After Becoming the Hero's Ex-fiancée

After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée Chapter 113

The Return Journey (3)

Zheng Wan also looked outwards with wide eyes; mountains roamed past unhurriedly, with a gap appearing only once in about ten thousand miles. Bai Ling sat down next to her. She was naturally gentle and brisk, and said, “I’ve seen you before.”

“Oh?” Zheng Wan was surprised, “When?”

“Once, when I passed by the city’s jade wall, I saw you leading three mortals away, shedding tears as you walked. I happened to see you then.” Bai Ling smiled. “I seldom see cultivators cry, so I took a few more looks.”

“......Oh.”

Zheng Wan gave an embarrassed smile, “Some things had indeed happened that day.”

She did not explain, and Bai Ling also did not ask. The boat passed through a gap, and in just a day, it went over vast mountains, through the wilderness, and finally, in the final fall, the date boat landed.

It was white in the east; daybreak was gradually dawning as a round red sun rose from the east.

The young cultivators got off the boat excitedly. Zheng Wan, however, glanced back; Qing Shuang followed her line of sight—the group from Guixu Sect were currently heading over in formation—and couldn’t help saying, “Oh, this is also customary. Yuqing Sect’s combat power is the weakest, so when we return to the sect, Guixu Sect would follow behind and see us off.”

“Why the Guixu sect?”

“Ah, tsk, I’d forgotten to mention, our Yuqing Sect and Guixu Sect are only separated by the Qing’an River, so it’s on the way.”

Zheng Wan gave an “Oh” in reply and jumped off the date boat.

“Eldest Senior Brother, are you still not going?”

The young cultivators were already excitedly heading for the mountain gate. Qing Shuang reached out and pointed, storing the date boat back into his infinity pouch bag before following them, “Let’s go.”

Cui Wang withdrew his sight, then, in an instant, the sword that was still moving leisurely a moment ago rose in a flash to its fastest speed, cutting through the sky with a clear whistle, crossed the Qing’an River, and landed in front of Guixu Sect.

“Greetings, Zhenjun.”

The disciple guarding the gate hastily lowered his head.

Only when his identification jade was already checked did the others who were leading the newly admitted disciples arrive, all out of breath, then went to the gate to register one by one.

Cui Wang glanced back.

“I’ll leave the rest up to you.”

“Yes, yes, please do as you wish, Zhenjun.”

The Guixu Sect disciples only dared to lift their heads after he left. The gatekeeping disciple looked at their sweaty, silent faces and laughed, “What’s wrong? Got punished?”

“What are you talking about?”

Watching the newly recruited young disciples pass through the gate obediently one by one, someone said, “For some reason, Li Wei Zhenjun’s aura seemed to be somewhat turbulent since this morning, it was so scary!”

“Hasn’t he always been like that?”

“It’s different, it’s definitely different,” that person scratched his head. “I can’t quite say what it is, anyway, it’s like... Ah, right, like a volcano that’s about to erupt, but can’t. Something like that.”

“This is not how you tell a lie,” the gatekeeping disciple waved his hand, motioning for all the young disciples to pass, “That’s Li Wei Zhenjun, I can still believe you if you say he’s an ice mountain, but a volcano? Pah! Go, go, go, all of you!”

Cui Wang walked up Xuanqing Peak quietly. He didn’t use any spells, and was only relying on his feet to scale the land underneath. This was also how he scaled the peak the first time he came.

His Master had told him that if his heart was disturbed, it could be calmed by planting his feet on solid ground, walking up the mountain earnestly from its base to its summit.

However, his Master did not tell him what he should do if his heart was still not calm by the time he got to the top.

Cui Wang walked for the entire day, and most of the night—only when the moon was in the middle of the sky did he reach the top once more. He had already lost count of how many trips he had made up and down. The moonlight overhead was as clear as water; his white robe was stained with dew, and he actually felt a deep chill.

“Life is like an adverse journey, one should stay away.”

Cui Wang turned around again and went down Xuanqing Peak step by step.

“Little Wangwang, are you planning to find that Xin Yi Zhenjun to remake that seal again? What use does that paper-like seal have!

“It can’t be that you’re never going to see the little miss again, right? My Cui family’s long bloodline ahhh… it’s going to end here… boo hoo hoo…”

“......”

The crescent moon behind him cast down a clear brilliance, covering the ground with a hazy veil, like a shadow of a departed person.