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Madam Yuan's injury was completely healed in just half a day.

Xuan Qingyuan couldn't help but worry about Chen An. He knew Gu Minglang's personality best; after seeing such a thing, he would definitely brag about Chen An everywhere.

Chen An's only backer is Ming San Peak. He has no family members at home, and his own cultivation level is not very high. As the saying goes, one should not flaunt one's wealth. If word gets out, he will inevitably be harmed by others.

At that time, it would be impossible for a few fellow disciples to protect Chen An.

As his most reliable second senior brother, he called Gu Minglang outside and instructed him: "Minglang, the matter of Chen An saving Madam Yuan must not be told to anyone."

Gu Minglang nodded firmly, "Okay."

This was the first time Xuan Qingyuan had ever seen her so obedient.

As Xuan Qingyuan was about to leave, Gu Minglang stopped him, saying, "Don't mention this in front of Chen An."

The sudden change in roles made Xuan Qingyuan feel a little uncomfortable, but he smiled and nodded, "Okay."

Gu Minglang nodded in satisfaction, indicating that Xuan Qingyuan could leave. Xuan Qingyuan followed Gu Minglang's instructions and walked back first.

Meng Huan's cultivation level was not as high as Xuan Qingyuan's. He was at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage and was only one step away from breaking through. Although this one step had blocked countless cultivators, everyone knew that he would break through sooner or later.

He was not familiar with Xuan Qingyuan. They had only met once in a secret realm. As outstanding young talents, they exchanged a few polite words and had no other contact.

When Xuan Qingyuan came to him about Chen An's matter, he breathed a sigh of relief. The package that Madam Yuan had given him was a hot potato, but no matter how he asked, his mother wouldn't say a word.

Xuan Qingyuan came today, which is a good opportunity to help him.

Meng Huan was surprised to learn that his usually upright mother had done this, but he didn't blame her at all. He just wanted to resolve the matter quickly and prevent his mother from making any more mistakes.

When Chen An offered his help, he was shocked. Such magnanimity was beyond his reach. He greatly admired Chen An's character, but after thinking it over, he still didn't know how to repay him.

While chatting with Xuan Qingyuan, he learned from Gu Minglang, who suddenly entered the room, that Chen An had no parents. He then had the idea of ​​becoming sworn brothers with him, but he was afraid that Chen An would not agree.

As dusk fell, Meng Huan made a decision and knocked on Chen An's door.

Chen An opened the door and asked, "Brother Meng, how is Madam?"

Meng Huan clasped his hands in a gesture of respect and said, "I am no longer in serious danger."

Chen An knew that Meng Huan had come to thank him, so he remained silent and waited for Meng Huan to speak.

"Thank you for saving my mother. I've thought about it a lot and this is the only thing I can think of. If you don't mind, we can become sworn siblings. Although I'm not very talented, I can still lend you a hand in times of crisis."

Chen An was surprised that Meng Huan would have such an idea. Cultivators are afraid of getting involved in karma, so they must be very careful about things like becoming sworn siblings.

But given their combined cultivation levels, it was impossible for Chen An to suffer a loss.

"I couldn't ask for more." Chen An returned the greeting, mimicking Meng Huan's manner of bowing.

"Good good."

Chen An and Meng Huan turned around together upon hearing the old man's voice. Elder Wu Shu, who had arrived at some unknown time, was holding a coyote skull and nodded in approval.

"Alright then, there's no need to invite that old man Ming San. I'll be your witness."

Elder Mingsan shouted, "Bullshit, who gave you a chance?" He shoved Elder Wushu aside and stood in the spot where Elder Wushu had been standing.

With a wave of his hand, the pine wood table descended from the sky and landed next to the boulder in the center of the mountaintop, along with two bamboo cushions and an incense burner.

"Take these." Elder Mingsan handed the two incense sticks and then walked to the table first.

Meng Huan and Chen An exchanged a smile and then went downstairs.

The incense sticks in their hands were lit, and the two knelt down, raising their hands in unison.

Meng Huan glanced at the spot where Madam Yuan had committed suicide and straightened his expression.

"I am Meng Huan."

"I am Chen An."

"We have become sworn siblings, sharing joys and sorrows, bound by loyalty and righteousness, and never abandoning each other. This is our sworn brotherhood."

Inserting the incense stick into the incense burner, Chen An looked at Madam Yuan, who was watching all of this.

Madam Yuan stepped forward, touched Chen An's hair, and took off the bracelet from her wrist: "I am not a cultivator. This was given to me by my mother when I was separated from her as a child. Now that you and Huan'er have become sworn brothers, you are also my daughter. I give this to you, wishing you peace and good fortune."

Chen An had no feelings for Madam Yuan, but since the gift was very valuable, she still reached out and accepted it. "Thank you, I will keep it safe."

As evening approached, Meng Huan, being a disciple of the Xu Hua Sect, knew it was inappropriate to stay there for long, so he and Madam Yuan left early.

Chen An sat in the room, holding Madam Yuan's bracelet and looking at it for a long time. The dark green bracelet was crystal clear, and upon closer inspection, it seemed as if water ripples were constantly moving. He tried it on, and the size was just right.

Although it was of no benefit to his cultivation, Chen An still put the bracelet on his wrist.

The things Qingyue gave to Madam Yuan were left with Chen An.

Chen An opened the package and carefully checked it. It was three times the amount Elder Mingsan had given him, and he once again marveled at Elder Haotian's wealth and generosity.

The next day, Chen An began his cultivation as before, but this time he devoted one-third of his time to swordsmanship and one-third to the "Fire Control Technique".

Practicing swordsmanship was undoubtedly the most painful thing for Chen An among them. Every time he finished practicing, his wrists felt like they were about to break. What was torturous was that once swordsmanship training began, it could not be stopped. He had to wait until his wrists adapted to the intensity before he could continue, otherwise he would have to start all over again.

On the fifth day, three fireballs the size of fingers condensed in Chen An's dantian. She came to an open space and, following the instructions in the book, spurred the fireballs out of her body and launched them, blasting apart a half-meter-high rock in front of her.

Unfortunately, she found that the fireball in her dantian did not reappear.

Having completed his task for the day, Chen An finally made it back. As soon as he saw Gu Minglang and Xue Shumo, they pulled him to the dining table.

Xue Shumo crossed her arms and said angrily, "Little cripple, that Qing Yue is shameless. She's spreading rumors that you were after Elder Haotian's initiation gift, which is why she used tricks to harm you. What's most speechless is that some people actually believe it."

Chen An chuckled and ruffled Xue Shumo's hair. "Let her say whatever she wants for now. The martial arts tournament is coming up soon, and we'll beat her up together."

“Okay, but you can’t hold back then.” Xue Shumo agreed with Chen An’s suggestion, and Gu Minglang chimed in.

Xuan Qingyuan brought over the prepared food, frowning slightly: "Qingyue's talent is arguably the strongest in the history of Zhaoning Sect. It won't be easy for you to defeat her."

Chen An knew that Xuan Qingyuan was worried about the two of them, so he lowered his head and started eating.

"I've already opened my meridians, defeating that little green tea is a piece of cake. Starting tomorrow, my cultivation time will double, hmph." Xue Shumo viciously shoveled the rice in her bowl into her mouth.

Xuan Qingyuan smiled and said, "How could I forget? Xiao Shumo is also very talented. The key is that our Xiao Shumo has a kind heart, so she will definitely cultivate faster than her."

"That's more like it." Xue Shumo picked up a piece of pork rib with satisfaction.