"Ling’Er, wait for me! In this deep mountain and old forest, can you bear to leave me behind—"
Not long after, when she saw the familiar mountain gate, Luo Lingling’s face finally showed a happy smile.
After four years, I’m finally back!
How are Sanhu and Xiao Qing doing now?
And Old Mo, has he bullied them over the years that I’ve been away?
"Halt!" The disciples of the Taiqing Sect guarding the barrier immediately surrounded her.
Luo Lingling just smiled and then bowed towards the barrier.
"Elder Wuzhu, just a few years and you’ve already forgotten me!"
As her voice fell, the barrier started to ripple, and an elderly man with white hair stepped out of the void.
Upon closer inspection, Elder Wuzhu suddenly stroked his beard and laughed heartily.
"Well, look who it is, it’s the little rascal from Little Spirit Peak, Luo! Every time I see you, you’re dressed differently. What beggar did you steal these clothes from this time?" Wuzhu asked.
Luo Lingling smiled and said, "You guessed right, these clothes are indeed from a beggar, but I traded three steamed buns for them."
"You, you! This cautious nature, I don’t know who taught you. You’re the complete opposite of your senior brother Ghost Mastiff!"
Although Wuzhu spoke this way, he was shocked to find that he couldn’t see through Luo Lingling’s cultivation at all.
He, as the elder guarding the barrier, had Great Perfection in the Nascent Soul Realm.
My goodness, could this girl have reached Divinity Transformation?
Luo Lingling said nothing more and took out her Identity Token and threw it into the barrier to prove she wasn’t an impostor.
Elder Wuzhu couldn’t help but laugh.
Do you think we’re as cautious as you? This is too much.
"Stop dawdling, hurry in. If your master knows you’re back..."
Wuzhu was laughing when his expression suddenly changed.
He suddenly remembered how much Luo loved her junior brother. Sometimes when Peak Master Mo disciplined him, this girl would take up her sword and fight him head-on, even chasing and beating him.
Mo Xingjian didn’t dare say a word, only running away with a sheepish smile, at most hiding on the side being stubborn to save face.
He seemed to have heard someone say that this girl Luo was actually Mo Xingjian’s daughter but took her mother’s surname.
When Mo Xingjian brought her back, she was already five years old, causing chaos in Little Spirit Peak, and Mo Xingjian dared not manage her, even had to smile and amuse her, making the senior disciple Ghost Mastiff jealous for a long time.
And to this day, she hasn’t called him master even once, always calling him Old Mo, followed by the younger disciple Yan Xiaohu, who foolishly copied her, getting beaten terribly.
Tell me, in all history, how many have treated their master like a grandson?
Now she has been away for four years, and the youngest, Zhou Qing, has had his Golden Core dug out by someone. With her protective nature, Little Spirit Peak is likely to be lively.
Soon, the token was verified, and a door opened in the barrier.
Luo Lingling immediately retrieved her token and then turned to look behind, with a face full of helplessness said, "Elder Wuzhu, there’s an extremely annoying person following me, don’t let him into our Taiqing Sect."
After saying that, she bowed and hurried into the mountain gate.
Elder Wuzhu showed a puzzled expression, but soon he saw the person Luo Lingling was talking about.
He saw a person leaning on a wooden stick, panting heavily, looking as if he’d gone through a difficult journey.
Soon after, he stopped excitedly, looking up at the glowing mountain gate barrier, his eyes flashing with complex emotions.
"Finally, she arrived home. It’s terrifying, she actually walked back all the way, even more tenacious than me. I admire myself, it’s been many years since I walked . If I continue, my legs will be wasted!"
The man was so excited that he knelt down, covering his face with his hands, and cried.
Not long after, he suddenly threw the stick aside, opened his arms as if freed, and laughed heartily.
His crying and laughing made the surrounding disciples bewildered and confused.