CHAPTER 263: 261. FAMILY REUNION (1/4)

Anomalous Vein!

Witnessing this scene, Li Mu was taken aback.

He hadn’t expected the young man before him to be in the Profound Realm. Even in Zimo Lake, among true Three-star Influences, a Profound Realm is typically at least thirty years old. Of course, looks can be altered; with numerous celestial materials in this world, it’s not impossible for someone seemingly young to be over a hundred years old.

But the youthful innocence between his brows couldn’t be changed.

The person before him was definitely under twenty.

A twenty-year-old in the Profound Realm must have a formidable backing!

However, what shocked him even more was the appearance of an anomalous Meridian Gate; a white Meridian Gate represents water elements, capable of crushing them in the same realm.

"Wait! We’re from the Profound Thunder Pavilion!"

Li Mu immediately raised his gun to call for a pause.

But Wen Ping had no intention of wasting time here.

Regardless of whether they were people from a pseudo Three-star Influence or a real one.

Punishment Fire rises!

With another wave of Wen Ping’s hand, flames burst forth.

"Flames!"

Li Mu and his companion were shocked, their faces instantly turning pale.

One held a gun, and immediately a wave of Vein Qi swept out like rolling waves rushing forward. The other also raised his sword, with countless Sword Qi accompanying the tremor of the Meridian Gate, merging with the Vein Qi to form a large net that covered them. However, both were like stone oxen entering the sea, creating initial ripples but no further movements.

"The white Meridian Gate shouldn’t represent water?" Li Mu exclaimed, disregarding whether the white gate symbolized water or fire, retreating immediately.

He couldn’t comprehend how an Anomalous Profound appeared in this little corner.

The power of this Vein Technique was able to directly neutralize their techniques, clearly not relying on a Vortex Map but a genuinely anomalous vein!

But neither had time to consider this issue further as the flames engulfed them, turning them to ashes after a brief scream. Punishment Fire isn’t something beginner lower Profound Realm filth bodies can withstand, besides becoming ashes instantly; there’s no alternative path for them.

Not long after, the flames receded.

Wen Ping retrieved the Meridian Gate, along with Li Mu and the surroundings including the unconscious lower Profound Realm cultivator a dozen meters away, all vanished.

Only now did Huan Cheng dare to approach, observing his surroundings before saying sheepishly, "Luckily, I stayed far away."

Wen Ping then walked up to Zhao Ying.

"Get up."

Zhao Ying hurriedly helped the man with the surname Ye stand up, repeatedly expressing gratitude.

"Thank you, elder, for saving our lives."

The sensation of surviving a catastrophe was overwhelmingly liberating.

If she didn’t need to support someone, she truly wanted to kneel down and express her utmost gratitude.

Wen Ping glanced at the middle-aged man beside him and said, "He’s okay, just needs ten days to half a month’s rest."

"Um."

Zhao Ying nodded quickly.

The man with the surname Ye also spoke with pain, "Thank you, elder, for saving our lives. I’m Ye... Ye Fei. Should the elder need anything in the future, just say a word, and I’ll go through fire and water without hesitation."

Wen Ping responded, "Hmm."

After responding, Wen Ping dismissed Ye Fei’s words.

Besides, what use is a lower Profound Realm to him?

Then Wen Ping asked Zhao Ying, "You haven’t mentioned the name of the person you’re looking for; now that I’ve saved you, you should tell me, right?"

"Why is the elder asking this?"

Zhao Ying’s guard suddenly went up.

Ye Fei gave a hurried glance from the side and said, "Don’t worry, even the people from the Flying Dragon Association can’t threaten someone who can achieve Anomalous Profound."

He knew Zhao Ying didn’t understand the world above the Profound realm, so he quickly explained.

After all, Wen Ping showed concern, yet Zhao Ying treated him with suspicion, which might make their savior have other thoughts.

Zhao Ying nodded, about to utter Zhao Yi’s name when Wen Ping interrupted her.

Wen Ping looked up at the sky.

It was noon.

"I happen to know someone of the same height and demeanor you described; he’s holding my Flying General Sword looking for you. If you want to meet him, follow me."

Huan Cheng chimed in from the side, "We’ve already searched for you for days; almost turned the whole city upside down. Fortunately, you came back by yourself."

Huan Cheng couldn’t tell if she was lucky or unlucky.

Chased by the Profound Realm and almost killed, it was tragic. With pseudo Three-star Influence, any city would help them clean their house rather than lend a hand.

But ultimately she returned to Cangwu City at the right time to encounter Wen Ping.

Overall, she was lucky at this moment.

After Wen Ping left, Huan Cheng followed him out of the forest after saying this. Zhao Ying watched Wen Ping’s departure, glanced at Ye Fei, and her eyes showed a trace of joy. Ye Fei also revealed a smile, though pale due to his body condition, but the joy was undeniable.

"Let’s go! This elder can kill someone from the Profound Thunder Pavilion in the Profound Realm without hesitation. Certainly, he wouldn’t randomly toy with us. Your nephew might actually be in Cangwu City!"

"Mm!"

Zhao Ying nodded, supporting Ye Fei as they walked toward Cangwu City.

Outside the forest, Murong Xi saw Wen Ping coming out and quickly asked, "Sect Leader Wen, what happened?"

"Just a minor incident." Wen Ping said, then turned back to glance at Zhao Ying and her companion, "By the way, help arrange accommodations near Yunlan Mountain for them."

Murong Xi nodded quickly, "Sect Leader Wen rest assured."

Wen Ping turned back to Zhao Ying and said, "You two heal first. I’ll bring Zhao Yi to meet you."

Upon hearing Zhao Yi’s name, Zhao Ying’s heart skipped a beat.

Finally!

She had been searching for months and had finally found him.

"Thank you, elder."

Zhao Ying bowed quickly.

The gratitude couldn’t be expressed with words; she silently vowed to serve this elder wholeheartedly once she found her nephew.

Upon entering the city, Wen Ping didn’t linger much in Cangwu City.

After ascending the mountain, he went straight to the dormitory area where everyone was cultivating, including Zhao Yi. But Zhao Yi was not focused.

He had been cultivating for four days yet hadn’t grasped the threshold; although the sword managed to fly up, it fell before sustaining even a breath; rising again, it would fall, and the maximum height he managed was below his own stature.

Of course, this wasn’t about talent.

The world’s talent pertains only to cultivation speed and potential future achievements, aligned closely with Vein Qi.

Whereas Sword Control Skill uses Spiritual Qi.

The two differ completely.

But Zhao Yi’s progress was overly slow.

Wen Ping said, "Zhao Yi, put the sword down, your aunt has been found."

Clang!

The sword, having flown half a meter high, fell onto the floor tiles.

"Found!"

"That fast."

Other people reacted faster than Zhao Yi, abandoning their cultivation to embrace Zhao Yi outwards.

Zhao Yi cried with joy down the Immortal Sect, sprinting fiercely, then under guidance from the City Lord’s Mansion reached outside the inn.

Thud!

Thud!

Thud!

Three steps completing stairs that would typically take a dozen normal steps.

Upon reaching the second floor, he saw Zhao Ying, carrying a basin of water into the room from the hallway, involuntarily gripping his Flying General Sword tighter.