C38 (2/2)

”Since you have such power, then just think of it as having a name. Why don't you do it?” Ling Yan thought about it for a moment, and looked at the figure that had also followed them to the top of the mountain. He smiled and asked, ”Can I ask you something?” After a while, that person asked, ”What do you want to ask?”

Ling Yan kept his black sword and walked towards that person. As he walked, he asked, ”You mentioned that Hu Qiang was the woman at the Jewelry Store's platform?”

That person was obviously a bit nervous. Seeing Ling Yan walk towards him, his expression immediately became alert. Ling Yan was only halfway through refining his flying sword, yet he was actually able to fly to another place and continue on.

In the world of cultivation, everyone knew that one could stop midway through refining a weapon, and sometimes, when there was a problem, one would put away a weapon that had not yet been successfully refined and focus on other things. Moreover, when refining a weapon, one had to completely focus and complete it in one breath, if it was abandoned halfway, not to mention that all of the true essence that had been injected into the weapon would backfire and cause one's body to be seriously injured, in terms of weapons, perhaps no cultivator would be willing to part with it.

This was not something that cultivators could accept. There were some cultivators who would rather go mad because they were seriously injured than to make a weapon, but often, things went against their wishes. If they were disturbed by something during the refining process, most of the time, the person who made the weapon would become half dead.

Just like how Ling Yan had refined a weapon, he could still maintain a mental connection with the flying sword when he was distracted. After which, he moved to another place to continue. To think that the flying sword that had been successfully refined still possessed such power. That person had clearly seen Ling Yan's casual swinging of his sword, which had cut a large part of a tree several dozens of feet away. He estimated that there were dozens of trees, and he was so scared that even his master would not be able to do what he saw. The Nascent Soul or the Outgoing Stage?

Watching Ling Yan approach him step by step, that person unnaturally took a step back and asked, ”May I know your surname, Ling?”

Ling Yan stopped walking and smiled, ”Aren't you asking for it even though you already know the answer? You're asking despite knowing that my surname is Ling, are you nervous? ”

That person was silent because he was indeed nervous. Hu Qiang was only able to hug his younger brother for a short moment before he was able to beat her to death.

”You're looking for me for that Hu woman. You want to seek justice for her?” Ling Yan asked again.

That person was a young man of about thirty years of age. He had a rather handsome face, but his expression was uncertain. After hesitating for a while, he said, ”Everything in this world has to be said about reason. Your cultivation is high, but you can't not be unreasonable.”

”When did I become unreasonable? I can see that you've never told me the reason why you didn't do anything, and yet you've come to say that I'm being unreasonable. It's a bit strange! ” Ling Yan knew that this person came to find him for the matter with Hu Qiang. However, the difference between this person's current submissiveness and his initial arrogance was quite large. Ling Yan found it somewhat amusing and couldn't help but say something to him.

”By the way, you haven't told me your name yet!”

”My name is Bu Haoqi.”

”It's not easy to get up?” Ling Yan chuckled. ”Your parents must have had a really bad time giving you this name. That's why they gave you such a name, right?” ”Hahaha!” Ever since Ling Yan started cultivating, he had never met a cultivator other than his father. Now that he finally met a fellow cultivator, even though he clearly knew that he was here to cause trouble for him, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.