Having already bid farewell to four generations of old friends, Li Ji’an felt very calm now as he looked at Zhao Shuyao’s gradually aging appearance.
Zhao Shuyao, however, was triggered by mories of her youth, and for a mont, she couldn’t help but feel lancholic.
Especially rembering the past when she used to fiercely compete with Li Chang’an at the age of Li Fan now, although she mostly lost to Li Chang’an, those tis added more fun to that period.
The sound of a flute is fading and old friends disperse; it’s hard to find ten miles of joy again!
She hugged Li Fan tightly, unable to hold back her tears...
Yan Qingwan and the other two did not disturb her.
After a long ti, Zhao Shuyao finally put away her sadness, smiling tearfully as she gently caressed Li Ji’an’s cheek.
"Good, good, with you, Brother Li’s dream of cultivation is continued, so walk well for him."
Li Ji’an wiped away Zhao Shuyao’s tears: "Aunt Yao, I will, father also asked to bring you a ssage when I see you, he said, ’live well, perhaps there’s a day to return to the holand together again.’"
Zhao Shuyao’s face, which was originally full of sadness, instantly beca solemn: "Brother Li... He... He... Good, good, Aunt Yao will live well, I’ll wait."
Undoubtedly, this sentence gave her more hope.
Until two hours later, Zhao Shuyao had finished asking all she wanted to know, especially fond of Li Fan’s intelligence and sensibility.
If it weren’t for her own identity, she really wanted to take Li Fan with her, watching him grow, as he always reminded her of Brother Li.
As night fell, she was still reluctant to part.
At the farewell, Zhao Shuyao handed a storage pouch to Li Ji’an: "Xiaofan, Aunt Yao is not as accomplished as your aunt, my abilities are limited, this is a bit of Aunt Yao’s heart, please don’t dislike it."
"Aunt Yao, you’re too kind, father said, you and aunt are the closest people." Li Ji’an accepted the storage pouch with both hands, speaking earnestly.
"Closest..." Zhao Shuyao let out a smile again, becoming more fond of Li Fan.
"Good, good, Xiaofan, work hard, if you enter Biyun Sect, you can often visit Aunt Yao, and I’ll make all sorts of delicious food for you."
"Thank you, Aunt Yao." Li Ji’an bowed deeply.
Seeing Zhao Shuyao’s overflowing joy, Tong Yaoyao’s brows relaxed.
Imdiately, she looked at Li Ji’an with an added hint of smile.
"Kid, call Aunt Yao, in the Immortal City, you can use my na as your backing!"
Seeing Tong Yaoyao say this, Zhao Shuyao was delighted, quickly giving Li Ji’an a hint.
Originally, due to so misunderstandings in her youth, Tong Yaoyao was quite unhappy with Li Ji’an in his past life and had wanted to find him in the desert after stabilizing her Foundation Establishnt, eventually being stopped by Zhao Shuyao.
In recent years, she often heard Zhao Shuyao talk about Li Ji’an’s son, and she didn’t like him from the bottom of her heart, especially when Aunt Yao had wanted to give up her chance to advance to Second Tier Body Cultivator to help this kid.
However, today, Tong Yaoyao always monitored Li Ji’an’s every move with Divine Sense, apart from being sowhat prematurely mature, there really wasn’t any problem to pick on.
"Aunt Yao!" Li Ji’an bowed graciously.
Forming good ties and accumulating background has always been the policy, beneficial to the ultimate goal of the Immortal of Ten Thousand Worlds.
"Hmm, not bad, when I’m in a good mood soday, I’ll give you sothing."
Watching the three leave, Li Ji’an suddenly felt a gaze beside him.
"Aunt?"
Yan Qingwan had already put on her hat again: "Didn’t your father ask you to bring any ssage for ?"
Li Ji’an smiled: "Aunt, you’re misunderstood, when father sent to the gathering area, I was only eight, how could I rember so much?"
"Hmm?"
"In recent years, I heard many things about villagers from Uncle Tiezhu, only then did I co to know Aunt Yao. Seeing her today, she seems increasingly old, afraid she has nothing to ask or think about, her spirit already waning." Li Ji’an explained.
Yan Qingwan paused for a mont, then let out a generous smile: "Fan’Er is bright and wise, yet kind-hearted, very virtuous!"
In the following two months, Li Ji’an almost strolled through the entire Immortal City.
Other than the first two days accompanied by Yan Qingwan, the rest were spent with Zhao Shuyao.
Moreover, he gained a deeper understanding of Biyun Sect.
Biyun Sect, being the largest sect in Cangyun State, not only has many industries but also plays the role of guarding the state. Every year, they recruit disciples and various servants.
Historically, the criteria for recruiting Inner Sect disciples have always been limited to Middle Grade Spirit Root.
That day, at the city gate, Li Ji’an bid farewell to Zhao Shuyao and, with Yan Qingwan, headed towards Biyun Sect’s mountain gate.
The trial at Biyun Sect would start three days later, and recently, many teenagers participating in the trial have already gone to wait outside the mountain gate. It’s said so felt that kneeling outside the gate in advance might increase the sect’s favor and could earn extra points for sincerity.
Li Ji’an and Yan Qingwan did not agree with this.
The sect accepts disciples for preserving inheritance.
Surely, there will be human relations or worldly affairs, but those are minimal. For most, talent and potential are core.
It’s still that saying, sincerity as a sole card is worth nothing.
An hour later, looking at the towering mountain gate ford by the overlapping mountain chains, at the misty mountain forest, at the cloud-piercing peaks of Biyun, Li Ji’an finally had the feeling of reading xianxia novels before crossing.
"This is what Immortal looks like!"
Yan Qingwan likewise had a glint of yearning in her beautiful eyes.
But this longing quickly disappeared, as she, being part of the family and having accepted the family’s tributorship, had already cut off the possibility of freely pursuing immortality.
She understood this clearly when she decided to accept the family’s help for Foundation Establishnt, without any regret.
"The mountain gate is a solemn place, no noise allowed."
"Once entering the sect’s range, private Spirit Qi absorption for cultivation is prohibited."
"Flying escape is forbidden."
"Entering the sect, no disguise is allowed."
...
Just as they entered the scope of Biyun Sect’s mountain gate, there were several notices condensed by Magical Power hanging in mid-air.
Yan Qingwan put away the Flying Boat, leading Li Ji’an by foot to the outside of the mountain gate.
By then, nearly a hundred young people were waiting respectfully outside the gate, along with so accompanying elders, bringing the number to over three hundred.
"Is the Fairy also here to send off the younger generation for the trial?" As soon as they stopped, a male cultivator approached to strike a conversation.
Both of them were accustod to this.
During these two months in the Immortal City, such situations occurred often.
It’s nature, people are attracted to beauty!
Love for beauty is inherent to all, entirely normal.
"I brought my beloved son here, any advice?" Yan Qingwan often responded with these words.
But her beauty still attracted so male cultivators proficient in the Dual Cultivation Technique.
In fact, this remark even aroused special interest in a few male cultivators.
Reluctantly, Yan Qingwan removed the constraints of the Qi Concealing Talisman, revealing her cultivation at the Early Period of Foundation Establishnt.
"Apologies, senior! The junior was impulsive!"
"Forgive , senior!"
...
Almost in an instant, they hurriedly apologized, fleeting quickly.
Three days later, the long-awaited sect trial officially comnced.
A high disciple of the sect descended with a Magical Artifact above the mountain gate.
"The trial begins."
"Ascend from here, I’ll wait at the mountain top."
Without any unnecessary words, he casually pointed at a side mountain road at the gate and flew away.
"Climbing? Is this the first test of willpower trial?" Seeing the steep and winding mountain road, Li Ji’an’s face showed a slight mischievous smile.
Climbing? He was at the Perfection of Early Period Body Refining!
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