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Qin Tian placed the elixir into the Cosmic Bag.
He then left the Cave.
There were less than three days remaining before stepping onto the Ancient Immortal Path.
There was still one last thing to do.
Return to Northern Yan.
It had been three years.
Three years since he left Northern Yan.
It was time to take a look back.
After a brief encounter with Gao Jian, Qin Tian didn’t even glance at Wu Qingyuan before turning towards the Outer Gate Mountain Region.
Half a year ago, during the Outer Sect Grand Competition, for various reasons, his good brother Shen Tianming had not succeeded in advancing to the Inner Sect.
He was still cultivating in the Outer Sect.
Who knew when they would meet again?
This might be the last time he and Shen Tianming would see each other in this lifetime.
Regardless of what happened.
He had to see this.
Crossing the boundary between the Inner Sect and the Outer Sect.
Qin Tian made his way directly to the Outer Gate Mountain Region.
He arrived at the peak where he once lived with Shen Tianming.
This place looked completely new.
Strange disciples were practicing there.
In just half a year, a new generation had replaced the old.
Upon seeing Qin Tian's arrival, these people became excited.
He was now a hero of the entire Xuan Yang Sword Sect.
Who didn't know him?
Who wasn't aware of his fame?
It was a world apart from his previous situation.
"Is that Brother Qin?"
"Is it really him? Hurry, let's get his autograph!"
"It seems that Brother Qin used to live on this peak. If only we could share in Brother Qin's fortune!"
A few newcomers rushed forward, surrounding Qin Tian.
"Brother Qin, could I get your autograph?"
One bold disciple took off his shirt and held it out with both hands.
He placed it in front of Qin Tian.
With a bitter smile, Qin Tian recalled the awkwardness of Gong Xueyi when she was asked for an autograph.
He never expected that he would receive such treatment today.
"Sure!"
Without thinking much, he casually wrote his name on the newcomer's shirt.
The other disciples looked on with envy.
However, when they saw Qin Tian finish signing and head straight toward the house, they quickly made way for him.
"Brother Qin has such a strong presence. If I had been a bit more proactive just now, I could have gotten an autograph too!"
"Brother Qin is really nice and very approachable. If you want it, you can definitely get it."
The disciple who had just received the signature wore a proud expression.
"By the way, why has Brother Qin, with such an extraordinary status, come here? Even if this is the place where he lived back in the day, it seems a bit much, doesn't it?"
Some were puzzled.
"What’s so strange about it? Have you forgotten who lives here?"
One person raised an eyebrow and chuckled.
"Shen Brother? Yes, it's Shen Brother. The only friend Brother Qin had back then."
Finally, many began to understand.
Those standing aside looked enviously at Qin Tian's back.
How wonderful it would be if one day they could be as astonishing as Qin Tian!
"Tianming, I'm here."
Qin Tian knocked on the door.
Then, the door opened.
The energetic Shen Tianming finally saw Qin Tian.
Overwhelmed with excitement, he immediately embraced Qin Tian.
"Brother Tian, long time no see! I've missed you so much!"
Shen Tianming chuckled.
"Don't say that; I'm a man."
Qin Tian feigned a serious expression. Shen Tianming playfully punched Qin Tian on the chest while laughing.
"You can't expect anything good from a dog’s mouth. Haha, by the way, what made you come here?"
Shen Tianming looked at Qin Tian with some curiosity.
Logically speaking, there were less than three days left until the opening of the Ancient Immortal Path.
At this time, shouldn't he be focusing on stabilizing his cultivation?
What was he doing here?
He couldn't run away anyway.
"I need to return to Northern Yan for a bit. I'll be back in three days, and then I'll be leaving directly with the elder. So, there's not much time left."
Qin Tian sighed.
With the increase in his cultivation, combat power, and status, Qin Tian no longer had the freedom he once enjoyed.
Although Qin Tian, who once had freedom, never took a break.
"Well. When the time comes to leave, returning to take a look is a form of nonchalance. This parting may mean we don't know when we will meet again. Remember, no matter if we can see each other again in the future, you and I are the best of brothers."
Shen Tianming extended a hand.
Qin Tian smiled and reached out his own hand.
The two hands clasped tightly together.
One day of companionship.
Lifelong brothers.
Regardless of whether they would meet again in the future.
They would still be the good brothers who practiced together, ran together, and experienced life together back then.
"Here are the pills I concocted. Remember, you must not let anyone see them. Otherwise, it could bring you deadly trouble."
After Qin Tian finished speaking, he quietly took out a Cosmic Bag from his bosom.
Inside were three batches of Earth-Level Pills.
There were pills for breaking through realms.
And pills for recovering from injuries.
There was a furnace specifically used by Qin Tian to refine the Poison Pill for Shen Tianming.
Unfortunately,
Qin Tian had never refined a Poison Pill before, so this sole batch of Poison Pill was not entirely Earth-Level Pill.
Mixed in were some pills of ordinary quality.
As he placed the Cosmic Bag into Shen Tianming's hands, Qin Tian forced a bitter smile.
"In the future, when I'm not by your side, I won't be able to protect you. The path ahead can only be walked by you alone. I hope that when we meet again, we will both stand at the peak of this world. At that time, I will pull you along and sweep through the three thousand realms."
Qin Tian raised his head, and in his bright eyes, there was a deep sense of reluctance.
"Don't worry, I won't fall behind you by much."
Shen Tianming smiled.
Yet, within that smile, there was a glimmer of tears.
In the end, they had to part ways.
Though it was hard to let go,
he would not allow Qin Tian to give up on his dreams for his sake.
He was not that selfish.
“Ling Miaoyi is a good girl. Moreover, her background must be extraordinary. You should cherish her!”
“Yeah, I know. Last night, I talked with her all night long. She told me everything. And she’s leaving soon, going back to her hometown. Coincidentally, she also told me to chase after her.”
Shen Tianming laughed heartily.
Truly, they were brothers in spirit.
In matters of the heart, they were like two peas in a pod.
Qin Tian didn’t know what to say.
He slapped Shen Tianming on the shoulder.
“Take care of yourself. The next time we meet, we should join forces and conquer the world together. By the way, where is Ling Miaoyi’s hometown?”
“Central Continent.”
“Hmm, Central Continent… Wait, Central Continent?”
The astute Qin Tian couldn’t help but curse upon hearing those words.
“Yeah, it’s not just you who has good fortune with women. I’m not doing too badly either!”
Shen Tianming laughed heartily, knowing exactly how Qin Tian would react.
“You better count your blessings! Until we meet again.”
Qin Tian finished speaking and did not look back at anyone else, turning to leave.
Watching Qin Tian's disappearing figure, Shen Tianming clenched his fists.
"Brother Tian, in the future, you and I will surely meet again. By then, I won't hold you back."
The boy's eyes sparkled with determination.
That determination bore a striking resemblance to the Qin Tian of years past.
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A streak of light flashed across the sky above the Xuan Yang Sword Sect.
Qin Tian erupted in a blaze of flames, his speed reaching its peak.
He shot towards the distant sky.
Qin Tian had long suspected that Ling Miaoyi's background was extraordinary.
However, he never expected that this girl also hailed from the Central Continent.
Gong Xueyi came here primarily because her grandfather owed a favor to the leader of the Xuan Yang Sword Sect.
Secondly, it was to lay a solid foundation for better accepting her family's legacy in the future.
Little did he know what purpose Ling Miaoyi had in coming here.
"I won't think about it anymore; the best course of action is to focus on my own matters."
Qin Tian shook his head, casting aside those immature thoughts.
With a clear mind, he steadily soared towards the distant Northern Yan Ruins.
Six hours later.
Qin Tian's figure paused in mid-air.
Before him lay an endless expanse of ruins.
The country may have fallen, but the mountains and rivers remained.
Only remnants of broken walls were left behind.
Qin Tian sighed softly as he slowly descended onto the ruins.
This place had once been the southernmost part of the Northern Yan Dynasty.
It was a formidable stronghold.
In the past, when he led troops into battle, he had once stopped here.
Who would have known?
Time flies.
Three and a half years later.
Everything has changed.
The once-mighty fortress has turned into crumbling ruins.
The bustling streets of the past have become silent and desolate today.
Qin Tian took a step forward, walking past the remnants of the fortress.
He headed toward the next city in the distance.
With each city he passed,
his heart ached a little more.
Because in his memories, it was not like this.
This place used to be filled with traffic and throngs of people.
Today, the bloodshed has yet to dissipate, as soldiers and civilians lie buried here.
A once-mighty fortress.
Two cities.
Three domains of power.
At this moment, there was no sign of life left.
In a single night, Northern Yan was annihilated.
Tens of millions of people, not a single one survived except for himself.
In Qin Tian's heart, this was a deep sorrow.
One that could never be erased.
Standing amidst the ruins, Qin Tian seemed to transcend time and space, seeing the simple smiles from years past.
Then, the world changed drastically.
Those simple smiles were stained red with blood.
Only a faint sigh remained in the depths of time.
"Destroyer of Swallows, Qin. What does it truly mean?"
Qin Tian pondered deeply but found no answer.
He continued his journey northward.
One day and one night.
Qin Tian unleashed his strongest cultivation, moving at an incredible speed.
By the evening of the next day, he paused once more.
This time, he stopped in front of a relatively well-preserved city.
He remembered that this was the Northern Yan Imperial Capital, the last line of defense.
It was called Dragon Pass.
Crossing Dragon Pass meant entering Yandu.
The existence of Dragon Pass had saved the Northern Yan's fortunes countless times.
It could be said that without Dragon Pass, there would be no Northern Yan Dynasty.
Unfortunately, this so-called impregnable Dragon Pass was breached overnight on that fateful day.
Millions perished.
Blood flowed like a river.
There was no power to resist.
Stepping into Dragon Pass, Qin Tian gazed at the familiar street.
He could smell the lingering scent of blood in the air.
His body suddenly trembled uncontrollably.
He remembered that his Third Imperial Uncle had once guarded this place.
That uncle, who liked to sport a scruffy beard and was known for his mischief.
He recalled how this Third Uncle had blocked a sword for him.
It was that act that allowed him to return alive to Yandu.
Following the trail of memory, Qin Tian walked on.
The familiar intersection lay ahead.
Before Qin Tian, memories seemed to overlap.
The scene from years ago replayed vividly in his mind.
His Third Imperial Uncle's words still echoed in his thoughts to this day.
"Survive."
A towering figure, standing firm for three years without faltering, remained there.
Qin Tian could even feel the lingering unwillingness emanating from this body.
"Third Uncle."
Tears streamed down Qin Tian's face.
"Child, you have finally returned."
At that moment, a familiar voice suddenly reached his ears.
"Third Uncle? Is it really you?"
Even though he had cultivated to the Perfect Meridian Realm and had traveled far along the path of cultivation, this single call nearly shattered his resolve.
With shock, he fixed his gaze on the unyielding figure.
Could it be that Third Uncle was not dead?
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