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Qingyang respectfully bowed toward the green tree, then tidied his clothes and took a deep breath before striding toward Qingyang Village.

"For now, don't mention this matter to Yanran, Uncle Dongfang and the others. If those with ill intentions were to find out, they might bring danger to Senior Qingji." On the way, Qingyang also pondered whether he should tell Yanran about what had happened tonight. In the end, he decided to temporarily hide it.

The forest was not far from Qingyang's thatched cottage. Even if Qingyang didn't fly through the air, it only took him a few moments to reach his own house.

He looked around and found that the restrictions were not broken. Other than the morning sparrow, the village was dead silent.

"Creak."

Gently pushing open the wooden door, Qingyang turned around and walked into his room. Looking at the sleeping Yanran, Qingyang smiled.

Qingyang's toes gently pressed on the ground as he moved to the side of the bed and sat down. He did not make any sound as he gently stroked his messy hair. At this moment, Qingyang's heart was extremely calm.

"If only Father and Mother were still alive." He thought to himself and let out a soft sigh which woke up the beautiful woman who was fast asleep.

"Brother Qingyang." Yan Ran smiled sweetly as she felt the warmth of her small hand on her forehead.

"Yanran, don't get up. You've been too tired these few days." He extended his hand to gently press down on Yanran, who was about to rise from her seat, before saying gently, "It's still early. Sleep for a while longer, it won't be too late for us to return to Dong An Prefecture."

She obediently nodded her head and closed her eyes while holding Qingyang's hand. After a moment, she fell back into a deep sleep. After all, she hadn't rested well for a few days, so she had suffered a lot.

Qingyang tensed up the quilt around Yanran's body and looked at her without moving. He felt his heart ache as he looked at Yanran, who was sleeping soundly.

More than two hours later, Yanran finally woke up. However, no matter how Qingyang tried to persuade her, she refused to sleep. She insisted on rushing back to the Residence of Dongan immediately.

Qingyang's heart warmed. He knew that Yanran's actions were out of fear of delaying his business, so he didn't say anything more. He waited for Yanran to wash up before the two of them left the village.

"Big Brother Chen, thank you for your hard work these few days." The two of them walked out of Azure Sun Village and headed straight for an official guard who was patrolling the village with his saber. Azure Sun also greeted him with a faint smile.

This person was also the captain of the team of government guards that Lord Li had left behind. He had been doing his best to guard Azure Sun Village for a few days.

"Little brother, you're too polite. Actually, we weren't able to help in any way." Hurriedly returning the greeting, the robust youth replied with a face full of shame: "I hope little brother does not feel too sad. We will naturally not let this kind of villain be free and unrestrained!"

Qingyang nodded his head slightly. Actually, Qingyang understood in his heart. How could ordinary officials be able to deal with a force that could send a Spirit Refinement realm or Great Void level powerhouse? Regardless of whether these words were from the bottom of his heart, Qingyang still thanked him.

"Yanran and I are rushing back to Dongan Prefecture right now. Big brother Chen, we'll meet again in the future." He cupped his hands and saluted. Under the gaze of the crowd of government guards, he flew away with Yanran's waist in his arms.

Even though it was his first time flying in the air with another person on his back, Qingyang still felt a bit uncomfortable at first. After all, with his tyrannical strength, it didn't matter if he brought another person along with him.

On the other hand, Yanran was cutely resting in Qingyang's embrace, not showing any surprise or excitement on her face.

Looking down at the dense forest in the mountain, Qingyang sighed in his heart. A few months ago, he was just a village boy who had some small secrets.

But now, with the Golden Crow's soul, not only did he practice the two supreme techniques, the Golden Crow's Brilliance and the Verdant Wood Sun Eye, he had also swallowed the blood essence of an Ancestral Voodoo, and his strength was comparable to a peak Deity refining expert.

Not to mention being able to proudly travel the peak of the Nine Provinces, at the very least, one could not underestimate an expert. However, was this truly the goal that he pursued back then?

A simple but warm life, with a wife and children. Perhaps a hundred years later, he would return to the dust. Perhaps he would not have the power to destroy the heavens and earth. However, that was the life he had hoped for at the beginning.

"Brother Qingyang, don't think about that anymore. You still have Yanran." Seeming to feel the chaotic heartbeat in her chest, she raised her head and spoke softly.

"Yes, and Yanran." After being slightly stunned, Qingyang lowered his head and met those gentle and watery eyes. His heart warmed up as he embraced Yanran tightly and softly laughed.

It took only a few incense sticks of time to travel from Qingyang Village to Dongan Dongfang Imperial Manor. Ignoring the shocked gazes of the citizens of Dongan, Qingyang carried Yanran and landed in front of the Dongfang Imperial Manor.

"Young mistress and the Azure Sun guest have returned!" The guard standing at the entrance stared at the two people who had fallen down, and then shouted towards the manor.

"Yanran, I'll send you back to your room to rest first, and then I'll go find Uncle Dongfang and have a chat." Qingyang whispered into Yanran's ear.

Shaking her head, Yanran gripped Qingyang's small hand and said with a smile, "No, Qingyang gege, I will go with you to find father."

Just as Qingyang was about to open his mouth to persuade Yanran, he discovered a trace of stubbornness on her face. Before she could finish her sentence, she immediately swallowed her words: "Alright, then we'll go and find Uncle Dongfang right now."

Holding Yanran's hand, Qingyang slowly walked to the guard's side and asked softly, "May I ask where Uncle Dongfang is at the manor?"

He quickly bowed. The guard then turned around and pointed in the direction of the inner hall. He answered, "Honored Guest, the Patriarch is currently in his study."

Qingyang nodded in thanks before heading to the study room with Yanran.

"Uncle Dongfang, I'm back with Yanran." Qingyang spoke softly as he lightly knocked on the wooden door of the study.

"Creak!"

Before he finished speaking, the wooden door opened and Dongfang Bo had almost rushed out. His hands tightly gripped Qingyang's shoulders, and he was slightly trembling.

"It's good that you're back. It's good that you're back." After murmuring for a while, Dongfang Bo looked up and down at Qingyang and seemed a bit excited as well. "Come on, let's talk inside."

"So Uncle Dongfang was worried about me all along." Qingyang felt a warmth in his heart as he felt the trembling hand that was holding his shoulders. He answered and entered the study. He found a wooden chair and sat down.

After the three of them were seated in three separate seats, Qingyang closely observed that Dongfang Bo was clearly not as exuberant as before when he had rushed to the capital. The frost on his temples and the traces of wrinkles at the corners of his eyes revealed that this once imposing middle-aged man had spent the last few days in anxiety and worry.

"Qingyang, regarding the matters of the village …" Even though he felt ashamed in his heart, Dongfang Bo still spoke in a deep voice.

Qing Yang waved his hand and said softly, "This has nothing to do with uncle, there is no need to blame yourself for the culprit."

"No, within the borders of Dong An, my Dong Fang family's Guest Warrior, Man Man, has been slaughtered. As the head of the family, I am responsible for this." He interrupted Qingyang, and Dongfang Bo was clearly very excited: "Qingyang, don't worry, our Dongfang family will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly! "Hand blade, that savage disciple!"

The Dongfang family was also known as one of the Four Great Clans. The entire village of Guest Warriors had been annihilated, and it was even within the borders of a prefecture that he was in charge of. How could this be acceptable?

Furthermore, this guest was none other than the peerless genius who had helped the Dongfang family obtain the head of the dragon and phoenix, Qingyang! He was also the future son-in-law of Dongfang Boniface!

He was naturally filled with anger, anxiety, worry, self-blame, and guilt.

"After finding out about this, I also sent some of the sect's elites to scout around. However, I still haven't found any useful information." Dongfang Bo's sword-like eyebrows furrowed, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"Uncle Dongfang, I will tell you what is on my mind at a later time." Qingyang's eyebrows furrowed together as he asked, "How is my mother, Chen Lian, doing in the manor?"

Qingyang also understood that it would be strange if they could find out what was going on in just a few days' time. Ever since his body had been infected by the cyan extreme wood energy, his mind had become peaceful and even if he was angry, he would not lose his mind.

At this moment, for him, other than Yanran and Dongfang Bo, there was another person he was concerned with, and that person was Chen Lian.

Dongfang Bo's face slightly changed when he saw the azure sun looking at him. The corner of his mouth twitched a few times as he sighed in a low voice, "Your mother … she's missing."