Emperor Qiankun

"Yuan'er, ever since you were little, I've seen that you'll have a lot of potential in the future!"

At this moment, Li Yan's face was full of relief and emotion. He strode to Li Qingyuan's side, patted his shoulder heavily, and his words were full of undisguised praise and gratitude.

After going through this life-and-death ordeal, Li Qingyuan's calm, courageous and decisive behavior made him recognize the ability of the young patriarch from the bottom of his heart.

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At this time, another figure walked over quickly, bowed to Li Qingyuan, and said politely:

"I am Yang Shan, the head of the Yang family in Heishan Town. This time, young hero displayed his divine power and saved me from a dire situation. I will always remember this favor. May I ask your name and where you are from?"

At this point, Yang Shan paused slightly, looked at Li Qingyuan, a shrewd look flashed in his eyes, and then smiled:

"To be honest, I have a little daughter, Yang, about the same age as you, young man. She's smart and well-behaved, well-educated and well-mannered. I don't know if you..."

Before he finished speaking, the earnestness in his eyes could no longer be concealed. It was obvious that he wanted to take advantage of this life-saving favor to become a relative.

"Head of the Yang family, this is the young patriarch of my Li family, Li Qingyuan!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Yan hurriedly stepped forward and interrupted Yang Shan.

As an elder of the Li family, how could he not see Yang Song's little plan? Although there was no grudge between the two families, the marriage of their children was a matter of great importance and could not be handled so hastily.

"Uh……"

An awkward look instantly appeared on Yang Shan's face. He stood there in a daze, not knowing whether to move forward or backward.

He had just survived a disaster and was extremely excited. Seeing that Li Qingyuan was young, promising and heroic, he got carried away and wanted to get close to him and build a closer relationship with him.

But I never thought that this young man was actually from the Li family, and was even the young patriarch!

For a moment, the atmosphere became a little subtle.

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"Haha, Brother Shan, let's not delay here."

Li Changtian smiled and spoke to smooth things over. He frowned slightly, put his hand on his chest, and said:

"For some reason, I always feel a little uneasy. It's best to leave as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Yang Shan nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay, then I'll listen to what Brother Li says!"

After saying this, he secretly made up his mind that he must hold on to the big tree of the Li family and rely on this strong support, so that the future of his family would be guaranteed.

Immediately, the two of them each called upon their own clansmen, circulated their profound energy, and leaped into the air.

When the people of Heishan Town saw this scene, they dragged their weak bodies and followed Li Changtian and others. They didn't want to stay in this gloomy dungeon any longer.

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Just as everyone in Black Mountain Town was leaving the dungeon, far to the west of Canglan Continent, a towering mountain that reached the sky was hidden in the thick clouds.

The mountain is steep and has undulating peaks. It is shaded by green trees and dotted with waterfalls and springs.

This place is the location of the Yunyin Sect.

At that time, in a quiet room of a palace within the sect, red candles flickered and faint fragrance floated in the air. Zhao Sheng and Chen Zixuan were immersed in the practice of dual cultivation.

The room was so quiet that only the sound of the two people breathing could be heard, and the atmosphere was charming and ambiguous.

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"Crack!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound broke the silence. A jade talisman placed on the table suddenly exploded without any warning, and fragments flew everywhere.

The crisp cracking sound instantly broke the originally charming atmosphere in the room. Zhao Sheng turned his head suddenly to look when he heard the sound.

When he saw the broken jade talisman clearly, his expression suddenly changed.

Because this jade talisman is what keeps him in touch with Zhao Hui.

Now it was inexplicably crushed. Could it be that something major happened in Black Mountain City?

Zhao Sheng's heart skipped a beat.

But in a moment, he forced himself to suppress this doubt. He still had "important things" to do, so how could he be distracted?

Thinking of this, he simply ignored it and focused his attention back on Chen Zixuan in front of him.

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But before he could calm down, not long after, there was a sudden and rapid knock on the door. The "dong dong dong" sound was particularly harsh in the quiet night.

The interest that Zhao Sheng had accumulated with great difficulty disappeared in an instant, and a feeling of boredom surged in his heart.

He gritted his teeth, stood up angrily, and strode towards the door. Before he even opened the door, he shouted angrily:

"Why are you knocking so late at night? You're going to die!"

After saying that, he opened the door and saw an old man in purple standing outside.

The old man in purple was tall but slightly hunched. He had a thin face, and his eyes on his wrinkled face were like deep cold pools. Occasionally, a gleam of light flashed in them, making people dare not look directly at him.

Her white hair was neatly tied behind her head, with strands hanging down.

The aura he exuded was powerful and sharp. When he stood still, the air around him seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, making a faint sound.

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When the old man in purple heard Zhao Sheng's disrespectful words, his face darkened. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and slapped him hard.

"Snapped!"

Accompanied by a crisp and loud slap sound, a red palm print instantly appeared on Zhao Sheng's face, and the whole room trembled.

"what……"

Chen Zixuan in the room was frightened by the sudden noise and couldn't help but scream.

She never expected that her master, who was usually kind and gentle, would suddenly hit someone.

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At this time, Zhao Sheng was also a little dazed by this sudden slap.

But he quickly came to his senses and stammered:

"Master...Master? Why...why are you here?"

The purple-robed old man snorted coldly, his eyes fixed on Zhao Sheng, and he said:

"Hmph, let me ask you, have you put my beads away for me?"

Zhao Sheng quickly nodded and replied, "Put it away, Master. Even my second uncle doesn't know where it is."

"you sure?"

The tone of the purple-clothed old man suddenly rose. Before he finished speaking, a powerful aura burst out from his body and pressed towards Zhao Sheng like a surging mountain torrent, pressing Zhao Sheng so hard that his body swayed and he almost fell to the ground.

"Yes...sure."

Zhao Sheng nodded with gritted teeth, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, and asked cautiously:

"Master, is something wrong?"

The purple-robed old man had a gloomy expression and said in a cold voice, "Well, I just sensed that the bead has been moved!"

"what?"

Zhao Sheng cried out in shock, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he said:

"Master, then...then what should we do now?"

The purple-robed old man snorted again and said in a cold tone:

"Hmph, let's go check it out first. I want to see who has the guts to touch my things!"

Then, he moved and stepped out of the room first, taking Zhao Sheng and Chen Zixuan, who had just hurriedly put on her clothes, and turned into three streams of light and quickly left the Yunyin Sect.

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