powerful shock wave spread wildly in all directions. Almost at the moment of contact, the area within a radius of dozens of miles instantly turned into scorched earth, with no sign of life at all.

Pfft!

Leng Qianning spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole breath instantly became weak, but in order to survive, he still used all his strength to rush away.

Several old men instantly blocked Leng Qianning's way. They spread out in a fan shape, trapping Leng Qianning in the middle.

Leng Qianning felt a chill in her heart and she stopped immediately, staring at the old men in front of her with a serious expression, knowing that it would be difficult to escape today.

"I didn't expect that the ancestor of the Sky Dynasty, who is at the Great Perfection of the True Immortal Realm, would actually come out of seclusion to hunt me down. I am really a little surprised."

The old man was furious and said, "Witch, you killed my son. I will destroy your cultivation and make you my furnace. I will let you die with all the tortures in the world!"

"That depends on whether you have the ability to do so."

The leading elder snorted coldly and formed a complicated seal with his hands. The other elders followed suit. In an instant, a huge spiritual power cage appeared out of thin air, enveloping Leng Qianning.

Leng Qianning tried to attack the cage, but was bounced back by a powerful force, causing the blood in her body to surge.

Then, the old men attacked again, and fierce spiritual attacks shot towards her like raindrops.

Leng Qianning was caught in a dilemma and soon her body was covered with wounds. She endured the severe pain and concentrated on dealing with it, but the old men's attacks continued and became more and more fierce.

One of the old men took advantage of her unpreparedness and launched a killing move. A black blade of light went straight to Leng Qianning's throat.

Leng Qianning dodged sideways, and the light blade brushed past her shoulder, bringing up a cloud of blood. She was also blown away by the force and fell heavily to the ground, dying.

At this time, her vision began to blur, and she could only vaguely see the old men slowly approaching. She was no longer able to fight, and her heart was filled with resentment and despair, waiting for the final fatal blow.

"Young man, do you really think that you can escape from us powerful men just by relying on your mid-stage True Immortal? That's just wishful thinking!" (End of this chapter)