People in Doupo: Unparalleled Talents Actually Bring a System

Now, the Soul Clan's secret plans are gradually coming to light, and a wave that is enough to stir up the world is likely to come in the near future.

Under such circumstances, if one could obtain some inside information about the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, it would undoubtedly be of considerable help to future plans.

After a moment, Feng Qing'er nodded thoughtfully. Then, she looked up at Xiao Ling again, her eyes full of determination and tenderness, and said softly:

"Since you think Qing'er's return to the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan will be beneficial to many matters, then Qing'er will do as you say. After Qing'er returns, I will definitely sort everything out and work hard to gain a place in the clan. I will definitely not disappoint you. In the future, if there is any news or movement in the clan, Qing'er will also inform you as soon as possible. I just hope I can help you a little."

As Feng Qing'er spoke, she held Xiao Ling's hand tightly, as if silently conveying her feelings.

Seeing Feng Qing'er being so well-behaved, sensible and considerate, Xiao Ling couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

Although with his current abilities, providing cultivation resources to support Feng Qing'er alone is not a very difficult task.

But if Feng Qing'er can not only steadily improve her own strength, but also assist Xiao Ling himself in her own way, that would naturally be perfect.

Of course, Xiao Ling is meticulous and will naturally make many preparations for Feng Qing'er in advance.

After all, her return to the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan this time, with such a huge change in strength, would inevitably arouse suspicion from other members of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan. It would be bad if many twists and turns arose as a result.

Therefore, Xiao Ling planned to sort things out carefully and prepare excuses for Feng Qing'er to deal with various situations as well as some objects that could prove her chance, so that she could return to the clan smoothly and gain a foothold in the clan, without falling into trouble due to the groundless suspicion of others.

Afterwards, Xiao Ling and Feng Qing'er carefully rehearsed the various inquiries and situations that Feng Qing'er might face after returning to the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan.

The two of them discussed their countermeasures seriously, and after careful consideration, they finally came up with corresponding responses that were enough to deal with those possible situations.

After making this initial preparation, Xiao Ling used his natal talisman to carefully create a special storage item for Feng Qing'er.

Looking at this object alone, it looks like just an ordinary necklace, with nothing special about it. To outsiders, it is just an ordinary ornament, and there is no way to explore its interior.

However, Feng Qing'er and Xiao Ling were able to sense that there was another corresponding space hidden in this seemingly ordinary necklace, and they could store all kinds of items in this space at will.

In this way, even if Feng Qing'er returns to the Tian Yao Huang clan and faces inspection by the clan members, if there are things like the pills that Xiao Ling refined for Feng Qing'er that are not suitable to be taken out, she can safely put them into this special storage space.

Moreover, inside this seemingly ordinary necklace, Xiao Ling also carefully imprinted a small teleportation array.

Feng Qing'er can not only use it to pass some items like letters to Xiao Ling, but also facilitate the two of them to communicate with each other.

More importantly, at the critical moment of encountering danger, Feng Qing'er can activate the teleportation array at the cost of losing the necklace to perform a long-distance fixed-point teleportation. In this way, even if she is in danger, she can escape from danger and protect herself.

In order to ensure that Feng Qing'er would have enough time to push the necklace for teleportation when she encountered danger, he even considerately gave Feng Qing'er a semi-saint-level puppet and several high-level Dou Zun-level puppets, so that when danger came, they could buy time for Feng Qing'er and give her time to activate the necklace for space teleportation.

Seeing how thoroughly Xiao Ling had made preparations to help her deal with various emergencies, Feng Qing'er was moved like a surging tide. Her eyes turned red and tears welled up in them.

She could no longer hold back, and sat up again, holding Xiao Ling's hand tightly, her eyes full of affection and gratitude, her voice trembling slightly, and she began to repay his kindness with all her might.

Seeing Feng Qing'er so affectionate and excited, Xiao Ling naturally would not do anything tactless to interrupt this warm atmosphere.

He just looked at Feng Qing'er quietly, his eyes full of doting, allowing Feng Qing'er to express her feelings to her heart's content, and willingly accepted her sincere and warm gratitude.

After the two of them had some tenderness with each other and prepared everything, Feng Qing'er planned to set off first.

Xiao Ling followed Feng Qing'er closely, watching her step into the void and slowly go away into the distance.

Feng Qing'er's figure was getting farther and farther away, but she couldn't help but look back frequently, looking at Xiao Ling standing on the attic, her eyes full of reluctance.

She knew in her heart that after this farewell, the days ahead would be full of uncertainties, and she didn't know how long it would take before she could see Xiao Ling again.

Xiao Ling looked at Feng Qing'er's receding back, and although he felt a little reluctant, he knew very well that this separation was for a better reunion, so he did not say anything to keep her.

He always believed that after this separation, when they met again, both of them would have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Chapter 589 Departure

Deep in the Xingyun Pavilion, a jade-built attic stands quietly. On the green jade table in the room, a cloud-patterned chessboard is dotted around, and two figures are sitting opposite each other across the table.

The man in white was holding a white jade bead between his fingertips, his sleeves moving without wind. It was Yao Chen.

The man opposite was wearing a moon-blue robe with wide sleeves, and the black spot on his fingertips was about to fall. It was the leader of Xingyun Pavilion, Feng Xian.

At this moment, a slight spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared in the attic. Yao Chen and Feng Xian, who were playing chess, stopped their games at the same time and looked up at the source of the movement. They saw the void wrinkled slightly like spring water, and a slender figure slowly stepped out from the ripples.

The man who came in stood with his hands behind his back. It was Xiao Ling, who had just sent Feng Qing'er off.

Xiao Ling stood still, nodded slightly to the two of them, raised a slight smile at the corner of his lips, and greeted them: "Master Yao, Master Feng."

Feng Xian looked at his calm demeanor and couldn't help but smile and shake his head, "How come you have the time to come and see us two old men today? Is there something else you want to discuss?"

Xiao Ling nodded slightly and said, "I heard that the Hua Sect is going to hold a handover ceremony for the next Sect Leader, and has also invited our Xingyun Pavilion. I have been a little idle these days, and I want to go out for a walk. Moreover, I have heard of the reputation of the Hua Sect for a long time, so I will take this opportunity to go and see the style of one of the two sects."

"So this is what you are talking about. I have also heard a little bit about the handover ceremony of the Hua Sect's leader." Yao Chen nodded suddenly and touched his chin with his fingertips. "According to the nature of the Hua Sect, such things are never done in a big way. I don't know what is going on. This time it is a bit unusual."

"Haha, I have heard some news about this situation."

At this time, Feng Xian also took over and said,

"I heard from some sources that the invitation to the sect leader handover ceremony was sent out by their Hua Sect's acting sect leader. But I seem to have heard that the Hua Sect's acting sect leader is not the first choice to take over the position of Hua Sect's sect leader. As for the inside story, I don't know much about it."

He paused, tapped the chessboard with his fingertips, then looked in Yao Chen's direction with a somewhat inexplicable look, and said jokingly: "But if we talk about Hua Zong——"

When he said this, Feng Xian's voice suddenly became more mischievous, "Old fellow Yao Chen knows a lot. If he could let go of his pride, Hua Sect and Xingyun Pavilion would have been relatives long ago, and he would not have been defeated by Han Feng, the evildoer, and ended up in such an embarrassing situation, haha..."

Being teased by Feng Xian, Yao Chen's face twitched slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally, and he coughed awkwardly: "Xiao Ling, don't listen to this old guy's nonsense, it's all old stuff from many years ago..."

His fingertips unconsciously stroked the chess pieces, his eyes drifted to the swaying bamboo shadows outside the window, and his voice gradually became lower, "Besides... there is nothing to mention about what happened back then. I was just confused at the time..."

Feng Xian couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw Yao Chen in such an awkward state. Even though Yao Chen on the opposite side kept signaling him to stop with his eyes, he pretended not to see it.

Seeing this, Xiao Ling naturally understood what Feng Xian was talking about. After all, Yao Chen had left behind many debts of love in Zhongzhou. Within the Hua Sect, there was a Green Fairy whose strength reached the semi-saint level, and she was an old acquaintance of Yao Chen.

It's just that in order to carefully teach Han Feng to grow up, Yao Chen made up his mind to reject several confidantes including the Green Fairy. Now that he was teased by Feng Xian, he had no way to refute and could only bear it.

While the two of them were laughing and joking, they didn't forget their business.

"Since you want to go, then go ahead. The Hua Sect has a profound foundation and is filled with powerful people. If you can make some friends with them, it will be quite beneficial to the development of the Xingyun Pavilion."

Yao Chen really had no way to deal with Feng Xian, his old partner, so he could only shake his head helplessly and turn to look at Xiao Ling:

"But, are you going to Hua Zong alone this time, or are you going to take Xian'er and the others with you?"

Xiao Ling gently stroked his chin with his fingertips, his eyes slightly lowered as if he was pondering, and after a moment he raised his eyes and said:

"I think it won't be too much trouble to go to Huazong this time. Besides, with my current cultivation level, I have ways to deal with it even if I really encounter some difficult problems. Bringing Xian'er and the others with me can only be regarded as a sightseeing trip. However, they are all in seclusion to break through the realm. If I disturb them rashly, I am afraid it will delay their progress in cultivation. So there is no need for that. I can go by myself."

What Xiao Ling said was not empty talk. Xiao Yixian and Qing Lin were indeed practicing in seclusion at the moment, so he naturally couldn't disturb them casually.

What's more, there was another reason. This time he went to Hua Sect, ostensibly to attend the banquet for the handover of the sect leader, but actually he wanted to meet his two old lovers.

If he took Xiao Yixian and the others with him, Xiao Ling would not feel awkward at that time. It would be better to let them practice well in Xingyun Pavilion. As for the affairs of Hua Zong, let Xiao Ling handle it himself.

"That's true. I also sensed earlier that the two girls had reached a critical point in their cultivation, and it's really not appropriate to disturb them." Yao Chen nodded, tapping the jade table with his fingertips, "I prepared some cultivation resources earlier and sent them to the two girls. Now it seems that those things have come in handy."

While Yao Chen and Xiao Ling were discussing quietly, Feng Xian had come back to his senses from his laughter. After hearing what the two were talking about, he immediately spoke:

"Xiao Ling, I see that it will be boring for you to go to the Flower Sect alone. Why not take Mu Qingluan with you? She has been quite free lately anyway. If she goes out with your senior brother, she can not only keep you company on the road, but also give you a chance to see the world."

Xiao Ling was startled at first, then he lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then raised a slight smile at the corner of his lips, nodded slightly and said:

"Since Elder Feng has made this arrangement, I can just take my junior sister with me when I set out. Going alone this time, it is inevitable that I will feel a little lonely on the road. Having my junior sister as a companion can add some life to the journey and make it less boring."

The three of them chatted for a while and discussed some trivial matters, and then Xiao Ling planned to set off.

He had no intention of staying here any longer, so he waved his hand at Yao Chen and Feng Xian, and said with a smile, "Old Yao, Old Feng, I'm leaving first. You two continue playing chess, and I won't disturb your interest."

"Well, be careful on the road. If there is an emergency, just crush my space jade slip and I will come." Yao Chen chuckled and nodded, his fingertips casually brushing over the chess pieces, "I'll take care of everything."

Feng Xian also smiled and waved his hand: "With the reputation of Xingyun Pavilion and your reputation, I don't think anyone would dare to point fingers at you. But you should be careful and cautious in everything. It's never a bad thing."

In response to the two people's instructions, Xiao Ling whispered "I know", then waved to Yao Chen and Feng Xian again, then turned around and walked out of the attic.

The wooden stairs made a light sound under his feet and soon disappeared at the end of the winding bamboo corridor.

Yao Chen and Feng Xian looked at the young man's departing back for a long time before they looked away.

The two looked at each other, Feng Xian had already picked up a white piece with his fingertips, and tapped it lightly on the jade table: "It's your turn."

Yao Chen looked at the black and white pieces interlaced on the chessboard, suddenly chuckled, and picked up the black piece and placed it down.

The chess game, which had just been interrupted, was re-started, as if all the jokes and instructions had been put away in the chess pot. Only the breeze outside the bamboo curtains remained, gently turning the pages of the unclosed ancient book on the corner of the desk...

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After leaving the attic, Xiao Ling tiptoed and flew towards the training ground of Xingyun Pavilion disciples like the wind.

Normally, Mu Qingluan, as the eldest senior sister, always supervises her disciples in their training here. At this moment, with the setting sun shining, the bluestone square must be filled with people sweating profusely.

Xiao Ling's figure turned into a rainbow of light, and he swept across the mountains like a dragon.

The flying eaves, brackets, and vermilion-painted corridors of the Xingyun Pavilion beneath your feet turned into flowing ink shadows in the twilight. The curls of smoke rising from the green bricks and black tiles were crushed by the wind and turned into tiny streams of light that receded backwards.

As the distance got closer, I could gradually hear the low shouts of the disciples practicing their skills, like thunder rolling through the valley, mixed with the clear sounds of weapons clashing, echoing one after another on the mountain path.

After passing two peaks covered with pine trees, the view suddenly opened up. In front of us was a bluestone square as smooth as a grindstone. The sunset dyed the stone surface amber.

More than a hundred disciples formed a neat square formation, the flashes of swords and shadows of sabers intertwined into a web in the twilight, and the energetic energy generated by their punches and kicks made the flags on the side of the road flutter.

On the high platform in the center of the square, a moon-white figure stood with his hands behind his back, his sleeves half lifted by the evening breeze. It was none other than Mu Mu Qingluan, the senior sister of Xingyun Pavilion.

Her fingertips gently tapped the jade flute at her waist, and her eyes swept across the ranks like lightning. Occasionally, she spoke out to correct a disciple's moves. Her clear voice, mixed with the cries of returning birds in the sky, echoed in the ears of these disciples.

Xiao Ling looked at Mu Qingluan standing on the high platform with her hands behind her back. Seeing that her aura was restrained yet she had a sense of majesty, a hint of approval flashed across his eyes and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

"This girl, from this perspective, looks a bit like the eldest sister of Xingyun Pavilion."

Thinking of this, he slowed down his body and fell from the sky like a fallen leaf. The hem of his clothes was stretched by the air flow, drawing a soft arc in the air.

Although the disciples on the square sensed the movement coming from the clouds, they still maintained their moves without looking away, and the rhythm of wielding swords and spears was not disrupted at all. Only a few pairs of young eyes secretly glanced upwards, and saw an indigo figure piercing through the sunset, falling with a faint star-like light, but it was difficult to see the figure inside.

Mu Qingluan noticed the movement almost instantly. She twirled the jade flute at her fingertips and swept her eyes across the sky like lightning.

When she sensed the familiar breath, her usually cold face suddenly showed a smile, the corners of her eyes curved into crescents, and she quickly raised her hand and waved in the direction of Xiao Ling, with a bit of excitement in her voice: "Senior Brother!"

Before he finished his words, Xiao Ling had already landed steadily on tiptoe beside her, and the breeze he brought with him brushed the strands of hair on her temples.

When Mu Qingnuan turned around, she happened to meet the smile in his eyes. She couldn't help but feel her ears slightly hot, and she murmured in her heart,

"Brother, you actually came to me on your own initiative. Is there something you want to tell me? But when I get closer, you are still so handsome..."

"Junior sister, I will be invited to Hua Sect to attend the Sect Master's handover ceremony. Earlier, Elder Feng suggested that I take you with me. You pack your things and we will set off later."

Standing still, Xiao Ling raised his hand and gently smoothed the few strands of hair that were messed up by the evening breeze on Mu Qingnuan's forehead behind her ears. With a gentle smile on the corner of his lips, he spoke softly.

Mu Qingnuan listened to Xiao Ling's words, her fingertips gently grasping the material of his cuffs, a smile still in her eyes, until he called her "Junior Sister" in a gentle voice, she came back to her senses from her slightly drunken thoughts.

She raised her face, her eyelashes casting tiny afterimages in the twilight. She quickly loosened her fingertips and put them behind her back as if nothing had happened. She responded crisply, "Brother, I know! Let's set off without further ado. I've never been to Huazong before, so this is a good opportunity to broaden my horizons!"

As he spoke, he remembered something, and his ears felt slightly hot, but he still raised his chin and smiled slyly, "But let me make a deal first, you can't just focus on the scenery on the way, you have to teach me a few new fighting skills."