Not long after, Su Yuan's voice sounded from outside the door.
"Elder Zhang, this disciple has something to request an audience for!"
When he saw the door to Elder Zhang's room suddenly open, a look of joy appeared on Su Yuan's face. This was already his eleventh time coming here, and he was extremely anxious.
Seeing Zhang Ming in the room calmly sipping tea, Su Yuan quickly took two steps forward.
"Elder, the Sect Master sent a jade slip specifically for you six days ago. Please take a look."
With that, he presented a pale yellow jade slip in his hands. Li Yan reached out to take it and immediately pressed it to his forehead.
In an instant, Xing Ming's aged voice entered his mind.
"Junior Brother, after receiving this jade slip, please rush back to the sect within half a month. There is an important matter to discuss!"
It was just a short sentence, nothing more.
Li Yan's mind raced.
'Return to the sect within half a month? What could be so important that Senior Brother can't say it in the jade slip? I've already found Senior Sister this time, and some matters have been dealt with. There's no way to leave the Forsaken Continent for now. I can leave here for the time being, but it will be difficult for Senior Sister to find me again. The "Falling Star Valley" is too far from here. Her voice transmission talismans are only for short-range directional transmission; I definitely won't be able to receive them. However, I should go back first to see what's going on. As long as I set up a formation in this room, the voice transmission talismans will be trapped here. Even if there are matters in the sect, a month should be enough. Although it will affect my affairs, it would only happen under very coincidental circumstances.'
After some thought, Li Yan still felt he had to go back. Otherwise, it would be difficult to find a reason to refuse Xing Ming. He had agreed to the conditions when he became a sect elder.
Now that Xing Ming had sent a message like this, there must be an important matter. He couldn't just ignore it.
Thinking of this, Li Yan casually put the jade slip into the storage pouch at his waist. He looked up at Su Yuan, who was standing with his hands down.
He was very satisfied with this person. Su Yuan was very measured in his actions and very much to his liking.
"Deacon Su, I will be returning to the sect today. No one is to enter this room before I return."
Upon hearing this, Su Yuan immediately bowed.
"Elder, that is only natural!"
After a short pause, he said with some hesitation, "Elder, you have been stationed here all this time. The disciples here come and go, and it is also mixed. Recently, this disciple has taken a fancy to a courtyard not far from the shop. And I have also reported it to the Sect Master. I plan to purchase it soon and have you move over. At that time, I hope you won't mind. It's not that this disciple and the others have any other ideas..."
Li Yan's mouth curved up upon hearing this. To purchase a courtyard in "Sacred Demon City," he hadn't expected Su Yuan to have done this without a sound. This person reminded him of another person—Sun Guoshu.
He nodded his head.
"Let's wait until I get back to talk about everything. For now, there's no need to move from this room!"
He didn't explain. Although Su Yuan was puzzled, he didn't dare to disobey this martial uncle's wishes.
Every cultivator had their own secrets. He didn't want to know the secrets of the strong. His pursuit was to live happily.
He had to return to the sect within half a month. Although six days had passed, with Li Yan's speed, he was not in a hurry. Even excluding today, he still had more than half the time.
So, after sending Su Yuan away, Li Yan immediately activated the room's restriction. After a quick wash, he went straight to sleep.
Although cultivators could already do without sleep and just use meditation to recover, a substitute was just a substitute and could not be completely equated. Sleep could still play a role in relaxation.
The next morning, Li Yan woke up and swept away the fatigue of the past few years, as if everything had retreated in one night. Li Yan only felt refreshed all over.
After some thought, Li Yan took out a voice transmission talisman. Using the secret code he had agreed upon with Zhao Min, he explained that he would be leaving for a period of time, and then let it go.
The voice transmission talisman instantly hid in space and disappeared.
After waiting for a quarter of an hour, Li Yan didn't see any voice transmission talisman break in.
'Is Senior Sister in the middle of cultivation? Then... then I won't wait!'
The environment Zhao Min was in was different from his. It was impossible for her to be as free as him. There must be something that prevented her from replying in time.
The previous few times they had transmitted voices, there had been no problems. Li Yan naturally would not think in other directions. That was a voice transmission talisman refined by a Supreme Elder of the "Sacred Demon Palace."
Moreover, the "Heart-Entangling Twin Gu" on both of them had not given any warning. Zhao Min naturally knew that he was safe.
Immediately after a simple tidy-up, Li Yan quietly left the shop and embarked on his return journey.
Inside a cave residence in the "Sacred Demon Palace," Zhao Min sighed as she looked at the voice transmission talisman in her hand.
Dongli Qing's death was not as calm as it appeared on the outside. Now, all the exits of the palace had been sealed.
Except for the Demon Guard Army, all other cultivators who went out needed the permission of the Nascent Soul cultivator on duty. Even voice transmissions could only come in, not go out.
Because her voice transmission talisman was special, it was not intercepted by those Nascent Soul cultivators, but flew back to her cave residence on its own.
She knew she couldn't try to send a voice transmission now. It was only because of her special status that those Spirit Transformation cultivators hadn't noticed her yet.
The moment the voice transmission talisman appeared, there would still be slight spatial fluctuations. Although Zhao Min's voice transmission talisman was special, it might not necessarily be able to block the Divine Sense of a Spirit Transformation stage cultivator.
The spatial fluctuations caused by a voice transmission talisman were different from those of a Spirit Power attack. An experienced high-level cultivator could distinguish them at a glance.
It was just that Zhao Min's cave residence was rarely scanned by Divine Sense, but it did not mean that it was absolutely not probed.
Apart from the two Supreme Elders, some other Spirit Transformation cultivators, due to their duties, would also periodically probe the safety of the entire "Sacred Demon Palace."
It was fine if there were occasional spatial fluctuations here, but if it happened too many times, it would be difficult to guarantee that no one would become suspicious.
Especially now that the lockdown of the "Sacred Demon Palace" had been approved by the two Supreme Elders, it was possible that some very powerful restriction had already been activated, and her voice transmission talisman could also be detected.
For safety, Zhao Min still gave up the idea of contacting Li Yan for the time being.
Since Li Yan was fine and said he was just returning to his sect for a period of time, that was fine.
Li Yan also had some trouble leaving the city. After verifying his entry token and sect token, and checking his identity information one by one, he was asked some questions before he was allowed to leave.
'It wasn't this troublesome to enter the city. Lenient on entry, strict on exit. This must be the fallout from Dongli Qing's matter!'
With Li Yan's intelligence, he quickly figured out the reason.
At this time, the "Sacred Demon Palace" would be happy to let any cultivator enter the city. These people must have come to inquire about news, so let them all in.
But when you wanted to secretly send a message out again, or leave the city yourself, it wouldn't be so easy.
Li Yan silently felt the strange atmosphere. Although he could not sense whether the city-protecting grand formation of a city like "Sacred Demon City" was activated, a sense of crisis still appeared in his heart. He thought that the city-protecting grand formation must have been activated.
Even voice transmission talismans could not fly out of the city and would only be intercepted!
Li Yan thought to himself. His identity was of course correct, and he had a close relationship with the cultivator surnamed Chu from the "Sacred Demon Palace."
After questioning and verification, they knew that this was the "Falling Star Valley" cultivator who supplied them with medicinal pills, so they still let Li Yan go.
And these Demon Guard soldiers did not know that the instigator of such a commotion in "Sacred Demon City" had just left under their noses.
As long as he was not caught on the spot, with Li Yan's caution, he could meticulously prepare for several years just to kill one person. How could the other party's various questions make him reveal a flaw?
Li Yan sat cross-legged on the "Cloud-Piercing Willow," released the restriction on the flying magic treasure, and let the rushing wind blow his long black hair.
To this day, he still had not found a way to leave the Forsaken Continent. Li Yan's thoughts inevitably drifted upwards again.
He was filtering through the news he had received over the years, carefully combing through it, hoping to get some inspiration or discovery from it.
Just like that, although Li Yan did not actively drive it, he still flew south at lightning speed.
The "Cloud-Piercing Willow" turned into a dot of light, constantly jumping and flashing in the sky.
Those cultivators who sensed this aura either avoided it from a distance or, after sweeping with their Divine Senses, also gave up the idea of coming forward to rob and kill.
Li Yan did not restrain his Golden Core aura at all. In the cultivation world where Nascent Souls rarely appeared, a Golden Core cultivator was already a powerful existence that could walk sideways.
As long as they didn't meet their enemies, or like Li Yan, who had suddenly robbed and killed others on his way in the first half of the year, there were not many.
After all, a Golden Core cultivator was extremely difficult to kill. Most people were unwilling to make enemies for no reason, unless there was a special reason.
However, on the way, Li Yan still sensed no less than seven Spirit Qi fluctuations in the distance. That was caused by someone fighting.
Most of them were Foundation Establishment cultivators fighting fiercely. Only once did the figures of two Golden Core cultivators appear, but it was just a flash.
It was one person chasing and one person fleeing. They both just sent their Divine Senses over from a distance. After Li Yan's cold snort, the two did not approach, but continued their chase into the distance.
Li Yan was warning the other party that he did not want to get involved and did not want to be used as a pawn. If they were smart, they would stay away.
Just like that, a day passed quickly. When night fell and the sky was full of twinkling stars, Li Yan streaked across the night sky like a faint light, continuing on without stopping.
Li Yan looked up at the countless stars in the sky and did not look away for a long time.
'I still miss that giant moon, illuminating the earth, illuminating the night sky, illuminating the way home!'
Li Yan murmured to himself in his heart.
Just as Li Yan was in a daze, his expression suddenly changed. The next moment, he shook his head again. That was someone fighting six hundred li away from his current position.
To this, Li Yan, just like in the daytime, only swept his Divine Sense over it and then no longer wanted to pay attention.
What did other people's life and death have to do with him? But then a light "eh" came from Li Yan in the wind!
"A human cultivator!"
Li Yan abruptly stopped the "Cloud-Piercing Willow," rubbed his chin with two fingers, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.
In a certain part of the sky, Shuang Lianzhou was standing on a "Three-legged Green Luan," one hand supporting his wife who was already in a daze.
There was a huge wound on his back, from which blood was constantly flowing, soaking most of his green robe. Shuang Lianzhou couldn't care less about his own injuries.
He held a long sword in his other hand, the veins on his forehead bulging. But looking at his wife who had already fallen into a daze, he turned his head to look at the other side.
He suddenly conjured a Spirit Power rope, tied his wife to the neck of the "Three-legged Green Luan," and with a sharp turn, was about to turn back and charge over again.
"Zhou'er, why aren't you leaving quickly!"
A sharp shout sounded in his ear. Right in front of Shuang Lianzhou, three people and a tiger were entangled in a fight. Explosions echoed through the sky from time to to time.
The person speaking was a tall, gray-robed old man in his sixties. He was driving a huge red tiger and fighting a fierce battle with two middle-aged men opposite him.
But anyone could see that the gray-robed old man and the red tiger were at a disadvantage. A large hole in the gray-robed old man's abdomen was shockingly conspicuous.
The shattered internal organs and the messy tendons could be seen clearly. At the same time, his right arm was hanging limply.
With only his left arm, he was forming a seal, and a green vine was entangling one of the opponents.
But that person was holding a plank-like broadsword. Every time his Spirit Power erupted, the plank-like broadsword would rumble, and a green leaf on the vine would be shattered.
The luster of the green vine was constantly dimming.