Rewards-Yes, Yes, That Was Exactly What I Had in Mind

When Ye An and Lin Wanyue bade Bai Qiushuang farewell,

Bai Qiushuang did not try to keep them. She only said, "Come again when you have good materials."

There was a reason she was called the Frost-Hand Alchemist. Aside from martial arts, alchemy was her greatest pleasure.

Lin Wanyue did not return to the prefectural city with Ye An. They simply agreed to discuss the details of forging the Mystic-Pattern Cold Iron the next time they met.

By the time Ye An returned to the Four Symbols Sect's gate on Cangwu Mountain, the hour was just right.

All along the way, Ye An sensed that the passing disciples looked at him differently than before.

Disciples who had been sitting in small groups and chatting hurried to their feet when they saw him. "Greetings, Senior Brother Ye!"

The other two beside them caught on and stood to greet him as well, their voices carrying a measure of respect.

Ye An returned the greeting. Junior disciples had greeted him before, but today felt different. There was a little more deference in it.

He encountered more and more fellow disciples.

Beside the Martial Practice Ground, someone practicing a martial art looked up as Ye An passed and asked, "That's Senior Brother Ye?"

"I heard he charged into the Hanging Sword Sect alone, overwhelmed their disciples of the same generation, and beat Zhao Yuanling!"

"Who's Zhao Yuanling?"

"A direct descendant of the Zhao Family in Xiyun Prefecture. He ranks among the top ten Qi Condensation disciples in the Hanging Sword Sect."

"I heard a fellow from Azure Dragon Hall named Sun Hong provoked Senior Brother Ye. Whatever happened to him?"

"No idea, but Sun Hong definitely won't dare show his face around Senior Brother Ye now."

Among the crowd, Sun Hong watched that figure