While Long Yu was guessing, the purple-robed Tan Wuchuan's face was already livid.
The mysterious young man's words were exactly what he wanted, and he was extremely unhappy.
"Don't go too far. When did I, Tan Wuchuan, want to confuse right and wrong?"
Tan Wuchuan snorted angrily, as if the man in front of him had insulted him.
"Haha!"
The mysterious young man laughed. "Elder Tan, we all know what's going on. Why beat around the bush? I won't say anything more. I'm leaving! "
After saying this, the mysterious youth's footsteps moved, and a black shadow flashed by. Long Yu felt as if he was being carried away by the mysterious youth, and his speed was more than three to four times faster than when he used Flash Wind Step!
Tan Wuchuan didn't stop him and let the mysterious young man take Long Yu away. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
"Elder Tan, who is this person? Why is he so arrogant?"
Seeing Long Yu being taken away, Qin Rong 'er was unhappy and couldn't help but ask.
"The number one core disciple of the Zhentian Clan."
Tan Wuchuan's tone was cold. He looked at Qin Tianque's body at his feet, and his eyes were filled with sorrow. "Since that person is involved, I can't help you anymore …"
"Elder Tan, are we just going to let this matter go?"
Qin Rong 'er was unwilling, and a vicious look appeared in her eyes.
"If we don't let it go, what else can we do?"
Tan Wuchuan snorted coldly. At this moment, he no longer had a good impression of Qin Rong 'er. "You still don't repent for what happened today? Forget it, forget it! For Tianque's sake, I won't make things difficult for you. Tomorrow morning, you can pack your bags and leave the Zhentian Clan! "
Tan Wuchuan had interfered in this matter because of Qin Tianque. He wanted to take revenge for Qin Tianque.
But now that there was no hope of revenge, and Qin Tianque was dead, he naturally didn't have a good impression of the culprit, Qin Rong 'er.
He, Tan Wuchuan, was the Law Enforcement Elder. So, he was naturally very clear about the whole matter!
Qin Rong 'er was stunned when she heard this.
"Elder Tan …"
She opened her eyes wide. She didn't expect Tan Wuchuan to be afraid of going against a core disciple!
The number one core disciple was still a disciple of the Zhentian Clan.
Tan Wuchuan was the Law Enforcement Elder, but he was afraid of a Zhentian Clan disciple. Qin Ronger couldn't understand this no matter how hard she tried.
However, Tan Wuchuan obviously wouldn't explain too much to her.
"The four of you, no one is allowed to speak of what happened today, or else …"
An ominous glint flashed in Tan Wuchuan's eyes as he swept his gaze over Qin Rong 'er and the other three people.
"Disciple, disciple understands!"
Apart from Qin Rong'er, the other three people immediately answered in fear. They were afraid that Tan Wuchuan would kill them if they answered too late.
If news of what had happened just now were to spread, it would obviously have a huge impact on Tan Wuchuan's reputation. Of course, the three of them wouldn't dare to spread the news recklessly!
"Remember your words."
Killing intent flashed in Tan Wuchuan's eyes. He then lowered his head and glanced at Qin Tianque's corpse. His killing intent didn't decrease but increased instead.
Obviously, he didn't plan on giving up on Qin Tianque's revenge. He just needed to endure it for the time being!
He picked up Qin Tianque's corpse and walked step by step toward the Zhentian Clan. His purple robe fluttered in the wind, and in just a moment, he disappeared from where he was.
In the Soaring Serpent Abyss, a soul-stirring battle finally came to an end …
…
Long Yu was taken away by the mysterious young man. After traveling as fast as lightning, they soon returned to the bottom of the Suppression Canyon.
"Long Yu, I will send you here. I have already informed the two elders, and they will come to pick you up."
The mysterious young man looked at Long Yu with admiration in his eyes and said encouragingly, "Your combat talent is very high. Perhaps in the near future, you will become a formidable opponent of mine!"
"Senior is too kind. Thank you for today, Senior."
Long Yu endured the pain from his broken leg and cupped his fists.
"Hey, don't call me Senior. Do I look very old?"
The mysterious young man had a serious expression. "I am the same as you, a disciple of the Zhentian Clan. However, I am only a core disciple. You can call me Senior Brother!"
Core disciple!
Upon hearing that, Long Yu was stunned. This mysterious young man was actually a core disciple of the Zhentian Clan?
He had thought that he was also an elder!
This guy, with just his identity as a core disciple, was able to suppress Tan Wuchuan. One could see how terrifying his strength was! In comparison, Feng Yun, who was also a core disciple, was much weaker!
In the Heavenly Mandate Continent, strength determined everything. Even if this mysterious young man was only a core disciple, as long as he was stronger than Tan Wuchuan, Tan Wuchuan could not do anything to him.
This was the benefit of having great strength!
If not for this, Long Yu would not have been able to escape so easily today. But now, not only had he stepped into the sixth tier of the Martial Path and returned safely, he had also obtained Qin Tianque's weapon, the Mystic Wind Seal. This trip to the Soaring Serpent Abyss was a huge harvest!
All of this was thanks to this core disciple in front of him, the mysterious young man.
"Senior Brother, please tell me your name. I will definitely thank you in the future."
Long Yu immediately said, trying to get the other party's name.
"Haha, it's just a name. It's not worth mentioning. I won't say much, I'll be leaving first. See you later! "
The young man laughed heartily, then turned around and disappeared with a single step!
Long Yu saw him leave just like that and could not help but scratch his head. What was this guy's name? Why did he suddenly appear to help him?
If it was just because he saw that he had great potential, Long Yu would definitely not believe it.
"Could it be related to Feng Yun?"
At the core disciple level, Long Yu had only interacted with Feng Yun. Could it be that this mysterious young man had a grudge with Feng Yun, so he paid special attention to him and appeared to help him?
"Or, is it related to my father that I have never met?"
Long Yu thought about it, but he could not guess the truth. Soon, a beautiful girl in a blue shirt appeared on the mountain road leading to the top of the canyon. It was Liao Lele!
"Long Yu, what happened to you? You only went out for an afternoon and your leg is broken again?"
Liao Lele was called down by Old Bai, and when she saw Long Yu half-kneeling on the ground, how could she not know what had happened?
She quickly ran over with a face full of disdain, "You're not strong, and you only know how to fight and kill. Looks like it will take another half a month for your leg to recover."
"Half a month it is, I can go to the Royal Ancient Ginseng Forest by then."
Long Yu argued, "What's more, others are already bullying me. Should I take the initiative to admit defeat and be bullied by them?"
"Tsk, hurry up and go back with me."
Liao Lele rolled her eyes, helped him up, and walked step by step towards the top of the mountain.
Although Liao Lele didn't seem to like Long Yu very much, but from this delicate girl, Long Yu could feel a kind of warmth that he hadn't felt for a long time. It made him feel as if he was being cared for.
Especially when he came back injured this time, it was Liao Lele who came to pick him up, subconsciously narrowing the distance between the two.
…
Ten days later, at the peak of the Suppression Canyon.
As Long Yu's leg was an injury to his tendons and bones, it healed relatively quickly. Old Bai gave him a high-grade pill, which allowed him to fully recover in ten days.
However, this time, Old Bai made it clear that if he was seriously injured again, there would be no more healing pills, and he had to wait for a few months to recover, just like the wind and clouds!
Towards this, although Long Yu felt a little apologetic, if he was given another chance to choose again, he would still do the same thing.
Exchanging a leg for his opponent's life, it was worth it!
Furthermore, he even obtained a Combat Weapon, the Mystic Wind Seal.
However, Old Bai said that the Mystic Wind Seal was not suitable for Long Yu, so he took it away, saying that he would exchange it for another Combat Weapon at the faction.
However, in the past ten days, Old Bai did not give him any news, which made Long Yu's heart itch.
This morning, Long Yu could not wait to leave the bamboo hut and saw Old Bai sitting at the edge of the cliff, drinking tea leisurely.
"Old Bai."
Long Yu took a step forward and asked, "Didn't you say that you would tell me the Senior Brother's identity when my leg is fully recovered?"
"Do you really want to know his name?"
Old Bai stroked his beard and chuckled.
"Please tell me, Elder."
Long Yu cupped his fists and bowed.
In the past ten days, there were two things that had been bothering him. One was the Mystic Wind Seal that was taken away, and the other was the mysterious young man's identity as a core disciple.
"Then I will tell you, don't regret it."
Old Bai looked interested, "He is the number one core disciple of the Zhentian Clan, and also one of the top nine young experts of the Tang Empire. His name is Bu Fang!"
The number one core disciple of the Zhentian Clan!
One of the top nine young experts of the Tang Empire!
Long Yu's expression changed slightly. He did not expect that the mysterious young man's identity was so shocking that he was ranked first in the entire Tang Empire!
However, when he heard the name from Old Bai, he could not help but be startled.
No?
"Bu Fang, Bu Fang, Bu Fang."
Old Bai explained.
"…"
Long Yu was a little puzzled. Who gave him this name? No wonder the mysterious young man refused to tell him!
How could a man not be able to do it?
However, Bu Fang was still Bu Fang!
"Long Yu, I have to remind you that you must not mention this name in front of him. At most, you can call him 'Senior Brother Bu'."
Old Bai paused and said in a slightly serious tone, "Do you understand?"
"Well, I understand."
Long Yu seemed to have understood something.
"Well, next, try this combat weapon I just brought back for you, the Blizzard Boots."
Old Bai nodded with satisfaction. He stretched out his hand, and a pair of snow-white boots appeared in front of Long Yu.
Blizzard Boots?
Long Yu's eyes lit up. Was this the combat weapon that Old Bai had promised to exchange for the Mystic Wind Seal?
"Combat weapons, like elixirs, are divided into lower, middle, and upper grades. However, the Zhentian Clan always rewards their inner disciples with lower grade combat weapons."
Old man Bai said leisurely, "These Blizzard Boots are also low-ranked combat weapons, but they are the most precious low-ranked combat weapons. Try them, and you will understand everything."
"Yes, thank you, Old Bai."
Long Yu took the pair of snow-white boots and carefully observed them.
The boots were completely snow-white, and they were completely made of ice crystals. Once he touched them, he could feel a burst of cold air. No wonder they were called the Blizzard Boots!
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