Chapter 179
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Chapter 179: Farewell
"Are you going to the sect?"
Wang Chen was astonished, for this meeting with Wei Xiong turned out to be a farewell.
Wei Xiong and Wei Lian exchanged glances, and the siblings nodded in unison.
To be precise, it wasn’t just the two of them heading to the sect.
They were to accompany Xie Yao from the Xie family to the Jiuyue Sect for cultivation.
This was the sect of Yunyang!
It was rumored that Xie Yao, with her exceptional talent, had been selected as a true disciple seed by the Jiuyue Sect long ago.
Once she broke through to open a house, she would immediately ascend to the sect!
Indeed, the Xie family had their own connections and foundation within the Jiuyue Sect.
Last year’s human hunting case caused a significant uproar, involving many Purple Palace families and severely damaging their vitality.
The Xie family only suffered minor losses, and that was not without reason!
As Xie Yao’s maid, this newly promoted Purple Palace cultivator presented Wei Lian with two options.
One was for Xie Yao to recommend Wei Lian to the inner sect of the Yunyang Sect, thereby ending their master-servant relationship.
The other was to follow her to the Jiuyue Sect.
Wei Lian chose the latter.
Since joining the Xie family, Wei Lian had received much care from Xie Yao.
Though they were master and servant, their bond was as close as sisters.
Xie Yao held Wei Lian in high regard, treating her as the closest confidante.
On this journey to the Jiuyue Sect, a hundred thousand miles away, with its vast influence and intricate internal dynamics, Xie Yao needed trustworthy companions.
Wei Lian could not refuse her invitation, both emotionally and logically.
Moreover, Xie Yao promised that after joining the Jiuyue Sect, she would seek elixirs to help Wei Xiong reshape his root bone.
This would enable Wei Xiong to embark on his journey of cultivation!
Thus, the siblings decided to follow Xie Yao, entrusting their lives to her.
“Brother Wei, Sister Wei Lian.”
Understanding the entire situation, Wang Chen sincerely felt happy for them: “Congratulations!”
The Jiuyue Sect is a renowned sect in the Mountain-Sea Realm, with a legacy of nearly ten thousand years, boasting two Yuan Infant true immortals, three hundred Golden Core true masters, and countless Purple Palace cultivators.
Moreover, the Jiuyue Sect has numerous branches, with the Yunyang Sect being just one of them.
It is said that the Jiuyue Sect even has a main sect in the upper realm!
For Xie Yao to ascend directly to her own sect is akin to stepping into the skies in one leap, and her future achievements are boundless.
For Wei Xiong and Wei Lian, as mortals, accompanying Xie Yao to the Jiuyue Sect represents a significant opportunity.
However, once they depart, it will likely be very difficult for Wang Chen to see them again.
With Wei Xiong’s bold and generous nature, even he felt a touch of melancholy at this moment.
As for Wei Lian, her emotions were even more profound.
Wang Chen smiled and said, “Brother Wei, Sister Wei Lian, the fact that we have met is already a great stroke of fate.”
“As long as fate allows, we will surely meet again someday!”
“Indeed!”
Wei Xiong laughed heartily: “Fate cannot be forced; I have been too attached to the moment.”
He grabbed the jar of wine and poured a full bowl for Wang Chen, himself, and Wei Lian: “Today, we won’t return until we’re thoroughly drunk!”
At this farewell feast, Wang Chen and Wei Xiong downed a total of ten jars of spiritual wine.
Even Wei Lian joined in, drinking several bowls herself.
Her delicate face flushed red, and her eyes brimmed with tears, as if she wanted to speak but hesitated.
Yet, no banquet in the world lasts forever.
No amount of wine could dissolve the sorrow of parting.
When Wang Chen returned home, seven parts drunk, he reclined in a chair in the front courtyard.
From his sleeve, he pulled out a five-colored silk pouch.
This had been secretly slipped to him by Wei Lian when they parted ways with the Wei siblings.
The pouch’s weaving was rather plain, and the embroidery was not particularly fine.
But it was undoubtedly stitched by Wei Lian’s own hands, one thread at a time.
Inside, Wang Chen found a safety charm.
The safety charm was not a true talisman; it was merely a token of good wishes, without any real power.
He carefully stored the silk pouch and the safety charm.
Gazing up at the scattered stars in the night sky, Wang Chen suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of loneliness.
"Yee-yee~"
At that moment, a fluffy little guy wriggled into his arms.
As he petted the adorable and well-behaved Yuan Yuan, Wang Chen couldn’t help but smile.
The lingering sadness of parting vanished in an instant!
Familiar faces had departed.
But life must go on.
Wang Chen quickly threw himself back into his daily cultivation, continuing to live a busy and fulfilling life.
Strangely, Xie Yao’s promotion within the sect caused no stir in the Yunyang Sect.
When he attended classes at Sunset Peak, he hadn’t heard a single mention of it.
This true disciple, who once held a high human presence in the Yunyang Sect, seemed to have faded into the past, vanishing from the memories of all.
Not only that, but the top ten new true disciples, including Zhao Huai’an, Xiao Hongyi, Lin Feng, Ye Junhao, and Qin Ge, who had once made a significant impact at the Nine Peaks Discussion, also seemed to have disappeared without a trace.
Wang Chen always felt that something was amiss, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.
He could only pretend not to notice.
As summer arrived, Wang Chen once again found himself in Peach Blossom Valley.
The peach trees in the valley were now heavy with fruit, each one transitioning from a pale green to a tempting red.
He bowed respectfully to Changchun and formed a sword gesture with his hands, channeling his energy.
Clang!
The Fire Crow Sword leapt from its sheath.
A streak of sword energy shot instantaneously towards the heavens!
Wang Chen focused intently, guiding the flying sword through the nine fundamental sword techniques.
He had practiced the nine moves of Sword Control countless times, achieving a level of mastery that was second to none.
Even with his eyes closed, he could execute them flawlessly!
Yet, Wang Chen did not allow himself to become complacent.
Using his intent as a guide and his spirit to control the sword, he maneuvered the Fire Crow Sword back and forth above the valley.
The brilliant sword energy surged in all directions!
After a while, he returned the flying sword to its sheath and bowed to Changchun once more: “Please guide me, Master.”
“Not bad,” said Changchun, sitting cross-legged on the rock, a hint of a pleased smile on his face. “Your sword has gained momentum.”
Compared to Wang Chen from a few months ago, his Sword Control had reached an entirely new level.
Changchun’s careful guidance had not been in vain!
“Next, you can learn the true flying sword techniques,” Changchun continued. “Start with Thunderbolt.”
Before Wang Chen could respond, he added, “I know you can’t provide five thousand spirit stones; that’s alright. You can go to Black Wind Cliff and bring me back a hundred pounds of spirit honey, and I will teach you the Thunderbolt sword technique.”
“But there’s a condition: you must obtain it with your sword; otherwise, no amount of spirit honey will be of any use!”
Wang Chen was momentarily stunned but quickly replied, “I will do my utmost!”
He understood Changchun’s meaning perfectly.
To obtain it with his sword meant he had to use his sword to get the spirit honey, rather than relying on other techniques.
Changchun was, in fact, giving Wang Chen a trial task to test his sword path!
Such a task was something Wang Chen could never refuse.
Otherwise, what would he still learn about swords?
“Go ahead,” Changchun said, waving his hand. “I will teach you the sword technique when you bring back the honey.”
He closed his eyes, his whole being seeming to blend with the surrounding heavens and earth.
There was no distinction between them.
Wang Chen bowed respectfully and then left Peach Blossom Valley.
