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Chapter 383 No comparison, no harm

After waiting in the tent for a while, Wen Qilin finally heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from the road outside.

"Deputy General Wen, Young Master Wen has returned."

The patrolling soldiers greeted Wen Qiyuan and his son.

"Okay, keep on duty, and stay alert at night."

Wen Qiyuan and Wen Chengbin went straight into the general's tent.

"Big brother, did I wake you up?"

"Uncle, hehe, we're back."

The curtain fell behind the two of them, and after a while, no one else came in.

"Hmm? Wen'er's husband hasn't returned?" Wen Qilin asked.

"Oh, they've gone back. They've gone back to the valley."

"Is something wrong in the valley?" Wen Qilin asked again.

"It's alright, it's alright, don't worry, Uncle."

Wen Chengbin continued, "Uncle, I came here to see my father off. I'll be heading back to the valley soon. Uncle, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Qilin interrupted him, saying anxiously, "Erlang, if you have nothing else to do, why don't you come with me to the mountains? Your uncle is a little worried."

Upon hearing this, both Wen Qiyuan and Wen Chengbin looked at Wen Qilin.

Now, the father and son are two or three realms higher than Wen Qilin in terms of cultivation, and they can guess the clues just by listening and looking at them.

"Uncle, are you going to hold on?" Wen Chengbin asked with a smile, his smirk barely concealed.

"You brat, don't be so disrespectful and make fun of your uncle."

Wen Qiyuan turned his head and said, "Brother, you should hurry back to the valley with Erlang. Leave this to me. Go and come back quickly."

Wen Qilin...

He thought it would take a long time to explain this, but who knew it would go so smoothly?

If that's the case, then he's really gone mad.

However, time was of the essence, and since the valley was safe, there was no need to go back.

Thinking this, Wen Qilin said, "Erlang, the valley is fine, let's go straight to the mountains, time is too tight."

Wen Qiyuan and his son exchanged a glance, understanding each other without saying a word, and then Wen Qiyuan spoke.

"Brother, you should go back to the valley with Erlang first. There's plenty of time. Let's go."

Wen Qilin wasn't blind; he saw through the subtle misunderstanding between the father and son perfectly clearly.

Just by looking at their expressions, you can tell that the valley is indeed alright. As long as the family members in the valley are safe, nothing else matters.

After thinking about it, Wen Qilin listened to the advice and said, "Alright, Erlang, let's go now."

"Hey, now that the general's gone, do you think tomorrow's drills will still take place?"

The soldiers patrolling outside the tent watched Wen Qilin and Wen Chengbin ride away on horseback, and they huddled together and discussed it quietly.

"What do you think? If the general has to go out on business, the deputy general will take over."

"Drills are necessary, but don't get your hopes up too high. You can go back and dream about it after your shift."

"Hahaha."

Wen Qiyuan inside the tent heard every word of the discussion among the people outside.

He thought to himself, "Indeed, he'll take over tomorrow and make everyone train even harder, because he's so energetic!"

At this moment, the soldiers of Siheshan, fast asleep, had no idea what kind of grueling training they would face the next day.

......

In the darkness, Wen Qilin and Wen Chengbin rode their horses around to the back of Wugouzi Mountain, where Cangying was already waiting.

"Uncle, let's stop here."

The next second, Wen Chengbin took out a spirit beast pouch, put the horse inside, and did the same to Wen Qilin after he dismounted.

Seeing this strange scene, Wen Qilin remained silent, only raising an eyebrow.

The two leaped and landed safely on the eagle's back.

"Brother Eagle, let's go."

Wen Chengbin patted the eagle on the back, and the eagle soared into the sky and flew towards the valley.

High in the air, Wen Chengbin started chattering away without Wen Qilin even having to ask.

"Uncle, let me tell you, on this trip we're going out..."

Wen Chengbin rattled off a string of words, exaggerating even the smallest things. His dramatic delivery and passionate delivery were beyond words.

One moment it's the old turtle's childhood friend, the next it's the battle against the crab demon in the ocean, then it's the small island in Donglin Sea, then it's the adventure of leaping over the Dragon Gate, and finally it's Qiwa Sea and Mofeng Mountain Range. Along the way, he also met a cultivator from thousands of miles away and learned about the location of the immortal city.

By the way, the spirit beast bags were obtained by them from other cultivators on the island. Since they didn't have any spirit stones, they traded them all with demon beasts. Also, because the demon beasts in the Yanqian Mountains were not of high level, they used up all their previous stock in the process of trading for these spirit beast bags.

Fortunately, they eventually harvested a large number of monsters and resources in Qiwahai and Mofeng Mountain Range, making up for their losses.

The adventure at Longmen greatly improved everyone's cultivation, and they also had no shortage of storage rings. So, after this trip, they had become nouveau riche, truly nouveau riche.

It is said that Wen Qiyuan also took the time to refine another batch of storage items. He was not limited to the shape of a ring. As long as the item could store things, was easy to carry, and had an unassuming appearance, he could use it as inspiration. From a large staff to a small earring, he was simply a born master of weapon crafting.

hoo hoo hoo!

Wen Qilin listened all the way, and his emotions remained unsettled for a long time.

After a long while, he said, "Erlang, this trip was really worthwhile for you. Uncle, I'm so envious!"

"Hehehe, Uncle, our grandmaster is the biggest winner this time!"

Wen Chengbin became even more enthusiastic when he talked about this.

"You have no idea, after that dragon fish leaped over the Dragon Gate, it suddenly transformed into an old dragon and flew out of the sea. It was so cool!"

"Uncle, Grandpa Long's speed, my goodness, he went thousands of miles in a flash, it was so awesome!"

"Originally, my master also wanted to have Grandpa Long send my father over, but since this place is too close to the capital, my master thought it best to keep a low profile."

Wen Qilin nodded, "At this critical juncture, we really need to keep a low profile. Our master has considered everything carefully."

After a pause, Wen Qilin changed the subject, "Erlang, how is your cultivation level now?"

"Hehe, Uncle, we've moved up two levels from where we started."

Wen Chengbin scratched his head, trying to suppress his smugness, "Uncle, I'll say it again, Grandmaster is the big winner, he advanced four levels!"

“My sister said that our master deserved it because of his good deeds, and we can’t envy it.”

what?

You leveled up two levels? Four levels?

This is truly a great opportunity!

Wen Qilin became withdrawn and suddenly didn't want to speak or pay attention to Wen Chengbin.

At this moment, he took a few deep breaths, his face grim, and stared straight ahead.

"Uncle, why do you look so pale? Did you have a stroke?"

As he spoke, Wen Chengbin patted the eagle on the back and said loudly, "Brother Eagle, your speed can't compare to Uncle Dragon's, and your comfort level is also inferior. Look at you, you're making my uncle feel jostled around. Be careful, or your uncle won't like you in the future!"

A hawk?

The master is openly or subtly comparing himself to a dragon.

The key question is, can these two things be compared?

The old dragon is the ruler of the vast sky, while it is merely a flying demon beast.

Alas! Without comparison, there is no harm; the eagle's beak is bitter, and words cannot express its sorrow!

Wen Qilin...

My ugly face is because of you guys. I have nowhere to complain about my envy and jealousy!