"Brother Qin, well done, I’m really impressed with you."

Jing Wuyan looked at Qin Yi, his face full of admiration.

Qin Yi was slightly taken aback.

"In just over a month, you’ve managed to destroy seven of the branches of the Sword Sect. I reckon the people of the Sword Sect are probably fuming right now."

Turns out it was about this matter, Qin Yi smiled indifferently, "I originally planned to visit the Sword Sect, but alas, the journey is too far. Otherwise, the Sword Sect would have disappeared from Southern Middle State long ago."

"Stop bragging. The Sword Sect has dominated Southern Middle State for so long, do you think they don’t have any foundation? Can you destroy it just because you want to?"

"The people at the Sword Sect are indeed furious now, but they’re probably also mad with hatred for you."

Yun Mengyao said with a sarcastic tone.

Qin Yi looked speechless, this woman really knows how to undermine him, can’t she let him show off a bit?

However, he’s not foolish either, wanting to destroy the entire Sword Sect alone is simply unrealistic, saying the journey is far was just a pretext.

Jing Wangyou said, "Little friend Qin Yi should already know about the disappearance of the gravity limit on the Purgatory Trace."

Qin Yi nodded slightly.

"I just returned from the air above the Purgatory Trace to Northern Central State, the gravity limit there has indeed vanished."

"Jing Palace Master, you need to send people for extra precautions, without the restriction of the Purgatory Trace, it’s likely there’ll be more clashes with the Sword Sect."

Jing Wangyou nodded, "I’ve already issued orders to the nearby cities to head to the Purgatory Trace and build defenses to guard against the Sword Sect."

"However, with the sudden disappearance of the pressure limit on the Purgatory Trace, I reckon the Sword Sect is just as bewildered as we are, and shares the same concerns. They won’t rashly attack for the time being."

"We used to be restricted by the Purgatory Trace, enjoying peaceful years for hundreds of years, it was a time to recuperate. Now, with its limit gone, I estimate the great battle will soon come."

Qin Yi was silent for a moment and said:

"Jing Palace Master, as for the war between you and the Sword Sect, I’m afraid I can’t offer much help."

Jing Wangyou was slightly stunned, then smiled, "I’ve heard from Wuyan that little friend Qin Yi won’t stay long."

"Rest assured, we at the Netherworld Hall are not easy opponents either, after years of recuperation, we’re ready for a decisive fight with the Sword Sect."

"But little friend Qin Yi has done so much for us at the Netherworld Hall, if you leave, we’ll lose the chance to repay your kindness."

Qin Yi laughed, "Mountains and waters meet, once I’ve finished my business, if there’s a chance, I will certainly return to see you."

"Brother Qin, when do you plan to leave?"

Jing Wuyan asked reluctantly.

He knew Qin Yi was just a passerby, destined to leave eventually. But he hadn’t expected to feel so unwilling when the day came.

"In a few days."

"Then in the meantime, I’ll accompany Brother Qin around. You’ve been in Netherworld City for so long and haven’t toured properly."

Qin Yi smiled and nodded slightly.

Jing Wangyou ordered people to prepare food and drinks.

"Little friend Qin Yi, it’s time for a meal, tonight we won’t return until we’re drunk."

"Okay."

That evening, the group got heavily drunk.

Qin Yi was carried back by Yin Qianqian and Yun Mengyao.

Upon returning to the living quarters, when the two were about to assist Qin Yi into the room, Qin Yi raised his head and said, "I’m not drunk."

After saying that, he lifted his head, his eyes clear, with no trace of drunkenness.

"If you’re not drunk, why are you pretending? You’re heavy as a dead pig, tiring us out." Yun Mengyao complained, swinging her sore arms.

Qin Yi sighed slightly, "We should leave."

Yun Mengyao was taken aback, "Didn’t you say you were staying a few more days?"

"That was to fool Little Yan Zi, he’s such a nag, can’t be bothered to say goodbye."

Qin Yi hated farewells.

"Why leave in such haste? Staying a few more days won’t delay anything." Yun Mengyao said.

Qin Yi glanced at her, "You’re in no rush, but I’ve been away from home for over two years. After taking you home and finishing my business, it’s time to go home."

"Do you know how much I miss Bingbing and the others?"

Yun Mengyao scoffed, "You seem so engrossed in leveling up and adventuring that there’s no sign you miss home."

"With your mortal eyes, what can you see?"

"Alright, everyone pack your essentials quickly, we’re leaving now."

Yin Qianqian and Yun Mengyao were stunned.

Yun Mengyao said, "Is it really necessary to be this urgent?"

"Then stay here, I’m leaving first."

Yun Mengyao rolled her eyes, "Wait for me, I’ll pack and go. You always follow your whims."

...

The next day.

Jing Wuyan was still in a dream.

Just newly married, he was recently absorbed in the tenderness of his newlywed.

The sound of banging on the door woke him up.

Jing Wuyan felt helpless, the only one who dared to knock his door like this was Qin Yi.

Yesterday he promised Qin Yi to take them around Netherworld City today.

Jing Wuyan dressed and opened the door, "Qin... Second Brother, why is it you?"

He saw the one knocking was not Qin Yi, but Jing Wudao.

"I’m here to tell you, Brother Qin Yi has left."

Jing Wuyan didn’t immediately process this, instinctively asked, "Where did he go?"

"He’s left Netherworld City."

Jing Wuyan froze, then smiled, "Don’t joke around, isn’t Brother Qin having you tease me? Brother Qin said last night he’d stay a few days in Netherworld City."

"I had some cultivation questions to ask Brother Qin, but when I went there, I found the place empty."

Jing Wudao said, handing over a piece of paper, "I found this at Brother Qin’s place. It’s left for you."

Jing Wuyan took it, seeing the crooked handwriting, he had seen Qin Yi’s writing before, this was indeed his handiwork.

The letter read: Little Yan Zi, apologies for leaving without farewell. But I believe mountains and waters will meet again, and we’ll see each other. More importantly, you owe me money; it will ensure our reunion. Wishing you well, don’t worry, Qin Yi.

Jing Wuyan was left dumbfounded, his eyes slightly reddened.

"Too much, not even saying goodbye before leaving."

Jing Wuyan said angrily, with reddened eyes.

Jing Wudao patted his shoulder, "Brother Qin Yi probably doesn’t like farewell scenes, he has high hopes for you, don’t let him down when you meet again."

Jing Wuyan sighed deeply, raising his head a bit to look at the sky, and vowed in his heart: Brother Qin, next time we meet, in your words, I will make you look at me twice.

...

At this moment, Qin Yi and his companions had already left Netherworld City far behind.

The group had traveled all night, and were now making slight adjustments by a small stream.

Yun Mengyao was munching on wild fruit in her hand, "We could have left in the morning, is it necessary to eat rough food now?"

Qin Yi was watching the map in his hand, studying the nearest route to the Xuanhuang Domain.

Upon hearing Yun Mengyao’s complaint, he looked up at her, "I see you’ve been living too comfortably in the Netherworld Hall lately, your taste has grown picky."

"Young Lady Yun, you should lose weight, your face is rounder by a circle. Has your Feather Clan ever had such a plump Holy Daughter? If I were Jin Wuji, I’d run away upon seeing you."