Hunyuan Immortal Sect

Chapter 84 Heartfelt Words
Not long after the crowd dispersed, Zhong Wenyuan and Carissa found him together.

"Master, this is what I bought for you after discussing with Senior Brother Zhong." Carissa took out a black storage bag from her sleeve and handed it to him.

"Ah? This..." Song Xian didn't expect that they would buy a storage bag for him. He was both happy and touched. It was not because he got a storage bag, but because it proved that his actions were recognized and respected by everyone.

Zhong Wenyuan said, "How can a sect leader not have a storage bag? I heard from Junior Brother Zhang Yi that when you attended the Luoyun Sect's birthday banquet last time, since you didn't have a storage bag, the leader gave all the magic tools and flying tools he carried with him to him."

"Before, we didn't have the conditions to come up with so many spirit stones at once, but now we have made such a windfall."

"So I discussed it with Junior Sister Carissa, and each of us contributed over a thousand spirit stones to buy this storage bag."

"This is our own money, not from the sect's treasury, so please don't refuse it, Master."

Song Xian did not act pretentiously. He happily took the storage bag and put all the magic tools and items in the storage ring he carried with him into it. The storage bag had a space the size of one square meter, which was much larger than the storage ring.

With this thing, you don't have to worry about carrying magic tools anymore.

.........

At noon the next day, Song Xian led Lin Zixiang and Zhang Yi to Nanling Stone Fort. The villagers were very happy to see him. The clan leader led a group of strong men and hurriedly came forward to pay their respects and invited them into the inner hall.

After a few pleasantries, Song Xian got down to business. "Old sir, we've already investigated the identity of the villain who caused trouble the other day. He's a leader of the Yuyuan Sect in Bianxi City. He's incredibly powerful, and backed by the Yuyuan Sect, so he's incredibly powerful. You're courting death if you try to fight him head-on."

The old man panicked when he heard this and was about to kneel down: "I hope the Immortal Master will have mercy on us and rescue us."

Song Xian supported him and said, "Old sir, there's no need to be so. Now that I've encountered this, I won't sit idly by. We've come here to relieve your camp from danger. To be honest, I'm the headmaster of the Hunyuan Sect. We migrated here from Pingyuan County and are now stationed at the foot of Laogu Peak."

"Our sect is weak and cannot compare to the might of the Yuyuan Sect. Therefore, we cannot deal with that evildoer, but we can provide you with shelter to prevent him from slaughtering the village."

"As long as you all migrate to the vicinity of Old Lone Peak, our sect will be able to protect you from the persecution of that evil person. Pack your bags and wait for our people to arrive, then follow us. When we reach Old Lone Peak, I will allocate a piece of land for you and help you rebuild your village."

"To Old Lone Peak?" Upon hearing this, the old man looked thoughtful, as if he was still reluctant to go: "Master Song, our people have lived here for generations, and our ancestral temples are all here. If we all go to Old Lone Peak, who will come to worship our ancestors?"

Lin Zixiang said impatiently, "Our sect leader is merciful and made such arrangements to save your lives. How much manpower, material resources, time and energy have been wasted, and you are still bargaining here. You really don't know what's good for you. If you don't want to go, then wait here to die!"

Song Xian was somewhat helpless. Many elderly people were particularly stubborn and would not leave their hometowns even if they died. All he could do was to do his best. As for how to choose, it was up to them.

"Old sir, the situation is more powerful than anyone right now. That villain has power and connections, and you can't afford to offend him. He's threatened to massacre the entire village, and he's definitely going to do it. So, how about this! Discuss and consider it carefully. I won't force you."

"Those who are willing to escape can come with us. Our sect will provide them with shelter. Those who are unwilling to leave their homes can stay here."

"Alright, I've said everything I needed to say. You can decide for yourselves. I'll go see Fellow Daoist Feng Yan."

After saying this, Song Xian left and came to the room where Feng Yan was recuperating.

Several children were guarding outside the house. They were both awed and happy to see him. Children are innocent. Song Xian had shown enough kindness the last time he came, so they all liked him. One of the older girls said, "Master, you're here. Sister Yan'er has woken up and is being nursed in the house. Are you here to see her?"

"Ah."

"Then please come in! Fifth Aunt said that Sister Yan'er needs to rest and doesn't want us to disturb her in the inner room, so we will wait outside." The girl took him to the door of the room, pushed it open and walked in.

Only Feng Yan was lying on the bed. Although she had woken up, the injuries on her body had not yet subsided. Her eyes, nose and entire face were swollen, and her whole body was wrapped in gauze.

"Sister Yan'er, Master Song came here specially to see you." The girl said happily.

Feng Yan turned her head and glanced at him: "You go out first!"

"Oh!" the girl responded and left the room.

"Why are you here? What's the matter?" Feng Yan spoke in the same tone as always, as if she was discussing cooperation with him.

Song Xian walked to the bed, pulled over a stool and sat down, carefully considering his words. Since his last visit to Shizhai Village, his impression of Feng Yan had changed greatly. He felt both pity and pity for her life experience, but at the same time he admired her kind act of taking care of the children in the village for free.

Many people, once they transcend the ordinary world and embark on the path of spiritual practice, begin to regard ordinary people as worthless.

However, after becoming a monk, he still returned to the village to help the weak and helpless children here, and became the patron saint of the children in this small village.

"I came here a few days ago."

"I know." "Originally, I wanted to discuss the Yuxiang Pill with you. Didn't you negotiate two deals at the Luoyun Sect's birthday banquet last time? I haven't met either of those people, and they don't know me. If I just send someone to their door, they might not buy it. So I wanted to ask you to take the trouble to bring our people to ask for a meeting. I didn't expect to encounter something like this."

"I can't do this."

"why?"

Feng Yan's tone was calm, and she didn't seem to be aggrieved by her injury at all. "Why? How can I lead your people to Bianxi City to sell Yuxiang Pills in my current state?"

Song Xian smiled and said, "There's no rush. Wait until you've recovered. I'm also planning to hire you as a salesperson for the Jade Fragrance Pills. You know, our main customers are women. We don't have any female cultivators in our sect, so it's a bit awkward to ask a man to do this. It's not easy to talk about."

"find someone else!"

"Others are not as eloquent as you. The first time you attended the Luoyun Sect's birthday banquet, you were able to trick a group of strangers into buying the Yuxiang Pills, which shows that you have talent in this area. Your injury is not a big problem, you will be fine after resting for a while." Song Xian said with a smile, and took out a few bottles of pills from the storage bag and placed them on the bedside table.

"By the way, I bought some healing pills. This is the Blood Qi Pill, this is the Bone Restoration Pill, and this is the Skin Moisturizing Pill. Take one of each daily to help your body recover. This is as a thank you for securing two orders for the Jade Fragrance Pill for our sect."

Feng Yan suddenly said coldly: "How did you find this place? I didn't tell you that I live here."

"I didn't see you in the market, so I asked other people."

"I don't have any friends in the market, and no one knows I live here."

Song Xian took care of her self-esteem and didn't want to mention the matter of Peng Yu, but seeing her cold eyes and her attitude of getting to the bottom of it, he had to confess.

"That day I went to the market to look for you and saw someone arguing with you. You left in anger, so I approached him and asked him about your origins in Nanling Stone Village and your past. That's why I came here. I didn't expect him to be so cruel."

After hearing this, Feng Yan's face turned red and purple.

"That guy is from the Yuyuan Sect. He's ruthless and cruel. You can't deal with him."

Feng Yan had already turned her head away, with her back to him, and said coldly, "I don't want your pity."

"I sold it to him, and I relied on him to achieve my mortal transformation, so what? I can survive on my own, and I can live well."

"I can make talismans now, and I can make more and better ones in the future."

Feng Yan's voice was choked with sobs as she spoke.

"I'm not afraid of him! Let him come!"

"He thinks I'm still the same person he used to be. Humph! The worst that can happen is that we both die together."

"I used to rely on him just to get more benefits, but now we've cut ties. I won't let him bully me anymore."

.........

When Song Xian heard the choked words she was mumbling, he realized that she had been pretending not to care, but was actually very aggrieved and scared.

She probably never said these words to anyone before, and now that she was saying them, she couldn't control her emotions.

Song Xian opened his lips slightly, wanting to say something, but it seemed like there was something stuck in his throat, so he swallowed the words back and remained silent.

The room fell into a dead silence, and Feng Yan stopped talking.

After a long silence, she turned around, tears streaming down her face. Her eyes were weak and pitiful, pleading, "Can you help me?"

Song Xian's heart moved, as if a thorn had pierced the softest part of his heart.

"I originally wanted to kill him, but the others in the sect disagreed. Killing him would be easy, but it would cause trouble later. The Yuyuan Sect would definitely retaliate. We have just established ourselves, and we cannot make enemies with them. This would be very disadvantageous and would definitely affect your village. If the Yuyuan Sect knew that he died because of this, Galen would probably send people to massacre the whole village. So we must endure it."

"I've thought of a plan. I'll move all the people in your village to the vicinity of Old Lone Peak. When he comes back, I'll announce that you've joined our sect and become a disciple. That way, he won't dare mess around again."

"But your vengeance cannot be avenged in a short time."

"But I promise that if I get the chance in the future, I will let you kill this thief with my own hands."

(End of this chapter)