What?
Two years?
Cheng Jing Ting was immediately incredulous, his eyes widening, a sense of anxiety spreading through him.
Two years have passed... How is the war against the Alien Race going? Did they win or lose? Were the Alien Race races completely driven out? And what about myself...? Why am I still alive...?
A jumble of thoughts swirled in his mind, and for a moment, his anxious face flushed red, but he couldn't utter a single word.
Wu Liang raised an eyebrow slightly, cutting off the other party's thoughts.
"Don't rush, let me explain to you in detail."
The past two years of living in Luo Heaven Domain have improved his temper considerably.
Before this, would he have spoken so kindly?
In a few words, Wu Liang recounted the whole story.
After all, there's not much to say.
He heard from the Pavilion Master about the outcome of the war between the Alien Race races; they lost.
Since we lost, there's nothing more to say.
Cheng Jing Ting's experience was even simpler.
After his defeat and death, his remnant soul was taken away by himself and left the Profound Domain, bringing it to the Eastern Continent, where it was resurrected today.
That's all.
Lin Xuan listened and couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.
Although Wu Liang's temper has changed.
However, it's limited to "changing".
It hasn't gotten any better at all.
What others would describe as a thrilling and dramatic event, he summed up in just a few words.
Fortunately, Cheng Jing Ting had a strong comprehension ability. Even without much explanation, he could imagine everything just from the words "Profound Domain's great defeat".
After hearing what Wu Liang said, he was stunned for a long time, his eyes filled with sorrow.
That's all...
The Profound Domain is really gone.
He didn't even get to see Profound Domain one last time; how tragic.
But he was also lucky to have a second life, and to be able to open his eyes and arrive in the vast and Spiritual Power rich Eastern Continent.
Lin Xuan and the others did not urge Cheng Jing Ting.
The homeland was destroyed.
Everyone would be immersed in pain and sorrow.
Moreover, they were also witnesses to that final moment.
A faint sorrow permeates the depths of the cracks and abyss.
After a long while, Cheng Jing Ting finally came to his senses, looked at Wu Liang in front of him, took a deep breath, and bowed deeply.
"Thank you so much for saving my life, senior!"
He's not ungrateful.
My natural talent has improved by an unknown amount.
His cultivation level soared to the Venerable Realm.
The senior before me must have gone to great lengths to save me. Even though he is still grieving the deaths of his elders and friends in the sect, he will not rashly seek death.
He will live.
Live well.
Until one day, perhaps... we can return to the Profound Domain!
But Wu Liang shook his head and slightly turned away from his obeisance.
He said, "No need to thank me. Your soul repair and physical body are all thanks to the Pavilion Master. You should thank him more."
Having said that, he raised his hand and pointed at Lin Xuan.
Following the direction Wu Liang pointed, Cheng Jing Ting saw the white-robed swordsman he admired most, and quickly turned around to bow deeply to Lin Xuan in gratitude once again.
Lin Xuan accepted the bow calmly.
Then, with a slight smile, he used his Spiritual Power to lift Cheng Jing Ting up and asked a question.
"I don't care if you have good character and excellent temperament. Are you willing to join my Sword Pavilion and become a Sword Pavilion?"
In short, this sentence had a profound impact on Cheng Jing Ting.
This kind of person... not only brought him back to life, giving him a second chance, but also actually wanted to take him in?
For him, such fortuitous opportunity was like a windfall.
But he didn't immediately agree; instead, he instinctively clenched his fist in fear.
A hint of inferiority was evident in his eyes.
Am I... really worth it?
Was all of this really just a hallucination I had as I lay dying?
I agreed, then the dream ended...
Lin Xuan looked at the inferiority and fear in Cheng Jing Ting's eyes and sighed inwardly.
Each of his disciples had their own personality.
Su Lianxin has a gentle personality and relies on him a lot. As the senior sister, she tries her best to set a good example and never shows any negative emotions in front of her junior brothers and sisters.
Qu Youmeng is competitive and has a slightly arrogant personality; she only treats the members of the Sword Pavilion with a calm and gentle demeanor.
Wang Yan is a little careless, but has a very easygoing and generous personality.
Qin Feng was patient and taciturn.
Yunyi as cunning as a fox and as agile as the sunset.
Chen Xiao was extremely arrogant, a prime example of arrogance. However, given his talent, he certainly had reason to be proud in the outside world. It was only after coming to the Sword Pavilion that he learned to be humble.
Other people have different personalities.
The Cheng Jing Ting before me, though once a holy son of a sect, is the complete opposite of Chen Xiao.
Chen Xiao is arrogant and conceited.
Cheng Jing Ting felt only inferiority.
Perhaps when he is pushed to the limit, he will unleash boundless power, but at this moment, Cheng Jing Ting, who has lost everything and suddenly gained an unparalleled fortuitous opportunity, is filled with fear, even afraid that this is all a dream.
When he awoke, he was still on the battlefield against the Alien Race race, on the verge of death. His friends, family, and the elders who had raised him had all been brutally murdered by the Alien Race; all that remained was a scene of bloodshed...
Don't be afraid.
Lin Xuan raised his hand and brushed Cheng Jing Ting's shoulder.
"One day, I will lead the Sword Pavilion members back to the Profound Domain, expel the Alien Race, and reclaim our homeland."
"Until then, you can rest assured."
Cheng Jing Ting was startled subconsciously.
He looked up and met those brown eyes. A sense of peace settled over him, and he nodded gently.
Then, as I came to my senses, the unease that had been filling my heart vanished completely.
He took a deep breath and knelt down directly in front of Lin Xuan.
"Disciple Cheng Jing Ting greets Pavilion Master!"
After helping the man up again, Lin Xuan patted his shoulder and took out the jade token from the Sword Pavilion.
"This is the jade token of our Sword Pavilion. All disciples of the Sword Pavilion carry a jade token. If you encounter someone, you can use the jade token to determine their identity."
"And these..."
The Vast Sea Secret Realm is truly immense.
The fortuitous opportunity Lin Xuan gained from this were not only spiritual herbs spirit medicine, but also countless Cultivation Method.
They have martial arts skills.
There are also Swordsmanship and knife techniques.
He has some knowledge of alchemy, beast taming, formation techniques, and talisman techniques.
He had originally planned to use the resources he didn't need to exchange for them when the opportunity arose, but now it seems he has found a master.
What Lin Xuan took out was a talisman he had obtained in the Vast Sea Secret Realm.
According to the Vast Sea Saint King, this is an Emperor-level talisman technique collected by the Vast Sea royal family. Since talismans are considered a minor art by the Vast Sea Saint Dynasty, this is already the highest-level Cultivation Method.
But for Cheng Jing Ting, it was just right.
In addition, there are hundreds of talismans, all of which are of Emperor-level quality or higher.
Cheng Jing Ting had nothing on him, and these things were just enough to fill his Storage Bag, giving him some means to protect himself in the Eastern Continent.
Cheng Jing Ting stared at these things, holding his own Storage Bag, and once again fell into a daze.
many...
So many Emperor-level talismans!
There are also Cultivation Method!
This was something he never even dared to dream of.
Even at its peak, the Heavenly Talisman Sect simply couldn't have had this many good things.
Hundreds of Emperor-level talismans were just like cabbages, casually pulled out as if they were nothing!
What kind of sect have I joined?