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The next time he added more, the next time he added a hundred flowers ?

That chilliness, that murderous intent, they were indeed filled with hatred from the bottom of their hearts. Shangguan Mu and Shangguan Li looked at Qingyang in bewilderment. They didn't question him, after all, they knew it was an irreconcilable hatred.

"I'm sorry, but the moment I mentioned this matter, I was unable to control myself." A moment later, Qingyang's terrifying killing intent dissipated, and the momentum from the explosion disappeared back into his body. Qingyang said apologetically as he stared at the pair.

"Little Yang boy, what level have you reached in your cultivation?" "How can he be so powerful?" Shangguan Li glanced at Qingyang as if he was looking at a freak and asked in a low voice.

Instead of answering Shangguan Li's question, Qingyang just shrugged his shoulders. Shangguan Sheng, on the other hand, was frowning. "I seem to have heard of this Qingyang somewhere. Yes, it seems to be a guest genius pharmacist from the Dongfang family!"

"The genius pharmacist from the Dongfang family? I've heard of it too, but didn't it disappear three years ago? " Shangguan Li was startled at Shangguan Dun's words. "Could this person be ?"

"Hehe, Qingyang is my disciple, but his entire family was annihilated by the NanRong family." However, anyone could feel the hidden killing intent behind these words: "None of the three hundred and eighty-four members of the Azure Sun Clan survived."

It was to avenge his beloved disciple. Shangguan Li patted his son's shoulder and sighed, "There is no room for anyone in the family, so I can only advise you not to be too upset over your disciple. Like you said, a debt of blood needs to be paid with blood!"

Shangguan Dun nodded, seeing that the atmosphere in the room was a bit tense, he changed the topic and said: "Brother Yang, I wonder what you plan to do in the future?"

"I plan to visit Alliance Head Mu Chu in the Northern Tang County-City. After that, I will begin to investigate the Nan Rong family's henchmen." After calming himself down, Qingyang mused for a moment before speaking.

"That's right. You should know what's good for you, Old Mu. You should pay him a visit and let Mu Er accompany you." Shangguan Dun suggested.

"You can't! Mu'er, as a member of the Shangguan family, if we enter the Northern Tang County City, I'm afraid that we will get caught up in a commotion. If the Nan Rong family wants to talk about this, I'm afraid the Shangguan family will have some troubles." Qingyang immediately denied it and said, "I'll let him cultivate the technique I taught him in the Northern Chi Prefecture. I'll come back later."

"Little Yang, my family's Jingxiang is very strict with you, she will only come back after ten and a half years." Shangguan Li laughed heartily and shouted.

Feeling helpless, Qingyang recalled that the Shangguan Family's eldest daughter seemed to have a little interest in him, but now that he had Yanran, how could he accept another relationship? Rather than hiding it from him, he might as well just say it so as to not disturb his mistress' home.

"Old Master, to be honest, I've already had someone in my heart for a long time. I really can't afford to face Miss Jingxiang's feelings." With a bitter smile, Qingyang answered truthfully as well.

He glanced at Qingyang, who was about to speak, then sighed and said, "I can't force this matter. Since Brother Yang has spoken today, I'll share the matter with Jingxiang. You don't have to worry about it."

As for Shangguan Li, he glared at Qingyang with a bit of anger, but his casual, yet discouraged face was a bit worried. He was probably also worried about how his darling granddaughter would get rid of this relationship.

Of course, Qingyang couldn't say anything. He could only laugh and argue with the two before leaving for his room. The next day, he prepared to return to the Dong An Manor to hand over the Yin Moon Divine Ring to Dongfang Yanran.

"Ai, this kid Yang actually doesn't know how to handle Jingxiang's feelings. Why don't you tell Jingxiang about this, I want to see how you're going to deal with her." When Qingyang left, Shangguan Li naturally vented his anger at Shangguan Sheng.

"Brother Yang already has someone in his heart, so he naturally cannot accept the Calm Incense. This is normal, no one can blame Brother Yang for this." Shangguan Li sighed helplessly as well. "You can tell this to Jingxiang after a few days."

Qingyang, who was already cultivating in his room, naturally didn't know the conversation between the two. Although he knew in his heart that Shangguan Jingxiang would inevitably feel a burst of sadness, he still felt helpless; after all, Yanran was currently waiting for him at the Dongan Mansion. Qingyang's heart was full of happiness at the thought of that smiling face, so Qingyang had returned home as soon as he could.

"..."

The next morning, under the watch of the Shangguan family, Qingyang flew away. Unexpectedly, Shangguan Jingxiang was still standing in the crowd, silently staring at him. But judging from her expression, she probably didn't know what Qingyang had said yesterday.

However, since Shangguan Du had promised to speak with Shangguan Jingxiang, Qingyang didn't bother with her anymore. When he thought he would meet Dongfang Yanran soon, he sped up his flight.

After about four hours, Qingyang had arrived at the outskirts of the Dong An Prefecture. In order to avoid alarming the world, Qingyang chose to drop off at a secluded area on the outskirts of the city before heading back on foot.

Although there weren't many people on the streets, there weren't a few either. Looking at the people who were busy making a living, Qingyang was filled with emotion. He had originally only wanted to live a peaceful life, but now, he had embarked on a bloody path of revenge.

"Who are you!?" After all, Qingyang was still wearing a human skin mask on his face, and it was likely that even Dongfang Bo and Dongfang Yanran would not be able to get out. The original one had already been turned into dust when the essence of heavenly lightning appeared.

"Please inform the Dongfang family head that an old friend has come to visit." With a faint smile, Qingyang slowly spoke.

Looking at the stranger who was holding the embroidered box, the guard thought to himself that maybe he was here to give a gift to the patriarch. After answering him, he went back into the Dongfang manor to report.

"I wonder if Uncle Dongfang will be able to recognize me after seeing my current appearance." Qingyang who had returned to the Eastern Residence felt slightly warm in his heart. After all, there were only a few people who were close to him right now.

"Sir, the Patriarch is in the study room. Please follow me." When the guard returned, his attitude was a bit better. After giving some instructions to the other guard, he began to lead the way. It was likely that he was afraid that Qingyang wouldn't know the way.

The fake mountain of flowers and trees in the Dongfang family's residence was still as familiar as ever without any changes. Qingyang's heart was also slightly warm, and in a short while, he arrived in front of the study room.

"Sir, please come in. The Patriarch is currently in the study room. I will take my leave first." The guard bowed and left.

Qingyang gently knocked on the wooden door as he thanked Dongfang Bo. Only after Dongfang Bo responded did he push open the door and enter.

"You are ?" As expected from Qingyang, Dongfang Bo really didn't recognize him. He only raised his head, slightly frowned, and thought for a moment before asking with suspicion.

"Uncle Dongfang, even I can't recognize you?" After placing the embroidered box on the tea table, Qingyang looked at Dongfang Bo with a smile.

"Azure Sun?!" Staring at this new year stranger in front of him, Dongfang Bo asked in shock, "You're back?"

After all, there was only one person in this world who called him Uncle Dongfang, and that person was that genius Guest Warrior, Qingyang!

"Haha, Uncle Dongfang, it's not only me who has returned, but also that Yin Moon Divine Ring." With a loud laugh, Qingyang turned his head to look at the embroidered box beside him.

As he followed Qingyang's gaze, he saw that within that not too big red embroidered box, Dongfang Bo knew the weight of the box. Inside the box was the dream of Yanran, the dream of a fellow clansman that they could usually cultivate!