"Brother Chen!"

As soon as Zhao Ting arrived at the thatched hut, he called out.

But when Zhao Ting entered and saw Chen Xun sleeping soundly on the bed, he could only shake his head and decided not to wake him.

"Brother Chen is living quite the life, sleeping so comfortably every day."

Zhao Ting murmured to himself, then glanced around the hut with a helpless look.

For the past three years, he often thought about persuading Brother Chen to move to a better place, but Chen Xun simply wouldn't listen.

Otherwise, with Zhao Ting's current status and position, helping Brother Chen find a better place to live would be a piece of cake.

"Ah, Brother Chen, the Northern Profound Cultivation World is in chaos lately, with the demonic path running rampant. Our Dao Heaven Sect has lost quite a few disciples, even Senior Sister Su fell into their hands. I'm about to head out with the elders, not knowing if there will be danger... But I'm not afraid. Senior Sister Su has always been kind to me. If I can slay a few demonic cultivators, it would ease my heart."

Zhao Ting's eyes were somewhat vacant as he muttered to himself.

In truth, Zhao Ting would only confide in Chen Xun like this, having a friend to share his burdens with made him feel a bit better.

Just then, Zhao Ting felt warmth in his chest and quickly took out a communication talisman, hearing the voice of Fifth Elder Wang Tianfu.

"Zhao Ting, you're the last one. Hurry to the mountain gate."

"Yes, Fifth Elder." Zhao Ting's expression changed, and he quickly responded.

Afterward, Zhao Ting glanced at Chen Xun on the bed, took out a few jugs of fine wine from his storage ring, placed them on the wooden table, and swiftly left the hut, flying away on his sword.

Once Zhao Ting left, Chen Xun slowly opened his eyes, which were unusually clear, and calmly muttered to himself, "In five days, it will be another three years..."

After speaking, his eyes flickered, the clarity faded, and a hint of a crazed smile appeared.

.........

At the mountain gate.

Everyone stood assembled.

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For this outing, there were two core elders, one outer sect elder, one inner sect elder, one hundred outer sect disciples, and twenty inner sect disciples.

At this moment, the elders and disciples of both the outer and inner sects respectfully looked at Wang Tianfu and Zhou Tong, surprised by the sudden order from the Sect Master for the two core elders to lead the team, feeling honored.

With the two core elders leading, everyone felt a strong sense of security for this journey.

A figure flew in on a sword, quickly landing outside the mountain gate, drawing the admiring gazes of the disciples.

The newcomer, dressed in the Heavenly Purple Mystweave Robe, was none other than the fashionably late Zhao Ting.

"Apologies for being late."

Zhao Ting bowed apologetically to Wang Tianfu and Zhou Tong.

"Hehe, it's no problem."

Wang Tianfu chuckled lightly.

Zhou Tong also nodded with a smile; how could they blame Zhao Ting, the most talented disciple of Dao Heaven Sect?

Seeing the two core elders' amiable attitude towards Zhao Ting, the others felt envious, secretly admiring Zhao Ting's reputation.

Shen He looked at Zhao Ting with satisfaction; in just three years, Zhao Ting had grown to this level.

Indeed, the inner sect elder leading this time was Shen He, who had been promoted three years ago and was now at the Core Formation Stage.

"Alright, since everyone is here, let's set off."

As Wang Tianfu turned and waved his sleeve, a massive Spirit Vessel appeared, shimmering in mid-air.

This Spirit Vessel was unlike Shen He's previous flying artifact; it was the Dao Heaven Sect's exclusive flying treasure for outings, known as the Celestial Vessel.

The Celestial Vessel was extraordinary, not only accommodating more people and flying faster but also integrating offense and defense.

"Board the Celestial Vessel."

With Wang Tianfu's low command, everyone swiftly boarded like a swarm of locusts.

The Celestial Vessel began to vibrate, and in the next moment, under the watchful eyes of the disciples guarding the mountain gate, it transformed into a streak of light, flying away.

On the Celestial Vessel.

The disciples looked down with solemnity and a hint of tension.

The area of hundreds of thousands of miles around belonged to Dao Heaven Sect, and it would take some time for the Celestial Vessel to fly out.

During this process, everyone had to be extremely cautious, as there might be ambushes set by the Demon Sect, requiring vigilance.

Wang Tianfu and Zhou Tong sat cross-legged on the flying boat, closing their eyes and cautiously extending their divine senses.

The first few thousand miles should be fine; the Demon Sect wouldn't be foolish enough to set an ambush there.

But as they got further from the sect, the likelihood of a Demon Sect ambush increased.

As the Celestial Vessel flew further from Dao Heaven Sect, the elders on board became increasingly cautious.

Meanwhile, hidden in the dense forests below, numerous demonic cultivators lay in wait, their eyes coldly fixed on the approaching Celestial Vessel.

"Hehe, Dao Heaven Sect is still Dao Heaven Sect, daring to send disciples out."

"I suppose the sect's resources are running low; otherwise, they wouldn't take such a risk."

"Elder You, we're quite a distance from Dao Heaven Sect now. Just give the word, and we'll act."

"No rush, no rush."

"Elder You, the Celestial Vessel is extremely fast. If we delay any longer, we won't be able to catch up."

"Just listen to me. Now is not the time to act. If I'm not mistaken, the Sect Master of Dao Heaven Sect is likely watching from the shadows..."

"What? Then what should we do?"

"Hmph, why so impatient? We've waited here for so long; a little more time won't hurt. Let the Dao Heaven Sect people leave peacefully."

Before the demonic cultivators could ask more questions, Elder You chuckled sinisterly, "They'll be back, won't they? That's when we'll have the perfect opportunity to strike."

The demonic cultivators were taken aback, inwardly praising the cleverness of Elder You. No wonder he's an elder; he certainly has the brains.

.........

Time flew by, and five days passed.

On this day, Nangong Yao, having nothing better to do, visited the thatched hut west of the Servants' Peak to see Chen Xun again.

As Nangong Yao approached the hut, he saw Chen Xun sitting there drinking, and couldn't help but feel a bit surprised.

Because Master seemed different from before, much calmer.

Nangong Yao didn't think much of it, walked over, and bowed slightly, "Master, Nangong is here again."

Chen Xun took a sip of wine, looked up, and smiled, "My humble abode is quite shabby, and there's no extra seating. Would you mind sitting on the grass with me?"

Nangong Yao froze, slowly looked up, and saw the young man smiling warmly at him.

After his initial shock, Nangong Yao's eyes turned to joy, "Mas... Master, you..."

Chen Xun nodded slightly, gesturing to the grass in front of him, "Sit."

Nangong Yao quickly nodded and sat down on the ground opposite Chen Xun, his eyes filled with delight as he occasionally glanced at the now otherworldly Chen Xun.

His heart was secretly excited, yes, this was the feeling!

He's back, the master he met years ago at the top of Little River Peak, with that ethereal demeanor!

Chen Xun somehow produced another wine cup and tossed it to Nangong Yao.

Nangong Yao hurriedly caught it, and when he saw Chen Xun picking up the wine jug to pour him a drink, he was startled and quickly took the jug, "Nangong can pour for himself, how could I trouble Master to pour for me!"

Chen Xun smiled faintly and let him be.