Du Changyong!
Xu Yang remembered the man accompanying Zhou Jiang. If he recalled correctly, Du Changyong was one of Elder Iron Float's personal disciples and had long since reached major marrow cleansing. They had crossed paths in the dining hall many times, but had never been close.
Could the sect have sent him to replace me?
Seeing Du Changyong carrying luggage, Xu Yang's heart stirred. He smiled and strode forward, cupping his hands. "Greetings, Senior Brother Du. Have you come to take over my post at Moon Lake?"
"Junior Brother Xu!"
Du Changyong cupped his fists and nodded with a smile. "That's right. You can return to the sect now, Junior Brother Xu."
He really has!
Xu Yang's smile broadened. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he quickly took Du Changyong to the storehouse to hand things over. The process took about an hour.
Du Changyong went with Zhao Qing to familiarize himself with the mine, while Xu Yang returned to his courtyard and began packing what he would take with him.
In truth, he had already packed most of it: the saleable talons and beaks of the two Green-Scaled Eagles, the Alligator Dragon's claws, teeth, and intact hide from its tail, and finally, the eight semi-spirit weapons.
Together with his clothes and other belongings, they made quite a large bundle.
After briefly saying goodbye to Zhao Qing, Zhou Jiang, and the others, Xu Yang set off for the Violet Sun Gate.
"I failed. Is reaching heavenly origin really this difficult?"
Yan Guiyun pushed open his door and emerged, his face somewhat pale.
He had spent several months in seclusion attempting to break through to the heavenly origin realm, only to fail in the end.
His talent ranked third among the Violet Sun Gate's Ten Elites, yet even after several months,