Banshee Family Training Record

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My status, my reputation, my wealth, and my Lian'er...

His eyes gleamed, and he continued, "Perfect timing. I have a new plan coming up, so let's test it out with this."

Gongsun Yong's eyes lit up: "Uncle Chong, what do you plan to do?"

Gongsun Chong laughed and said, "Does the saying 'snake demons rob and kill' sound right?"

Gongsun Yong burst into laughter: "It sounds good, it sounds good!"

……

The following morning, in a guest room at the Qingyun Sect's residence.

Yun Chu'an, holding the naked Hua Caiyan, slowly woke up from the large bed. After exchanging good morning kisses, the fox spirit suddenly realized what was happening, hurriedly got out of bed, changed her clothes, and then used a concealment spell to return to her room.

After all, so far, apart from Yan Shuiyi, no other outsider knows about her relationship with Yun Chuan.

She didn't want too many people to know, so she naturally tried to cover it up as much as possible.

Yun Chu'an also got up then. Fortunately, it was still early, and no one noticed these details. They quietly put everything back in place, and no one noticed anything unusual.

By the time they finished washing up and had breakfast, it was already broad daylight outside. Yun Chu'an didn't linger; he looked at the people from the Qingyun Sect, cupped his hands, and took his leave.

Feng Jian and Lao Wen smiled, still savoring the joy of drinking and composing poems the night before, and told him that he must come often in the future.

Yun Chu'an felt somewhat ashamed, and gave an awkward smile, indicating that he wasn't always inspired—his poetry repertoire was about to run out.

After exchanging such polite words, he took Hua Caiyan and prepared to leave.

Yan Shuiyi also stood in the courtyard. Even now, seeing him, she still couldn't calm down. No matter how hard she tried to control herself, she couldn't help but recall the enchanting moments of last night.

She struggled to suppress her strange feelings, took a deep breath, looked at Yun Chuan ahead, and suddenly parted her lips, saying, "Wait a moment, Fellow Daoist Yun!"

Yun Chu stopped in his tracks, puzzled, when he saw the woman walk up to him and ask, "Do you still keep the ring I gave you?"

Yun Chu'an nodded: "Of course, it helped me a lot. If it weren't for it, I'm afraid I would have lost my life."

Upon hearing this, Yan Shui hesitated for a moment, then said with a hint of reluctance, "It's good that it can work, but..."

She pursed her lips: "To avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings, please return it to me."

Yun Chu'an was taken aback, then understood. It seemed that this girl also knew the meaning of giving rings between men and women, and wanted to avoid misunderstandings.

One can imagine how embarrassed this girl must be. He chuckled to himself, looking at this aloof and unattainable female swordswoman in the eyes of outsiders, and suddenly found her rather adorable.

He didn't refuse and immediately took the ring off his right hand and returned it to her: "I also feel that this ring is, after all, a token of Sect Leader Nangong's affection for you, and it has great significance to you. It's not appropriate for me to keep it; it should be returned to its rightful owner."

He was very considerate, starting with the teacher-student relationship, and his words were impeccable. Yan Shui breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the man in front of her, and felt that he was much more thoughtful and considerate than she was.

But this was originally a gift given to him in gratitude for saving his life, and now he's taking it back like this...

She bit her lower lip, feeling that this was against morality. She immediately steeled herself, suddenly drew her three-foot-long sword from her waist, held it behind her back, and made a light slash.

With her other hand, she reached behind her and a tuft of jet-black hair, about an inch long, appeared in her hand. She tied the strands of hair with a ribbon, then solemnly handed it to Yun Chu'an: "This is for you."

The hair still carried a faint fragrance of grass and trees. Yun Chuan was very puzzled, but Yan Shuiyi explained: "Hair is the thread of memory. It contains a part of my memory, which is my understanding of the use of many weapons in the mortal world."

"Although I usually use a sword, my master taught me not to focus on just one weapon. Therefore, I have also dabbled in other weapons. I hope this can help you and give you a deeper understanding of weapons."

As she spoke, she solemnly handed the small bundle of black hair to Yun Chu'an, then breathed a sigh of relief and cupped her hands in greeting: "I won't see you off any further, fellow Daoist. I wish you a safe journey."

Chapter 213 Fairy's Black Hair as a Betrothal Gift

Yun Chuan was still immersed in the surprise of being given hair as a gift, unable to extricate himself, while Hua Caiyan and the remaining three from Qingyun Sect couldn't help but cover their mouths!

Especially Dongfang Yue, she slapped her forehead. It was already inappropriate for her senior sister to ask for the gift back, but she never expected that her naive senior sister would actually be so clever as to compensate him and then cut off her own head to send it out!

This is worse than just giving a ring!

Hair is also called "green silk," which sounds like "love silk" in Chinese. Senior sister, this is a traditional token of love between men and women since ancient times, and its meaning is even deeper than that of a ring!

Her face contorted in pain, while Yun Chu'an, having no reason to refuse, reluctantly accepted the strand of hair, saying with a conflicted expression, "Thank you. Well then, everyone, farewell!"

After saying this, he waved goodbye to the group and turned to leave.

His figure quickly disappeared. Yan Shui watched him go before turning around. She had originally planned to go back to cultivate, but when she saw the subtle expressions on the faces of the others, she was puzzled: "What's wrong? Did I do something wrong just now?"

Dongfang Yue was so angry she wanted to jump up and down: "How can this be considered inappropriate? There's absolutely nothing inappropriate about it, Senior Sister!"

She didn't even bother to nitpick about her "taking the ring back," and went straight to the heart of the matter: "How could you give him your hair? It's a traditional token of love!"

Yan Shui paused, then asked, puzzled, "Huh? What does that mean?"

She was startled and annoyed, and couldn't help but say, "Why is this a token of love and that a token of love? I just wanted to give him something to express my gratitude for taking him in. Why make such a simple thing so complicated?"

Dongfang Yue stammered, "I...I didn't know either. How could I have imagined that you would send me this, Senior Sister..."

As she spoke, she turned her head and looked at her two senior brothers for help: "Senior brothers, you gave me one when you got engaged, right?"

Lao Wen shook his head with a subtle expression: "I know about this, but I have never given it. Junior sister, you know me. I am betrothed to someone since childhood."

Feng Jian's expression was also strange: "I've heard about it too, but Elder Gao didn't give me one. Junior Sister, you know me, Elder Gao and I don't usually get involved in these romantic things..."

Dongfang Yue looked embarrassed: "How could this be..."

Yan Shuiyi completely lost her patience: "That's right, look, junior sister, even Elder Gao, who is hundreds of years older than us, doesn't use this method. It's enough to show that giving hair as a token of love is outdated and no longer popular. Why are you making such a fuss!"

She recalled what Hua Caiyan had said to her last night, and continued, "Why should we cultivators be bound by these rules? We can't do this, we can't do that, where is our freedom?"

"If there is true love, what can't be a token of affection: a precious sword, a folding fan, or a necklace? If there is no love, what does it prove even if you give a ring or a memory thread? Junior sister, think about it carefully."

After saying that, she turned around and went straight back to her room, leaving Dongfang Yue standing there, thinking about it more and more and more, and finding it made more and more sense.

Although she was severely criticized, she felt no resentment towards Yan Shuiyi at all. Instead, she admired her senior sister even more.

Yes, I care too much about these little things; I really shouldn't.

Senior sister, you are a person of great wisdom.

She turned her head and watched Yan Shuiyi's departing figure, her eyes shining brightly, as if little stars were about to pop out.

Hehe, senior sister, hehe...

On her side, relying on Yan Shuiyi's prestige, this small problem was easily quelled.

Meanwhile, not long after Yun Chu'an stepped out of the Qingyun Sect's courtyard, Hua Caiyan, like a little fox with its fur standing on end, desperately tried to snatch the hair from Yun Chu'an's hands: "Give it to me! Give it to me! You can't keep this thing!"

She bared her teeth and claws, clearly furious. Yun Chu'an dodged her attacks as he walked home, saying, "What are you doing? This is a gift someone gave me. I need it to study weapon techniques. Why are you taking it from me?"

"But that's her hair! It's her love essence!" Hua Caiyan said viciously. "You can't accept this from her. You should throw it away in front of me!"

Yun Chu'an, of course, wouldn't throw it away: "He didn't mean it that way, don't overthink it. And why are you so agitated? Weren't you quite happy when he gave me a ring last time?"

"Our relationship wasn't like this back then!" Hua Caiyan growled. "But now, you have me, and the three of us sisters are with you. You're not allowed to think about that woman anymore!"

The thought of Yan Shuiyi filled Hua Caiyan with a tremendous sense of crisis, making her jealous and wanting to hold onto Yun Chuan tightly, not daring to let go even for a moment.

Yun Chu'an's eyes darted around, and he suddenly wrapped his arms around the girl's waist, holding her tightly: "So, back then, I wasn't with you yet, and I hadn't fallen in love with you. Accepting her ring was risky because I was still tempted."

"But now, I've fallen in love with you. My heart is completely with you. I'll just use this thing she gave me as a tool. I won't be tempted at all. In fact, it's safer for me."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and gently bit her ear: "Besides, there might also be Yan Shuiyi's insights about throwing knives and assassination in here. We can study them together then. Why are you so excited?"

This barrage of sweet words and soothing words finally calmed the irritated little fox down a bit. The girl wrapped her arms around his waist, pressed her head against his chest, hummed twice, and stopped pursuing the matter: "Then you have to promise me that in the future, if, if it really happens... in short, you must firmly and resolutely reject Yan Shuiyi, and absolutely not have any entanglement with her!"

Her words made Yun Chu'an secretly grumble, thinking to himself, "You said I needed to improve my cultivation to the same level as yours before I could win you over, but didn't you go back on your word in the end?"

Of course, if it doesn't count, then it doesn't count at all, so in the end, his cultivation level was even one level higher than hers, and the two of them were already together.

At that moment, he didn't hesitate at all, nodded, and promised, "If that day ever comes, I will definitely reject her firmly!"

Hua Caiyan was finally satisfied, took his hand, and continued walking forward.

Wei Lake is vast, but as cultivators, they could easily traverse it using their Shrinking Earth Technique. In just a few minutes, they had covered several miles, following the mountain path upwards, all the way back to their homes.

The surrounding environment gradually quieted down, even the birdsong gradually disappeared, with only the faint sound of the wind and a rustling sound that was different from the wind.

Hua Caiyan suddenly slowed down, which puzzled Yun Chuan, who was still using the Shrinking Earth Technique: "What's wrong?"

He turned to look at the girl and saw that her face was a little pale. She opened her mouth but didn't say anything.

She suddenly squeezed Yun Chu'an's hand hard, turned her head to glance behind her, frowned, then relaxed, and blinked at him a few times.

Someone is following them and secretly monitoring them.

They were lurking around, but their skills were slightly inferior to Hua Caiyan's, so she had already noticed them.

However, she was unclear about the number of people, their strength, and their purpose, and she was afraid of alerting them if she spoke rashly, so she could only use this method to give a warning.

Yun Chu'an frowned. Although he hadn't noticed anything yet, he nodded solemnly, indicating that he understood.

Then, he suddenly chuckled, turned his head, and continued walking forward as if it were a lighthearted breeze: "It's just the wind, you're scaring yourself, hehe."

Chapter 214 Assault!

Hua Caiyan immediately understood and chuckled, "That's right, haha, you scared yourself..."

As she spoke, a foolish smile appeared on her face, and she pulled Yun Chu'an's hand as they continued walking forward. The latter, equally oblivious, chatted idly with her about various trivial matters while continuing onward.

They walked a few more steps forward, and the surrounding forest became even more serene. Although it was a bright and sunny morning, a chilling and desolate atmosphere grew and spread around them, making them shudder.

In the shadows, the hidden assassins moved forward even more cautiously, using the shadows and light of the surrounding grass and trees to conceal their figures, slowly approaching them.

Finally, as they passed a towering tree, a dark shadow suddenly flashed past from behind it, and a long knife was pointed directly at Yun Chuan's neck!

The latter appeared relaxed, but in reality, his nerves were on edge the entire time. The moment the wind blew, his hair stood on end, and he immediately crushed the Vajra talisman he was holding in his palm!

clang--

His body suddenly became indestructible. When the long sword struck his neck, it made a crisp sound. The finely forged steel long sword, after being hammered a thousand times, actually cracked open with a huge notch!

At the same time, the man wielding the knife felt an immense force rebounding back into his hand. His hand, which was holding the knife, went numb and tingly, as if the bones in his hand were cracking. The weapon slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground uncontrollably!

"hiss--"

The attacker gasped and leaped back to dodge. But this was just the beginning. Immediately afterward, three cultivators sprang out from the surrounding bushes, their blades pointed directly at the two of them!

Hua Caiyan frowned, suddenly turned her head, and a throwing knife shot out.

She had been prepared for a long time, locking onto her target and gathering her strength. Her sudden attack caught the latter completely off guard!

The person targeted had no idea that he had already been exposed. Caught completely off guard, the flying knife pierced his heart like a streak of light, causing him to turn deathly pale: "Ah—!"

He let out a scream as blood gushed from his chest. His hand holding the knife lost its strength, and he swayed and collapsed halfway through the attack. Before the sneak attack could succeed, they had already lost one of their men!

Hua Caiyan was extremely confident in this attack. After striking, she didn't even look at the result. She turned around and swung her two long ponytails. Her body had already disappeared in the iridescent firelight and hid in the shadow of the grass and trees next to her. She had vanished without a trace!

The remaining two intended to attack her, but they both missed. Their blades cleaved through the air, and their crisscrossing sword energy cut several large trees in half and carved trenches several meters long into the ground. The results seemed terrifying, but in reality, all their strength was wasted!

On the other side, Yun Chuan had returned from his golden body state and was ready. A two-meter-long broadsword had appeared in his hand.

Instead of pursuing the cultivator whose hands had been paralyzed by his golden body, he swept his Guan Dao horizontally, slashing at the two people beside him.

The new technique circulated within his body, and a surge of lightning converged on the blade. This guandao was originally made of lightning-attracting iron, which complemented his current cultivation technique perfectly. In an instant, the lightning on the blade became even more dazzling, and its powerful aura made both of them tremble with fear!

They hurriedly rolled over and fled, but the scattered lightning still reached them, causing them to feel a tingling numbness and scream in agony.

Unfortunately, at that moment, another throwing knife came from the shadows in the bushes, aiming to kill one of them.

The latter quickly activated his defensive magic weapon. The pendant around his neck lit up, and a layer of spiritual energy barrier appeared, blocking the blade of the flying knife and preventing it from directly piercing his body. It only pierced a little bit of his flesh and skin.

But then his face turned deathly pale. The terrifying poison had already seeped into his body, making his limbs weak and his strength constantly draining away!

In just the first round of combat, the four who launched the surprise attack have already lost one person, injured one person, and poisoned one person, crippling nearly two of their combat capabilities!

Further away, Gongsun Chong, dressed in black and wearing a mask so that his true face was almost impossible to see, lay listlessly on a tree, not intending to take action himself.

In his view, merchants who do this kind of business and earn low-grade spirit stones are at most a few Qi Refining stage cultivators, and it's not worth it for him to personally take action. It's enough to let his assassins handle it.

Beside him, Gongsun Yong, also dressed in black, looked anxious, completely unlike Gongsun Zhong's composure. Seeing this, he exclaimed in shock, "Uncle Zhong, look! They've killed your men!"

He was constantly worried and hoped that Gongsun Zhong would take action personally and resolve the matter quickly, but the latter was too lazy to do so.

Now, he finally got what he wanted and found a reason to take action himself.

Gongsun Zhong had naturally taken in the battle situation ahead. The sudden loss of one of his fierce generals immediately made his expression solemn, followed by anger: "Two mere Qi Refining Level 8 cultivators! Damn it, these brats still need more training!"

He cursed, not thinking the two people in front of him were anything special, but only that his subordinates were lazy and neglected their practice: "A bunch of useless trash, I have to do it myself to kill two Qi Refining stage cultivators."

Gongsun Yong added, "Perhaps it is precisely because these two have such methods that they dare to target the Gongsun family's business."

"Uncle Chong, let's do it! Someone who dares to challenge the prestige of the Gongsun family must not be allowed to live!"

He added fuel to the fire, and Gongsun Zhong's anger was already ignited. In fact, there was no need for him to waste his breath: "Hmm, I'll do it myself."