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Chapter 133 Cave
In the dimly lit dungeon, Shen Qinghe stood in front of a window less than a foot wide, her eyes filled with resentment.
He strained his ears to listen carefully, and as Chen An and his group's footsteps drew closer, he felt quite displeased.
Once everyone was standing outside the door, he used a spell to lock the cell door and looked up at the setting sun outside.
Bang bang bang.
The knocking was very rhythmic. Xuan Qingyuan said softly, "Qinghe, come out quickly."
Shen Qinghe glanced at the wooden door, then turned his head away without saying a word.
Xuan Qingyuan patted Chen An, signaling her to coax Shen Qinghe, lest this young master really lock himself up for the rest of his life.
"No." Chen An turned around and looked at his surroundings. "If he doesn't want to come out, let him stay here for the rest of his life. Anyway, I don't want him to join the Yihe Sect."
Shen Qinghe's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, her heart burning with rage. She rushed to the door, kicked it open, and shouted at Chen An, "What did you say! Why won't you let me join? What am I lacking?"
Chen An pointed at Shen Qinghe with his index finger and said to Xuan Qingyuan, "She's out."
Seeing the faint smile on Chen An's lips, Shen Qinghe realized she had been tricked.
"Aaaaaah, I can't take it anymore! I'm already here, it doesn't matter if you want me or not, just kick me out if you dare."
Chen An stared at Shen Qinghe with a mischievous grin, then nodded solemnly: "That makes sense. Then turn around."
Shen Qinghe was so angry he laughed. When he grinned, his eyes were filled with anger, and he looked a little scary, but he did nothing and walked away on his own.
Chen An watched his retreating figure disappear into the distance, then set off and left through another exit.
Xuan Qingyuan and the others stood there, having assumed that Chen An had already decided to accept Shen Qinghe, but unexpectedly...
After leaving the dungeon, Shen Qinghe wandered around the Yihe Sect. He went to many places and met many cultivators within the sect, but his eyes showed some disappointment.
The Yihe Sect has a large building area and a large number of people, but the talents of these disciples are really not high.
Although when various forces take on disciples, they generally will not refuse as long as the disciple can cultivate immortality.
After all, there are also many powerful individuals who, despite not having high talent at the beginning, gradually broke through through various opportunities and became giant trees standing tall on the Immortal Cultivation Continent.
However, it seems that none of the disciples of Yihe Sect have any talent or any special opportunities.
Chen An's acceptance of disciples is like providing these ordinary people, who would otherwise have no chance, with an opportunity to grow.
Shen Qinghe didn't understand the point of doing this, but he felt that Chen An must be a good person to be able to do these things.
After traversing the four cardinal directions, he found a steep and precipitous mountain.
This mountain is full of spiritual energy; if it weren't for the difficulty of traveling there, it would probably have been occupied long ago.
He lives alone, doesn't take on disciples, and doesn't have children. Besides, he's only at the Two Elements Realm, so it's very convenient for him to move around. If you're willing, living here is indeed a good choice.
The mountain was formed by several huge rocks piled up, and it looked just like a crouching gecko. Shen Qinghe used his sword to hollow out the gecko's body and built a simple cave.
The newly built cave was rather cold and damp, and crawling insects were everywhere.
He gathered about a hundred catties of dried grass and wood, lit them with his fire control technique, and then summoned a gust of wind to blow away the ashes.
After the cave took shape, Shen Qinghe took out her usual furniture from her storage ring and built a comfortable room in less than a quarter of an hour.
Looking at the empty house where he was all alone, he felt a pang of sadness.
When Shen Qinghe was still living in the Shen family mansion, even if he cooked a bad dinner, people would praise him. Now that he has built a house all by himself, and it is so beautiful, comfortable and nice, no one praises him anymore.
Staying in his room, he felt increasingly distressed, so he went outside and sat on the gecko's head in the moonlight.
"Qinghe." Xuan Qingyuan landed beside him, placed his hand on his shoulder, and greeted him softly.
Shen Qinghe turned to look at this kind older brother, wanting to immediately pour out her troubles, but she held back and simply replied, "Senior brother, you've come."
Xuan Qingyuan nodded, smiled, and patted his head. "I should be one of the earliest disciples in our generation to join the Zhaoning Sect."
Shen Qinghe didn't know what he was going to say, so she turned to stare at Xuan Qingyuan and replied, "When I entered the sect, you were already the respected Senior Brother Qingyuan."
"Don't flatter me." Xuan Qingyuan took his hand down and placed it on his knee. "I remember that less than three years after I joined the sect, I started taking on my junior brothers and sisters. They were all very cute back then."
“You and Minglang are about the same age and have similar personalities. You are both proud and opinionated, and once you've made up your mind, no one can change it.”
Shen Qinghe roughly understood the gist of it and frowned as she replied, "Senior brother, if you're here to persuade me to leave, then there's no need to say anything more."
Xuan Qingyuan smiled and continued, "See? He's both arrogant and opinionated."
Shen Qinghe called out reproachfully, "Senior Brother."
“Qinghe, your staying here is a huge threat to Chen’an. It’s not that you’re bad, but you need to know that your parents are very powerful, and your family is very powerful.” Xuan Qingyuan patted his back, jumped off the lizard’s head, and turned to go to Shen Qinghe’s newly built house.
A cold wind swept over him, and Shen Qinghe couldn't help but shiver. He knew all this all too well, but he didn't want to live a cowardly life.
His parents protected him very well when he was young, and later his master protected him very well.
But he didn't want people to always say that he was someone's son or someone's disciple when they talked about him.
He wanted people to call him Shen Qinghe.
She flipped off the lizard head and went inside.
"This place is quite nice." Xuan Qingyuan was sitting at the table, carefully examining the layout of the room.
The space, less than 20 square meters, was filled with things. The furniture was arranged in a reasonable and orderly manner. The silk on the bed was large and soft, and the toiletries were also neatly arranged.
Shen Qinghe stared at Xuan Qingyuan's appreciative gaze, a warm feeling rising in his heart. He raised his head and said, "Of course, look who made this place."
"Here, take this." Xuan Qingyuan took out a bag of array stones and handed it to Shen Qinghe with a smile, instructing her, "Think carefully about what I just said."
Shen Qinghe took the bag with both hands and said in a muffled voice, "You're leaving already?"
"Yes, Chen An has prepared a room for me."
Seeing that Shen Qinghe's expression had grown even colder, Xuan Qingyuan didn't say anything more and turned to walk towards the cave exit.
Shen Qinghe knew that Xuan Qingyuan had deliberately said those words to him. Even such a gentle person was forcing him to leave. He didn't know whether he should continue to stay here.
The night wind was chilly, and Chen An sat alone at the doorway, staring blankly at the waning moon.
In the last battle, she suffered greatly. Her physical injuries could be healed with just one pill, but the pain in her heart was hard to soothe.
Even though she had avenged her master, that shadow still lingered over her.
She wasn't originally a character in the book; she stumbled into it by accident, and ended up dragging others into it—that was truly inappropriate.