After killing Miaole, Zhang Yuan slowly sheathed his sword and glanced at the members of the Chu Family on the ground. Without saying a word, he used [Golden Carriage Luan Chariot], transformed into a streak of golden light, and vanished from their sight.
"Will he... come back?"
Chu Siniu could not help asking.
Zhang Yuan was no longer heading toward Osmanthus Fragrance Mountain. Chu Siniu had a feeling that, now that Zhang Yuan had left, he probably would never return.
Ultimately, the Chu Family was only a minor Golden Core clan of the Beyond-the-World Qi Refining Path. Their association with such a Great Cultivator had been entirely a matter of chance. His departure from the Chu Family had always been inevitable.
Still, seeing Zhang Yuan leave so decisively, without even saying a single word to them before he departed, left them with a jumble of feelings. They could not help lamenting the gulf between immortals and mortals.
Chu Zhankuo was about to speak when he glanced at Chu Qingyuan, whose eyes were wrapped in gauze and who did not know Zhang Yuan had already left. After a moment's hesitation, he said:
"He might, or he might not."
A hundred li away.
Xiao Yuanjun waited listlessly in midair. Suddenly, she saw a streak of golden light approaching from the distance and waved.
Zhang Yuan flew up to Xiao Yuanjun and stopped.
"How did it go? Did you take care of it?" Xiao Yuanjun asked.
Zhang Yuan had suddenly sensed someone calling his name and gone over to investigate, while she had left the cave abode on Osmanthus Fragrance Mountain and come here to wait.
Zhang Yuan murmured an assent. "A monk from the Shared-Sorrow Lotus Realm. He was a little strange, but he's been dealt with. Nothing serious."
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