Chapter 9 Punishment
Chapter 9 Punishment
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Discipline Hall.
The eight elders of the Yuncheng Yan family have all arrived, with the head of the family, Yan Mu, sitting in the first seat.
In the center of the lobby, Yan Qingmo was dressed in black, with his right hand behind his back, his posture upright, his expression calm, without any sign of nervousness.
At one side, Yan Tianyu, who had undergone simple treatment, was kneeling on the ground, his face pale and his breath weak.
"What happened?" When the Great Elder saw this scene, he turned to the head of the family, Yanmu, and asked.
Several elders looked at each other and glanced at the second elder standing aside. After all, the one kneeling in the hall was the second elder's beloved grandson, and everyone was wondering what had happened.
The second elder clenched his fists, his face gloomy, and stared at Yan Qingmo with his eyes, as if he wanted to skin her alive.
Yan Mu nodded slightly to the Great Elder, glanced at the Second Elder, and stood up solemnly.
"Everyone, I have gathered you all in the Discipline Hall today so that you can be witnesses."
"Yan Tianyu, not only did you beat up your own people, you even stole things from the Yan clan leader. Do you plead guilty?"
"What? The clan leader's thing?" Upon hearing this, the Great Elder stood up in surprise, and then looked at Yan Qingmo who was standing beside him.
The patriarch of the Yan family, Yan Qingmo's grandfather, is Yan Shen.
In Yuncheng, it is impossible to be related to the patriarch of the Yan family and to say that he has nothing to do with Yan Qingmo.
Feeling the gaze of the great elder, Yan Qingmo did not panic. He clasped his fists and explained:
"Dear elders, half a month ago, I was seriously injured and unconscious in the backyard. When I woke up, I found that the crystal card on my body was missing. This crystal card was temporarily stored with me by my grandfather, but now it was found on Yan Tianyu, and he spent a lot of money. Qing Mo also begs the elders to seek justice for me."
"How can this be, Yan Qingmo, please don't go too far!" Yan Chang finally couldn't help it, slammed the table, pointed in the direction of Yan Qingmo, and cursed angrily:
"You are just relying on the fact that you are the grandson of the clan leader. If you say that something belongs to the clan leader, does it really belong to the clan leader? The clan leader has been in seclusion for half a year, and you are just taking advantage of the power of the tiger. Not only did you seriously injure Yu'er in the martial arts training ground, you also slandered him for stealing the clan leader's things. You are simply doing whatever you want."
As soon as he finished speaking, the butler Yan Zhou hurried in from outside. He stood in the middle and saluted.
"Master."
"Well, how's the investigation going?" Yan Mu ignored the nonsense Yan Chang said and asked the butler Yan Zhou.
"Master, I went to the Central Business Office to ask, and the authentication information of this crystal card is indeed the master's. This card is a secondary card."
Yan Tianyu, who was already weak, collapsed all over when he heard this. It was over.
The evidence is conclusive.
"Yan Tianyu, now we have witnesses and evidence. You beat your fellow tribesmen and stole the tribe leader's things. But considering your young age, I will sentence you to 200 lashes." Yan Mu announced the punishment for Yan Tianyu directly in public.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, please save me. I was drunk for a moment. Yes, I was drunk. Master, I was drunk. I was wrong. I really know I was wrong."
Yan Tianyu got up from the ground, ran to Yan Chang, grabbed his arm, and cried for mercy.
Yan Chang also had a gloomy face. He didn't expect Yan Mu to be so heartless, but he had to save Yan Tianyu.
At present, the only two people in the Yuncheng Yan family with comparable talents are Yan Tianyu and Yan Zizhen. He has been trying his best to cultivate them over the years. If they really lose Yan Tianyu, it will have a great impact on the future strength of their lineage.
"Master, Tianyu violated the clan rules this time and he deserves to be punished. But considering that he has been seriously injured, it is better to give him a lighter punishment." The fifth elder stood up and persuaded.
"Besides, Tianyu has already broken through to the Seven-Star Mystic Master level, and will soon be taking the three-year family assessment of the Yan family. If he is seriously injured and his cultivation is damaged, it will be a huge loss for us."
This statement caused several elders nearby to nod their heads secretly, and they also advised:
"Master, the Fifth Elder is right. The family assessment is imminent, so let's be lenient."
Yan Mu's eyes dimmed as he looked at the Fifth Elder. He usually worked secretly with the Second Elder, so it was not surprising that he was in cahoots with the Second Elder now.
"Master, I also think what the elders said is correct. Now that the family assessment is imminent, it is the time to recruit people. For the sake of the overall situation, we should not lose such a talented person."
No one expected that Yan Qingmo would actually plead for Yan Tianyu.
"Seventh Young Master is worthy of being the direct descendant, he knows the big picture, haha." The fifth elder immediately flattered him.
"Fifth Elder, I haven't finished speaking yet, so there's no need to be so anxious to praise me."
The fifth elder choked and said, "Hmph." He then sat down.
"We can avoid heavy punishment, but in order to set an example and serve as a warning to everyone, how about reducing the 200 lashes to 50?"
Yan Qingmo knew that the Yan family in Yuncheng was now divided into factions and had complicated relationships. Although Uncle Yan Mu was able to stabilize the situation, he was sometimes still restrained by others.
Rather than putting him in a dilemma, it is better to find another way.
"Okay, since the lash is reduced to fifty, Yan Tianyu must pay back twice the amount of money he spent. Second Elder, do you have any objections?"
Yan Mu received the look from Yan Qingmo and stood up.
"No." Yan Chang didn't dare to object at this time, he agreed instantly.
However, Yan Qingmo suddenly stepped forward again, and Yan Chang's heart skipped a beat.
"Master, Third Elder, although I proposed to reduce the lash to fifty, I am still very angry. Can you please let me carry out the fifty lashes myself?"
Yanmu exchanged a glance with the third elder who was in charge of punishment and nodded slightly.
"Can."
On the square outside the Discipline Hall, Yan Tianyu was kneeling in the center of the square with his hands tied behind his back.
The Yan family members around were discussing in whispers.
"I heard that he stole the Seventh Young Master's things and was discovered."
"Seventh Master, that loser from the Imperial Capital?"
"What a waste! Didn't you see how Yan Tianyu was beaten so badly in the training ground that he couldn't even get up and was nailed to the ground?"
"They deserve it. They always bully us and act so arrogantly."
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Yan Qingmo walked slowly in front of Yan Tianyu with a whip in his hand. Before anyone could react, a hair-raising gust of wind came towards him and hit Yan Tianyu directly.
"ah--"
Yan Tianyu felt that his whole body was numb and he couldn't help but tremble all over.
But what made him even more uncomfortable was that he was being whipped by the notorious waste in the imperial capital, right here in front of everyone.
The hatred in Yan Tianyu's heart rose rapidly, and he swore that he would make Yan Qingmo's life a living hell.
"Pa! Pa!" The beating again and again makes people hold their breath unconsciously.
At this moment, the square was completely silent. The teenagers who had just been making a fuss were staring with disbelief in their eyes, but they were thinking in their hearts:
"Why is he so handsome?"
"Enough, stop!" Yan Chang shouted as soon as he counted fifty lashes.
At this time, Yan Tianyu had been beaten unconscious, with his head hanging weakly.
"Yan Qingmo, you are so cruel to your own people. You are reallyââ"
Before Yan Chang finished his scolding, Yan Mu interrupted him:
"It's just a flesh wound. This whipping didn't even use my profound strength. Second Elder, please stop talking nonsense."
Everyone here is a master of Tianxuan Master. How could they not tell whether the mysterious power was used or not? Do you really think they are all fools?
"Okay, that's enough for today. Take him back and have a good rest. Don't delay the family assessment."
"Yes." The second elder gritted his teeth and agreed, and quickly ordered that Yan Tianyu be sent back to heal his injuries.
"Qing Mo, if you have time, please come to my study." Yan Mu turned to Yan Qing Mo and spoke much more gently.
"Yes, Master."Chapter 10: Past Events
Chapter 10: Past Events
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The crowd dispersed, but the discussion continued.
Yan Qingmo did not stay here, but turned around and prepared to go to Yan Mu's study.
Yan Zizhen scratched his head and quickly followed. Just as he was thinking about how to start the conversation, Yan Qingmo in front of him suddenly stopped and turned to look at him.
The meaning is obvious, why follow her?
"I just feel that you are not the kind of person who would let him go so easily." Yan Zizhen thought about it and couldn't help but ask.
Yan Qingmo ignored him, turned around and continued walking forward, but the corner of his mouth curled up.
"Quite perceptive!" Yan Qingmo thought to herself. Of course she would not let him go. She said that she wanted to take his life.
Along the way, Yan Zizhen didn't ask any other questions and was unusually quiet.
Walking into the courtyard in front of the study, Yan Qingmo looked at Yan Zizhen who was still following behind him and asked:
"How long do you plan to follow me?"
Yan Zizhen's face suddenly turned red, as if he was a little shy? And a little embarrassed.
"sorry!"
"It's just... I hope you can forgive me for what happened before."
Yan Qingmo was stunned by his reaction. It was indeed a child's way of doing things.
"If you don't say anything, I will assume that you have forgiven me." Yan Zizhen felt that Yan Qingmo's current attitude meant that she had already forgiven him, so he let himself go.
"If I had known you were so capable, I would have recognized you as my boss."
"As the boss, I think you are asking for a fight." A cold voice sounded from behind. Yan Zizhen's back stiffened and he turned around slowly.
"Mom, you're back!"
Wen Mengzhu ignored him and walked to Yan Qingmo, saying with concern:
"Have you recovered?"
"Thank you for your concern, ma'am. I'm fully recovered now."
When Yan Qingmo saw that the visitor was Yan Mu and his wife, Yan Zizhen's mother, he bowed to her respectfully.
She had been in a coma for three days and three nights, and it was Mrs. Wen who had been taking good care of her. When she woke up, she wanted to thank her in person, but was told that Mrs. Wen was out on patrol, so nothing happened.
"That's good. Your serious illness this time is closely related to this brat of mine." As he said this, he glared at Yan Zizhen beside him.
"I won't disturb your conversation with your uncle. I'll take this with me."
After saying that, he grabbed Yan Zizhen's ear and dragged him out of the yard.
"Hey, be gentle, be gentle, Mom."
"Boss, I'll come see you tomorrow, Boss, ouch!"
Yan Qingmo felt that she seemed to know who had made Yan Zizhen into this kind of person, but fortunately, her ears were finally quiet.
"Uncle Mu." Yan Qingmo followed Yan Mu into the study, raised his hands and clasped his fists in greeting, "Thanks to you for taking care of me these past two months. I haven't formally thanked you yet, Iââ"
"Oh, what are you talking about thanking me? If it weren't for your father, I would have turned into a pile of dust now." Seeing Yan Qingmo being so polite, Yan Mu quickly waved his hand, interrupted her and motioned her to sit down.
"My father? Are you very familiar with my father?" Yan Qingmo didn't expect that this was actually related to her father Yan Yi.
"Your father was a famous genius in the capital. He was extremely gifted. I was also fortunate enough to participate in the family competition and received guidance from your father."
"Later, when I was out for training, I encountered a seventh-level mysterious beast. I thought I would die on the spot, but your father saved me." Yanmu slowly recounted what happened that year, and his tone was quite emotional.
"When the news of your father's death in the secret realm came out, I didn't believe it. I went to the imperial capital to visit your grandfather in person and ask for the truth." Yanmu paused at this point. The ending of this truth -
As if he felt that the atmosphere was a bit heavy, he said:
"But I held you in my arms at that time. You were so small, but you didn't cry when you saw me. You even smiled at me. You were so much better than that brat in my house."
After Yan Mu finished speaking, he laughed a few times and seemed to have thought of something.
"Qing Mo, are you able to repair the chain now? And have you broken through to the level of Xuanshi?"
Yan Mu had felt the residual fluctuations of Xuanli on the arrows in the training ground before. The energy was pure and rich, able to nail Yan Tianyu's three arrows to the ground. This was not something that a Xuan practitioner or a Xuan scholar could achieve, but his control was insufficient, so he must be a beginner.
"Well, I just untied the shackles in my Dantian a few days ago, and I am currently a one-star Xuanshi."
Yan Qingmo did not hide this. First, sooner or later it would be revealed that she could repair chains. Second, she could feel that Uncle Yan Mu really cared about her. For someone she could trust, Yan Qingmo felt that there was no need to hide this matter.
"Okay, okay, I knew it. A good father will have a good son. Your father was such a brilliant man. You are his son, so how could you be mediocre?" Yan Mu was very happy, but he did not mention the fact that Yan Qingmo had unlocked the seal at all.
He knew in his heart that in just a few days, he could grow from a person with no cultivation to a one-star master. It was impossible to say that there were no secrets. However, this was Qing Mo's own secret. He had no right to ask, nor did he want to ask.
Yan Qingmo did not take the initiative to explain, and the two of them tacitly passed over the matter.
"Uncle Mu, if I break through to the Xuanshi level, can I go to the library and choose a manual?"
She couldn't repair the chain before, because at that time she was more focused on alchemy and medicine, and she really hadn't read much about the mystical techniques.
"Well, it is true that you can choose a book of magic that suits you." Yan Mu nodded and replied in agreement.
Then, he took out a book of spells from his storage bag and handed it to Yan Qingmo.
"This is the ninth-grade Xuan-level spell your father gave me back then - the Wind and Cloud Sword Spell. This place is not like the imperial capital. There are only a few spells above the fifth-grade Xuan-level, and there are none above the Earth-level."
"Back then, I was able to successfully take the position of the head of the family. This spell played an indispensable role. However, because it was given by your father, I never kept it in the library. I never thought that one day I would be able to give it to you personally."
Yan Mu looked at this spell and felt that the cycle of cause and effect was indescribably wonderful.
Yan Qingmo took it with both hands and was about to thank him when Yan Mu waved his hand.
"Qing Mo, Uncle Mu is very happy to hand it over to you today." He finally was able to do something within his ability for his benefactor.
Yan Qingmo looked at the spell in his hand and felt that it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, not because of its high level, but because it carried the expectations of everyone, including his father, Uncle Yan Mu, and even his grandfather who was far away in the imperial capital.
She straightened her mind and looked firmly at the words on the other side:
"Qing Mo will definitely live up to everyone's expectations."
Find the right path, slay the inner demons, travel across the nine provinces, and break the sky.Chapter 11: Intricate Connections
Chapter 11: Intricate Connections
Yan Qingmo followed Yan Mu and slowly came to a three-story building.
Looking up, I saw the three square characters "Book Collection Pavilion" written on the plaque.
"This is where the Yuncheng Yan family stores the chain repair techniques. There are three floors in total."
Yanmu introduced her to the place and led her through the door to a table next to the stairs on the first floor.
"Great Elder, I brought Qing Mo here today to choose a suitable spell for her." Yan Mu explained to the Great Elder the reason for his visit today.
"Oh? Choosing spells? Have you reached the level of a Xuan Master?" The Great Elder also found it incredible. He took out the testing stone and placed it on the table.
Yan Qingmo raised his hand, and mysterious energy immediately gathered in his palm. He then input it into the test stone. The test stone instantly showed a pale yellow light, and a star in the nine-star formation engraved on it lit up.
He is indeed a one-star Xuanshi. He broke through to Xuanshi at the age of fifteen. Isn't he considered a waste? Are the people in the imperial capital blind?
"No problem, you can go to the second floor to choose your own spell." As he said that, he took out a formation card and handed it to Yan Qingmo.
"After you enter, you can choose the spell you want within one stick of incense. If you haven't finished choosing by the time limit, you will be automatically driven out of the barrier by the formation card. Do you understand?" Yan Mu finally instructed Yan Qingmo.
She smiled and nodded to Yanmu:
"Uncle Mu, don't worry, I will finish the selection in time." After saying that, he said goodbye to Yan Mu and the great elder and went into the second floor.
"What's going on with this Seventh Young Master?" The Great Elder was confused and asked Yanmu.
"You are a genius, how can you be trapped?" Yan Mu did not tell the Great Elder the specific reason, but just replied with this sentence lightly and turned to leave.
How can a golden fish stay in a pond? It will turn into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds.
The Great Elder looked at Yan Mu's departing back, as if thinking about something. Finally, he just sighed, closed his eyes and entered into meditation, waiting for the young man to come out.
After Yan Qingmo entered the second floor, a layer of white mist instantly covered her eyes. When she walked about ten steps forward, the formation card in her hand suddenly activated and brought her into the real library on the second floor.
Yan Qingmo continued to walk forward, his eyes sweeping across the rows of bookshelves.
The chain repair techniques are generally divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang. Each level is divided into one to nine grades.
Most of the spells here are of yellow level, and there are no more than fifty of black level spells, and their quality is uneven.
In fact, with the "Fengyun Sword Art" given by Uncle Yanmu, there is no need to force herself to learn high-level techniques. She wants a book that suits her current body movements, or other types of techniques, which can complement each other.
"Master, Master, please go to the right corner. There is something connected to the Panlong Silk there."
Ah Xing's voice suddenly came from my mind.
"Panlong Silk?" Yan Qingmo raised his left hand. The Panlong Silk had now shrunk into a silver plain ring, which he put on his middle finger, looking inconspicuous.
"Well, this kind of fluctuation is too weak. Since Ah Xing is a spirit, he only felt a little bit."
Yan Qingmo immediately walked towards the direction Ah Xing said. Suddenly, the Panlong silk on the middle finger of his left hand began to heat up.
"It seems that there are indeed things related to Panlong silk here." Yan Qingmo's eyes lit up slightly.
The Panlong Silk was originally a reward given to my second elder brother Yan Zihan from the family's Treasure House when he broke through to the level of Earthly Profound Master and was selected by the Sky Profound Sword Sect as an inner disciple.
Unlike ordinary weapons, Panlong Silk is easy to carry. Even if it cannot use mysterious power, its sharpness is enough to be comparable to a treasure.
So before Yan Zihan left home, he specially gave it to her for self-defense, and it was not given by her grandfather as Yan Chang and others guessed.
After being able to repair the chain, Ah Xing discovered the Panlong Silk wrapped around her wrist. At that time, he told her that the Panlong Silk should not be as simple as a fifth-rank Xuan weapon. It seemed that something was missing, or it was sealed.
Yan Qingmo withdrew his thoughts and his eyes suddenly fixed on a dusty bamboo scroll beside him.
The bamboo slips were emitting a faint silver light, which echoed with the halo of the coiled dragon silk.
Yan Qingmo no longer hesitated, reached out and picked it up.
Suddenly, the Panlong silk was instantly unsealed from the form of a ring and transformed into strands of silver silk threads, wrapping the bamboo slips.
Click--click--
The surface of the bamboo slip actually began to peel off slowly, revealing a jade slip as white as snow.
"It's dragon marrow. There is a piece of dragon marrow sealed in the jade slip. No wonder I felt that Panlong Silk seemed to be missing something. It turns out that someone sealed its most important dragon marrow." Ah Xing spoke again.
"No wonder it's called Panlongsi." After listening to Ah Xing's explanation, Yan Qingmo finally understood the reason.
After being completely unsealed, the Panlong Silk returned to the form of a ring and coiled around her finger, while the jade slip in front of her also rested quietly in her palm.
However, looking at the jade slip in his hand, Yan Qingmo's first thought was: "How is she going to take this out?" Now this scroll of magic formula does not look ordinary at all.
As if sensing Yan Qingmo's thoughts, Panlongsi extended a silver thread and gently stroked the palm where the jade slip was placed. A few drops of blood emerged and were instantly absorbed by the jade slip.
At the same time, Yan Qingmo also felt the connection between her and the jade slip.
"A Thousand Threads"âa ninth-grade heavenly magic formula.
Panlong Silkââa ninth-level advanced mysterious weapon.
Two pieces of information quickly entered Yan Qingmo's mind.
"Ninth grade of heavenly rank? Ninth grade mystical weapon?" Yan Qingmo was a little surprised. She didn't expect that she could actually unlock the seal of Panlong Silk in the library, and she didn't expect that the original grade of Panlong Silk was so high.
Looking at the jade slip and Panlong silk in her hands, Yan Qingmo curled her lips slightly. Although it was an accident, she liked this kind of unexpected surprise.
After making his choice, Yan Qingmo did not stay long and left directly holding the jade slip.
The great elder who had been waiting slowly opened his eyes after hearing the voice.
"Have you chosen?"
His eyes unconsciously fell on the bamboo slips in Yan Qingmo's hand. At this time, the white jade slips turned back into ordinary bamboo slips, without any change.
Yan Qingmo placed it in front of the great elder and registered it.
"Thousands of threads, first level of Xuan grade." This was the level of this spell before it was unsealed.
A hint of surprise flashed across the Great Elder's face, but then he remembered that Yan Qingmo had the Panlong Silk in his hand, which was very suitable for this spell.
"This set of Thousand Threads was a spell that the master of the imperial capital distributed to Yuncheng a long time ago. I didn't expect it to be back in your hands now."
"Distributed by the master? Could it be that this spell was also brought out from the secret realm by the ancestor at that time? I can ask grandpa about the secret realm after returning to the imperial capital." Yan Qingmo speculated in his heart after listening.
The Great Elder handed the registered spell back to Yan Qingmo and encouraged him, "Practice the spell well, don't be too radical."
Yan Qingmo nodded slightly, smiled faintly, and thanked the elder with a fist:
"Thank you, Great Elder. Qing Mo will keep it in mind."
After saying that, he turned and left the library.Chapter 12 RetributionChapter 12 Retribution
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Back in the house, Yan Qingmo sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, and with a movement of his spiritual consciousness he entered the star field.
"Master, you are here." As soon as Ah Xing saw Yan Qingmo coming, he immediately floated over.
"Well, after all, it's a heavenly-level spell, coupled with a ninth-level mystical weapon. I'm worried that it will cause too much noise outside, so it's safer to do it in the domain." Yan Qingmo explained to Axing.
He then took out the jade slip, poured his profound energy into it, and immediately concentrated his mind to study the chain repair technique that appeared in his mind.
"Thousand Threads Formation - Transform into thousands of threads, sharp as a blade, capable of cutting through gold and jade."
"Soft as a finger - gathered in the palm, hard as a rock, invulnerable to swords and spears."
Yan Qingmo muttered these two sentences of magic formula. The first sentence was easy to understand. After the Panlong silk was unsealed, each silver thread could be used as a sharp blade to kill people without leaving any blood.
The higher the level of cultivation, the more Panlong silk can be controlled, and eventually it can form a thousand-thread formation, killing people invisibly.
But this second sentence -
Yan Qingmo thought carefully, slowly raised his left hand, and the mysterious power condensed instantly, and the Panlong silk was unsealed from the form of a ring.
"Concentrate the profound power, gather it in your palm, and break mountains and rivers with one palm!"
All the mysterious power in Yan Qingmo's body gathered towards his left hand. The Panlong silk that had originally turned into strands of silver threads instantly wrapped around his left hand, like a silver glove.
There seemed to be countless silver air blades between her palms, gradually spreading to her entire left arm.
"Twist your fingers around and break mountains and rivers."
Suddenly, an extremely terrifying aura burst out from the palm of his hand, and the mysterious power swept towards the surrounding sea, stirring up thousands of waves.
Yan Qingmo opened her eyes, smiled slightly, and looked at her own left hand.
The Panlong silk was still wrapped around her left hand, with the upper end extending to her forearm.
This is the "soft armor around fingers", which can quickly start from the fingers and gradually cover the body to form a powerful defensive protection. It can also strengthen attacks such as fists and palms. It is a bit like the golden silk soft armor in martial arts novels.
"Master, that palm you just struck was so powerful!" Ah Xing excitedly shared with Yan Qingmo what he had just seen.
"It is very powerful, worthy of being a heavenly-grade spell and a ninth-grade mysterious weapon." Yan Qingmo also agreed with this.
However, with her current cultivation level of a one-star Xuan Master, it was still a little difficult for her to use this move. Now the Xuan Qi in her body was gone with just one palm.
Yan Qingmo quickly sat down cross-legged and felt the mysterious energy around him.
Soon, a large amount of Xuan Qi rushed into her body, replenishing the Xuan power consumed by this move.
Countless mysterious forces gathered in Dantian, forming a mysterious force vortex, which madly drew the mysterious energy outside the body in. Yan Qingmo's aura rose again.
Suddenly, a subtle shattering sound came from her body, crackââ
Two-star master.
Surprisingly, in just a few days, he was promoted to the next level.
Yan Qingmo opened his bright eyes, stretched, and felt full of strength.
Although I used up all my mystical energy this time when trying "Soft Finger Art", I was promoted to a two-star mystical master because of it, which was a pleasant surprise.
However, at present she rarely uses this move as an attack, but she can practice using it as a defense.
Yan Qingmo thought this in his mind, and immediately controlled the Panlong Silk and began to practice repeatedly.
The next day, early morning.
Yan Qingmo had just finished his morning exercise as usual when he heard Yan Zizhen shouting loudly:
"Boss, Boss, something big has happened!"
Yan Zizhen rushed in from outside the yard, ran to her, sat down on the stone bench, and took two deep breaths.
"Boss, Yan Tianyu is useless. Not only is he useless, he's also stupid."
After listening to this, Yan Qingmo raised his eyebrows, but did not show any surprise.
She did not use any mystical power when she whipped fifty times, but that does not mean she did not use her mental power.
In her previous life, she was a ninth-level psychic, and with that, she had contracted the Hunyuan Star Disk. Although she was currently inferior to everyone present in terms of cultivation, no one could match her in terms of mental power.
She used the whip, and every time she whipped it, she transmitted a little bit of her mental power into Yan Tianyu's body, constructing a mental barrier in his sea of ââconsciousness and dantian respectively.
Once someone inputs too much Xuanli into Dantian, the barrier will be broken, and the effect will be like a bomb. Yan Tianyu, who is only a seven-star Xuanshi, will naturally not escape the result of being blown into pieces.
"After returning yesterday, the Second Elder asked the Fourth Elder to treat Yan Tianyu's internal injuries. It was said that it was not a serious matter and that he just needed to rest well. Who would have thought that the Second Elder would actually take out a third-grade soul-restoring pill in order to help Yan Tianyu recover as soon as possible."
The third-grade soul-restoring pill is already an extremely precious pill for ordinary chain cultivators. After all, this is Yuncheng, not the imperial capital.
"It seems that Yan Chang really invested a lot of money. Time passed faster than she thought. Her original plan was three days. After all, it would take time for Yan Tianyu to gather the profound strength in his Dantian. Who would have thought that Yan Chang would help her a lot."
Yan Qingmo was secretly thinking about her plan in her heart, while Yan Zizhen next to her was still talking incessantly.
"At that time, the second elder suspected you at the first moment. Damn, he is such a bad old man. He wants to slander you without any evidence. He is so shameless." Although I also suspect it was you.
However, Yan Zizhen didn't dare to say the last sentence out loud and could only think about it for a moment in his heart.
"It is said that the five elders finally persuaded him to stop. Boss, you should be careful in the future and stay away from them. You never know when they mightââ"
Yan Zizhen raised his hand and gestured in front of his neck, and blinked his eyes. You know what he meant, killing for revenge.
Yan Qingmo listened to Yan Zizhen's words, and after a little thought, he could roughly guess what he meant.
The Fifth Elder was still afraid of her grandfather. Even though her grandfather Yan Shen was still in seclusion and she was demoted to Yuncheng, who could guarantee that she would not go back and that Yan Shen would not take revenge on her later?
After all, it's just for one's own benefit.
"Everyone says that this is Yan Tianyu's retribution. He always bullies the less talented disciples in the family. He deserves it." Yan Zizhen nodded after he finished speaking, with a look of agreement on his face.
Yan Qingmo looked at him and raised an eyebrow.
"Really? I remember someone also formed cliques and factions, andâ" He was interrupted before he could finish his words.
"Hehe, boss, didn't I say I forgive you? When I went back yesterday, I disbanded my group of younger brothers. From now on, I will hang out with you." After saying this, he puffed out his chest.
Yan Qingmo stood up, untied the weight tied to his arm, and suddenly asked:
"Are you familiar with the Treasure Pavilion in Yuncheng?"
"Treasure Pavilion? Boss, you want to go out?"
Yan Zizhen looked enthusiastic and followed Yan Qingmo like a brothel owner soliciting customers.
"I know the way. I'm sure I know the way. I'll lead you."
Chapter 13: Treasure Pavilion
Chapter 13: Treasure Pavilion
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Yan Qingmo walked leisurely on the street, his eyes sweeping around, looking at the streets of Yuncheng that were full of ancient atmosphere.
Unlike the previous life which had experienced the apocalypse for ten years, the streets at this time were bustling with people coming and going, and the surroundings were filled with the cries of hawkers, forming a thriving and vibrant picture.
"I haven't felt this kind of breath of life for a long time." Yan Qingmo couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"That's the Treasure Pavilion." Yan Zizhen beside him suddenly spoke, pointing to a magnificent plaque.
Looking up, you will see a wide and tall gilded gate with the three characters "Baobaoge" written on it. The characters are smooth and give people a cheerful feeling, but they have to be made to look golden, and the aura of nouveau riche comes towards you.
Baibao Pavilion is the most famous trading company on the mainland, and it also has a branch in the imperial capital. However, the prices of the items there are 10% to 20% higher, so the price-performance ratio is not very high, but the items are very complete and of high quality.
"Let's go in and take a look." Yan Qingmo looked at the attic which was about three stories high, turned his head and said to Yan Zizhen, then he walked in.
After entering the Treasure Pavilion, Yan Qingmo looked around. Although there were many types of items on the first floor, their levels were generally low. Most of them were first- and second-grade elixirs, and the weapons were mostly first-level mystical weapons. There were even some extremely gorgeous ordinary ornaments.
Yan Qingmo then came to the second floor. Compared with the first floor, the second floor of the Treasure Pavilion seemed a bit empty. Although the variety of items was reduced, they were all rare treasures, and the prices were more than doubled.
"Boss, do you need to buy anything?" Yan Zizhen asked curiously after walking around.
"Let's take a look first. I want to learn more."
She had always wanted to become an alchemist and had the basic knowledge, but it was all talk before. She came to the Treasure Pavilion, firstly to buy the materials needed for alchemy and weapons suitable for her, and secondly to understand the current situation of elixirs and weapons in this world.
"Shopkeeper, how much is this sword?" She asked, picking up a long sword on the counter.
The Luoshui Sword is a third-level primary mystical weapon, of the same level as the sword purchased by Yan Tianyu. She was a little curious about how much this third-level mystical weapon could be sold for.
"This Luoshui Sword is a third-level primary Xuan weapon, worth 366,000 gold coins."
The shopkeeper looked at the two young men. Although they were young, they were very impressive, especially the young man holding the sword. He spoke more enthusiastically:
"I wonder what kind of sword this gentleman wants. I can recommend one to you."
When Yan Qingmo heard the price, he was quite surprised. It seemed that some special professions in this world were indeed very profitable, but they also cost a lot of money.
Thinking of the "Fengyun Sword Art" that Uncle Yanmu gave her, it should be suitable for a light long sword.
"Boss, what do you think of this bow?" Yan Zizhen suddenly waved at her from the other side.
Yan Qingmo put down the sword he was choosing, walked closer, and looked at the silver-white bow on the shelf that looked like it was carved from ice, with ten arrows placed underneath it.
The first impression of this set of bows and arrows is cleanliness and grandeur.
There are no exquisitely carved mysterious patterns, nor are there any dazzling crystals inlaid, but it is this unique design that makes it even more dazzling.
Yan Zizhen felt that the temperament of this bow was particularly suitable for his boss. It was a bow that was both subtle and restrained, yet still sharp.
"Sir, do you like this one?"
Yan Qingmo looked at the bow and nodded secretly, it was indeed good.
"This bow was made by Master Gong Yan, a fourth-level weapon refiner from my Baibao Pavilion. Unfortunately, the bow was not completely refined, so it is only a second-level profound weapon and has not been named."
"Ah? This bow is not yet finished? Then why did you put it out?"
"Although it has not been refined, this does not affect its use. If you meet a higher-level refiner in the future, you can refine this set of bows and arrows again." The shopkeeper explained hurriedly.
Having said that, high-level refiners are not easy to find, and most refiners are arrogant and rarely willing to modify the work of others. Most of them focus on their own achievements.
"Oh, I originally wanted to buy this bow and arrow and give it to the boss." Yan Zizhen looked at the bow and arrow in front of him and thought with some disappointment.
"Hey! Isn't this the Seventh Young Master Yan from the Imperial Capital? I didn't expect to run into him here."
Yan Qingmo looked at the bow and arrow in front of her and liked it very much, but compared to the bow and arrow, she might still choose a long sword as her weapon.
Just when I was about to tell the shopkeeper to forget it, I heard such an arrogant voice first.
"Why did Young Master Yan Qi come to the Treasure Pavilion? This place is not suitable for a loser like you who can't even repair chains. And you even took a fancy to a loser like this who hasn't even finished refining. It turns out that losers should be paired with losers." After saying this, he laughed a few times.
Yan Qingmo frowned, looking at the man who suddenly appeared ten steps in front of her, and opened her red lips slightly:
"roll."
"Qin Lang, why are you here?" Yan Zizhen heard the voice and turned around, only to find that the person who came was Qin Lang, the second young master of the Qin family in Yuncheng.
However, Qin Lang had already been sent to the imperial capital, so how could he come back suddenly?
"Yan Zizhen, who do you think you are? You're hanging out with a notorious loser in the capital, and you call him boss. I think you've fallen, too."
Qin Lang looked at Yan Qingmo in front of him and felt indescribably happy.
When he first entered the imperial capital, he just said in a private dinner that Yan Qingmo was a waste. It happened that Yan Qingmo's second brother Yan Zihan heard it, and he was beaten up in public and lost all face.
Qin Lang didn't dare to look for Yan Zihan for this grudge, and blamed it all on Yan Qingmo. There were countless people in the capital talking about how Yan Qingmo was a waste every day, so why would they only look for him?
"However, now that Yan Qingmo has been demoted to a small place like Yuncheng, I will naturally not let go of this opportunity."
Qin Lang was imagining in his mind, when he suddenly felt a chill on his mouth. A silver light flashed before his eyes, and it seemed that something was flowing down. He raised his hand to wipe it away.
Bright red blood gushed out and a large piece of lip flesh was cut off.
"Since you can't speak like a human being, it's better not to use this mouth." Yan Qingmo said coldly.
"Ah - Hmmm." Qin Lang covered his mouth and shouted unclearly, raising his hand as if to punch him.
"Stop!" A cold female voice came from the stairs.
However, Qin Lang ignored him and continued to attack Yan Qingmo.
Yan Qingmo pushed the shopkeeper aside, stepped back with his right leg, raised his knee, and slightly tilted his upper body to avoid the punch. He kicked Qin Lang hard and knocked him to the ground. He flipped his left wrist and another silver light flashed quickly.
"Ahâmy armâ"
Qin Lang's right arm was cut off from the shoulder in an instant, breaking into two pieces, and a large amount of blood gushed out instantly.
Everyone was horrified when they saw the scene before them. Qin Lang was crippled with just one move. Is he a waste? Then what are they?
"I am Qin Yue from the Qin family in Yuncheng. I am honored to meet the Seventh Young Master." The woman walked quickly to Yan Qingmo and raised her hand to salute. She then ordered two of the Qin family's followers to quickly carry away Qin Lang, who had fainted from the pain.
"Sister Qin Yue, you're back too?" Yan Zizhen asked with some surprise.
"Well, before the end of the year, each family has to prepare for the assessment. This time I just applied to come back and take charge of the Qin family's branch in Yuncheng." After saying that, he turned to Yan Qingmo and apologized again:
"I'm sorry, Seventh Young Master, I failed to control the Qin family's disciples well." Qin Yue said sincerely, thinking back to the scene just now.
I can't believe this is the good-for-nothing Seventh Young Master of the Yan family who is ridiculed by everyone in the capital.Chapter 14 GiftsChapter 14 Gifts
Yan Qingmo looked at the tight-fitting girl in front of him. She was holding a sword, with clear eyes and bright features, and her heroic spirit could not be concealed between her eyebrows.
She always blames things rather than people. This matter has nothing to do with the girl in front of her, so she naturally would not vent her anger on her for no reason.
"It's okay. This has nothing to do with you."
Seeing that Yan Qingmo really didn't take it to heart, Qin Yue said goodbye and turned around to leave the Treasure Pavilion with the others.
Yan Qingmo then looked at the shopkeeper beside him, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay. Thank you for what I just did, sir."
The shopkeeper waved his hands quickly. He was not an ungrateful person. It was clearly the young master of the Qin family who had mocked him first. This young master had just fought back and even pushed him away at the critical moment. He was very grateful.
"What happened?" A middle-aged man in blue walked down from the third floor and asked seriously.
"Sir," the shopkeeper immediately bowed and reported what had just happened.
Yan Qingmo looked at the manager opposite him. This man had a sharp gaze and a restrained aura. His cultivation should be at least at the level of a Tianxuan Master. He truly deserved to be the most famous trading company on the continent.
After listening to the shopkeeper's report of the cause and effect, the man in blue glanced at Yan Qingmo, then instructed the shopkeeper:
"Just treat your guests well and don't take this matter to heart." After saying that, he left the second floor.
"Sir, would you like to take another look?" After sending the steward away, the shopkeeper hurried back to Yan Qingmo.
"Do you have an alchemy furnace here?"
"Yes, yes, the alchemy furnace is over there. I'll take you to have a look." After saying that, the shopkeeper took Yan Qingmo and walked towards another place.
"I wonder what kind of alchemy furnace you want, young master?"
"I'm a beginner in alchemy, so I don't need a very high level."
There is a Qiankun Furnace in the Spirit Realm. Normally, there is no need to buy other alchemy furnaces, but one reason is to hide it from people and not to refine pills out of thin air.
Secondly, she also wanted to know the difference between the elixirs refined by ordinary alchemy furnaces and those refined by Qiankun furnaces, so it would be most appropriate to buy an alchemy furnace of moderate level.
"This alchemy furnace is a third-grade primary profound weapon, which is enough for alchemists from the first to the third grade. The price is also moderate, 300,000 gold coins. I will give you a discount."
Yan Qingmo picked it up and took a look. It was indeed a standard alchemy furnace without any exaggerated decorations. It was indeed very suitable for beginners.
"Okay, this is it. Boss, please prepare some fire crystals and flame plates for me to make the elixir."
"good."
"Do you have any medicinal herbs or seeds?"
"The Treasure Pavilion does not have ordinary alchemy herbs and seeds. If you want them, you can go to Huichun Hall. It is a medicine shop and may have what you need."
"Okay, thank you."
"You are too polite, sir. Please come this way."
Yan Qingmo followed the shopkeeper to the counter to settle the bill and took out the secondary card given by his grandfather. In addition to Yan Tianyu's compensation, he could also use the gold coins in the main card, but it required special authentication.
"Master Yan, the total is 1,588,000 gold coins. I won't charge you for the additional storage bag. Just give me 1,580,000."
After counting the money, the shopkeeper put the things in a storage bag, spoke to Yan Qingmo, and took out a special formation plate and handed it to him.
Yan Qingmo handed over the crystal card and stuck it on the array plate. This was similar to a modern POS machine and was very convenient. Generally, large transactions would be done in this way. One had to sigh that human creativity was truly amazing.
Yan Qingmo took the storage bag handed over by the shopkeeper and tied it around her waist. She had not been able to cultivate her profound strength before, so she had not been able to use the storage bag. Although she now had a star disk space, she still needed one to hide her tracks.
"Boss, have you finished shopping?" Yan Zizhen saw Yan Qingmo coming down from the second floor and hurried over to ask.
"Hmm, where did you go?"
Yan Qingmo was still looking for Yan Zizhen before paying the bill, but he didn't see him on the second floor.
"Anyway, the things up there are so expensive and I can't afford them, so I might as well come down and take a look," Yan Zizhen explained.
In addition to the monthly allowance from the family, his parents would give him some extra money for expenses, but it was not a large amount, so he was still quite short of money.
By the time Yan Qingmo and Yan Zizhen finished buying herbs at Huichuntang, it was already noon. The sun was shining brightly and the aroma of various delicacies began to waft from the street. Both of them felt hungry.
"Sir, please come in." The waiter warmly invited Yan Qingmo and the other man inside.
"Is there a private room?"
"Yes, just you two?" the waiter asked while leading them to the private room on the second floor.
"Well, there are only two of us. Please serve a few of your signature dishes quickly." Yan Zizhen urged the waiter.
"Okay, wait a moment, sir. The food will be ready soon. Do you need any drinks? The wine in our Yipinju is really excellent,â"
"No, please bring a pot of tea." Interrupting the waiter who was about to continue selling, Yan Qingmo slowly sat down.
"Then please wait a moment, gentlemen. I will call you if you need anything." After saying that, he left the private room and closed the door.
Seeing that the waiter had left, Yan Zizhen looked at Yan Qingmo opposite him, took out the silver-white longbow from his storage bag, and handed it to her with both hands.
"Boss, this is a gift from me, please don't despise it."
Yan Zizhen felt a little embarrassed because the bow was not yet refined and he didn't know whether his boss liked it or not. However, he felt that this bow was suitable for his boss, and with his money, he could only afford this bow.
"you--"
Yan Qingmo looked at the bow and arrow in front of her and was a little surprised. She was indeed very satisfied with the design of the bow, but compared to the bow and arrow, she might still choose a long sword as her weapon.
So in the end he did not buy the bow, but unexpectedly it was eventually bought by Yan Zizhen and given to her.
"Boss, you looked so handsome when you were shooting arrows at the training ground that day. When I saw this bow, I felt that it was born to be yours."
When Yan Zizhen thought of the scene in the martial arts training ground that day, he instantly felt his blood boiling. He had long wanted to deal with Yan Tianyu, and it was also from that time that he really wanted to recognize Yan Qingmo as his boss.
"Although it is not yet finished, don't worry, boss. We will go see Master Gong Yan again when we have the chance to finish refining this bow."
Yan Qingmo took the bow and arrow, stroked the bowstring gently, raised the corners of his mouth, and looked up at the opposite side.
"Thanks!"
She really didn't expect that she would receive such a gift.
The friendship among young people is always simple and passionate.
Yan Qingmo put away the bow and arrow, then took out a long sword from her storage bag and handed it over.
The sword is three feet long and as clear as jade. The blade is extremely thin and emits a faint cold light. There are mysterious patterns engraved on the hilt and three spirit crystals embedded in the middle. From the hilt to the blade, there is not a trace of metallic texture.
"Give it to me?" Yan Zizhen took the sword, stunned.
A third-level advanced Xuan weapon. His previous sword was a second-level advanced Xuan weapon. It was given to him by his parents when he broke through to the six-star Xuanshi level on his birthday. Because of this, Yan Tianyu was always jealous of him.
Unexpectedly, less than a year later, he already had a third-level mystical sword?
Chapter 15: Broken Engagement
Chapter 15: Broken Engagement
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Swish!
The long sword was drawn out, and under the sunlight, it reflected a faint light.
The sword body was shining like warm white jade, but on the blade, there seemed to be sharp wind blades, gentle yet clear.
"Ling Feng."
Yan Zizhen looked at the name of the sword engraved on the sword and read it out in a low voice.
"What a good sword, boss. Is this really for me?" Yan Zizhen caressed the sword lovingly and asked Yan Qingmo uncertainly.
"Well, it's a gift for you. Why don't you want it? Then give it back to me?"
Yan Qingmo looked at Yan Zizhen who was asking him cautiously, and couldn't help but tease him, while reaching out to take it back.
"Hey hey - I don't have it. I want it, I want it."
"Thank you, boss!" Yan Zizhen immediately clenched the sword in his hand, his mouth almost stretched to his ears.
"Although I have never seen you practice swordplay, I found that your moves were light and flexible during our last fight. Your footwork is somewhat similar to the Flowing Cloud Step in the Fengyun Sword Art. You must have secretly practiced the moves that Uncle Yanmu used when he practiced swordplay."
"Boss, you can see all this." Yan Zizhen widened his eyes in surprise.
"This Lingfeng Sword has a light blade. If you want to continue practicing the Fengyun Sword Art, it will be very suitable for you."
She gave this sword to Yan Zizhen because she had considered the magic formula that Yan Zizhen would need to practice in the future. After all, in the Yan family in Yuncheng, there were not many magic formulas of the ninth level of the Xuan rank. With Yan Zizhen's talent, it was only a matter of time before Uncle Yan Mu passed it on to him.
"I did practice secretly before, but my father found out. He said he would not teach me until I become a Xuanshi." Yan Zizhen scratched his head embarrassedly.
"You will subconsciously use the Flowing Cloud Step in combat now, but your steps are scattered and full of loopholes. This is the complete formula of the Flowing Cloud Step in the Wind and Cloud Sword Technique. Take it back and repair it again."
Yan Qingmo took out the magic formula that she had copied in advance and handed it to Yan Zizhen.
Although Yan Zizhen has not yet reached the level of a Xuanshi, instead of letting him continue to practice the wrong footwork, it is better to let him lay a good foundation for the lower body now, so that when he officially practices the "Wind and Cloud Sword Art", he will be able to master it better and faster.
"Boss, you are so good to me--" Yan Zizhen looked at the magic formula in his hand and was deeply moved. He stood up and wanted to hug Yan Qingmo.
"Sir, the dishes are here--" the waiter shouted outside the door.
The sudden sound scared Yan Zizhen so much that he staggered. He didn't hug Yan Qingmo's shoulder but hugged his calf instead.
At this time, the waiter pushed open the door of the private room, and what came into his sight was this scene, the image of someone hugging someone's thigh. He was stunned for a moment.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen someone hugging someone's thigh?" Yan Zizhen was desperate and even had a bit of a show-off attitude when he said to the waiter who was still standing there.
"Um... Sir, the food is ready."
"Put it down." Yan Qingmo said, asked the waiter to put down the dishes, and went out.
Yan Zizhen looked at Yan Qingmo's trembling shoulders, covered his face with his hands, and quickly returned to his seat, thinking in his heart:
"Oh, I'm embarrassed again. Why am I always so miserable when I'm here with the boss?"
"Ahem, okay, let's eat first." Yan Qingmo tried to suppress his smile and comforted her.
Yan Zizhen looked at Yan Qingmo's restless mouth and sighed:
"Hey, boss, laugh if you want to. I have lost my image in front of you anyway."
"Hahahahaââ" Yan Qingmo finally couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Ahem, okay, okay, stop laughing. Didn't I tell you to suck up to the boss? From now on, the boss will protect you." Yan Qingmo knew when to stop.
"Boss, we have a deal. You have to protect me from now on." Yan Zizhen instantly retracted his miserable look, grinned, and said heartlessly.
"Yeah, I'll cover you."
After finishing their meal, they returned to Yan Qingmo's yard together.
Along the way, Yan Zizhen was basically talking about some big and small events in Yuncheng.
"Um, boss." Yan Zizhen suddenly felt a little conflicted.
"Just say what you want to say. Why are you hesitating?"
"Actually, I'm just curious. Was it really because you broke off the engagement that you were sent down to Cloud City?"
Although Yuncheng is indeed far away from the imperial capital, some rumors always spread.
Moreover, he had accidentally overheard a conversation between his parents before, and they seemed to have mentioned breaking off the engagement, so he was quite curious.
"I guess so." Yan Qingmo did not deny it.
"Wow, Boss, so you really broke off the engagement with Princess Yongle because you disobeyed the imperial order?" Yan Zizhen was very surprised.
Princess Yongle of Beichen Kingdom, Bei Xiyue, is the most talented person among the younger generation of the Beichen royal family, even surpassing all the princes. She is also the direct descendant of the Queen and is deeply loved.
"I didn't expect that his boss would not be obsessed with beauty or power and would cancel the engagement. He is worthy of being the boss." Yan Zizhen thought secretly in his heart.
"Take back those messed up thoughts in your mind." Yan Qingmo took one look at the changing expressions on Yan Zizhen's face and guessed that this guy must be having nonsense thoughts.
"Then, Boss, why did you cancel the engagement? It is said that Princess Yongle is beautiful and talented, and she is deeply loved by the emperor."
"We are not suitable for each other, and breaking off the engagement is inevitable."
Before, although she couldn't repair the chain herself, because she was learning medical skills, she would occasionally go to the edge of the Jiuwu Mountains to collect herbs. In addition, her grandfather would also send people to protect her, so generally nothing would go wrong.
That day should have been like any other day, as she wanted to go back to the city after collecting herbs, but unexpectedly she ran into several young men from aristocratic families, who stumbled out of the woods, including Princess Yongle.
Following closely behind them, several Blue Nether Wolves rushed out and instantly engaged in a battle with them.
In a hurry, she used Panlong Silk to save Bei Xiyue, and after returning, she suddenly received an imperial decree granting her marriage.
Yan Qingmo thought about himself at that time and sighed in his heart.
At that time, she had only one thought in her mind -
She was a woman, so how could she marry a woman? So she refused to accept the order and went directly to Princess Yongle to cancel the engagement.
She even said something like "I don't like you in the first place, there's no way I can marry you", but the emperor who came over heard it and became furious.
Although the engagement was indeed cancelled later, the royal family had to be given an explanation after all. Many people in the Yan family had long disliked her lineage, so they demoted her to Yuncheng as a punishment.
However, the royal family did nothing wrong in this matter. The emperor's behavior was understandable because he loved his daughter so much, and it was because of her own identity.
But when she returns, she will not let any of those people in the Yan family who took advantage of the situation to take advantage of her fall go.
Seeing that the boss didn't want to explain too much, Yan Zizhen probably knew that he shouldn't ask too much about this matter, so he skipped the topic and said:
"Boss, I'm going to go home today. I'll do morning exercises with you tomorrow morning."
He thought that his boss would definitely return to the imperial capital someday to show those people with poor eyesight, and the family competition was approaching, so he couldn't hold his boss back then.
"Okay, I'll wait for you here tomorrow at 5:00 a.m."