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The cold pond in the back mountain of Cangwu Sect was shrouded in thick fog, with no end in sight. A few ice lotuses were blooming on the pond, looming in the fog.

Zhou Yun flew to the center of the cold pond and picked up the lotus pod in the center of the pond. Then he turned around and flew back to the shore, where he sat and peeled lotus seeds and ate them.

The cold pond was still extremely quiet. Zhou Yun didn't know what Nan Yanche was doing and didn't dare to disturb him. In case he was practicing, it would be very rude to disturb him.

Or you should wait until you finish eating the lotus seeds before calling him.

After a moment, Zhou Yun clapped his hands, approached the edge of the cold pond, and with a touch of his fingertips, the water in the cold pond slowly began to freeze. In a moment, a thick layer of ice had formed on the surface of the pond. The ice layer became thicker and thicker, and soon extended to the depths of the cold pond.

Zhou Yun stood there with a gloomy look in his eyes. It was already like this, why didn't Nan Yanche show up yet? Did he leave a long time ago? Why didn't he tell me after he left?

After waiting for a long time, there was still no sign of Nan Yanche. Zhou Yun left with a look of disappointment. She had wanted to use Nan Yanche's strength to intimidate the sects in Dahuang, but it seemed there was no hope. She could only rely on herself then. Fortunately, she had been improving the Cangwu Sect's mountain protection formation over the past three years. It had already been improved to the 108th version. If she encountered a cultivator who wanted to break into the sect and steal the treasure, she would have to pass at least 108 levels.

Zhou Yun sighed deeply and muttered, "He's not here? He left without telling me."

Suddenly, the ground beneath my feet began to shake, and the sound of ice breaking was heard on the lake. Soon, a black dragon broke through the thick ice and rushed into the sky.

Zhou Yun quickly set up a protective formation, so those huge blocks of ice did not hit her. She felt a little regretful. She should have known earlier that she would not use so much spiritual power. She almost shot herself in the foot.

A ray of white light fell from the clouds and landed in front of Zhou Yun.

The protective barrier in front of Zhou Yun shattered, and a pair of icy cold hands twisted the back of Zhou Yun's collar.

"Is this all you're capable of doing against me?" came Nan Yanche's cold voice.

Zhou Yun turned around and looked at Nan Yanche, saying with a wronged look on his face: "Master, you didn't leave. I thought you left and didn't want me anymore."

"I see you can't wait for me to leave, right?" Nan Yanche didn't let go of her collar. Zhou Yun was carried like this. In front of Nan Yanche, she looked very small and petite.

Nan Yanche frowned when he saw Zhou Yun reaching out to hug him, and suddenly let go of his hand.

Zhou Yun fell to the ground all of a sudden, and then she sat on the ground with a look of grievance on her face: "Master is not kind to me at all, and he even threw me down."

Nan Yanche frowned, his expression somewhat unnatural, and said coldly: "When did your master throw you down?" And she is not a mortal, how could she be so fragile?

Zhou Yun reached out to Nan Yanche: "Master, please pull me up. I won't blame you."

"It's only been three years since we last met. Where did you learn such a shameless attitude?" Nan Yanche frowned, but still reached out to pull her up from the ground, and glanced at her with disdain. "It's been three years, how come your cultivation hasn't improved at all?"

Zhou Yun smiled slightly: "Master, are you saying that my realm is too low?"

“Master doesn’t care what realm you are in. With your current level of cultivation, even those in the Huiyang realm may not be able to gain any advantage from you.” Nan Yanche stared at Zhou Yun thoughtfully. It seemed that Zhou Yun’s level of cultivation was similar to that in ancient times.

"Master, are you admitting that I have made progress in the past three years?" Zhou Yun looked delighted. "Master, it's been three years. Are you going to leave me?"

Nan Yanche looked at Zhou Yun with a gloomy look in his eyes: "Do you really want me to leave here?"

With Nan Yanche's strength, he could definitely ascend to the upper realm. However, because he still had a contract with Zhou Yun, his chance of ascending was suppressed. He didn't care whether he could ascend or not. Anyway, there were still the law of the jungle and intrigue in the upper realm. He might as well stay here. At least no one dared to do anything to him here.

"Master, what are you talking about? How could I wish you to leave here? In the past three years, I have come to see you almost every once in a while. I really miss you so much." Zhou Yun thought for a while and tried hard to say something nice, but he really couldn't seem to remember.

"The little girl has grown up and become smooth-talking." Nan Yanche flicked his sleeves and his figure flashed.

Zhou Yun quickly chased after him, grabbed Nan Yanche's clothes, and said, "Master, I need you for something, you must promise me."

Nan Yanche swung his sleeves and said, "Let go."

"Master, I am now the leader of the Cangwu Sect. As the leader's master, you definitely don't want me to embarrass you." Zhou Yunyan said:

"Whether you lose face or not is none of my business. You are losing face for Cangwu Sect." Nan Yanche looked disgusted, and suddenly said, "You are losing face for Feng Tinghai."

Anyway, that was what she promised Feng Tinghai, so what did it have to do with him? Although Nan Yanche admired Feng Tinghai, they were no more than casual acquaintances.

"In a couple of days, the Cangwu Sect will open the mountain road leading to the sect, and by then all the major sects in the Great Wilderness will also come. I would like to ask Master to take charge." Seeing Nan Yanche's unhappy face, Zhou Yun added, "If Master is willing to help me with this, then I will agree to whatever Master wants in the future."

"I asked you to be my slave before, and this request is still acceptable now." Nan Yanche said.

Zhou Yun quickly shook his head, "No, no, I am your apprentice, I call you Master, and you have always agreed, how can I be your slave? If you want slaves, I can introduce you to a few. They are now in Cangshan. I will take you to see them. You can pick one and see which one is suitable. Then let him be your apprentice."

The several cultivators trapped in the formation in Cangshan are all outstanding disciples from the major sects in the Great Wilderness. Although Nan Yanche does not think highly of the best disciples of those sects, Zhou Yun thinks that maybe Nan Yanche would be willing to take one of them as a slave?

"Where is that ghost cultivator?" Nan Yanche said.

Zhou Yun was stunned. Which ghost cultivator? But when he saw Nan Yanche staring at him with a smile on his face, Zhou Yun immediately reacted, "Master, are you talking about Brother Yanzhou? He has been doing well recently. Anyway, you have killed him. Now he is just a ghost cultivator. Master, please let him go. He is still useful to me."

"Three years ago, you wanted to protect him, and I didn't make things difficult for him. I just destroyed his body. Now I think that since you don't want him to die, then let him be my slave."