Tian Yuan

Senior Brother Jia had dealt with Zhang Moli many times, but this was the first time he felt he was so strange and scary.

Maybe it’s my illusion!

Thinking this way, I comforted myself.

He slowly calmed down, turned around and left.

At the same time, Chen Qingyuan went down the mountain and went straight to the Deacon's Hall to do business.

"What is Zhang Moli doing here?"

Everyone in the Deacon Hall looked at him in surprise and talked to each other secretly.

"Are you alright?"

A deacon inquired.

"Resign."

Chen Qingyuan didn't waste time talking to these people and told them his purpose directly.

"What did you say?"

Everyone present suspected that they had heard it wrong, looked surprised, pricked up their ears and asked further questions.

"Quit the sect."

Chen Qingyuan doesn't want to have anything to do with the Cangxu Sect, and needs to cut off this cause and effect.

"Zhang Moli, you are kidding!"

The deacons' faces changed and their brows furrowed, thinking that the other party was deliberately causing trouble and speaking in a bad tone.

"Of course I'm not kidding."

While speaking, Chen Qingyuan took out the identity token that symbolized the disciple of Cang Xu Sect and placed it on the table at the side with a serious expression.

Seeing this, everyone confirmed that Chen Qingyuan was not causing trouble, but really wanted to withdraw from the sect.

If it is an ordinary outer disciple, the deacons can make the decision.

But Chen Qingyuan was once the chief of the inner sect. Although his foundation has been destroyed, the situation is special and must be reported to the higher-ups.

"You wait."

Several deacons discussed it secretly and, not wanting to take responsibility, immediately reported it to the inner sect elder who was in charge of such trivial matters.

This matter can be big or small and needs to be handled with caution.

Zhang Moli had quite a reputation in the Cangxu Sect. Once the news of his withdrawal from the sect spread, it quickly caused a commotion.

Many disciples became very interested and rushed over to watch the fun.

Chen Qingyuan didn't care about other people's gazes.

Not long after, an elder came over.

All the disciples bowed and said respectfully, "Greetings, Elder."

A middle-aged man, wearing a dark brocade robe, with graying temples and a noble temperament.

"Zhang Moli, do you want to quit the sect?"

The elder walked straight up to Chen Qingyuan and questioned him with a serious face.

"Yes."

Chen Qingyuan looked at him and said coldly.

"why?"

The sect needs a reason.

"My foundation has been destroyed. It won't be long before I become a mortal. What's the point of staying in the sect?"

If the cause and effect can be cut off in a peaceful way, Chen Qingyuan certainly does not want to do it. It is well-reasoned and cannot be refuted.

Hearing this, the elder secretly sighed, but his tone became a little calmer. “You can stay in Cang Xu Sect and spend your old age in peace. No one will disturb your peaceful life.”

"While I still have some time left to live, I want to go out for a walk."

Chen Qingyuan said again.

"I see."

I thought Zhang Moli wanted to make a big fuss by quitting the sect, but I didn't expect that he really wanted to leave. The elder immediately sent a message to other senior leaders to express their views together.

After a few breaths, the elder looked at Chen Qingyuan again, his eyes were slightly complicated, with some regret and some pity: "In view of your past contributions to the sect, the sect has agreed to your request to leave the sect. In addition, I can give you a token. If you have descendants in the future, as long as their character is good enough, they can join the sect with this token to ensure a stable life."

The elder reached into the air and took out a jade talisman.

"No need."

Chen Qingyuan did not take over and shook his head slightly.

The elder was not angry, nor did he think that Chen Qingyuan was being stubborn. Instead, his eyes were filled with regret and he sighed secretly.

This child is so affectionate!

In the eyes of everyone, the reason why Chen Qingyuan did not need the sect's token was very simple, that is, since he would have no descendants, there was naturally no need for it.

Why are there no descendants?

Of course, there is someone in his heart who he cannot forget, and it is impossible for him to spend his whole life with another woman.

"Ugh!"

Many disciples sighed in silence.

"It is said that Senior Sister Xu was blessed with great fortune a few years ago, and her talent far exceeds that of the past. Not to mention the current Senior Brother Zhang... Senior Brother Zhang, even in the past, it would have been difficult for him to catch up. The two of them are destined not to be together."

"What a twist of fate!"

"Brother Zhang is destined to have this disaster."

"Time is also fate."

Now that Chen Qingyuan was about to leave, everyone seemed to have returned to the past, with some respect in their words.

The key is that Chen Qingyuan's departure will no longer occupy those resources. Even if they can't be distributed to everyone, I will feel happy.

Without conflicts of interest, people didn't mind showing a few expressions of sadness.

Then, the elder took out a list and crossed out the name 'Zhang Moli'.

An invisible thread was broken.

From this moment on, Zhang Moli no longer has any relationship with Cang Xu Clan.

Having severed the cause and effect, Chen Qingyuan felt relieved and turned to walk out of the sect.

Thousands of eyes gathered together, and most people acted as if it had nothing to do with them.

When they reached the sect's entrance, a woman in a light blue dress stood in the middle of the road. She had an outstanding appearance and a tall figure.

This woman is none other than the proud daughter of the Cangxu Sect, Xu Jinse.

Chen Qingyuan stopped for a moment, looking at the person in front of him with a calm gaze, without saying a word.

"Don't blame me."

Xu Jinse's tone was rather cold.

After all, they had an intimate relationship, and they might never see each other again after this separation. Whether it was to sever the cause and effect or for her own face, Xu Jinse had to come forward to see him off.

Chen Qingyuan said calmly: "No."

The previous life had never resented Xu Jinse, and just wanted to sit down and talk with her, so that they could part ways in peace. However, the other party closed the door and did not even have the opportunity to say a few words, which made him sad.

"There are some resources in there, enough to last you for a while."

In front of many people, Xu Jinse took out a Qiankun bag and handed it over through the air.

Judging from the look in her eyes, it seemed as if she wanted to use this part of the resources to buy out the past affection, and from now on, they would go their separate ways and owe each other nothing.

"Get out of the way, you're blocking my way."

Although Chen Qingyuan loves money, he has no interest in the Qiankun bag in front of him.

Having said this, continue forward.

Xu Jinse didn't say anything else and stepped aside.

The two passed each other and became strangers from then on.

"It's great that Senior Sister Xu came to see me off in person!"

"It's a pity that they are not destined to be together."

"From what I know, Senior Sister Xu has a good chance of becoming a disciple of the upper sect!"

"What? A disciple of the upper sect, is this true or not?"

"Of course. Senior Sister Xu got a good fortune not long ago and has become a rare prodigy in our Cang Xu Sect that is rarely seen in a thousand years. I heard that the Sect Master will personally take Senior Sister Xu to Xuanling Holy Land. Once she passes the assessment, Senior Sister Xu can become a member of the Holy Land."

"If this is true, our sect will surely receive the blessing of Xuanling Holy Land, and the future development will be bright. The whole sect will be proud of it."

There are countless large and small sects in the jurisdiction of Xuanling Holy Land. There are competitions and frictions between them, which are handled by themselves. If a family cultivates good seedlings and sends them to the Holy Land, they can be protected and blessed.

"Xuanling Holy Land?"

Chen Qingyuan, who had just walked out of the mountain gate, heard other people's discussions, grasped the key words from them, and a strange look flashed across his eyes.