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This was only a manifestation of the current situation, and it would be even more beneficial to him in the future.

It could be said that Ling Taixu had laid an unshakeable foundation for him.

His roots were basically better than others'. With the huge amount of blood energy and essence he had, he was able to reach a whole new level.

This height was something that not even the geniuses of the transcendent Holy Lands or Divine Sects could reach.

Quasi-Saints were experts on the continent. Even within the ranks of the major powers, they held a very high status.

Other than a worried family like Ling Taixu, who else would be willing to make that kind of sacrifice for a junior?

Old Ancestor, I will not let you down. Don't worry, before long, the Ling Family will stand at the peak of the continent and become one of the great forces.

Ling Yun swore to himself.

After he returned, it was time to find his royal grandfather. Only his royal grandfather could open the ancestral grounds of the clan.

Also, I can tell him that I can start cultivating now that the Soaring Cloud Incantation is in his possession.

This news should be able to let go of the guilt in his heart.

Old Ancestor, you have really helped me once again. Otherwise, it would be hard for me to explain that I can cultivate now.

After a long time, Ling Yun recovered from his deep thoughts, and looked up. A pair of beautiful eyes as bright as autumn water entered his eyes, and he almost jumped in shock.

"You're scaring me to death!" Ling Yun unhappily looked at Ling'er, who had sat beside him at some point.

In regards to this, he felt very helpless. Even though he knew that the little girl had a favorable impression of him, at least he didn't express it very clearly.

However, ever since that day, this girl had never hidden herself in front of him.

"Little bastard, what are you daydreaming about?" Ling'er frowned slightly as she looked at him in puzzlement. What was she thinking about that caused her to be so engrossed? Her eyes didn't even blink.

"Guess!" The corner of Ling Yun's mouth twitched, and he did not mind her addressing him. He lazily leaned against the tree, his eyes slightly narrowing as he chuckled.

"Thinking about Cai'Er and the others?" The corner of Ling'er's eyes twitched as she replied in a slightly teasing manner.

"Wow, you can even guess that." Lingyun suddenly sat up, looked at her in surprise, and laughed softly.

"You!" Ling'er snorted lightly, gritting her teeth as she looked at him. Beneath her veil, her pair of small, sparkling canine teeth were grinding noisily.

Footsteps sounded and sobbing sounds could be heard coming from the mountain gate. Ling Yun and Ling'er turned their heads at the same time to look over.

The first person to see it was Lin Xie, whose face was full of anger. Then, it was Luo Feng and the other girls.

There were also seven other unfamiliar girls. One was seventeen or eighteen years old, while the other was only eight or nine years old. They were all young.

These young girls were sobbing softly.

What was better than the girls that had been humiliated was that they didn't have any traces of being humiliated. They were still intact, and at most, their cheeks were red and swollen, as if they had been slapped.

It wasn't that the bandits had a conscience, but that they were people Wen Shang needed. They didn't dare to do so because they feared that if Wen Shang wasn't happy, then their good days would come to an end.

It wasn't surprising that there weren't any girls in their twenties. On this continent, 15 was already considered to be an adult. Generally speaking, many girls were married at this age, some even earlier.

Wen Shang did not need those married or ruined women, nor did he want those with bad looks.

Thus, there were only seven people in the secret chamber, while there were many women outside. There was no lack of youngsters.