Murong Feixue was elated to hear that Ling Yun wanted to send her to Hong Kong on a private plane. However, she wasn't a wasteful woman.
"Alright, stop trying to make Big Sister happy. I'm alone, why would I need a private plane? It's only two hours from here to Hong Kong. I can definitely make it in time."
A private plane to Hong Kong would cost a few hundred thousand. Murong Feixue wouldn't be willing to spend it no matter how rich she was.
"I'm talking about sending, when did I say anything about a private plane? Don't worry, we'll use our own plane! "
"What? You, you have a private plane? Why didn't I know about it? "
Murong Feixue was shocked. She had been staying in Qingshui City all this time and hadn't heard about Ling Yun buying a private plane.
She was most concerned about Ling Yun's news. She would definitely know if Ling Yun bought a private plane.
"Uh … to be exact, it's my grandfather's private plane. I took it back this time."
"Oh, I see." Murong Feixue suddenly remembered that Ling Yun had returned to the Ling Family and was now the young master of the Ling Family.
It was normal for one of the seven big families in Huaxia to have one or two private planes.
"Seems like your grandfather dotes on you a lot!" "Ling Yun, congratulations!" Murong Feixue said faintly as she thought of the crux of the matter.
Murong Feixue was congratulating herself. The original Ling Yun could be said to have had a miserable life. Murong Feixue fell in love with Ling Yun purely because of Ling Yun. She didn't care about Ling Yun's background or status.
Murong Feixue knew that she wasn't good enough for the heaven-defying Ling Yun, but she had her pride. That was her family background and her status in the jewelry industry.
But now, Ling Yun had become the Young Master of the Ling Family in Beijing. His status was far above Murong Feixue's!
Murong Feixue was naturally glad. She was even afraid that she didn't hold back for too long. If she had been a step later, Ling Yun would have had reason to suspect that she didn't love Ling Yun and had other motives.
That kind of relationship would inevitably be flawed. Murong Feixue would regret it if that was the case!
"Of course!"
Big Brother Yun was very arrogant. He took out his phone and called Chang Jun, asking him to contact Qingshui City's airport and arrange the flight route so that they could send Murong Feixue to Hong Kong.
"Alright, let's pack up and go to the airport!"
Ling Yun hung up and spoke to Murong Feixue directly.
Tianxi Pavilion naturally had its own shop in Hong Kong. Murong Feixue also had her own house in Hong Kong. Hence, she didn't have much luggage. She only had one suitcase, and she had already packed it last night.
Murong Feixue packed up, and Ling Yun helped her carry the suitcase. They went out first and loaded the suitcase into the car.
After locking the door, Murong Feixue turned around and was slightly embarrassed when she saw the Maserati.
"My car!"
Ling Yun could only scratch his head and laugh awkwardly.
"Uh … If Big Sister wants it, I'll give it back to you. It hasn't been registered anyway."
"Humph! Who told you to return it to me? Now that you have a private jet, why do you still want this car?! "
Murong Feixue said shyly, "I just remembered how you bullied me the other day!"
Ling Yun laughed heartily. Murong Feixue said, "I'll give this car to Lingyu. Just … just treat it as a gift from me to her."
Ling Yun sat in the driver's seat and asked Murong Feixue to get in. "Doesn't that mean I didn't get anything?"
Murong Feixue pinched Ling Yun's waist. "I even gave you a million yuan and the Heavenly Seal, and …" Murong Feixue said hatefully.
Murong Feixue quickly shut her mouth. If she were to continue, she would say "I even gave myself to you".
Chang Jun and Su Rui didn't dare to delay after receiving Ling Yun's order. They rushed to the airport early and arranged the flight route. By the time they saw Ling Yun and Murong Feixue, everything was already arranged. They were just waiting for Murong Feixue to board the plane.
"Ling Yun, remember to miss me. If I miss you, I'll call you. You can't reject me!"
"Okay!"
"Don't let those little girls steal your soul. If I hear that you ate someone else first, I won't care about you anymore!"
"Don't worry!"
Since ancient times, it had always been painful to part with one's emotions. Murong Feixue's trip to Hong Kong would take more than a month. Naturally, she was filled with emotions and couldn't bear to part with Ling Yun. She displayed the emotions of a young girl to the fullest.
However, even though the plane was hers, the flight route didn't wait for anyone. Murong Feixue waved goodbye to Ling Yun and boarded the plane.
Ling Yun also left the airport hall and went to his car. However, he didn't drive away immediately. Instead, he stood there and watched the plane take off.
The plane with Murong Feixue soared into the sky and disappeared into the horizon.
Sigh … If I wasn't about to break through to the Qi Cultivation Stage, if I didn't cherish that opportunity to cultivate …
Ling Yun retracted his gaze and shook his head. He got in the car and left Qingshui City International Airport.
"Big Brother Yun, where are you? Hurry up and tell my dad to let me out!"
Ling Yun received a call from Tang Meng as he drove. He could tell how depressed Tang Meng was from the sound of his voice.
"They haven't let you out yet?" Ling Yun chuckled.
"Yeah, but they didn't really lock me up. I'm drinking tea in Uncle Kang's office now. They won't let me out …" Tang Meng said anxiously.
Ling Yun was happy to see Tang Meng make a fool of himself. He laughed and said, "Then you should just stay there. Who knows, there might be a beautiful policewoman who will take a fancy to you and throw herself into your arms.
"F * ck you, Big Brother Yun. Seriously, give my dad a call and ask him to let me out. I still have so many things to do outside!"
"Alright, don't worry. I'll make the call now."
Ling Yun was done joking. He hung up and immediately called Tang Tianhao.
Ling Yun's words were effective. Tang Tianhao didn't make things difficult for his son after receiving the call. He immediately ordered Tang Meng to leave on his own.
It was almost noon. Ling Yun didn't forget to call Zhang Ling to ask about the situation at the Triumph Hotel. He asked Zhang Ling to treat her classmates to a good meal at the hotel before letting them leave as soon as possible. He told them that Qingshui City wasn't peaceful and that they shouldn't stay there for too long.
The Assassins Organization was different from Li Jiujiang and his nephew. Ling Yun did not wish for them to be involved in this endless vendetta and lose a day of their lives for nothing.
Before hanging up, Ling Yun reminded Zhang Ling, "Tell Teacher Kong and Zhuang Meina that they don't have to worry about me. After lunch, go home as soon as possible. Don't go out if there's nothing important. Be careful."
Of course, Zhang Ling and the rest had also heard about the explosion last night. She expressed that she understood and reminded Ling Yun to be more careful. Only then did they hang up the phone.
"Sigh … I really can't do without Tang Meng!"
After hanging up, Ling Yun sighed deeply. These trivial matters should have been handled by Tang Meng. However, Tang Meng was locked up. Naturally, he had to do it himself. Even though it was trivial, it was related to his family's life. He had no choice but to do it.
Why did Ling Yun let Tang Meng handle all the mundane matters from the start?
It was because he knew himself too well.
A hen and an eagle couldn't fly side by side in the sky because it couldn't. Even if it could, it would fall to its death.
Similarly, ordinary people in the secular world and cultivators were two different kinds of people who lived in different worlds. Their lives, their encounters, their opponents, and so on were completely different. They couldn't be compared at all.
Ling Yun was a cultivator. As long as he reached the Qi Cultivation Stage, he would officially embark on the journey of cultivation. The mundane world would gradually drift away from him until there was no longer any interaction between them.
Ling Yun needed to explore the mysterious world, face strong opponents, and search for all kinds of elixirs to increase his strength …
Every day, besides the long and boring secluded cultivation, he experienced life and death battles to temper his willpower and improve his cultivation!
Mortals couldn't stay together with cultivators. It was the same logic as a hen couldn't stay with an eagle.
For example, if a cultivator with the same strength as Ling Yun came to his doorstep and Ling Yun wasn't around, he could kill everyone around Ling Yun as easily as killing ants. Moreover, it would be an instant kill! What would Ling Yun do?
Another example was if Ling Yun reached the Inedia Period. He could eat the wind and drink the dew, traversing the mountains and rivers day and night. Would he still have to think about what the people around him wanted to eat next? Then he wouldn't need to cultivate. All he had to do was take care of the people around him every day.
To put it simply, as Ling Yun's realm increased rapidly, the people around him would automatically leave Ling Yun's circle. Ling Yun would only bring them danger, and they would only bring trouble to Ling Yun.
Humans had their own paths, and immortals had their own paths.
At this moment, when Ling Yun was about to reach the Qi Cultivation Stage, the huge difference between immortals and mortals was highlighted coldly and mercilessly. It was very cruel and very realistic!
Ling Yun knew that this was not only his fate, but also the fate of every cultivator. He had to face it.
However, humans would always have a starting stage, and it was the same for cultivators. Ling Yun began his cultivation in the mundane world. He needed to find all kinds of cultivation resources in the mundane world, and he had to solve all kinds of problems that came with it.
This was called "ending one's ties with the mundane world".
Starting from the mundane world and ending one's ties with the mundane world, only then could one have no distractions and embark on the path of cultivation.
Ling Yun thought silently as he drove. Unknowingly, the car had already entered Mansion Number One. The engine had stopped, but he was still in a daze. (To be continued.)
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