Return Journey

Ye Qingxuan passed through one Teleportation Array after another, weathering the dust and hardship of the journey before finally reaching Qingzhou Territory.

Along the way, Ye Qingxuan discovered a hidden benefit of being a Xuantian Sect Disciple.

That was, within the Teleportation Arrays within Xuantian Sect Territory, as long as Xuantian Sect Disciples were not teleporting alone and waited normally to Gather Enough People before activating the array, they did not need to pay Spirit Stones themselves!

There was no other reason: the Teleportation Arrays in the major provincial cities, commandery cities, and prefecture cities within Xuantian Sect Territory had basically all been built by the Xuantian Sect.

This saved him quite a few Spirit Stones.

However, the Xuantian Sect Disciple robes on his body drew many envious looks along the way, making Ye Qingxuan rather uncomfortable.

Fortunately, he did not stay long anywhere along the way, so he did not attract any unnecessary trouble.

After reaching Qingzhou, Ye Qingxuan passed through a Commandery-level Teleportation Array and a Prefecture-level Teleportation Array before arriving at Qingmu Prefecture, where the Ye Family was located.

It could only be said that the Dihuan Realm was simply too vast. Even with layer upon layer of Teleportation Arrays to assist him, Ye Qingxuan still spent quite a bit of Turnaround Time.

After leaving Qingmu Prefecture's Prefecture City, Ye Qingxuan did not linger. He could not wait to take to Sword Flight toward the Ye Family.

Seven days later!

Atop a hill within Qingmu Prefecture.

Ye Qingxuan sat cross-legged atop the hill, meditating to regulate his breathing. After a Long Time, he slowly opened his eyes and said with a bitter smile:

"I was careless. I was so eager to return home that I never expected to overlook the distance from Qingmu Prefecture to the Ye Family!"

When Patriarch Ye Yuhong had taken him to the Xuantian Sect, the journey from the Ye Family to Qingmu Prefecture had taken only half a day.

However, Patriarch Ye Yuhong was at the Golden Core level and had traveled using a Fourth-Rank Flying Boat, so naturally he had needed far less time to reach Qingmu Prefecture.

Ye Qingxuan was now only in the Qi Refining Realm. After seven days of Sword Flight, he had covered only More Than Half the distance. He estimated that it would still take several more days to reach Ye Clan Immortal City.

Fortunately, the Xuantian Sect did not lack maps of the terrain. Otherwise, on his first trip home, he truly might not have been able to find where the Ye Family was located.

"If I'd known, I should have had the Patriarch leave behind a Sound Transmission Talisman. Then I wouldn't be foolishly rushing along by myself now."

After his Spiritual Power recovered, Ye Qingxuan stood up and Shook His Head in frustration.

At the time, he had Not Yet entered a Cultivation Realm, so he had not thought things through carefully enough. He would Take Warning in the future!

After silently reminding himself, Ye Qingxuan summoned his Flying Sword again, Turned Into a streak of rosy cloud, and flew toward Ye Clan Immortal City.

Roar!

Not Long after he flew out, Ye Qingxuan was startled by a thunderous roar from below.

Looking down from above, Ye Qingxuan focused his gaze toward the source of the roar and found a Late First-Order tiger-type Demonic Beast attacking a village.

Seeing this, Ye Qingxuan said, neither laugh nor cry:

"A wild Demonic Beast? Is my luck good or bad?"

Demonic Beasts? Within the Inner Five Domains of the Dihuan Realm, under the powerful suppression of the Hegemon-level Forces—

The Demonic Beasts of today had failed to amount to much. They had basically been controlled and enclosed and raised by the Hegemon-level Forces within the great mountain ranges, transformed into a sustainable resource.

As for scattered Demonic Beasts that appeared from time to time, the various great forces generally also bore the responsibility of clearing them out.

As Ye Qingxuan knew, the Mission Hall of the Xuantian Sect often had Patrol Missions for the purpose of clearing out Demonic Beasts that had emerged within its territory but outside its controlled areas.

These various measures were what allowed the territories of the Hegemon-level Forces to remain peaceful and stable in their development despite being so vast.

Therefore, it was quite difficult to encounter a Demonic Beast outside the mountain ranges.

The Demonic Beasts encountered beyond the mountains had also basically only been born recently and were not very strong.

The Immortal Path flourished in the Dihuan Realm, and Spiritual Energy was abundant. Even most regions without Spirit Veins possessed Spiritual Energy as dense as that of a First-grade Spirit Vein.

In such an exceptional Cultivation Environment, some wild beasts would transform into Demonic Beasts from time to time and scatter across the Dihuan Realm Regions. Only occasionally would there be cases of Demonic Beasts attacking villages.

Moreover, most villages had cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm or even the Foundation Establishment Realm stationed there.

It Can Be Said that villages composed solely of Mortals were extremely few in the Dihuan Realm. Nearly every village had cultivators guarding it.

After all, even without Spirit Veins, the Cultivation Environment of the Dihuan Realm was sufficient for Rogue Cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm to cultivate.

At this moment, beneath Ye Qingxuan.

Outside the village, two cultivators at the Mid Qi Refining Stage were struggling desperately against that Late First-Order Demonic Beast.

Within the village, hundreds of sturdy young men anxiously drew their bows and nocked arrows, continuously firing sharp arrows at the Demonic Beast. Though they did not inflict any damage on its hide, they still did not give up, drawing their bows and firing without pause.

Behind them stood several thousand elderly, weak, women, and children, all staring fearfully toward the outskirts of the village.

As Ye Qingxuan looked down, one of the two cultivators fighting the Demonic Beast below happened to spot him. He hurriedly cried out in delight:

"Fellow Daoist, please lend us a hand! Liu Village will surely repay you generously afterward!"

Hearing This, Ye Qingxuan flew a little closer on his sword before stopping.

He did not immediately Make a Move. Instead, he began carefully observing the environment below and that Demonic Beast.

"So this is a Demonic Beast? Its hide truly is tough and thick, but its meat should be quite chewy!"

As he looked at the Demonic Beast, a trace of reminiscence flashed through Ye Qingxuan's Eyes. It seemed he still owed Qingxiao a meal.

While Ye Qingxuan observed, the battle below had already reached a white-hot stage. The Demonic Beast fought ever more fiercely, roaring again and again.

Meanwhile, the two Mid Qi Refining Stage cultivators of Liu Village were being beaten into steady retreat. Blood spilled from the corners of their mouths, and the light of the low-grade dharma swords in their hands gradually began to dim.

When the two first saw Ye Qingxuan arrive, their faces had been full of delight. Later, when they discovered that he showed no sign of making a move for a long while, they sank back into despair.

Pfft!

Pfft!

At last, under another attack from the Demonic Beast, both of them vomited blood and fell to the ground.

After the two fell, the Demonic Beast did not halt its attack. With a savage pounce, its demonic body lunged toward them.

"It's over!"

"We're dead! What will happen to Liu Village? Cough, cough, cough!"

Just as the two despaired, a streak of Sword Light abruptly pierced through the throat of the Demonic Beast as it leaped through the air.

At the instant the Demonic Beast died, the Sword Light swept up its corpse and flew upward.

That Sword Light was Sword Escape unleashed by Ye Qingxuan as he controlled his Flying Sword.

He had been searching for an opportunity to Make a Move. Since this was his first battle, Ye Qingxuan himself had not approached the battlefield for safety's sake, instead controlling his Flying Sword from afar to attack. Fortunately, it had still worked.

After putting away the corpse of the Demonic Beast, Ye Qingxuan resumed flying toward Ye Clan Immortal City.

Only then did the two below react. Overjoyed, they hurriedly asked:

"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist, for saving our lives. May we ask your Honorable Surname and Great Name?"

"Xuantian Sect, Ye Qingxuan!"

After this journey, he basically would not leave the Xuantian Sect again, so there was no need to hide his name.

As his words fell, Ye Qingxuan's figure disappeared into the distance.

Within Liu Village, a young child watched Ye Qingxuan's receding figure, his eyes revealing an unprecedented longing.

Another three days later!

The outline of an enormous city began to emerge in Ye Qingxuan's sight. He paused in midair for a moment and gazed at the distant city. Instead, his excited heart gradually calmed, and he murmured:

"I'm here!"

"Father, Mother, I'm back!"