Fairy, you call this repaying a debt of gratitude?

After finishing their business, Wen Jingxing looked at Shen Wei earnestly as he was about to leave and made a suggestion:

"Brother Shen, why don't you and Fairy Ye move to the Wen residence? The turmoil is still ongoing, and there are hidden dangers everywhere. The Wen residence is heavily guarded. Staying here will not only ensure your safety, but it will also be more convenient to discuss important matters in the future."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wen Xuantong walked over quickly with a smile, approaching Wen Jingxing and echoing him repeatedly, his tone respectful and enthusiastic, unlike the harshness he had shown when they first met:

"Yes, Young Hero Shen, my mansion is very spacious. There is more than enough room for the two of you to stay. It will also allow us to properly express our hospitality and repay the kindness you showed in protecting the people of Qingyun City."

Perhaps exhausted from dealing with it, or perhaps feeling that the decision was indeed feasible, after Shen Wei asked Ye Qingci for his opinion and received a positive reply, the two moved to the Wen residence.

The Wen family mansion was large, but it was not as lively as ordinary wealthy families. Apart from Wen Xuantong's family, there were servants with their own duties and Wen Xuantong's unmarried uncle. There were no other relatives in the mansion.

Although Wen Xuantong's lineage is the main branch of the Wen family, most of the collateral branches of the clan have long since separated and are scattered in various cities of Cangying Continent, without interfering with each other.

In addition, Wen Xuantong's second wife died young, and he disliked taking concubines, so there were no female relatives or collateral branches in his household, which is naturally unlike the scheming and intrigue scenes in TV dramas.

This left Shen Wei somewhat bored, as the anticipated scene of showing off and getting slapped in the face was not going to happen.

In fact, Wen Jingxing and his sister Wen Yutang rarely returned to the Wen residence. When they were eight years old, they were found to have exceptional physique and outstanding talent.

He was then sent to the Fuyou Sect to cultivate, and grew up in the sect. He would only occasionally return to the Wen family residence in Qingyun City for a short stay during festivals or when the sect was not busy.

As for the Fuyou Sect, although Wen Jingxing was already disappointed with the actions of the sect's higher-ups, he did not completely break off relations under Wen Xuantong's persuasion and still maintained his status as a sect disciple.

These days, he occasionally returns to the Fuyou Sect to handle some of his duties, which can be considered as fulfilling his responsibilities as a disciple.

The rules within the Fuyou Sect are strict. Outer disciples are required to perform odd jobs and labor within the sect every day to hone their character and accumulate resources.

Inner disciples, on the other hand, have much more freedom. They can choose to take on training missions down the mountain to hone their combat skills and also get to know the sect's businesses in various places in advance, familiarizing themselves with the sect's operations and preparing for their future entry into the sect's management.

With Wen Jingxing's talent, he had the opportunity to fight hard for the position of a personal disciple and receive careful guidance from the sect elders. However, he has now completely lost heart towards the sect he once had high hopes for.

These words were spoken by Wen Jingxing after a few drinks when the two were chatting casually together.

Xu Yu was also there that day. After these events, Xu Yu's opinion of Shen Wei had changed completely. His previous contempt had vanished, replaced by deep respect.

Furthermore, among men, a few drinks can dispel any barriers, and the three of them became increasingly congenial.

"Since you have such talent, why don't you stay in the Fuyou Sect? With your talent, I think you might be able to change the Fuyou Sect in the future."

Shen Wei picked up his wine glass and asked softly.

Xu Yu nodded repeatedly in approval and echoed:

Brother Shen is absolutely right. Since we are dissatisfied with the despicable actions of those at the top, instead of simply running away, we should strive to climb to the top ourselves and personally change the Fuyou Sect, making it operate according to our ideals.”

Although these words sounded somewhat naive, carrying a touch of youthful arrogance and ignorance, they deeply touched Wen Jingxing.

"You're right. After this turmoil subsides, I will definitely focus on my cultivation and strive for a good ranking at the next Immortal Alliance Conference."

The three then clinked glasses to celebrate.

......

After finishing his drinks, Shen Wei returned to his room, which was right next to Qin Yunshang's guest room.

He lay down on the large bed that the maid had made for him, arms outstretched, looking quite comfortable.

"You went drinking again?"

Qin Yunshang pushed open the door and entered, carrying a piece of white cloth.

Shen Wei quickly sat up and saw her carrying a neatly folded piece of clothing as she approached. He quickly smiled and said, "I only had a little bit to drink. I won't get drunk."

Even if you don't get drunk, you should drink less in the future. I don't like it.

Qin Yunshang handed him the white fabric in her hand.

"Received." Shen Wei smiled as he took the fabric. The moment his fingertips touched it, he felt its delicate texture, clearly indicating that it was made of high-quality material.

"This is a dress I sewed for you myself. Try it on when you have some free time." Qin Yunshang's cheeks flushed slightly. "I still think you look better in white."

Shen Wei felt a warmth in his heart, looked down at the white robe in his hand, and softly replied, "Mm... okay."

Seeing that he agreed, Qin Yunshang smiled, gave him a few more instructions, and then turned and left.

Shen Wei clutched the white robe, lay back heavily on the bed, stared at the ceiling, and let his thoughts drift away.

On the demonic path, there seems to have been no further activity.

This news was mentioned by a disciple of Qingze Sect who came to thank him a few days ago.

They said that the Demonic Sect had retreated completely, and even the Fuyou Sect had made no further moves.

Instead, they sent out many disciples and funded the transfer of some people from the city to nearby villages and towns that had suffered losses from the war, to be responsible for the aftermath and to provide relief and support.

Everything seems to have settled down, but where is Ji Lingyuan...?

A sense of melancholy welled up in Shen Wei's heart; that belated longing became all the more vivid in the quiet night.

Speaking of things settling down, he thought of Ye Qingci again.

Now that this matter was over, he originally wanted Ye Qingci to leave on her own. After all, the turmoil was gradually subsiding, and the pursuers from the Shangqing Sect might arrive at any time. Keeping her by his side would only increase the risk.

Ye Qingci resolutely refused, saying that since she had accepted his spirit stones, she had to fulfill her promise and escort him to the Jade Balance Sect. She said that it would be fine to wait a few more days during this period.

This is so strange.

Furthermore, given that Ye Qingci had previously called out a name he used before, Shen Wei couldn't help but suspect that Ye Qingci might have already sensed something and even begun to doubt his true identity.

Shen Wei just couldn't understand it. Everyone had their own lives and their own paths to take.

They had only met briefly before, so was it really necessary to know who he was?

The former eldest son of the Lu family had long since died in the conflicts of the past.

All he wants now is to live peacefully under the name Shen Wei, far away from the troubles and entanglements of the past.

The name Shen Wei wasn't something he chose arbitrarily. It was the name of the first person he personally killed when he ventured into the martial world alone.

He encountered that person in a secluded realm, who offered to cooperate with him to explore the cultivation resources within. The person was shrouded in mystery, with a cold and hard face, and was only a few years older than him, suggesting a deep past.

Just as the two obtained the resources and were preparing to leave the secret realm, the man suddenly attacked them. Fortunately, the man was not very strong and was eventually killed by them.

Until he breathed his last, he knew nothing about Shen Wei except for that name. That person was really strange; he would rather die than reveal a single word.

Now that he had inherited the name, he thought that he should also bear its will.

"......"

Perhaps, the name Shen Wei was inherited from somewhere.

Sometimes it's better to be a little oblivious in life.