Published: February 24, 2025
CHAPTER 92: A Deep and Long Kiss
Tan Yun leaned down and saw Da Niu waving at him from the crowd in the training ground.
“Da Niu, what’s her name?” Tan Yun asked, a bit excited.
“Zhong Wu Shi Yao, hehe… Senior Brother Tan, I didn’t expect that one of the thirteen great beauties of the inner sect, Sister Zhong Wu, is your friend!” Da Niu looked up at Tan Yun, filled with admiration.
“Elder Three, my friend has arrived. If there’s nothing else, please allow me to take my leave,” Tan Yun said, bowing slightly.
“Go on, go on,” Shen Qingfeng replied with a smile. “Oh right, Tan Yun, you won’t need to stay at Azure Spirit Immortal Mountain anymore. The lady has awarded you Immortal Mountain No. 555. It’s the best mountain for Danmai disciples to cultivate!”
“Understood, I’ll take my leave,” Tan Yun said. He leaped down from the pagoda, then stood on a Flying Sword, which floated in midair. “Da Niu, come up; I’ll take you for a ride.”
“Okay, let’s go!” Da Niu jumped up a hundred feet and steadied himself behind Tan Yun.
“Whoosh!”
Tan Yun soared away on his Flying Sword, disappearing rapidly above the training ground.
Moments later, two figures flew in on their Flying Swords from the horizon, hovering above the Mustard Seed Time-Space Pagoda.
The two were Luo Fan, the direct disciple of Elder Two Du Chen, and Song Hong, the direct disciple of Shen Wende.
“Disciple pays respects to Elder Three and Elder Six,” Luo Fan said, bowing to Shen Qingfeng and Shen Wende atop the 108-layer pagoda.
“Master, has Tan Yun come out of seclusion?” Song Hong inquired of Shen Wende while bowing.
“He just left for Azure Spirit Immortal Mountain,” Shen Wende replied with a smile. “If you’re looking for him, you’d better hurry; otherwise, that brat will probably disappear again before long.”
“And Song Hong, make sure you arrive at Ice Clear Immortal Mountain on time in half a month; we will be heading to the eternal immortal sect then.”
“Yes, Master,” Song Hong replied before stepping onto his Flying Sword, flying toward Azure Spirit Immortal Mountain with Luo Fan...
Half an hour later, Tan Yun arrived above Azure Spirit Immortal Mountain on his Flying Sword. He saw Zhong Wu Shi Yao in a white dress, listening intently as hundreds of herb garden disciples recounted the events of the past two years since she entered the Spirit Mountain Herb Garden.
“Gongsun Ruo Xi?” Tan Yun gazed at the girl in a green dress beside Zhong Wu Shi Yao, recalling the scene from over a year ago when he first met her at the Ten Thousand Treasures Spiritual Pavilion.
At that time, his face had been covered in mud, so she probably still didn’t know it was him.
Suddenly, a flash of killing intent crossed Tan Yun’s eyes as he spotted a young man in a blue robe standing behind the herb garden disciples surrounding Zhong Wu Shi Yao, leering at her!
“Brothers, Senior Brother Tan is back!” Da Niu jumped down from the Flying Sword, shouting.
All the disciples turned around, looking at Tan Yun with admiration, and shouted in unison, “We see you, Senior Brother Tan!”
“No need for formalities,” Tan Yun said as he landed on the ground.
“Tan Yun.” Zhong Wu Shi Yao turned her head suddenly. At that moment, her eyes held only Tan Yun.
She walked towards him step by step, filled with affection...
On the other hand, Cao Bin watched Tan Yun, a barely noticeable killing intent flashing in his eyes!
At this moment, Gongsun Ruo Xi trembled slightly, her gaze fixed on the Flying Sword beneath Tan Yun’s feet, astonished, “This sword is one of the eleven he bought over a year ago; how could it be in Tan Yun's hands?”
“Or could it be that the person wearing the disposable disciple’s clothes, with his face covered in mud, is actually Tan Yun?”
While pondering, Gongsun Ruo Xi used her spiritual sense to enter the Qiankun Ring, her spiritual sense enveloping the portrait she had drawn of the man who bought the eleven Flying Swords while her eyes remained fixed on Tan Yun.