There was also a girl about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed like a maid, with long eyebrows above which twinkled a pair of pure, large, blue eyes. She wore a modest light-colored long dress that outlined her already curvaceous figure. She was Du Gu Binglan's maid, Cui Yu.

The remaining one was dressed in a tight outfit, outlining her youthful and graceful curves. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with long black hair hanging down her shoulders like a waterfall, a true beauty in the making. Her appearance combined three parts innocence, three parts cuteness, three parts charm, with an additional part of enchantment. This girl was now the celebrity of Yunyang Sect, Yang Miao, a dual-system martial artist. Being a direct disciple, she also had many admirers within the Yunyang Sect.

As soon as these four women appeared in the shop, many disciples of the Yunyang Sect immediately gathered outside to watch, but they did not dare to approach. These were all direct disciples, whom ordinary disciples dared not provoke. In the Yunyang Sect, there was an unwritten rule: if a direct disciple killed an ordinary disciple, at most they would be punished lightly and it would not be a big deal.

As for an ordinary disciple killing a direct disciple, their entire family would be implicated, and in severe cases, they could be executed. The Yunyang Sect always took their direct disciples very seriously. But then again, it was unlikely for an ordinary disciple to have the strength to kill a direct disciple. The strength of a direct disciple was much stronger than that of an ordinary disciple. Each direct disciple had their own trump cards; it was impossible for an ordinary disciple to kill a direct disciple, at least such a situation had not occurred yet.

"Binglan, we should go back. We have bought what we needed. Let's go back and continue our cultivation," Li Wushuang said with a slight smile.

"Sister Wushuang, you really are a cultivation maniac. Among all the disciples, you are probably the one who cultivates the hardest," Yang Miao said. Although Yang Miao was not on good terms with her sister Yang Mei, she had a good relationship with Li Wushuang.

"If I don't work hard, how can I compare with you? You are a dual-system martial artist. Once you form an inner core after reaching the Martial Soul stage, your cultivation speed will increase even more, and your strength will become even stronger," Li Wushuang said with a light smile, her stunning beauty making many disciples outside stare in awe.

"Make way." From the crowd outside the shop, a low shout came, followed by several young men in fine clothes, all of whom had arrogant expressions.

"Greetings to the senior brothers."

The surrounding disciples immediately saluted, their eyes showing fear, as if they dared not provoke them, and quickly stepped back.

"Sister Wushuang, Sister Yang Miao, Sister Binglan, what a coincidence to meet you here," several young men in fine clothes entered the shop, their eyes freely roaming over the three women, almost drooling.

"Sister Wushuang, I'm not in the mood anymore. Let's go back," Du Gu Binglan glanced at the young men in fine clothes, her eyes showing disgust.

"Let's go." Li Wushuang's expression slightly darkened, and the women prepared to leave the shop.

"Sisters, why don't we go back together," the leading young man in white clothes suddenly blocked the women's path.

"Brother Zhao, it would be better if you step aside. Do we really need to take action against you? If the elders are alarmed, it won't end well for you," Yang Miao said sternly.

"Well, since the sisters are in a hurry to return, then we will not keep you any longer," the young man in white clothes' face twitched, and he stepped aside.

The four women left the shop, leaving behind several young men in fine clothes with ugly expressions.

"Brother Zhao, those girls really didn't give you face," a young man in blue clothes said to the young man in white clothes.

"Hmph, those girls are not ordinary. With several uncles present, we can't afford to provoke them, but one day, I will have them," the young man in white clothes revealed a lecherous smile.

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Five days later, Li Lin stopped his cultivation, and a vast range of mountains appeared before him.

The mountain range was vast and majestic, with a towering cloud peak beneath the mighty mountains, cliffs shining brightly, the mountains lush green, dotted with intricately carved palace buildings.

The dense mountains connected into one, resembling a winding, coiling dragon, surrounding the entire vast mountain range. Overall, the mountain range was filled with unique peaks, continuous mountains, lush and steep, looking down from above, a scene of clouds and mist.

"Finally arrived." Li Lin exhaled a breath of turbid air from his heart, a smile appearing on his determined face. It wouldn't be long before he could see Li Wushuang. He guessed she would be very happy to see him alive. It had been a year and a half since they last met, and he wondered how she was doing.

"Snow Lion, let's go down," Li Lin said to the Skywing Snow Lion.

"Hoo hoo..." The Skywing Snow Lion flapped its wings and descended, landing far outside the mountain range.

Upon reaching Yunyang Sect, it was not appropriate to let the Skywing Snow Lion run rampant. It was better to walk in, especially since the sect was huge and he was unfamiliar with it, unable to find his way.

The Skywing Snow Lion landed on a mountaintop and was then taken by Li Lin into a spatial beast pouch. He couldn't possibly bring such a huge monster into the Yunyang Sect. As for the little dragon, Li Lin decided it was better for the little dragon to stay in his sleeve, to avoid attracting attention as much as possible.

After getting everything ready, Li Lin walked towards the mountain range ahead with a slight nervousness. After a year and a half of journeying, he finally reached the Yunyang Sect.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

At the entrance of a mountain, just as Li Lin showed up, immediately, more than a dozen figures leapt out in front of him, each holding weapons such as knives, spears, swords, and halberds. They appeared to be around twenty years old, and all of them, without exception, had reached the Martial Master level. The leader, a young man in black clothing with short hair and big eyes, slightly chubby, was the strongest, having reached the third level of Martial Master. The rest were all at the first level of Martial Master, including two at the second level.

"Who are you? This is Yunyang Sect. Outsiders should leave quickly, or you will be killed without mercy," the leading young man in black clothing said.

"Are you all disciples of Yunyang Sect?" Li Lin had already noticed these people's presence. There were many more disciples of Yunyang Sect in the valley behind, apparently patrolling the area.

"Yes," the young man in black clothing sized up Li Lin and replied.

"Then that's right. I am also a disciple of Yunyang Sect," Li Lin said with a slight smile, taking out the jade token that Elder Bai Mei had given him back in Qingyun Town.

"You are a disciple of Yunyang Sect? I haven't seen you before," the leading young man took Li Lin's jade token, surprised, but the token was indeed from Yunyang Sect.

"Li Lin, Yunyang Sect doesn't have this person. Are you really a disciple of Yunyang Sect?" The leading young man looked at Li Lin with suspicion. Li Lin's name was on the jade token, but this young man seemed to have never seen Li Lin in Yunyang Sect, so he began to doubt.

"Due to some special circumstances, I have only now arrived at Yunyang Sect. I was supposed to come a year and a half ago," Li Lin said.

"Your jade token is genuine, so please wait a moment. We need to consult an elder," the leading young man told Li Lin.

"No problem, I will wait here," Li Lin said with a slight smile, having already arrived at Yunyang Sect, he didn't mind waiting a bit longer.

The leading young man took Li Lin's jade token and entered the valley, instructing the other young men to watch Li Lin before leaving.

In a continuous courtyard, a middle-aged man, burly, wearing a long robe, slowly walked out from the courtyard. This person was somewhat eye-catching because his eyebrows were pure white, and he was Elder Bai Mei, who had originally led Li Lin and others from Qingyun Town to Yunyang Sect.

Because the people brought from Yunyang Sect had all become direct disciples, and he had brought back a treasure, the Heavenly Silkworm Armor, from the Misty Mountain Range, Elder Bai Mei's status in Yunyang Sect had also increased a lot.

"Elder Bai." A young man in black clothing quickly approached Elder Bai Mei and greeted him.

"Peng Chuanxiong, what's the hurry? Today is your team's turn to patrol outside, why have you returned?" Bai Mei asked the young man in black clothing.

"Elder Bai, we encountered a strange situation while patrolling and came to consult the elder," the young man said. "We met a person who claims to be a disciple of our Yunyang Sect, but due to some special circumstances, he didn't arrive until a year and a half later."

After speaking, the young man took out the jade token and handed it to Bai Mei.

"Li Lin." Upon receiving the jade token and seeing the three characters on it, Elder Bai Mei was stunned, startling the young man.

"Tell me quickly, where is he? Take me to him," after a long moment, Elder Bai Mei began to tremble, shouting loudly, startling a few disciples passing by.

"Elder Bai, the person is just outside the mountain gate," before the young man in black clothing could finish, Bai Mei's figure had already disappeared from the spot.

"What's with that kid, making Elder Bai so anxious?" The young man in black clothing rubbed the back of his head in confusion, then hurriedly followed.

Outside the valley, Li Lin waited leisurely, not in a hurry. About twenty minutes later, a figure rushed out of the valley...

A figure landed in front of Li Lin instantly, appearing somewhat breathless and excited, looking at Li Lin with some shock.

"Greetings to Elder Bai." The surrounding dozen or so disciples immediately saluted.