"Let's make sure to return here again," Yan Xiaobao said to everyone as they left the restaurant. Each of them summoned a sword; these swords were identical, even Yan Xiaobao's sword matched them, and they soared into the sky, returning to the mansion.
Although Yan Xiaobao hoped his sword would always be the fastest so that he could always escape, the swords he made for his family were equally prudent. If they had to flee from dangerous people, he would provide them with the best. Even Saints could not attack them because their swords were at least three tis faster than those sold at the Black Market Auction House.
Returning to their mansion again, the entire family was in an excellent mood. Today, they all went to their rooms to begin cultivation. Each of them had their own thoughts.
Wang Julong was contemplating how comfortable it was to have a family. As she recollected every mont of the night, her heart felt warm. Even though the battle made her excited, seeing her husband and son fight side by side. She wished for such a life every day, her heart trembling.
Qiao was thinking about celestial food. When she was poor and forced to leave, she was reminded many tis; often, when she dread of entering and eating delicious food, they had driven her away. She expressed gratitude to Yan Xiaobao and Wang Julong. Today, these two people made her feel truly part of the family, happiness filled her. She knew the reason she didn't participate in the fight was that Yan Xiaobao and Lao both wanted her not to kill anyone. For this, she felt even more grateful. These three people beca increasingly important to Qiao, her eyes suddenly beca sharp. If she had to fight, then she would gladly strive to protect her family.
Lao was also deep in thought. His mind was still in shock from killing those people. Looking at his hands, he felt as if they were covered in blood. He felt like he had finally gone mad, but every ti he thought about it, he rembered what Yan Xiaobao told him. Killing bullies was indeed saving others. Though troubling, his heart finally began to calm down. He sighed deeply, picked up the pills he bought that day, and then sat in a lotus position. He placed a pill in his mouth and began to cultivate overnight. The sun rose in the sky, bringing a new day. In this city, many Alchemists gathered in front of the Alchemy Association for the annual alchemy competition's first day. Yan Xiaobao had done his best preparations.
He filled the Cosmic Box with herbs from his own world and the many herbal dicines he collected on his journey to the unknown tomb. He had enough herbs to make at least ten different pills, even if he failed several tis, he could still make those pills. This ti he truly emptied the herbal dicine from the Black Market Auction House, and he had even searched for rare herbs in the market.
Yan Xiaobao stood in his room and found Wang Julong, Qiao, and Lao all waiting for him outside. Seeing his family, Yan Xiaobao couldn't help but smile happily.
"Let's go," he said, and the three nodded. They were all excited today. They knew this competition was not just about Yan Xiaobao's own contest, but it was the only way to bring Sha Yun back.
Lao and Qiao didn't have much interaction with Sha Yun because she did her best not to return ho, as she wished to avoid Yan Xiaobao. Although they t her a few tis, her friendliness overwheld them. She was warm and never judged the past. Their impression of her was very good.
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