Ye Chenfeng, advancing to Nascent Soul.
He floated in mid-air, looking down, and among the crowd, he easily spotted Tianmiao.
He looked at Tianmiao, a smile in his eyes.
The entire Four-direction City returned to peace.
After this calamity, although some buildings in Four-direction City were damaged, it wasn’t serious. Some citizens were injured, but fortunately, no one died. The original City Lord was also deposed, and the Canglang Sect took over handling this now demonized and insane person. The current City Lord is not the original City Lord’s son, but his daughter. This woman, more imposing than any man, dealt with the aftermath swiftly.
At this moment, Tianmiao held in her hand a struggling wisp of black demon soul, idly sealed it into a porcelain bottle.
"Give it to Ying Long. He knows how to handle it." Tianmiao handed the porcelain bottle to Kong Hou, telling her to go find Ying Long first.
"Yes, Boss." Kong Hou took the porcelain bottle and vanished from where she stood.
At this moment, Ye Chenfeng, in a clean silver-white Daoist robe, came up to Tianmiao, fixed his gaze on her, and said in a deep voice.
"Thank you."
Tianmiao smiled.
"No need."
In her heart, Tianmiao thought with a bit of embarrassment, if it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have been struck so badly. Of course, she wouldn’t say this out loud.
Jie Wenzhan stood silently at the side, lost in thought.
When the group arrived, they concealed their identities, but when they left, they no longer did so.
The people of Four-direction City knew they were saved by two talented disciples of the Canglang Sect, one who inherited great power, Jie Wenzhan, and the other who saved them and also attained enlightenment, Ye Chenfeng.
Word of this quickly spread throughout the cultivation world.
In addition to the high praise for their actions, people in the cultivation world grew more vigilant. The Demon Clan seemed to be making moves.
Upon returning to the Canglang Sect, the Sect Leader was waiting in the main hall, showing a wide, toothy smile when he saw the two of them.
"You did well." The Sect Leader initially wanted to give a modest compliment, but he couldn’t help himself, "It’s more than well, it’s excellent. The demon soul, Senior Ba Dao has already sealed and suppressed it. You really made the Canglang Sect shine this time."
To the Sect Leader’s surprise, Ye Chenfeng, whom he thought would remain silent, spoke up: "This is what we should do."
Jie Wenzhan, on the other hand, remained silent, somewhat lost in his own world.
The Sect Leader began to wonder if these two had swapped souls.
But the thought was too shocking, too impossible.
"Are you two okay?" the Sect Leader asked after some thought.
"I’m fine. If there’s nothing else, I’ll go back to cultivate," Ye Chenfeng said.
"I’m fine," Jie Wenzhan also replied.
The Sect Leader, full of doubts, waved them off.
The Sect Leader knew about Ye Chenfeng’s enlightenment and was delighted about his advancement to Nascent Soul. But seeing Jie Wenzhan so silent, was he hurt by this incident? The Sect Leader thought with some concern.
Ye Chenfeng left the hall and returned to his own courtyard.
Jie Wenzhan wandered aimlessly around the Canglang Sect. When he stopped, he found himself on a mountain peak behind the sect. He sat down, looking at the enveloping clouds and mist before him, but his mind was unsettled.
"Hey, curly-haired kid, what’s the matter? Were you hit hard by that ice block kid’s advancement?" suddenly a voice sounded beside him.
Jie Wenzhan snapped back to reality, turned his head, and saw Ying Long sitting next to him.
"Senior," Jie Wenzhan wanted to stand and bow, but Ying Long pressed him back onto the ground.
"Tell me, were you struck by the ice block kid’s talent?" Ying Long asked with a laugh, "But I don’t think you’re that fragile of a person."