60: Visiting Yunlan Sect
Zhao Heng followed Yang Yun to the stream, his heart filled with doubt, when he suddenly saw a familiar figure.
"Xiaoling?"
Zhao Heng looked at Feng Xiaoling in surprise and exclaimed, "Why are you here?"
"Senior Martial Uncle."
Feng Xiaoling respectfully greeted him, then slowly explained, "Senior Martial Uncle, I was hunting a Foundation Establishment ox monster here, but who knew I would run into people from the Black Wind Sect.
They not only tried to steal my demon core but also attempted to take my life."
"It was this Young Master who saved me."
Zhao Heng quickly knelt before Yang Yun, respectfully saluted, and said with tears of gratitude, "Senior, your great kindness, Zhao Heng will never forget, for all eternity!"
Thus, Yang Yun had unexpectedly saved two people from their Yunlan Sect, one a favored Disciple, and the other a powerful Elder.
Just then, Yan Ning also flew in from outside, like a light butterfly, slowly landing beside Yang Yun.
"Master."
"Mm."
Yang Yun nodded slightly, his gaze slowly sweeping over Zhao Heng, and said calmly, "Get up, I just wanted to deal with this annoying black crow, so it wouldn't chatter and disturb my peace.
As for saving you, it was just a convenient act, you don't need to dwell on it, just consider it a favor you owe me.
It's just a trivial matter, don't take it to heart."
Yang Yun waved his hand casually, signaling Zhao Heng to get up quickly.
"Mm, I will definitely remember Senior's words," Zhao Heng nodded solemnly, as if Yang Yun had asked him to die at that moment, he wouldn't hesitate.
【Ding】
【Clock in at Yunlan Sect Master, Yun Menghan's sleeping quarters】
【Reward: Ten years of lifespan】
"How... how... much?"
【Ten years】
"Holy cow," Yang Yun stood there in disbelief, "System, you... you've given me quite a surprise."
Shangguan Yi looked at the dazed Yang Yun and walked up to him sullenly, "Master, Master, where are we going now?"
"Uh... oh..."
Yang Yun came back to his senses and smiled, "Oh, I'm new here, there's nowhere to go."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Heng immediately walked up to Yang Yun, bowed, and said, "Senior, if you don't mind, our Yunlan Sect is tens of thousands of kilometers away."
"Well..." Yang Yun feigned reserve and waved his hand, "I'm afraid it might be a bit inconvenient."
"Senior, it's convenient, how could it be inconvenient?"
Zhao Heng quickly patted his chest, "Your cultivation is unparalleled in the entire Hongshang Realm, it would be our good fortune if you would grace our Yunlan Sect with your presence and guidance."
"That's right, Senior, if you could be a guest at our Yunlan Sect, we would be the ones reaching high," Feng Xiaoling pouted her small lips and said with a smile.
"Hahaha," Yang Yun grinned broadly.
"Alright, since you all say so, if I refuse now, it would make me seem petty."
"Uh, what's-his-name, Zhao Heng, lead the way."
"Yes," Zhao Heng respectfully saluted, then took out a Spirit Boat from his Storage Ring, and a small model suddenly expanded hundreds of times.
"Senior, please."
"Oh."
Yang Yun looked at the Spirit Boat with some surprise, thinking to himself, "This thing is good, I should get one next time too, it would look more impressive when I go out."
Zhao Heng saw Yang Yun staring intently at his Spirit Boat, thinking that Yang Yun found it too shabby, and quickly lowered his head, looking at Yang Yun apologetically.
"Senior, I truly have limited resources, please bear with it, rest assured, although it's small, the facilities are complete."
"Oh, it's fine, it's fine."
"I can endure hardship very well."
Seeing that Zhao Heng had misunderstood, Yang Yun didn't bother to explain, leaping onto the Spirit Boat, and the others quickly followed.
Zhao Heng stood at the front of the deck, casting spells to control the Spirit Boat's movement, while Yang Yun initially stood on the deck and watched for a while.
Later, he directly returned to a small palace inside the Spirit Boat and went to sleep.
The Yunlan Sect, like the Dark Moon幽林, was located in the northern part of the Hongshang Realm, but the two were still tens of thousands of kilometers apart.
After a night of flying, the Spirit Boat finally arrived at the territory under the Yunlan Sect's jurisdiction.
Yang Yun and the others stepped onto the deck, where a naturally formed grand waterfall cascaded down from a high mountain, and below the waterfall, magnificent palaces came into view.
Zhao Heng maneuvered the Spirit Boat to descend, landing on a square several tens of kilometers wide.
"Senior, this is the Yunlan Sect, please."
"Mm."
Yang Yun nodded and walked at the forefront.
After everyone disembarked from the Spirit Boat, led by Zhao Heng, they entered an elegant courtyard.
Subsequently, dozens of maids brought delicious dishes, Spirit Wine, and Spirit Pills.
Feng Xiaoling sat beside Yang Yun, quickly poured a full cup of wine, and respectfully handed it to Yang Yun with both hands.
"Senior, Xiaoling is pouring wine for you."
Yang Yun was not polite, directly picking up the wine glass and drinking.
"Mm, not bad, your Spirit Wine is much better than the Heaven Sword Sect's."
"Uh, hehe."
Zhao Heng naturally had not heard of the Heaven Sword Sect, but he knew that any force mentioned by Yang Yun must be a powerful Sect with extraordinary strength.
Due to the effect of the Slave Seal, Yan Ning's cultivation had been completely hidden; to others, he appeared to be a Qi Refinement Stage Cultivator, but in reality, he was still a Soul Transformation great demon.
After entering the Yunlan Sect's territory, Yang Yun detected many Divine Senses probing them.
Among them were not just one, but several Soul Transformation Cultivators.
Zhao Heng raised a few cups, first respectfully toasting Yang Yun, then to Shangguan Yi and Yan Ning.
"Senior, you've traveled all night, why don't you rest for a while first?"
"I will go and report to our Sect Master now, and she will personally welcome you later."
"Mm, that works too," Yang Yun nodded indifferently.
Seeing this, Zhao Heng chuckled, bowed, and departed.
Above the Yunlan Sect's cloud peak, a majestic hall stood beneath the waterfall, like a fairyland.
Zhao Heng stood outside the hall, cleared his throat, and respectfully said, "Sect Master, Zhao Heng requests an audience."
"Come in."
A lazy, clear female voice came from inside the hall.
Zhao Heng heard this and quickly walked into the grand hall.
"Zhao Heng greets the Sect Master."
"Rise," a beautiful woman was seen sitting on the throne in the center of the grand hall.
Her lazy body leaned completely back, and her beautiful eyes revealed a hint of fatigue.
This was Yun Menghan, the Sect Master of the Yunlan Sect, known to everyone in the Hongshang Realm, and one of the four great beauties of the Hongshang Realm.
Of the four great beauties of the Hongshang Realm, three were in the Yunlan Sect: Lin Fenghua, the Peak Master of Ziyun Peak in the Yunlan Sect, and Lin Fenghua's Disciple, Feng Xiaoling.
This was also related to the history of the Yunlan Sect.
Hundreds of thousands of years ago, after the first Sect Master, Zhuang Yunlian, founded the Yunlan Sect, she set a rule that every subsequent Sect Master must be a female Cultivator, and to this day, Yun Menghan has not broken this rule.
The entire Yunlan Sect had only a few hundred male Cultivators, most of whom were Utility Disciples.
Male Cultivators in leadership positions like Zhao Heng were few and far between.
Therefore, people in the Hongshang Realm speculated whether the first Sect Master of the Yunlan Sect had been hurt by a man, to dislike male Cultivators so much.
Yun Menghan looked at Zhao Heng and said calmly, "Elder Zhao, weren't you leading a team to the Dark Moon幽林? Why are you back so soon?"
Zhao Heng looked up, unable to hide his smile, and said to Yun Menghan, "Sect Master, I met a very important person."
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