Chapter 862: Chapter 862: The Token and Sound Transmission Talisman of Kunlun Sect_1
“Keep the Kunlun Sect’s Token and Sound Transmission Talisman safe. If you encounter any trouble, contact your Master at any ti. Whoever dares to bully my disciple, I will torture them to death.”
Ancestor Kunlun’s right hand emitted a flash of spiritual light, and a golden Token and silver Sound Transmission Talisman floated in front of Lin Qingluo in succession.
“Thank you, Master.”
Lin Qingluo’s eyes flashed with gratitude as she accepted the Token and Sound Transmission Talisman, and bowed respectfully once again.
“You all be careful on your journey. I’m leaving.”
Ancestor Kunlun raised his eyebrows and chuckled, stroking his beard as he disappeared from the spot in a flash.
“Whew.”
Standing on the side and acting as a human screen all this ti, Crimson Dawn Sect Master wiped away a tear of relief. It wasn’t until now that the weight on his heart was finally lifted.
Both troublemakers had left, and the Crimson Dawn Sect was safe.
He could now give a satisfactory explanation to his terrified disciples and grandchildren.
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The plaza was destroyed, the trading was interrupted, and there was no need to stay any longer.
Lin Qingluo was cautious, fearing that the two Ancestors would appear publicly at the Crimson Dawn Sect and take her as a disciple right then and there, leading to unnecessary trouble.
Thus, she abandoned her plan to continue traveling in the southern region. Leading the group of young n, they left the mountain at night, removed their disguises, restored their original appearances, and quickly rode horses towards Longping Town.
After a short rest in Longping Town ten days later, they did not stay overnight, but continued on their journey, passing through the Nanxun Kingdom and returning to Fengqi.
In mid-September, the travel-weary party arrived at the border between Fengqi and the southern region. After their customs docunts were cleared, they returned safely to the border town, Anping.
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“Wow, these Pot Stickers are really delicious. They truly have the taste of our hotown.”
“Mmm, delicious, much better than the cold noodles in Nanxun.”
“The taste of ho is so good. It feels great to be back.”
The group of young n led their horses into the small town, returned to the pot stickers stand, and savored steaming pot stickers while laughing and joking, looking absolutely happy.
“Hehe, guys, how did your trip to Nanxun go? What did you bring back?”
The street vendor selling pot stickers rembered them well, his eyes narrowing into a slit as he grinned slyly.
“Not bad, we bought quite a few things to our liking.”
Wang ng was honest and happy, revealing their haul without reservation.
“Did you buy jade and jewelry too?”
The vendor’s eyeballs rolled around.
“Yeah, we bought so.”
Wang ng nodded unconsciously.
“Speaking of which, we should thank the stall owner.”
Shitou, the cunning one, tugged on Wang ng’s sleeve and changed the topic: “You provided us with a lot of information, otherwise, our trip wouldn’t have gone so smoothly.”
“Hehe, my wife’s birthday is in a couple of days.”
The vendor continued laughing: “I’m thinking of buying her a birthday gift, and it just so happens that you guys are back.”
There’s no need to make excuses for wanting to pick up a bargain.
Shitou instantly understood the vendor’s underlying intention, rolled his eyes, and didn’t want to pay him any more attention.
“Hehe, guys, you’ve traveled a long way and must have brought back many great goods. Can you sell so cheap items so that I have sothing to give to my wife?”
Seeing Shitou’s indifference, the vendor didn’t dare to approach him any further and instead pestered Wang ng.
“I don’t handle the selling. It’s no use coming to .”
Wang ng stuffed a pot sticker into his mouth and spoke honestly, cheeks bulging.
“Hehe, guys…”
The vendor’s face stiffened as he shifted his gaze to the other young n.
Each one of them turned their heads away, refusing to make eye contact with him.
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