Suddenly, Bainian Xiangâs eyes narrowed.
"Is that... the Sect Leader?"
Bainian Xiang couldnât quite believe her eyes, how could she see the Sect Leader at Thousand Mechanism Lake?
Wasnât the Sect Leader far away at East Lake?
East Lake is at least hundreds of thousands of miles from Thousand Mechanism Lake.
However, no matter how unbelievable it seemed, Bainian Xiang couldnât believe she saw incorrectly. The Immortal Clear Wind Robe, she had worn it for some time. Of course, what caught Bainian Xiangâs eye was the flying sword, the Immortal Sectâs exclusive Sword Control Skill!
Upon closer inspection, besides the Sect Leader, there was also Senior Sister Huai Ye, Senior Brother Lin Kewu, and Senior Brother Qin Mo.
"Master."
Bainian Xiang hurriedly whispered to Zi Ran next to her.
Zi Ran glanced at Bainian Xiang, seeing Bainian Xiang pointing below, she curiously walked over.
Upon looking, she was stunned.
Was that Sect Leader Wen?
She wasnât particularly surprised by Wen Pingâs appearance at Thousand Mechanism Lake, as she had seen the existence of flying ships and knew their speed. What surprised her most was that Wen Ping dared to come to Thousand Mechanism Lake, and was even wearing the Immortal Clear Wind Robe.
Thousand Mechanism Lake was the headquarters of the Hundred Sects Alliance.
Situ Xiuneng was a significant figure in Vast City.
The Immortal Sect killed Situ Xiuneng, and now the entire Four-star Giant Influence of East Lake, along with the higher-ups of the Hundred Sects Alliance, were aware of this. Wen Ping coming here felt like a lamb entering a tigerâs den. But even so, Wen Ping came anyway.
And came so calmly.
At this time, he was fighting someone in the snow.
After slaying the opponent, he had the leisure to search through the loot.
"Master Zi Ran, Xiang, whatâs wrong?" At this moment, an elderly man slowly approached from the side.
The elderly manâs hair and beard had already turned white, but his face showed little sign of wrinkles. If his skin werenât less smooth compared to youth, no one would believe he was almost two hundred years old.
"Grandfather Bu Ling, I saw... an acquaintance." Bainian Xiang was about to answer truthfully when she noticed her masterâs hint, so she quickly paused and changed from âSect Leaderâ to âan acquaintance.â
Though confused, her master must have had a reason for doing so.
Bu Ling immediately looked down, maintaining a smile, "An acquaintance? Why, do you want to go down and meet them?"
Bainian Xiang quickly nodded.
Beside her, Zi Ran also spoke, "This is also an old friendâs child of mine... or so it might be."
To ensure Wen Pingâs safety, Zi Ran didnât plan to speak honestly.
Bainian Xiangâs family, she completely trusted, as both Bainian Xiang and her father were old acquaintances.
But she couldnât trust other families in the Hidden Dragon Sect. For example, the Bu Family, second only to Bainianâs family. As the clan leader of the Bu Family, Zi Ran still wasnât sure about Bu Ling, worried she might be scheming behind the scenes.
Hearing the term âold friendâs childâ, Bu Lingâs expression didnât change, maintaining his smile while saying, "Since itâs Master Zi Ranâs old friendâs child, Iâll send someone to bring them up to accompany us."
Bu Ling was thinking of currying favor with Zi Ran, as being close to Zi Ran was beneficial for the Bu Family, given Zi Ranâs status as the Three-Spin Vortex Divine Artisan.
At the same time, Wen Ping was down below, sorting through the loot, counting how many White Crystals heâd earned on this journey.
"Over 600 White Crystals, plus some miscellaneous items... At least it wasnât a waste of time."
Throughout the day, Wen Ping had raided four or five bandit nests.
The hard work involved went without saying.
It was all a matter of one sword strike.
With that, Wen Ping decided to stop. Although what he gained was stolen goods and those he killed were villains, there were still downsides to it. Once one gets hooked on such actions, it might be hard to rein it in later.
Wen Ping still wished to be a Sect Leader of a Super Sect, behaviors that slightly degrade elegance should be minimized.
Just then, a Great Demon of the Wing Race suddenly descended from the sky.
The people on the Wing Raceâs Great Demon let down a rope and said, "Do you know Master Zi Ran?"
"Elder Zi Ran."
Huai Ye and the others, upon hearing this, couldnât help but show joy.
Before the people on the Wing Raceâs Great Demon could ponder the words âElder Zi Ranâ, Wen Ping said, "Zi Ran... I know her."
"Then please come up, Master Zi Ran awaits you all."
"Letâs go, climb up." Since Zi Ran sent someone to receive them, Wen Ping was straightforward.
Being able to see people from his own Sect here felt quite good.
It felt a bit like meeting fellow countrymen in a foreign land.
"Sect Leader, what about these?"
Huai Ye pointed to the loot behindâDemon creatures.
"Let them regain their freedom." Bringing along a group of weak Demons wasnât necessary; letting them return to their own realm was better.
But Wen Ping noticed that as he finished saying to grant Demons freedom, a very contrasting expression appeared.
It was precisely on the person atop the Wing Raceâs Demon.
The expression was one of immense astonishment.
Seemingly witnessing something very unbelievable.
As Wen Ping was puzzled, the systemâs voice came, "Based on data, the people here either demand submission from Demons or kill them, thereâs no option of releasing them. In their eyes, Demons are slaves."
"I see." Wen Ping responded with understanding.
Of course, understanding is one thing.
Wen Ping still didnât like this attitude towards Demons.
Submit strong Demons to satiate vanity, but ultimately seeing Demons as slaves felt somewhat inhumane. However, Wen Ping didnât bother commenting on this cultural astonishment.
Just as in the previous world, some people especially loved dogs, and any mistreatment towards dogs would earn their scorn and condemnation. They treated dogs and pets like their children, showering them with love.
Yet some enjoyed consuming dog meat, even having dog meat festivals.
Under the peculiar gaze of the person behind the Wing Raceâs Demon, Wen Ping leapt onto the Wing Raceâs Great Demon and flew towards the giant eagle in the sky. From afar, Bainian Xiang waved at him and called out Huai Ye and the othersâ names.
Well then!
As the Sect Leader, he hardly received any attention.
Upon stepping onto the giant eagle, Wen Ping greeted Zi Ran, seeing nobody from the Hidden Dragon Sect coming to greet him, he continued chatting leisurely. When Bainian Xiang asked why he came to Thousand Mechanism Lake, Wen Ping did not hide, explaining his intent to travel.
Since Wen Ping expressed his intention to travel, Zi Ran then naturally invited Wen Ping to journey together.
Wen Ping didnât refuse, among acquaintances, traveling together was of course good.
And at this moment, members of the Hidden Dragon Sect, not far away, collectively turned to look at Wen Ping.
"Who is this person?"
"Master Zi Ran actually invited him to travel together."
The villains of the Hidden Dragon Sect were very surprised.
After all, Master Zi Ranâs status at Heaven and Earth Lake was comparable to the entire Hidden Dragon Sect, receiving special treatment at the centennial grand meeting.
The Hidden Dragon Sect was only able to invite Master Zi Ran because of Bainian Xiangâs ties.
It could be said, without Bainian Xiangâs connection.
Master Zi Ran wouldnât have walked with the Hidden Dragon Sect.
Because besides the Hidden Dragon Sect, there are no fewer than ten Four-star Giant Influences attempting to win over Master Zi Ran.
Bu Ling chimed in, "I heard heâs an old friendâs child."
"No way, an old friendâs child, Master Zi Ran specially invites him to travel?"
"There must be complex relations here."
As the crowd discussed, Bu Ling took the first steps to socialize with Wen Ping, followed closely by other members of the Hidden Dragon Sect.