Chapter 220

Night slowly descended, and the entire Dengfeng Island was draped in a layer of black veil.

The others also looked toward that building, revealing expressions of curiosity.

Although the strange anomalies of this world had mysteriously vanished, and the Ghost on Dengfeng Island was nowhere to be seen.

But after all, a terrifying existence had once been here.

The residual Ghost Qi, perhaps not much, could only be adapted to and survived by Transcendents of the Third Tier or higher.

"Should we go and warn that Transcendent?" Qian Miaomiao reminded from the side.

After all, there was still a Demon King hunting them from behind.

The Demon King wouldn't be able to catch up for a while, but if he arrived here after some time and discovered such an obvious building, he might take action, harming the innocent.

A look of mockery flashed deep in Gu Wu's eyes, and a sunshine-like smile appeared on his face: "We Dawn Bringers take saving the common people as our own duty; such a small matter must naturally be done. However, we must be careful not to expose ourselves."

The young man chewing on a dogtail grass stretched and glanced sideways at Gu Wu: "Quite a sense of morality."

Zhu Yan nodded: "We really should warn that person."

"You all go first, I will go and warn them," Qian Miaomiao said.

"Alright," Lan Xue replied, "Go quickly and return quickly."

Qian Miaomiao had already obtained her Heaven Severing Artifact, and her ability to conceal her aura and escape was top-tier.

What's more, this was the ocean, which was very suitable for Qian Miaomiao to utilize her strengths.

The others left quickly, and Qian Miaomiao also flew toward the front.

At this moment, Qian Miaomiao had long since shed her initial greenness, becoming increasingly bright and moving.

As a Dawn Bringer, her strength had also grown extremely fast, already reaching the Sixth Tier.

With the help of the Heaven Severing Artifact, she did not fear even ordinary Seventh-Order Transcendents.

This kind of strength, placed in Jing Country, could already be considered a top-tier powerhouse.

Among the students of the same year at Dark Light Academy, she could be considered the undisputed number one.

Even for Dangkang, who had recently become famous at the Dark Light Academy, in terms of strength, he was far inferior to Qian Miaomiao.

However, even so, Qian Miaomiao still maintained her vigilance.

The appearance of a building on Dengfeng Island was truly strange; it was better to be careful.

But when she approached the building and saw that somewhat familiar side profile, Qian Miaomiao's heart skipped a beat, and the world seemed to go quiet.

She paused for a moment and was silent for a few breaths.

"Feng Yan?"

Qian Miaomiao arrived carrying the slow moonlight, and the sand seemed to diffuse gently; she landed in the courtyard and looked at Feng Yan.

"Why are you here?"

Over these years, she had secretly returned to the Dark Light Academy a few times.

She had also inquired about news of Feng Yan.

However, Feng Yan had long ago requested a twenty-year leave from the Dean to travel far away.

Every time she returned to the Dark Light Academy, the news she received was that Feng Yan had not returned.

The Dark Light Academy also did not know Feng Yan's whereabouts.

The Ancient Method that Feng Yan practiced was an incredibly arduous path.

Qian Miaomiao had also worried for this close friend.

However, even as a Dawn Bringer, her own path was also very difficult.

She had not expected to see her childhood friend again here.

Lin Chao looked at Qian Miaomiao, a long-lost smile appearing on his face: "Miaomiao, long time no see."

Indeed, the two had not seen each other for a long time.

The last time they met was twenty years ago.

At that time, Qian Miaomiao said she was going on a long journey, and Lin Chao even said, don't die out there.

Who would have thought that meeting again would be under these circumstances.

"The teacher said you went out to travel.

As it turns out, you haven't returned to the Academy for over twenty years.

The teachers in the Academy probably all think you died out there," Qian Miaomiao said with a smile, staring at Feng Yan's face the whole time.

After twenty years, Feng Yan was still the same as before.

The expression on his face had not changed at all; it remained calm and indifferent to favor or humiliation.

It was she who had gained some weathering on her face.

"No," Lin Chao's heart was like still water, "I walked through the entirety of Jing Country, and having gained some insight, I settled down here to seek a breakthrough in my realm."

After obtaining all the God Positions, Lin Chao settled down on Dengfeng Island.

On one hand, it was to see the butterfly birds at all times; on the other hand, it was to break through his realm.

"Breakthroughs in the Ancient Method are indeed very difficult," Qian Miaomiao let out a sigh, but she immediately raised her head again, her eyes full of encouragement, "Feng Yan, I believe in your talent; you will definitely be able to forge a path for the Ancient Method and become the number one person of the Ancient Method!"

"Why did you come here?" Lin Chao asked again.

He casually poured a cup of tea for Qian Miaomiao.

Qian Miaomiao thought for a moment and sat down.

It was true that the Demon King was hunting them.

However, with their methods, it would take the Demon King three or four days to find this place.

She had enough time to reminisce about old times with a friend from the past.

"I..." After hesitating for a moment, Qian Miaomiao began, "Recently, my friends and I obtained a secret treasure, and as a result, we were targeted by some of the Demon Race and Monster Race, and they have been chasing me."

"On Dengfeng Island, there is a safe place; we are preparing to take temporary refuge there."

Qian Miaomiao did not fully disclose everything to Lin Chao.

In her view, Feng Yan's talent was indeed very strong.

However, he was still too young.

This kind of matter was something he simply could not get involved in.

What's more, Feng Yan was cultivating the most difficult Ancient Method.

Naturally, she would not speak of her difficulties to her friend.

"However, those demons will arrive here in a day or two, and it might implicate the innocent.

I came here to warn the owner of this place to leave Dengfeng Island temporarily.

I didn't expect to run into you here."

Qian Miaomiao picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp; she looked at Feng Yan again, her eyes holding an inexplicable emotion.

"So that's how it is." Lin Chao nodded.

He did not care.

"Feng Yan, when are you returning to the Academy?" Qian Miaomiao asked.

"Perhaps... after my business is finished, I will return to the Academy."

"Is that so?" Qian Miaomiao withdrew her gaze.

Naturally, she could see that Feng Yan also had his own things to do.

Just like her, she also had her mission as a Dawn Bringer.

"When I'm done with my business, I'll also return to Dark Light Academy; don't let it be that you still haven't returned by then." Qian Miaomiao tilted her head back, the moonlight spilling onto her snow-white neck, making her appear even more bright and moving.

"Let's see... it's up to fate." Lin Chao smiled.

Of course, he had never believed in fate.

"Mm." The two sat on chairs, drinking tea and chatting about some things.

"Thank you..."

From the radio, a peculiar sound came through.

Qian Miaomiao was slightly stunned: "This radio of yours is quite unique; it looks a bit like a monster from before.

However, the monsters in the world have all inexplicably disappeared.

Originally, a monster butterfly would appear in the Duodao Sea.

But these monster butterflies have also ultimately disappeared.

I don't know what kind of change occurred, and whether it is good or bad for our Jing Country."

"Are you interested in this radio? How about I give it to you?" Lin Chao said casually, "You have treated me to meals so many times, and I have yet to give you a gift."

"You still remember that I treated you to meals!" Qian Miaomiao raised an eyebrow, looking a bit angry, "This radio of yours looks tattered and isn't worth much money.

I'll reluctantly accept it."

She picked up the radio.

She thought to herself that this should be the first gift Feng Yan had ever given her.

This guy Feng Yan, really, giving a girl a broken radio.

However, Qian Miaomiao hugged the radio, feeling sweet inside, as if she had just tasted a bit of sugar.

The two drank tea and sat chatting for over an hour.

It had nothing to do with romance or major national affairs; it was all trivial, petty matters.

It was mostly Qian Miaomiao chatting, while Lin Chao listened.

Qian Miaomiao stood up, a free-spirited smile on her face: "Feng Yan, I am leaving."

"Have a safe journey." Lin Chao said.

This time, he did not say those kinds of ominous words.

"Remember to leave here today, leave the Duodao Sea, you must remember!" Qian Miaomiao reminded him again, "The strength of the demons is very great; even if the headmaster of Dark Light Academy appeared, they would be unable to stop them."

"Don't worry." A gentle smile was on Lin Chao's face, "How about I help you take care of those demons?"

Qian Miaomiao smiled and did not take it seriously: "Okay."

Even if one were a reincarnation of a god, it would be impossible to Slay a Demon King or a Demon King at this age.

She turned and headed toward the depths of Dengfeng Island.

Just a few breaths later, Qian Miaomiao stopped her steps again, turned around, and looked at Feng Yan.

She took a deep breath, and all the impulses and thoughts in her heart turned into one sentence: "Feng Yan, you must live well!"

"Okay." Lin Chao smiled gently.

In the dilapidated radio, the monotonous and dry sound continued to play on repeat.

"Thank you..."

Qian Miaomiao held the radio and did not look back again; her graceful figure disappeared into the moonlight.

Lin Chao continued to sit on the chair, still able to smell the faint scent of the woman.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of the woman named Wendi from when he was the Martial Emperor Qi Lin.

There are too many beautiful things in the world.

Some see a flower as beautiful and want to pick it and keep it at home, but the flower withers as a result.

If left to bloom, it only has a few years of brilliant time.

Time itself has no intent, yet it is the most hurtful thing.

(End of this chapter)