Fairy, you call this repaying a debt of gratitude?

Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Perhaps unwilling to witness the scene of parting, Qin Yunshang quietly departed yesterday at the crack of dawn.

When Wen Jingxing returned from the Fuyou Sect, Shen Wei told him that the two of them would be leaving the next day.

Wen Jingxing suggested hosting a farewell banquet for the two, but Shen Wei immediately waved his hand and refused.

He decided that it would be better for them to keep a low profile when they left this time. Wen Jingxing thought about it and agreed. After all, Ye Qingci was still being hunted down by the immortal sects, so it was indeed inappropriate to make such a swaggering departure.

Finally, the day after Qin Yunshang left, the two quietly left Qingyun City on a frosty, chilly morning.

Before leaving, Shen Wei looked back at the city and felt a pang of emotion.

Their initial idea upon arriving here was simply to replenish their supplies, take a short rest, and then continue their journey.

Unexpectedly, the delays along the way led to a series of unexpected events here.

However, he didn't feel too much sadness at parting.

After all, once he has safely escorted Ye Qingci to the Yuheng Sect, he will return to Qingyun City to continue searching for Ji Lingyuan's whereabouts.

After leaving, since Ye Qingci had recovered from her injuries, the two were able to travel at full speed on their swords.

......

On the other side, at the border between Qingyun City and Tianchang City.

High in the sky, three people were riding on their swords.

"Senior sister... could you slow down a bit?"

Yu Tu was a little out of breath, after all, it was his first time going down the mountain, and traveling on a sword for such a long time was a first for him.

Therefore, I sometimes feel powerless.

"No, I've been delayed in my seclusion for so long. If I don't hurry on my way, I'm afraid I'll never see my master again."

Luo Yinghe glanced at Yu Tu, who was covered in sweat beside her, and showed disdain:

"If you can't hold on, go back to your sect now. You don't need to suffer with me."

But Yu Tu seemed oblivious to the disdain in Luo Yinghe's words, and continued to ask himself:

"But senior sister, even if we catch up, what then? You are only at the Nascent Soul stage now. After so much time has been wasted, your master must have already recovered to her full strength. You are no match for her."

"That's not within my consideration."

After saying that, Luo Yinghe clearly didn't want to listen to his rambling anymore. She immediately raised her hand and poured more powerful spiritual energy into the flying sword beneath her.

The sword's speed suddenly increased dramatically, transforming into a streak of light that left Yu Tu and Gu Hao far behind.

Yu Tu watched the figure disappear ahead and helplessly pursed his lips:

"Sigh... How can Senior Sister Luo have such a strange personality?"

Gu Hao twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling that both of them had strange personalities, but he still reminded Yu Tu.

"Junior Brother Yu, I advise you to avoid mentioning Junior Sister Luo's master in front of her, lest you needlessly upset her and make a fool of yourself."

"But I'm just a little curious."

Yu Tu paused for a moment.

"But I'm just a little curious."

Yu Tu scratched his head, looking puzzled, then paused and whispered:

"Master Qiu Jue used to preach in the sect every day. If you didn't understand something, you had to study hard and ask questions. I quite liked his lectures. It's a pity that he was killed by Senior Sister Luo's master. We can never hear his interesting lectures again."

Upon hearing this, Gu Hao also thought of Master Qiu Jue and immediately felt a little regretful.

Such a good person, yet he died by Ye Qingci's sword.

......

"Let the Myriad Souls Pavilion clean up this mess."

The woman in the Taoist robe, seated upright, spoke in a flat tone, devoid of any emotion.

"Our relationship with them is purely cooperative and mutually beneficial. Since they haven't done their job properly, we have no reason to clean up their mess."

"Deliver my message today."

"Yes."

Standing to one side, Leng Yue lowered her head and silently agreed, her expression respectful, without the slightest objection.

"Master, are we leaving? You've been planning and scheming here for so long..." Ji Lingyuan stood to the side, a hint of confusion in her eyes, and asked softly.

"What, are you still reluctant to leave this place?" The woman in the Taoist robe raised her eyes, her gaze falling on Ji Lingyuan, her tone carrying a hint of amusement.

Ji Lingyuan pursed her lips and remained silent.

She did have some mixed feelings, but it wasn't that she was reluctant to leave this place.

After all, she was in this small world, and no matter where she went, this world would not change in the slightest.

Seeing that Ji Lingyuan remained silent, she continued:

"I have indeed made many arrangements here. Although the cooperation with the Fuyou Sect has broken down, it will not affect the overall situation. This time I am leaving to meet an old friend."

"An old friend?" Ji Lingyuan was slightly taken aback. After thinking for a moment, she realized that with her master's mysterious and unpredictable identity, the old friend she was talking about must be no ordinary person.

At this moment, however, she had no interest whatsoever in the so-called old friends her master spoke of.

"Um?"

The woman in the Taoist robe nodded slightly, her gaze falling on Ji Lingyuan. She saw through Ji Lingyuan's thoughts at a glance, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

"I know what you're thinking. Don't worry, this meeting might just lead you to the person you've been longing to see."

The person Ji Lingyuan was thinking about was naturally Shen Wei.

When she ordered Leng Yue to follow Shen Wei last time, she specifically instructed Leng Yue to leave a trace of her own unique scent on him.

These past few days, she has been trying to sense where that spiritual energy is heading.

After observing them for these past few days, it's clear that their route is also heading towards Central Continent.

"Master, you're not lying to me, are you?"

"Hmm, it seems he's leaving you, but don't worry, I'll make sure you catch up with him..."

......

Shen Wei and Ye Qingci traveled at full speed for about two to three days. At this moment, they were already in Zhongzhou, and it seemed that they were only a day away from Yuheng Sect.

However, such full-speed travel puts a heavy strain on the body. Even though both of them have considerable cultivation levels, they still need to rest after several days of operating their spiritual energy at full capacity.

The two did not choose to stay in any city in the Central Continent, because the cities in the Central Continent were not under the control of the immortal sects like Qingyun City.

When the two passed through a city in Zhongzhou, they used their divine sense to explore the area and found that Ye Qingci's kill order was posted almost everywhere.

Adhering to the principle of avoiding trouble, and since the journey was only a day's journey anyway, the two casually found a secluded and dry natural cave in the wilderness to rest temporarily.

Shen Wei flashed and landed in the dense forest in front of the cave. He casually picked up some dry wood and turned back to the cave.

He raised his hand and waved it, a wisp of powerful spiritual energy quietly flowing into the wood. The wood instantly ignited with a warm flame, and the soft glow illuminated the entire cave.

Having done all this, Shen Wei had no more worries and casually lay half-reclined on the cold cave floor, his tense nerves relaxing slightly.

"You should rest for a while. My spiritual power is greater than yours, so I'll keep watch outside."

"OK."

With a Nascent Soul cultivator on guard outside, he had no need to worry about his safety. After saying this, he closed his eyes with peace of mind and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Qingci turned and walked out of the cave. She found a rock with a wide view not far from the cave entrance and sat down with her knees drawn up to her chest.

The long sword she carried was leaning against her knees, her fingertips resting on it, as if she were about to strike at any moment.