Warren's Rise and Fall

Chapter 200: Overnight Stay in the Suburbs

Wang Lunwo lay quietly on a large rock, the surface of which still retained the warmth of the daytime sun, giving him a special comfort in this slightly cool night. He raised his head slightly, glanced at Yan Jinfan who was still practicing the sword technique next to him, and said softly: "Friend Yan, are you going to practice the sword technique tonight as well?"

Yan Jinfan kept changing the sword gestures in his hands, and the sword under his feet trembled slightly, as if responding to him. He responded with a focused look, "Of course, brother Wang, I finally got a basic sword-controlling technique book, so of course I have to practice it well, so that I don't have to go to the Merit Hall of the sect to exchange it. It's killing two birds with one stone." After saying that, he showed a trace of excitement and satisfaction on his face, which was the joy of being immersed in practice. His eyes flashed with a determined light, as if he saw a future in which he would achieve success in sword-controlling techniques.

Wang Lunwo looked at the other party's focused and enthusiastic look, and knew in his heart that he could not persuade him at this moment. He sighed slightly, and his thoughts could not help but drift back to the time when he first practiced. At that time, every small realm improvement could bring him great joy. Even if it was just a little improvement in the perception of the elements, it could make him happy for a long time. That kind of happiness was something he had never experienced on Blue Star. It was a kind of satisfaction from the bottom of his heart, a joy for his own growth, and a desire to pursue a higher realm. In this fairy world, practice is not only about improving strength, but also a challenge and transcendence to oneself. Every breakthrough is like opening a new door, allowing him to see a wider world and more possibilities.

Thinking of this, Wang Lunwo did not plan to continue to persuade Yan Jinfan, but lay on the big rock by himself and began to think about the next step. His eyes gradually became deep, and his brows slightly wrinkled, as if he was thinking about a very difficult matter.

This Su Qingfeng was able to not reveal a single word under the search of elite disciple Liu Feng. It seems that his concealment skills are extraordinary. Wang Lunwo thought to himself. If it is not that his concealment skills are high, then there must be other forces behind him to provide him with help. Of course, it is not ruled out that this person has already fled. No matter which possibility it is, it is not good news for me and Yan Jinfan.

Wang Lunwo's eyes revealed a trace of worry. Su Qingfeng's matter was like a huge rock pressing on his heart. There seemed to be some subtle connection between them and Su Qingfeng, and Su Qingfeng's whereabouts were unknown, making their situation somewhat delicate and uncertain. If Su Qingfeng's hiding method was really so superb, then they wanted to find him, which was undoubtedly like looking for a needle in a haystack. And if there were other forces intervening behind the scenes, things would be even more complicated. They didn't know whether the forces behind them were enemies or friends, nor did they know what their purpose was. In case this force was hostile to them, they might be in danger at any time. Moreover, if Su Qingfeng had already fled far away, then some of their previous efforts might have been in vain, and they might also miss some important clues or opportunities.

Wang Lunwo turned over, changed to a more comfortable position, and continued to think. He tried to find some clues from the known information to solve this mystery. He recalled the bits and pieces of discussion between Su Qingfeng's acquaintances in the Hall of Merit, trying to find some clues from them. What kind of person is Su Qingfeng? Is there anything unusual in his usual behavior? Is it possible that he has had contact with other forces? These questions kept circling in Wang Lunwo's mind.

He remembered that Su Qingfeng was a bit withdrawn, but he was very hardworking in his practice. He always kept to himself and rarely communicated with others. This made it difficult for Wang Lunwo to judge whether he had other social circles or the support of the forces behind him. Moreover, Su Qingfeng seemed to be a little mysterious in obtaining some practice resources. Sometimes, he could take out some things that were difficult for others to get, which made Wang Lunwo feel a little confused. But at that time, he didn't care too much, just thinking that Su Qingfeng was lucky or had his own special channels. Now think about it, these details may hide some unknown secrets.

Wang Lunwo thought of the elite disciple Liu Feng again. Liu Feng had a high status in the sect and was very powerful. Since he couldn't find Su Qingfeng's trace, it meant that Su Qingfeng was either really well hidden or had the help of a master. Liu Feng's search method must not be simple. He had rich experience and strong connections. If even he was helpless, then it would be difficult for them to find Su Qingfeng.

Wang Lunwo's mood became heavier. He knew that they had to find Su Qingfeng as soon as possible, or at least find out his whereabouts and situation. Otherwise, they might be in a passive situation. Moreover, this matter might affect their status and development in the sect. If they could make a difference in this matter, they might be valued and rewarded by the sect. But if they didn't handle it well, it might cause some unnecessary trouble.

While Wang Lunwo was deep in thought, Yan Jinfan was still practicing swordsmanship. His forehead was covered with sweat, but his eyes were still full of passion and persistence. The sword techniques in his hands became more and more proficient, and the sword under his feet gradually became more agile. Under the moonlight, his figure looked particularly resolute.

Yan Jinfan devoted himself to the practice of sword control. He felt the connection between the sword and himself, and tried to integrate his thoughts with the sword. Every time the sword flew into the air, every time he controlled it, he was constantly exploring and trying. He knew that there was no shortcut on the road of cultivation, and only through continuous efforts and practice could he improve his strength. Although he was only practicing the basic sword control now, he believed that as long as he persevered, he would be able to master more advanced swordsmanship one day and become a powerful immortal hero.

His heart was filled with longing for the future. He imagined himself flying on a sword, shuttling between mountains and rivers, doing justice and saving the people. He longed to become a hero admired by everyone, to bring honor to the sect, and to write a glorious chapter for his own path of cultivation. This longing and desire became his driving force for continuous progress, allowing him to maintain a high degree of concentration and enthusiasm in this quiet night.

Time passed unknowingly, and the night was getting deeper and deeper. Wang Lunwo slowly fell asleep in his thoughts, and his breathing became even and calm. Yan Jinfan continued to practice sword-controlling skills beside him, and his figure looked lonely and determined in the moonlight. This mysterious fairy world, shrouded in the night, is full of unknowns and mysteries. The fate of Wang Lunwo and Yan Jinfan also quietly moved forward in this unknown, and what awaited them were unknown challenges and opportunities. How will they walk out of their own path in this fairy journey full of variables? Everything is still unknown...