Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 179 Master Must Return Safely

Upon hearing Xue Lan's words, the handsome young man Ling Yuanzi was first taken aback, then burst into laughter.

The young man's voice was cheerful. He looked at his eldest disciple in front of him as if he were seeing Xue Lan for the first time: "You're right, we do indeed arrive at the same destination by different paths!"

The young man then changed the subject: "Can you wait until that day?"

Xue Lan asked with some confusion, "What do you mean by that, Master?"

Ling Yuanzi disliked Xue Lan's feigned ignorance the most. She didn't resemble him at all, and it was a headache to watch.

Can't people who cultivate immortality be more honest?

The candid Lingyuan Zhenren raised his hand and touched Xue Lan's brow:

"If you don't get rid of this inner demon, you probably won't live to the late Nascent Soul stage!"

"Wasn't Xue Lan's inner demon crushed by Master just now?" No matter what Ling Yuanzi asked, Xue Lan's main response was always, "I won't listen, I don't understand, I don't know." This infuriated the young man in front of him.

Sensing that Ling Yuanzi was about to raise his hand to hit his head again, Xue Lan quickly stood up and took a step back, looking nothing like someone who had just been seriously injured.

Ling Yuanzi somewhat regretted healing Xue Lan.

The immortal sword on her shoulder was supported by the girl's spiritual power and did not fall to the ground.

"Master has asked so many questions, Xue Lan also has some questions for Master!" The girl spoke quickly.

Ling Yuanzi was momentarily speechless. He slowly lowered his hand, which was halfway raised, and hid it behind his back to avoid embarrassment: "Ask!"

"After Master left the Xuanhuang Sect, the Sect Leader discovered Zhu He's cultivation, and Xue Lan was imprisoned on the Cliff of Repentance in place of Master for a period of time! There she met an old man!"

Ling Yuanzi's ears perked up immediately. The young man looked at Xue Lan and said a name: "Wu Qianshan!"

The girl sighed softly: "So they're from the Wu family of the Upper Realm?"

Ling Yuanzi thought Xue Lan was simply a god: "You've even met people from the Wu family?"

"I participated in the Wan Gong Fang trial and had a few light sparring sessions with several prodigies from the Upper Realm!"

Ling Yuanzi knew that Xue Lan's talk of a few light sparring sessions and friendly exchanges was usually unreliable, but since Xue Lan hadn't died outside, he simply didn't investigate further!

The girl continued, "That senior said the Yuanming Realm needs someone who knows their destiny, knows the next life, has no regrets after making a move, and is decisive and dictatorial!"

Ling Yuanzi looked at Xue Lan and listened as his disciple softly spoke the rest of the sentence.

The girl's voice was like a gentle morning breeze, soft yet chilling:

"Master is now trying to be that person!"

Ling Yuanzi remained silent for a long time. The young man stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering in the breeze, like a white crane that had always stood proudly on the mountaintop.

Xue Lan knew she was right.

Ling Yuanzi is the one playing the game. He is highly skilled at chess and upright in character. But as Wu Qianshan said, this sick Yuanming Realm doesn't need a savior who is too upright.

As the rising sun finally broke through the clouds, it cast its brilliant light upon the earth. The tragic state of the Garan Secret Realm was ironically reflected in this dazzling golden light.

Ling Yuanzi spoke softly: "Don't listen to that old monster's nonsense!"

Xue Lan reached out and took the immortal sword off her shoulder, handing it to Ling Yuanzi.

"Disciple will remember! Master, could you tell me in detail what you are doing now?"

Ling Yuanzi shook his head: "When you find me as I have instructed, I will tell you!"

Ling Yuanzi observed the changes in Xue Lan's aura, believing that everything was under his control, unaware that Xue Lan's divine sense had already enveloped him.

The young girl gazed at Ling Yuanzi's waning spiritual light. Her voice was somewhat hoarse: "Then Master must wait for your disciple!"

"Come back with me once you find him. Hasn't Master had a proper talk with Xiao Wu yet?"

Ling Yuanzi felt a little embarrassed thinking about how he had been beaten up when he went to deliver a gift to his disciple. The young man waved his hand dismissively at Xue Lan, "I know, I know..."

"Then Xue Lan will bid farewell to Master here, and hopes that Master will remember his promise to his disciple! After this matter is settled, return safely!"

The girl spoke with such respect that it was completely unlike her usual self!

Reminded by her words, Ling Yuanzi realized it was time to go back. Xue Lan was now temporarily out of danger.

As for that inner demon, the fact that Xue Lan was able to hide it means that Xue Lan still has the upper hand between it and Xue Lan.

Ling Yuanzi waved his hand gently, and two broken hairpins appeared in his hand.

The young man's hands moved with magical light, and he repaired the hairpin in no time.

The young man spoke with unusual gentleness, handing the hairpin to Xue Lan: "Don't overestimate yourself next time, daring to provoke everything!"

However, the girl in front of him did not immediately take the hairpin. Instead, she looked at Ling Yuanzi with her grayish-white eyes and said, "Master has not yet agreed to my request!"

Ling Yuanzi's expression changed: "You've gotten quite bold now!"

Ling Yuanzi didn't want to say this. But Xue Lan was blocking his way, so he couldn't just run away.

So the young man reluctantly replied, "I agree!"

As soon as he uttered those three words, Ling Yuanzi saw a bright smile appear on the girl's face.

The girl quickly took the hairpin from Ling Yuanzi's hand and bowed deeply to him, saying, "Respectfully seeing off Master!"

Ling Yuanzi left cursing and swearing!

The moment the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator left the secret realm, the Garan Secret Realm began to crumble.

Within Xue Lan's sea of ​​consciousness, a scroll of dim yellow paper floated in mid-air, upon which the eight large characters read: "The contract is complete, it will last for eternity."

Xue Lan disappeared from the spot.

Inside the underground cave, Lu Feng, carrying Xue Tong, also felt the ground shaking, so the group ran towards the outside of the cave.

Upon seeing a person standing at the cave entrance from afar, Lu Feng was first greatly alarmed, then overjoyed.

Xue Lan gently waved her sleeve, and the ground that had been shaking around her calmed down.

The girl's voice was gentle: "I'm so sorry, everyone. I, Xue, have caused changes to this cave, and it's probably about to collapse. I'll take you all out here."

The girl scanned the crowd in front of her with her divine sense, but could not find the crow demon mother and daughter among them.

That little girl's eyes are so special, we can't just give up on her like this.

On the other side of the cave, the woman and her daughter were desperately flying towards the outside. Just when they were about to escape, a transparent wall suddenly appeared in front of them. Caught off guard, they crashed into it, and the wall, made of an exceptionally soft material, bounced them back.

Then a gentle spiritual force caught the two of them and placed them on the ground.

The woman looked up in alarm and saw a grayish-white hem of her skirt with burn marks from the flames.

A gentle voice came:

"Madam, please don't be afraid. Xue Lan simply has something to discuss with you!"