Fairies, please don't talk to me about love

"Senior Wei, I will leave this technique to you."

Wei Kun took the thin book of a dozen pages and found it a bit heavy.

"You and I can just call each other fellow Taoists."

Wei Kun pursed his lips and thought to himself, besides money, what else can I give him?

Meeting Ye Lingtian on this trip was a great opportunity for both her and Meng Wan, but she only gave him two hundred spiritual silvers. The two peerless skills might not be purchased with tens of thousands of spiritual silvers, let alone the special edition with the instructor's experience.

Moreover, he also helped the dandy young lady to transform. All the education masters in the clan were helpless with the young lady, but he changed the young lady in just over ten days, which was another favor.

Finally, she thought of something.

Looking at his wrist, the jade bracelet on it was glowing with a faint green light.

"Friend Ye, this is the spiritual weapon I have been carrying since I was a child - the Biqing bracelet. It is grade seven and can be recognized as the master by simply warming it with spiritual energy. It can withstand several attacks from the Spiritual Transformation Realm."

Ye Lingtian didn't hesitate to take the bracelet and put it on his wrist.

"Well, Fellow Daoist Wei, we'll meet again if we're lucky enough!"

The two bowed to each other.

...

The next day, just after dawn, Meng Wan took Wei Kun away from Fengxian City.

"Miss, are you really not going to say goodbye?"

"What's there to say goodbye to? Anyway, to him, I'm just a playful kid! He never cared about me!"

Meng Wan lowered her head and kept scolding Ye Lingtian.

At this time, Wei Kun gently handed the book written by Ling Tian last night to Meng Wan.

"This is the second half of the technique he wrote for you last night."

"I won't learn."

As she said this, she opened the first page of the technique.

It is filled with truths such as don't be too playful, don't trust others easily, and don't be too eager for quick success.

On the next page, after each line of obscure text, Ye Lingtian carefully added the meaning.

She skipped over them and turned to the last page.

"..."

The paper was soaked with tears. Meng Wan closed the book, rushed into Wei Kun's arms and burst into tears.

"Mr. Wei...I...I still..."

Wei Kun patted her on the back and comforted her:

"He's doing this for your own good. If you practice your skills well and become stronger, that will be the greatest reward for him. Sadness and separation are inevitable, but who says there won't be a day of reunion?"

"Stop! Give us the money and we can spare your lives!"

In warm moments, there are always some blind bugs that come out to disturb others.

Wei Kun still held Meng Wan in his arms and glanced in the direction where the sound came from. Between breaths, the only sound left was Meng Wan's sobbing.

"Miss, let's go home."

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"They left?"

He heard the voice before he saw the person, and then the door was opened directly, leaving Ye Lingtian, who was drawing a formation in the room, alone and embarrassed.

"Can't you knock first?"

Suddenly, Ye Lingtian was so frightened that the formation was drawn crookedly.

"Why are you knocking on the door? Oh? Master Ye is drawing the formation again."

Ye Lingtian wiped off the wet ink and continued to draw the formation, saying as he drew:

"Now that they're gone, I'll naturally have time to practice, right?"

Zhang Wan couldn't help but sigh after watching the entire painting formation.

Better than any professional she had seen.

Moreover, he drew a third-level training array, which means he has already stepped into the ranks of third-level array masters. Although he has not been recognized, he is definitely at this level.

"I won't disturb you from practicing. Remember to come to me if you have any questions."

Zhang Wan consciously took her leave.

. . .

A few days after Meng Wan left, Ye Lingtian practiced like crazy in the house. During this period, he truly felt what it meant to spend money like water.

The training resources for one day were comparable to what he had used in the previous six months.

His progress was indeed very fast. In just a few days, he had reached the middle stage of foundation building and had a chance of breaking through to the late stage.

However, all his resources had been squandered at this time, and even the two hundred spiritual silvers he had before could not last through these few days. In fact, the biggest reason was that he spent extra money to buy a lot of things, such as the cauldron and medicinal materials needed for alchemy, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone needed for drawing talismans, etc.

"It's time to go back."

Ye Lingtian asked the Zhang family where their clan leader lived, and then went there.

"Come in. Hmm? Are you done?"

Zhang Wan's originally indifferent expression disappeared instantly, and was replaced by...

“Wow, you’re in the middle stage of foundation building… your body is stronger too… not bad!”

Putting away her unscrupulous look, Zhang Wan showed a satisfied expression.

"Patriarch Zhang, I want to go back to the Ye family."

Zhang Wan's expression instantly restrained. She could tell that this was a serious matter.

"I want to get my parents' spirit tablet back from there."

Zhang Wan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that she was not going back to the Ye family.

Then, naturally, she asked to go along, citing her concern that he would be bullied.

But both of them knew that anyone in a high position would be suspicious of their confidants doing something to let them down.

Now, Ye Lingtian is her confidant.

Chapter 16 Goodbye

"Is it really okay for Patriarch Zhang to condescend like this?"

Zhang Wan made a gesture to keep quiet.

"Isn't it a bit inappropriate for the head of the family to visit rashly like this?"

"Too."

Walking on the familiar road, Ye Lingtian recalled every little thing from the past.

In his previous life, he was abandoned and picked up by an old swordsman, who named him Ling Tian. When he was eight years old, the swordsman died of old age and never passed on his sword skills to him.

It turned out that the swordsman did something wrong with his sword when he was young and was forced to wander around the world like a rootless duckweed. He didn't want the innocent child to suffer by entering the world, so he only taught Ye Lingtian the principles of life.

When he finally took up his sword and stepped into the martial arts world, he learned that the swordsman who adopted him was named Ye, so he changed his name to Ye Lingtian.

In this life, he has both parents, and they love him very much. Although they are collateral relatives and don't have much money, they still love their children very much and are afraid that Ye Lingtian will suffer.

Ye Lingtian thought that he would fight for them when he grew up. Unfortunately, when he was nine years old, his parents were killed in a fight with the Li family.

The family did not give them a grand funeral or even mourn for them. Instead, they simply crossed out two names in front of him and buried them casually in the back mountain.

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"Let me tell you, when I was little, I thought Ye Lingtian was not a clean guy. He often did some small things..."

A gatekeeper was chatting with his colleague.

And these words happened to be heard by Ye Lingtian.

He patted the soldier and reminded him:

"I'm looking for someone."

"Who are you? Huh?"

...

After a while, a direct descendant walked out with a swagger.

Ye Lingtian knew him.

"I'm looking for Ye Qinglin, why is it a dog that came?"

"you!"

The direct descendant lost control of his emotions and raised his hand to hit Ye Lingtian with the fan in his hand.

The sound of swords clashing and blades flashing rang out, and everyone present except Zhang Wan and Ye Lingtian was startled.

"You! How dare you attack me in the Ye family!"

Seeing his guards blocking the attack, the young master breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up at Ye Lingtian.

He didn't notice at all the suspicious look in his guard's eyes.

"Can you say any other words besides 'you'?"

Ye Lingtian pushed the guard away with force, then placed the sword on the neck of his direct descendant.

"I'm looking for Ye Qinglin. If I don't see him within ten minutes, I can't guarantee that you can return alive from my hands."

Zhang Wan looked at Ye Lingtian with admiration from behind.

Neither humble nor arrogant, which is very much to her liking.

The direct descendant kept winking at the guard, signaling him to call for help. The guard picked up the knife that fell on the ground, got up and walked into the Ye family.

. . .

"Patriarch, are you really not going to take care of it?"

"No need, he won't really cause trouble here."

The head of the Ye family stood on the highest floor and looked at what happened at the gate indifferently.

As Ye Qinglin's biological father, he naturally knew what kind of person Ye Lingtian was.

As for why he did not intervene when Ye Lingtian was kicked out, it was very simple. Direct disciples basically have an elder father or grandfather above them. The pros and cons of offending a poor boy or a group of rich young men are obvious.

However, he was not paying attention to Ye Lingtian, but the person behind Ye Lingtian.

. . .

"Brother Lingtian."

Ye Qinglin hurried over, passed the person who was being held by the neck, and stood beside Ye Lingtian.

When Ye Lingtian saw someone coming, he put down his sword. The young master looked at him and felt like a clown, so he ran away without saying anything.

"Brother Lingtian, Qinglin misses you so much!"

Seeing that the annoying guy had left, Ye Qinglin came up directly.

But Ye Lingtian pushed her away a little, and then said seriously:

"Let's go in and talk. We have some serious business."

Although Ye Qinglin was a little disappointed, she did not lose her temper and took Ye Lingtian directly into the Ye family.

"Brother Lingtian, who is she?"

Only then did Ye Qinglin realize that a woman had been following them.

"A friend of mine."