Chapter 206: Chapter 198: Returning Home! Who in the world does not know you?
"Moo Yuemei, it’s time to leave, to go where you must be."
A calm voice, as gentle as jade, echoed above the entire Celestial Wave Sacred Lands.
Moo Yuemei, who was previously chatting and laughing, suddenly froze, her face turning deathly pale.
Qin Tianzhong, seated at the head with a pleased expression due to the acquisition of the Dual Cultivation Technique, also looked extremely displeased.
Chen Zhixing slightly frowned.
Not long ago, he had heard Moo Yuemei mention several times that something might happen, forcing her to leave the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands.
"Master, what happened?" Chen Zhixing asked softly.
"It’s nothing."
Moo Yuemei shook her head, forcing a smile toward Chen Zhixing.
The next moment.
Outside the Kunhe Hall, several figures walked in.
Among these figures, there were both old and young, all dressed in pristine white robes as clean as snow, with wing patterns embroidered in gold thread at the cuffs.
Leading them was a handsome young man, about his twenties, with a face like a beautiful jade and an elegant presence.
He exuded an ethereal and transcendent aura.
"Sect Leader Qin."
The handsome young man first gave a slight nod toward Qin Tianzhong indifferently.
Qin Tianzhong immediately forced a smile, stood up, and politely cupped his hands:
"It’s a great honor to have you travel so far, why didn’t you inform us beforehand so we could properly entertain you?"
"No need."
Hearing this, the handsome young man shook his head and said:
"I’m just here to take someone and leave, no need for any fanfare."
As he spoke, the handsome young man looked at Moo Yuemei and said:
"I’m here to take Moo Yuemei away today, you have no objections, do you?"
As soon as he said this.
The group of elders bowed their heads, too scared to speak.
Even Qin Tianzhong on the main seat hesitated several times before sighing lightly and swallowing the words he wanted to say.
"Since there are no objections, let’s go."
The handsome young man showed little expression, only looking calmly at the pale-faced Moo Yuemei.
"Wait."
Suddenly, a voice rang out.
In the quiet Kunhe Hall, it was piercingly loud.
"Hmm?"
The handsome young man slightly frowned, turning to look at the person who spoke from their seat.
"Who are you?"
"Celestial Wave Divine Son, Chen Zhixing."
Chen Zhixing stood up, positioned himself beside Moo Yuemei, and spoke in a steady voice, neither arrogant nor humble.
"Zhi’er, you..."
Moo Yuemei trembled all over, covering her mouth in disbelief as she looked at Chen Zhixing.
"Chen Zhixing?"
The handsome young man raised his eyebrows and said, "I’ve heard of you; your reputation has grown recently."
Pausing for a moment.
The handsome young man asked, "What do you want?"
"I wish to know where you’re taking my master. Will she be in danger?" Chen Zhixing asked.
"Do I need to explain my actions to you?"
The handsome young man replied indifferently.
"I only want an answer..."
Before Chen Zhixing could finish his sentence.
Moo Yuemei grabbed his hand, her fingers gently squeezing.
Chen Zhixing turned to look at her.
Moo Yuemei shook her head slightly, her eyes slightly red.
"Interesting."
The handsome young man laughed, looking at Chen Zhixing with interest:
"Not many in the world dare to question me, you are quite brave."
After speaking, he pondered briefly and then shook his head:
"Where she will be taken, you will ask your sect leader later for the answer."
"Whether your master will be in danger depends not on me, but on whether she is cooperative and obedient."
"If she cooperates, there will be no danger; instead, she might find a great opportunity."
After speaking,
The handsome young man no longer wasted words, he grabbed at the air with his right hand.
Moo Yuemei was instantly pulled toward the handsome young man as if by some unseen force.
"Let’s go; many people are waiting for you."
The handsome young man glanced at Moo Yuemei, then lightly waved his right hand outward.
A colorful cloud floated down from the sky, landing beneath their feet.
Moo Yuemei nodded and, as she left, gave a deep look to Chen Zhixing.
"Zhi’er, when I’m no longer by your side, do not slack in your cultivation. Your master believes in you... believes that you will one day truly reach the pinnacle of the world."
Chen Zhixing nodded lightly.
"I’ll come to get you in the future," he silently mouthed.
Hiss—!
The auspicious cloud carried the group, including Moo Yuemei, into the sky.
In just the blink of an eye, they vanished into the vast expanse of the sky.
With Moo Yuemei and the group leaving,
the previously lively Kunhe Hall fell into deathly silence.
"Zhixing, you shouldn’t have asked that question."
High on his seat, Qin Tianzhong sighed softly.
Chen Zhixing did not respond.
He wasn’t a fool.
From the attitudes of Qin Tianzhong and the others, he could tell that this group of people, who arrived on a cloud, must have powers and backgrounds far superior to Qin Tianzhong and the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands.
Otherwise, there was no reason for Qin Tianzhong to not utter a single word of refusal.
However.
He still asked, risking the possibility of offending them.
This wasn’t about gains or losses.
It was because, in the past when he faced difficulties, Moo Yuemei had also stood up for him without hesitating about the pros and cons!
If Moo Yuemei could do it, why couldn’t he?
"Sect Leader, what is the background of these people?"
Chen Zhixing asked thoughtfully, with a vague suspicion in his heart.
Qin Tianzhong’s eyes flickered, taking a deep breath before slowly uttering one sentence.
"The Immortal Tao Lineage, Immortal Ascension Divine Sect!"
Instantly.
A sharp light flashed in Chen Zhixing’s eyes.
...
...
Three days later.
At dawn, when the sky was just beginning to lighten.
Chen Zhixing went to the Kunhe Hall, took leave from Qin Tianzhong, and without alarming anyone, left the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands alone.
When Li Ran and others went looking for Chen Zhixing, it was already too late.
Chen Zhixing had boarded a black awning boat, traveling upstream along the Canglan River, disappearing into the vast, misty waters.
"Going home."
On the deck of the black awning boat, Chen Zhixing, clad in snow-white robes, sat cross-legged, an ancient flute resting on his lips, playing a low and melodious tune.
The paddles gently parted the emerald waters.
The black awning boat gently rocked and swayed.
At the rear of the boat, there was still the old boatman who had ferried Chen Zhixing to the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands a year ago, wearing a straw hat and singing a fisherman’s song.
The scenery on both banks gradually receded, and the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands slowly faded from view, disappearing completely.
From the time Chen Zhixing left the Ziwei Chen Family and arrived alone at the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands, to today when he is leaving alone.
He arrived unknown, a dusty traveler.
Now returning home.
Who in the world doesn’t know him?