More importantly, she was his own disciple.
"Take this."
Daoist Chen Yuan tossed the jade pendant to Chen Changqing.
"This is Soul-Guarding Jade I collected while traveling the Nine Provinces in my younger days. It may not be some rare treasure, but wearing it can protect your soul against the erosion of yin baleful energy. It should be of some use in the Nine Nether Ghost Domain."
Chen Changqing caught the pendant. It felt cold in his hand.
"Thank you, Master."
Daoist Chen Yuan waved a hand, his expression turning serious.
"You may go, but give me a deadline."
He held up one finger.
"One month. You must return to Shushan within one month. The Orthodox and Demonic Assembly is in three months, and as Shushan's team leader, you absolutely cannot be absent."
"I understand."
"One more thing." Daoist Chen Yuan stared into his eyes. "If it proves impossible, don't push yourself. Xiaoqian is certainly important, but you are Shushan's future. You must know which carries greater weight."
Chen Changqing fell silent for a moment, then cupped his hands and bowed.
"I understand."
Daoist Chen Yuan looked at him, but ultimately could not keep his stern expression. He sighed.
"Go, then. Stay safe."
Chen Changqing turned and left.
After leaving Daoist Chen Yuan's cave abode, he did not delay for an instant. He rose into the air on his sword, becoming a streak of azure light that sliced across the heavens as he sped toward the northwest of the Nine Provinces.
The Nine Nether Ghost Domain lay hundreds of thousands of li from the Shushan Holy Land, with three great cultivation territories between them.
Even with Chen Changqing's late True Monarch Stage cultivation, flying on his sword at full speed would take at least half a month to cover those