Dreams and fists shatter the sky

Chapter 257: Unfortunate Luck

Ye An didn't have the mood to think about who those two bastards blocking his path suddenly were.

For some reason, even though he was only held up for over a minute, his desire to see Ji Qing surged even more.

Arriving at his doorstep, he pushed it open.

Stepping inside.

"I'm back," Ye An spoke, then nervously looked around.

Silence?

Oh, right.

At this time, she should be training in the basement.

He hurried downstairs.

But as a top martial artist, his hearing was naturally keen.

By the time he was downstairs, he already had an answer in his heart.

There was no sound of breathing in the basement.

Scanning around, the entire basement was empty, clean and tidy. There wasn't even a garbage bag on the trash can, indicating that Ji Qing had gone out and casually disposed of the trash.

"No, something's wrong," Ye An muttered to himself.

Ji Qing shouldn't have cleaned up here so neatly.

She was lazy.

The living room and basement were so tidy, with doors and windows tightly closed.

Suddenly.

His communicator buzzed, and he looked down.

"I'm boarding the spaceship now."

Ji Qing sent a voice message, her tone sounding a bit unhappy.

Ye An frowned and asked, "Wasn't it supposed to be a few more days before you leave?"

"My father told me that there were some changes in the rules midway through, so he asked me to depart early."

"When did you depart? I mean, when did you walk out the door?"

"Uh, about half an hour ago."

Ye An replied calmly, "The house is quite clean."

"What!?" Ji Qing's tone suddenly raised.

"You...you're at home?"

"Yeah, just got back."

Saying that, Ye An took a photo and sent it over.

But Ji Qing directly initiated a video call.

She was sitting in a clean bedroom, clearly on the spaceship's guest room.

Still wearing that light blue plain robe, but now her little face showed a hint of grievance, frowning slightly, and pouting.

This look made Ji Qing even cuter and more attractive, but also a bit heartbreaking.

Ye An smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Why did it have to be just half an hour?" Ji Qing sounded a bit resentful.

"It is a bit unfortunate," Ye An also couldn't laugh, forcing a smile, "Anyway, it should be at most a month."

"It's not like going to an infinite resource point, there shouldn't be such a long campaign."

"By the way, didn't you say before that you might depart later than me? How come you suddenly departed?"

Ji Qing frowned, "I don't know, there's something mysterious up there. They said we'll find out once everyone's gathered."

"Didn't your father tell you?" Ye An curiously asked.

"He just told me to prepare myself psychologically," Ji Qing's expression became somewhat serious, "I always feel something's not right."

"It seems to be related to your side."

"Really?" Ye An frowned.

Suddenly, the screen started flickering.

Ji Qing hurriedly said, "I'm entering the teleportation gate, I'll hang up first."

"Okay, have a safe journey." Ye An nodded in response.

The communicator disconnected.

Ye An sat alone in the empty basement, feeling restless.

He glanced at the sandbag beside him, stood up suddenly and kicked it with force.

"Bang!"

The sandbag was kicked away.

Ye An thought to himself that kicking with a foot felt just as good as punching.

Refreshing.

So, what should I do next?

Train.

Continue practicing unconscious skill runes.

Just as he was about to start training.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A knocking sound came.

Ye An walked out of the basement, came to the door, and opened it.

Three people were standing outside.

An old man and the two guys Ye An had beaten up before.

The old man had long white hair draped over his shoulders, a long white beard, and his eyes were sharp, exuding an immortal demeanor, but...

"Ye Xiong, I've repaired the wild for you!" The old man hurriedly said.

"Huh?" Ye An was dumbfounded, "What did you call me?"

"Ye Xiong." The old man patted his chest, "Old Daoist, this is how it is for me in this life, but you're different. Your future will definitely be stronger than mine. The capable are always first. In the future, you will definitely be above me. I'm calling you 'Brother' now, you don't need to think too much about it."

"Hehe."

The pair of senior and junior behind him looked somewhat helpless.

They still remembered when they first entered the sect, thinking how great their master was.

This year when they came down the mountain, their true colors were revealed instantly. Seeing anyone, they called them brother, elder brother, big brother.

The master even said that calling someone brother wouldn't make you lose a piece of meat. If someone finds you pleasing, whether it's now or in the future, if they remember you calling them brother and take the initiative to help you once or twice, wouldn't that be great?

It sounds reasonable.

It's just that it makes people feel a bit embarrassed.

At this moment.

The old man glanced around Ye An's house with a sly look.

"So clean," the old man remarked.

"It looks like there's a virtuous person in the house."

Listening to this, Ye An's originally stern face couldn't help but soften a bit.

The old man suddenly raised an eyebrow, "I just received news that this virtuous person of Ye Xiong's seems to have gone on a mission not long ago."

"That's not an easy task."

He stroked his long white beard, a worried expression on his face.

Ye An's heart jumped, and he quickly asked, "Does this old gentleman know the specific situation?"

"I understand a bit." The old Daoist nodded silently.

Ye An's expression changed rapidly, and he quickly said, "Old brother, please sit down quickly. It's not suitable to stand all the time."

"Polite, polite, too polite, Ye Xiong." The old Daoist quickly clasped his fists and bowed his head.

The two of them exchanged pleasantries, blowing each other's trumpets in just a few seconds, as if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

The senior and junior behind the old Daoist were dumbfounded.

Now Ye An's smiling face seemed too unfamiliar to them, even making them feel somewhat eerie.

First impressions are important.

Previously in the wilderness, Ye An's posture looking down on them had been like a tyrant, but now this guy with a smiling face was completely different from before.

Unconsciously.

Ye An had become the same generation as their master.

The two junior sisters could only stand aside like two gatekeepers, while Ye An and the old Daoist chatted away in the living room.

The old Daoist was wearing a gray Taoist robe with a vivid white crane pattern on the back.

He explained that the reason for the gray robe was because gray doesn't fear dirt. Black doesn't fear it even more, but it's somewhat ominous.

Gray is better than black, but pure gray is not great either. People should still be a bit whiter.

Then the old Daoist introduced himself.

Everyone called him Gray Crane Daoist. In human terms, he was the Minister of Foreign Affairs between humans and immortals.

Although Gray Crane Daoist was human, he had a past similar to Fang Tianlian's.

When he was twelve years old, he went to the immortal realm as a hostage. Fortunately, his luck was good, and he didn't experience the humiliating past of Fang Tianlian. He joined a powerful sect in the immortal realm and succeeded in the Dao smoothly.

According to reason, he should have been practicing in the immortal realm all along, but one day he suddenly chose to return to the human race, paying the price of being expelled from the sect, and all his immortal methods were shattered!

Then, Ye An asked Gray Crane Daoist about Ji Qing's situation.

At this moment, Gray Crane Daoist laid out two chess pieces, one black and one white.

He placed the chess pieces on the table.

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