He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

Leng Huan felt a heaviness on her shoulders and hurriedly said, "But, Grandpa, I promised my friend I would explore the White Spring Secret Realm. A person cannot stand without integrity..."

One cannot break one's word. The Grand Elder stroked his beard, stood up, put his hands behind his back, pondered for a moment, and then waved his hand: "What's so difficult about that? Go then. The family will send Golden Core Guards to escort you, and Xiao Feng will accompany you. But while you are undergoing training, you must not slack off in your cultivation!"

"That's all for today. We old folks will soon be going into seclusion to study the classics. We hope you will achieve great things soon." The First Elder looked at Leng Huan with hope.

Why has she been the only one to awaken over all these years?

The elders have discussed this issue several times and concluded that the current generation of young people is too complacent.

You must know that beyond the Kunlun Snowfield lies a monstrous sea of ​​towering waves and ferocious demonic beasts. The tribesmen's adult training consists of fighting demonic beasts and battling against the raging waves!

He lacks maturity and experience; Leng Huan's departure three years ago was a series of unforeseen events.

In the past, for safety reasons and for fear that members of the clan might perish abroad, people did not encourage going out to train. However, this incident has changed that view.

"Nothing ventured, nothing gained; no one ventured into the dragon's den, nothing gained."

Hearing their agreement, Leng Huan relaxed: "Thank you for your permission, Grandpa. Cultivation is my own business, and I will definitely not slack off! In the future, I will be invincible and restore the glory of my clan!" Bragging doesn't cost money.

To challenge Fu Xun to a duel! That's a great goal.

Leng Feng: "..." That's a bit arrogant.

Dear elders: "..." Youth is truly wonderful.

...

Fu Xun, far away in the Misty Immortal Sect, sneezed lightly, continued to rub Sang Biao's head, glanced at the pregnant Xiao Bai beside him, and scolded Sang Biao: "You're living a good life, with your wife and children by your side, carefree and at ease."

Sang Biao: "Wang??"

Suddenly, he sighed helplessly, "You silly dog, you're just a mortal. Even though you're a wolf-dog hybrid, your lifespan is far too different from Little White's..."

Sang Biao: "Woof?"

Sang Biao: Dad, what should I do?

Fu Xun and the dog stared at each other for a moment. Suddenly, a jade box appeared in his hand. He opened it to reveal a beast spirit fruit, picked it up with calloused fingers, and held it to the dog's mouth. "This is a good thing. Eat it and you can start cultivating..."

It has the same effect as the Marrow Cleansing Grass, but it is only effective on animals.

Sang Biao leaned closer and sniffed, the strange fragrance filling his nostrils. Instantly, his dog eyes widened: "Woof woof woof?!"

"Awooo..." At this moment, Little White came over and rubbed against it, howling and barking at it, and pointed at the Beast Spirit Fruit with its paw.

"Woof!" Sang Biao responded, picked it up, and swallowed it whole.

Fu Xun rubbed the dog's head and instructed Xiao Bai, "It will be in a lot of pain in half an hour, so take care of it. I have to go now..."

Little White: "Awoo!"

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After the welcome banquet, Leng Huan chatted with her peers, recounting her experiences over the past few years. Amidst the envious and jealous glances, everyone seemed to surround her like stars around the moon.

Not to mention the past, her status is now completely different from what it used to be; nothing is more important than her status as an awakened saintess.

The patriarch has already informed the Murong family to choose another marriage partner, stating directly that Leng Huan is the next patriarch. Even if the Murong family is not satisfied, they can't force the patriarch to marry Leng Huan, can they?

If you want to cooperate, choose another marriage partner; otherwise, go your separate ways.

"Brother, what if the Murong family doesn't agree? The Blood Bodhi will be very expensive if it's auctioned off, right?"

As the event ended, Leng Huan and Leng Feng chatted as they walked along the path in the backyard. Everyone else had already left, and since her yard was closer to Leng Feng's, they walked together for a while.

"Don't worry, we can just buy it. Besides, the Blood Bodhi doesn't seem that important anymore. Bloodline is important, but it's not the root cause. For example, you haven't used any similar spiritual medicine."

"Oh, that's good." At the fork in the road, Leng Huan suddenly stopped. The moonlight was bright tonight, and by its glow, she casually observed Leng Feng's expression and asked:

"Brother, Uncle has announced that I will be the heir to the family headship. Aren't you happy?"

Leng Feng was surprised. After a moment's pause, he said bluntly, "Although you were very disappointing in the past, your ability is now beyond doubt. You are the hope of the family, and the revival of our clan is more important than anything else."

“We are of the same clan, a natural community of shared interests. Only with a powerful patriarch can we prevent outsiders from bullying us.”

"Even if I was a little resentful before, I was also self-aware enough not to hold a grudge because of my own insignificant selfishness."

Upon hearing this, Leng Huan was taken aback.

Leng Feng glanced at the figure that barely reached his chin. When she was little, she would just follow him around calling him "brother, brother," annoying like a duck. Now, she had become the hope of the entire clan.

He sighed with emotion: "When you faced Xiao Si, I thought you would be seriously injured if not dead, while I was trembling with fear and dared not cause her any trouble, after all, the weak are bullied."

Now, you are the hope to change this situation! Understand? You little idiot…”

Depend on!

"Little idiot" refers to the original owner of this body, who was often mocked and ridiculed by the cold wind when they were children.

Leng Huan immediately spat out, "Don't give me random nicknames!"

"However, you make a lot of sense,"

Leng Huan looked up at the moon: "When will the title 'Hidden Clan' be changed and become our own name...?"

The Kunlun Snow Tribe is the Kunlun Snow Tribe.

It was early spring in the northern region. Spring was late in arriving, and the courtyard was filled with evergreen pines and cypresses and cold bamboo. The rest of the trees and shrubs were seasonal flowers and trees with buds. A crabapple tree showed its bud tips in the chilly spring breeze.

Leng Huan reached out and gently stroked the slanting branch, murmuring in a mystical voice, "Mysterious and spiritual..."

Feeling the warm power surging through my body gather in my hands, in an instant the crabapple buds budded, grew, and bloomed, instantly covering the tree with blossoms.

!!!

Leng Feng was deeply shocked to witness this scene of revival of all things. It brought to life the scene recorded in the ancient books. The Kunlun snow region is covered with ice and snow all year round, but it is also full of vitality, with ice lotuses blooming one by one on the mountain peaks!

But Leng Huan frowned slightly, then sighed softly, "Plants and trees have spirits. Making them bloom prematurely will only cause them to wither prematurely... What a sin."

After saying that, she tried to control her power and slowly dissipate the mystical energy of the crabapple tree, causing the flowers to close and the leaves to wither, returning it to normal.

After a long silence, seeing what she had done, Leng Feng sighed deeply: "Perhaps, this is where I am inferior to you."

He stared at Leng Huan with a strange expression. "True strength lies in the ability to protect what one cares about; to only know destruction is to become a demon. However, I never expected you to have such a magnanimous heart..."

Leng Huan lowered his hand and rolled his eyes: "Maybe. Besides, why can't I have such thoughts? I cherish the vitality of plants and trees because they are pure and genuine, they are the source. They are no problem for me, it is because of me that they have lost their season."

"Tch! I'm not overflowing with sympathy, I just don't want to... 'I didn't kill Haitang, but Haitang died because of me,' I feel like I'm unknowingly tainted by karma, and I want to avoid it if I can."

"Once you have power, you can no longer do whatever you want... If you want to inherit power, you must bear its weight."

"Sometimes with great power comes great responsibility." Before she knew it, she had become the hope of the entire village and clan.

Hearing her words, Leng Feng was taken aback.

After a moment of silence, he looked up at the moon and sighed, "I think I understand..." He then shook his head and turned to walk back to his courtyard.

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When Leng Huan returned to the courtyard she had left behind, her two maids, Dongxue and Qiuyue, were still there and were very excited to see her.

"Young Miss, you're finally back!"

Two pretty maids stood at the courtyard gate to greet him, just like in the old days, which made Leng Huan feel a little emotional.

As soon as she returned, she was called to a meeting and then went to the Leng family's secret chamber to receive the inheritance. All sorts of cultivation techniques, secret manuals, and so on were stuffed into her mind. She spent the entire afternoon in the secret chamber, and in the evening she went directly to the Mingtang banquet hall to attend a grand welcoming banquet.

So this was the first time she had stepped into the courtyard, and only then did the two maids see her.

Outsiders didn't know why Leng Huan suddenly became the heir of the Leng family. They just assumed that the Leng family had reneged on the marriage alliance with the Murong family. The two maids only thought that Leng Huan's status and position had risen, and they felt that their master had a bright future.

"Are you guys okay?"

Leng Huan smiled slightly at them, completely at ease, because she no longer felt the same trepidation, absurdity, excitement, and lust she had felt before.

"Miss, we are fine." The maids nodded in unison, looking at Leng Huan and feeling that she had become more composed and dignified, her appearance was even more dazzling, her temperament had changed drastically, she was heroic and beautiful beyond compare!

The maids were bewildered. Was the training really so challenging?

They were a little afraid to look Leng Huan in the eye. They followed her to the embroidery pavilion, pushed open the door and invited her in: "Miss, we have prepared everything."

"Well...it's been years, and you're all quite reserved." Leng Huan chuckled as he stepped into the house, his voice trailing behind him: "Why are you afraid of me now?"

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