Chapter 601.
Wang Dust’s reason for leaving the sect was to go out for training.
And this was also the tradition of the cultivators of the Changhe lineage, as the personal disciples under the seat of the Changhe Realist were currently all out for training, except for Cao Hongzhi, Yin Sulan, and Wang Dust.
As a result, Wang Dust, the youngest disciple, only knew one senior brother and one senior sister.
Compared to Eldest Senior Brother Cao Hongzhi, Wang Dust’s relationship with Yin Sulan was a bit deeper.
He had also found the Path to Heaven through the Yin family’s connections, and although he couldn’t divulge the secret, he had given this senior sister a little hint as he was saying goodbye.
Yin Sulan didn’t get to the bottom of the matter and simply said, “If you need my help, just ask.”
The truth was that she was also going to leave Changhe Island and go to the land of ferocious battles and peril to continue sharpening her sword skills.
Wang Chen smiled and said, “Just Xin Lan needs to trouble senior sister.”
To be precise, Wang Chen wanted the Yin Family to be able to take care of the Xu Family in the future.
The Yin Family was a ranked Immortal Cultivation Clan inside the Western Sea Sect, and with the Yin Family’s name on the line, then no one would make things difficult for the tiny Xu Family and Xu Xinlan.
Yin Sulan said without thinking, “Don’t worry, even if I’m not in the sect, my family will still help look after it.”
Wang Chen was grateful, “Many thanks, senior sister.”
He gave the other party a deep look, “See you again sometime!”
Yin Su Lan realized something and nodded silently, “Take care.”
After Yin Su Lan left, Wang Chen first sent Xu Xinlan home before flying to Changhe Island himself.
He came to the front of the cultivation cave residence of the Changhe Realist.
This cave mansion was deeply hidden in the Dao Palace, and only personal disciples were qualified to enter, except that at the moment, the portal was tightly closed, and the sealing talisman on the stone door shone with a faint light.
Wang Dust knelt on the ground and respectfully kowtowed three times.
Wang Dust himself hadn’t thought that he had found the Path to Heaven so quickly and was about to leave the Mountain and Sea Realm.
His master-disciple bond with the Changhe Realist could only come to an end for the time being.
For this master, Wang Chen had always been grateful and respectful.
In terms of cultivation, Grandmaster Changhe had given him a lot of guidance, showing him the direction of Dan Condensation.
Elsewhere, Realist Changhe did not treat Wang Chen poorly either.
This time, he left without saying goodbye, and Wang Dust felt guilty.
But he had no choice.
After performing a big salute, Wang Dust flexed his fingers and stuck a letter talisman on the stone door.
Once Realist Changhe came out of the gate, he would be able to receive his message.
For the next few days, Wang Chen spent time at the Xu Family in Wan Ling City.
About to part, Xu Xinlan was extraordinarily smitten, and the two of them cherished their last moments together.
By the third day, Wang Chen received a long-awaited runic letter.
After reading the contents of the letter, he said to Xu Xinlan, “I’m leaving.”
Xu Xinlan flung herself into Wang Chen’s arms, already in tears.
Wang Chen caressed her hair and said softly, “Protect yourself well, within thirty years, I will definitely come to fetch you!”
This was Wang Chen’s promise to Xu Xinlan.
This promise was not an empty promise, if Wang Chen himself broke it and was unable to do so, it would certainly have a great impact on his Dao.
It would even become a heart demon!
Wang Chen dared to make such a promise of karma, but of course he was also certain.
Thirty years of time, if he was still unable to gain a foothold in the Haotian Realm, and still did not have the ability to guide Xu Xinlan up, then it would really be better to find a piece of tofu and hit his head!
Thirty years was a long half-life for mortals, but cultivators had a very different concept of time.
When Xu Xinlan broke her orifices and opened her house, she possessed two hundred lifetimes, and Wang Chen had also used his remaining clan merit to exchange top-grade elixirs for her to reside in her face and cultivate her vitality, so she could completely afford to wait.
Most importantly, thirty years was only the maximum time Wang Chen had set for himself.
Perhaps in ten or twenty years he would be able to grow to such a point!
Xu Xinlan sensed Wang Chen’s sincere heart and firm conviction, and the sadness and trepidation within her heart was greatly alleviated.
She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said with a smile, “Concubine will wait for Langjun!”
Wang Chen lowered his head and imprinted a Fa seal on Xu Xinlan’s brow.
This Fa seal contained his thoughts and promises.
And then Wang Chen sacrificed the Dragon Abyss Sword and swept away in the air!
He did not look back, and as he flew away from Ten Thousand Spirits City, he pressed his children’s love into the deepest recesses of his heart.
This was because Wang Chen knew very well that he was about to embark on an extremely dangerous path to Heaven.
If he wanted to break through this heavenly barrier, there was no room for the existence of any weakness or restraint!
He flew with the sword light for more than an hour and finally landed on a lonely island.
This was the location marked on the previous talismanic letter.
This small island could be seen in its entirety at a glance, and there was no dense forest vegetation on the island; similar islands were numerous in the Western Sea, and they were not noticeable at all.
Wang Dust landed on the island and looked around without seeing anyone.
Just when he wondered if he was being fooled, a flying ship arrived swiftly.
Wang Dust’s heart fluttered and he immediately put on the Thousand Chance Changes.
Changing his face to a plain and unassuming one.
The flying ship landed silently in front of him, and the hatch opened and lowered the gangway.
Wang Chen boarded the flying ship without thinking.
A black-robed man wearing a silver and white mask guarded the doorway and extended his left hand to him.
Ferryman!
Wang Dust took a deep breath and placed the jade token he had prepared long ago in the other’s hand.
This is the Tongtian Order, the “ticket” given to Wang Chen by the Yin Family’s ninth uncle, and recognizes the order but not the person.
The black-robed man put away the jade card, and indicated that Wang Chuan should take a seat in the cabin.
Wang Chuan was not the only passenger here, there were more than twenty other cultivators.
Most of them wore masks, and everyone remained silent and at a proper distance, the atmosphere within the cabin was quite depressing.
The flying ship rose into the air and flew to a new location.
And the one in charge of maneuvering the flying ship was this ferryman.
He didn’t say anything the entire time, but the aura that was faintly revealed was as if it was at the Jindan level!
Wang Chen and the other passengers were all at Purple Mansion cultivation level, so they naturally didn’t dare to make a scene.
Sitting in the cabin, they couldn’t see the outside world, only that every once in a while, the flying ship would land and pick up one or a few new passengers.
Until the number of passengers reaches fifty, the cabin can not sit inside, the ship stops carrying passengers.
Wang Chen didn’t realize that there were so many cultivators like himself who had “smuggled” themselves into the upper realm.
And this is just a “flight”.
After flying for almost an hour, the ship shook slightly, as if it was parked somewhere.
At this time, the cabin door opened again.
The ferryman suddenly opened his mouth and said, “It’s here.”
His voice was extremely hoarse and hard, like he hadn’t opened his mouth for a long time.
The crowd of passengers looked at each other and then came out in a line.