Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Immortal Severing Hall.

Bang bang bang!!!!

Zhuang Jie slammed the table, making loud banging sounds!!

"It's rebellion, rebellion!!"

"Leaving home for more than half a year, and not even contacting me, her father!!"

"Humph!! Chasing after someone to Glazed Ground, what kind of behavior is that!!"

Zhuang Jie only found out at this moment that Zhuang Xiaomeng had gone to Glazed Ground without telling him.

The key point is that Qin Gang told him this news.

Yan Chuan, who was at the side, held his teacup and smiled without saying a word.

However, the man could very well understand Zhuang Jie's mood at this time.

Although Xiao Chen was good in all aspects, he already had a wife with a spiritual root.

Zhuang Xiaomeng's actions… her posture was simply too low.

The only daughter of a Golden Immortal Eighth Realm powerhouse, lowering herself so much to pursue a man, if this were to spread, where would Zhuang Jie's face be put??

Yan Chuan looked at Zhuang Jie, who was extremely angry, and said softly.

"Do you want to let Baili make a trip to Glazed Ground to bring the girl back?"

Zhuang Jie was silent for a moment, then sighed helplessly.

"Forget it, it's good for her to go out and see more."

"Let her know how ugly people's hearts and human nature are outside of the Immortal Severing Hall."

Yan Chuan frowned and thought for a moment, but still didn't say anything to comfort him.

He heard the man's helpless voice in his ear.

"Sigh… it's still because I protected her too well."

"Back then, she secretly ran out and was targeted by villains, and Xiao Chen risked his life to save her at a critical moment."

"I didn't expect that a seed would be planted in the little girl's heart."

Yan Chuan smiled upon hearing this.

"If it weren't for Xiao Chen back then, who knows what would have happened later."

"So… I don't think there's anything wrong with this."

Zhuang Jie looked at Yan Chuan and frowned, whispering.

"Xiao Chen is indeed not bad, he's good in all aspects."

"But no matter what, I, Zhuang Jie's precious daughter, will not agree to her being someone's concubine!!"

Zhuang Jie's face was twitching unconsciously, which showed how unwilling he was in his heart.

Yan Chuan picked up his teacup and said softly.

"I asked Baili Daochang, Xiao Chen's wife with a spiritual root is his second brother's younger sister, named Ye Qing'er."

"Anyway, in Xiao Chen's own words, that woman is good in every way, except that her cultivation realm is still relatively low, and he was forced to ascend first."

Speaking of this, Yan Chuan paused slightly, and looked at Zhuang Jie with a meaningful smile.

"Time."

"If there is no strong person to assist them, it will be as difficult as ascending to the heavens for cultivators with poorer talent to ascend from the Spirit Realm to the Immortal Realm!!"

Zhuang Jie's eyes flickered.

"Oh? What do you mean…"

Yan Chuan chuckled.

"Ascension…"

"In the Spirit Realm, it may not be possible for anyone to ascend to the Immortal Realm in three or five years."

"Those who can ascend are either geniuses of the Spirit Realm, or old monsters who have been accumulating for thousands of years."

Zhuang Jie shook his head helplessly.

"Do you think those few guys wouldn't have considered these things before ascending?"

Yan Chuan sneered.

"So what if they prepared? The path of cultivation is not something that can be improved with resources alone."

"If that were really the case, so many cultivators wouldn't have died under the Reincarnation Tribulation."

"And no one would have been stuck in a bottleneck for thousands of years."

Zhuang Jie waved his hand impatiently.

"Sigh, let's talk about it later."

The man sighed, at the age of twenty-something, it was the time when love was just beginning to blossom.

Having not experienced the dangers of the world, nor the precipitation of long years.

Her heart was as clear as a snow lotus on a snow mountain, full of curiosity and novelty about everything.

Constantly blocking her will only stimulate her curiosity, it's better to let her feel the world like this.

Yan Chuan laughed loudly when he saw this.

"You, you, to put it bluntly, don't you still think Xiao Chen is not bad at heart?"

Zhuang Jie snorted coldly and didn't speak, but when he heard this name, he felt an inexplicable fire in his heart.

"Alright, alright, come with me to see how the disciples under our sect have been cultivating recently."

"The three sects' sparring and exchange is really useful, and now these arrogant little guys have all been subdued."

Crack crack.

Zhuang Xiaomeng didn't sleep all night, just hugged her shoulders and watched the bonfire all night.

She didn't know what she was thinking in her mind.

Just as the sky was dawning, Zhuang Xiaomeng couldn't wait to leave the Black Stone Forest.

In the original cave, the long dress and futon spread on the ground were not taken away.

"Huff… I can finally leave that stinky cave."

Whoosh!!

After flying in the air for several hours, Zhuang Xiaomeng saw a huge city in the distance.

Surrounded by mountains, there were pavilions and towers on several mountains, and the clouds and mist were so beautiful.

Whoosh!!!

Frostflow City.

Zhuang Xiaomeng murmured the name on the ancient plaque, and couldn't wait to fly towards Frostflow City.

As soon as she arrived at the gate, she was stopped by the guarding cultivator of the city gate.

"Hey, hey, hey! This girl, you haven't paid the city entrance fee yet!!"

Zhuang Xiaomeng frowned slightly.

"What city entrance fee?"

"Do I have to pay to enter your city?"

The man in black armor frowned slightly, his tiger eyes staring at Zhuang Xiaomeng's pure and lovely face with a look of doubt.

"This tone, this temperament…"

"Could she be the direct daughter of a large clan in the city?"

"Or is she the apple of the eye of a large force who came to Frostflow City to play?"

The man hesitated, but the woman in front of him really gave him a feeling of fearlessness.

"But those people… how could they walk through the city gate?"

The man really couldn't figure out what was going on.

Zhuang Xiaomeng's two sentences were full of incredulity, as if she found it incomprehensible that he was charging her a city entrance fee.

The man adhered to the principle of doing less is better than doing more, and raised his hand to hand a identity jade token to Zhuang Xiaomeng with both hands.

Zhuang Xiaomeng frowned slightly, took the jade token with some doubts, and heard the voice of the guarding cultivator.

"If you send your aura into the jade token, you can view the city map, etc., and it can also be used to register your identity."

Zhuang Xiaomeng said oh and turned to leave.

Sending in a wisp of immortal essence, Zhuang Xiaomeng randomly gave herself a name, looked at the map of Frostflow City, and went straight to a decent restaurant.

As the little princess of the Immortal Severing Hall, Zhuang Xiaomeng is definitely a rich woman.

Spoiled and pampered, she really couldn't bear the place where she rested being too simple.

However, just after entering the city and walking a few steps, a dark and thin middle-aged man slowly walked out of the shadow of the city wall.

His viper-like eyes stared at Zhuang Xiaomeng's back, and his thin lips raised slightly.

"Another fat sheep."

Zhuang Xiaomeng didn't notice this at all, all her mind was on the various snacks on the street.

Zhuang Xiaomeng was like a child brought to the market by her parents, buying a little bit from each stall.

But she didn't have any ordinary gold and silver, even if she bought a piece of flower cake, she gave people a first-order immortal crystal.