After a month of intense training, Han Yan’s strength improved rapidly, reaching the late stage of Sixth-level Sword Master, just a step away from advancing to Seventh Rank. Hua Yuezi and the others were also doing well, all reaching Fourth Rank, while even the weakest Tang Bufan reached Second-level Sword Master.
This was largely due to their recent cultivation of various strange and mysterious arts, leading to a deeper understanding of the Law. Otherwise, even with Han Yan’s innate talent, it would be impossible to achieve such progress in a month, let alone for the others, who have finally appreciated the painstaking efforts of their academy ntors.
As the eldest grandson of the Mu Family’s Zong Family, Han Yan certainly had to return to the Zong Family to bid farewell before leaving, and Tang Bufan also needed to return ho to say goodbye to his family.
"Han Yan, this journey to Shangyue will be different from being in Anyun, be more cautious in everything." Mu Beichen, who likely knew about Jiuyou Netherworld and the world’s great calamity, didn’t ask much but looked at Han Yan with love and instructed.
"Grandfather, I will be careful. But don’t worry too much, with my current strength, it’s not that easy to get hurt." Han Yan said proudly, fearing the old man would worry.
"I’m not afraid that you’ll get hurt by others, I’m afraid that too many people will get hurt by you. Be careful not to lose control every ti; it won’t end well." Mu Beichen said solemnly.
"..." Han Yan was speechless.
"Alright, I won’t say much more. Just be careful yourself, and keep a low profile when you can." Mu Beichen waved his hand and said.
"I understand, grandfather. Take care of yourself." Han Yan said a bit depressingly.
Though she wanted to keep a low profile, every ti trouble ca to find her, she couldn’t just let others bully her.
"Go on, go on. Alas, after entering the academy, you dismissed two ntors, making several ntors lose face. Later, even the hall masters didn’t dare let her visit. It’s lucky she’s leaving early; otherwise, with the reputation of the first playgirl of Long Yan, how would she find a husband and get married? Alas. Will that boy nad Ye reject her?" Mu Beichen shook his head, lanting as he watched his granddaughter walk out the door.
Han Yan nearly stumbled and almost fell. It seems good things don’t go beyond the door, while bad news travels a thousand miles; even grandfather knows her notorious fa. But grandfather, is your concern a bit misplaced?
"Let’s go, say goodbye to your family." Leaving the small courtyard, Han Yan said to Tang Bufan.
Zirong had already been sent to bid farewell to Yu Qingwan, Hua Yuezi and Jiang Yuzhe were ordered to Nanyan Comrce to prepare so elixirs. Although Han Yan’s alchemy skill had started to show promise, she couldn’t devote all her attention to it. So, unless the elixir was of extrely high grade to warrant personal refinent, she wouldn’t bother with the ti-consuming and labor-intensive low-level elixirs. She preferred using the ti to refine a few high-level elixirs, which could be sold for enough money to buy back hundreds to nearly a thousand low-level elixirs—no losses in any accounting.
Ling Baobao had an exuberant nature that wouldn’t keep her waiting here; she also went to Nanyan Comrce, so only Tang Bufan was left to wait for Han Yan.
"I can go back by myself; there’s no need for you, miss." Tang Bufan hesitantly said.
"Don’t forget we’re friends; your family is my family." Han Yan said.
She understood what Tang Bufan was hesitant about. He ca from humble origins and was poor, feeling sowhat inferior, and didn’t want her to see his family’s destitution.
In a previous life, Han Yan wouldn’t have bothered thinking so much. But living through two lives and experiencing many trials changed her mindset; she wouldn’t look down on him for this.
She wanted to go back with him to see if she could offer any help, as a form of redemption for her past life.
"Okay." Tang Bufan looked at Han Yan, nodding heavily.
Hmm, this alley seems familiar, Han Yan initially didn’t pay much attention, but later realized this alley felt familiar.
"We’re here." Tang Bufan pushed open a courtyard door, saying to Han Yan.
Compared to other courtyards, this one was more dilapidated, but it was cleaned thoroughly.
"Is this your ho?" Han Yan was a bit surprised.
It was only then she rembered that the last ti she saw Aunt Xiu, wasn’t it in this courtyard?
Looking at Tang Bufan and recalling Aunt Xiu’s background, Han Yan’s expression beca odd.
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