Lan Ling asked, "You didn’t come to me just to ask about fishing nowadays, did you?"
"Of course not." Lin Bai smiled, took a deep breath, looked at the clouded sky, and said softly, "Uncle Lan Ling, I’m planning to go to the Central Holy Nation!"
Pa——
When Lin Bai mentioned he was planning to go to the Central Holy Nation, he clearly felt a brief pause in Lan Ling’s breathing.
Following that, Lan Ling returned to normal and said with a light smile, "That’s not exactly a good place. When your father went there for the first time, he got into trouble!"
"When are you planning to leave?"
Lin Bai said, "I’m leaving right after visiting you!"
"Alright!" Lan Ling responded, saying, "Remember, the Central Holy Nation is the sacred land of Martial Arts on the Barbaric Ancient Continent. The warriors there have extremely powerful cultivation, and strong ones in the Wending Realm, who are rare to see in the East and Southern Continents, might be quite common in the Central Holy Nation!"
"While in the Central Holy Nation, you must remember not to provoke three types of people!"
Lin Bai frowned and asked, "Which three types?"
Lan Ling said, "Street beggars, Buddhist monks, and officials of the Holy Nation."
Lin Bai asked, "Why?"
Lan Ling shook his head and said, "Just remember it, no need to ask more."
Lin Bai nodded silently.
Then the two sat together in silence for a long time.
Their eyes filled with deep thought, pondering unknown matters.
After a while, Lan Ling spoke again, asking, "Are you really ready?"
Lin Bai said, "I have been preparing for over ten years!"
Lan Ling’s voice suddenly became hoarse, seemingly distorted with excitement, he said, "Good! Then go ahead! Don’t be afraid, your uncle is backing you!"
Lin Bai stood up, cupped his hands, bowed to Lan Ling, and said, "Then, nephew is leaving!"
Lan Ling nodded silently.
Subsequently, Lin Bai turned and left the Lan Clan, leaving the East Continent Academy, heading towards the Central Holy Nation!
After Lin Bai left, Lan Ling finally let out a long breath of relief, looking up and sighing lightly: "Over twenty years, it’s finally starting!"
"Elder Brother Lin Duo, Miss Li Subai, your son, he is coming!"
Lan Ling said deeply, taking a deep breath.
Lan Yuxin, sitting behind Lan Ling, looked at Lan Ling’s strange movements, her expression somewhat complex.
At that moment, Lan Ling waved his hand, creating the appearance of several human shadows floating above the lake.
Watching these shadows, Lan Ling softly said, "Lin Bai, he’s gone to the Central Holy Nation!"
Hualalala——
Hearing Lan Ling’s words, the shadows in the entire lake shook in unison, causing the lake to tremble violently, splashing water everywhere.
Lan Ling smiled and said, "What? Can’t hold back anymore?"
"But it’s also time for the Central Holy Nation to pay its blood debts in blood!"
"Su Yanhua, make sure Su Xianmei is ready to assist Lin Bai. When he first arrives in the Central Holy Nation, he will surely be quite unaccustomed. With Lin Bai’s personality, if he provokes strong enemies again, it might not be good!"
Lan Ling said lightly.
On Lin Bai’s way to the Central Holy Nation.
In the East Continent, Kunxu!
Li Zhengyi, the head of the Li Family, sat in the darkness of a palace, sitting there lonely with only darkness accompanying him.
Ever since Li Zhengyi made a choice over twenty years ago, he was destined to spend the rest of his life in solitude.
In the darkness, through a few glimmers of light, one could vaguely see Li Zhengyi seemingly crushing a token in his hand.
The token seemed to be a Sound Transmission Token.
After crushing the token, Li Zhengyi murmured softly, "The sword has been unsheathed!"
A year ago, after a battle in the Great Witch Dynasty, Fang Yiyun, Wu Ming, Changsun Yun, Shu Xiang, and Meng Li all voluntarily withdrew from the East Continent Academy.
Since then, Fang Yiyun took the four people, traveling and cultivating across the Barbaric Ancient Continent.
And at that time, following Fang Yiyun’s departure were not only Wu Ming, Changsun Yun, Shu Xiang, and Meng Li, but also one more person.
This person was Wen Jia.
It was Lin Bai who had originally rescued Wen Jia from Zhexian City, allowing him to become Fang Yiyun’s disciple.
After Fang Yiyun left the East Continent Academy, Wen Jia naturally followed him.
The best place for a group to travel and explore could only be the Central Holy Nation!
At this moment, in the Central Holy Nation, Tai Cang County, within a certain mountain range.
Fang Yiyun was leading Changsun Yun, Meng Li, Shu Xiang, Wu Ming, and Wen Jia, fleeing rapidly.
Their expressions were anxious, seemingly as if they were running for their lives!
At this time, suddenly an old man dressed in luxurious clothes descended from the clouds, snorted coldly, and said, "Still trying to escape? Do you think you can escape today? Having offended our Governor, do you still wish to live?"
Fang Yiyun’s expression was fierce, looking at this old man, this person’s cultivation was at the seventh level of the Wending Realm, extremely terrifying.
Moreover, after the old man appeared, soldiers emerged instantly from the dense forest, approximately several thousand of them, surrounding Fang Yiyun and the others.
At this moment, Wen Jia gritted his teeth and growled lowly, "Master, let’s fight them!"
Fang Yiyun immediately stopped Wen Jia, saying coldly, "Wen Jia, don’t act recklessly!"
The old man looked at Fang Yiyun and said coldly, "Old rascal, my family’s Governor has his eyes on that girl next to you. It’s a blessing in disguise for you all; obediently let her come with me, and I guarantee your lives will be filled with prosperity in Tai Cang County!"
Upon hearing this, Shu Xiang’s face went pale.
The situation was this: the place where Fang Yiyun and the others were located was Tai Cang County in the Central Holy Nation. The most powerful authority there was the Governor of Tai Cang County, an official appointed by the Imperial Court of the Central Holy Nation. Even the families and sects within Tai Cang County had to show respect, as the Governor was backed by the Central Holy Nation.
Recently, there had been a grand event in Tai Cang County, and the Governor attended. During the banquet, the Governor took a fancy to Shu Xiang and wanted to take her as a concubine.
Fang Yiyun naturally didn’t agree and immediately fled with Shu Xiang, but didn’t expect the Governor to dispatch soldiers across thousands of miles to capture them, even involving a strong one from the Wending Realm.
Fang Yiyun cupped his hands and said, "Senior, I wonder if there is any room for negotiation on this matter?"
The old man replied dismissively, "Don’t waste your energy. Once my Governor lays eyes on someone, they never escape!"
"Is that so?" Fang Yiyun smiled slightly, and immediately sent a sound transmission saying, "I’ll hold them off, you all escape!"
At that instant, Fang Yiyun struck with his sword towards this old man.
Simultaneously, Wen Jia and the others fled in another direction.
But at this moment, the old man sneered, "Courting death! Capture them for me!"
Instantly, the warriors here swarmed up, in a flash, hitting Fang Yiyun and the others until they were covered in blood, utterly defeated.
"I didn’t expect your sword skill to be so remarkable. If you had a few more years to cultivate, perhaps I wouldn’t be your match. But it’s a pity, you will die at my hands today." The old man looked at the severely injured Fang Yiyun and sneered.
"Don’t harm my master!" Wen Jia rushed forward, standing in front of Fang Yiyun.
The old man coldly said, "Since you want to die too, let’s make it together!"
The old man showed no mercy, striking towards Wen Jia’s face.
In that very moment, the clouds above exploded, and a sword light descended from outside the Nine Heavens Cloud, slicing off the old man’s arm that was striking towards Wen Jia!
"Aaaah!" The old man clutched his severed wound and screamed in pain, simultaneously roaring, "Which bastard dares to attack me? Do you know I am the Governor’s man in Tai Cang County? Who is it? Show yourself!"
From the clouds, a Black-clothed Swordsman appeared, looked at the old man, and said coldly, "Prince Rong’s Mansion, Mo Wenshen!"

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