Just as the tension reached a boiling point, another flying boat appeared in the sky.
Seven figures descended from it—six men and one woman.
When Lin Yun caught sight of the woman among them, his eyes widened in shock, and a storm of emotions surged within him!
“Yu… Yuying!”
Lin Yun stood frozen for a moment before managing to utter those two words!
“I… I’m not seeing things, am I?”
Lin Yun rubbed his eyes hard, confirming he wasn’t mistaken.
How could he not be stunned to suddenly encounter Yuying here?
At that moment, Yuying also spotted Lin Yun!
“Brother… Brother Yun!”
Yuying hurriedly descended from the sky, landing in front of Lin Yun.
“Brother Yun, is it… is it really you?!” Yuying looked at him, a mix of shock and joy in her voice.
When she first saw Lin Yun, she, too, couldn’t believe her eyes, thinking it might be a trick of the mind.
But after confirming it again and again, she knew she wasn’t imagining things!
“Yuying, it’s really me. This is the gift you gave me.”
As he spoke, Lin Yun took out the handkerchief Yuying had once given him.
Seeing the handkerchief, no matter how shocked they were, it was enough to confirm each other’s identity.
“Brother Yun, Yuying has finally found you…”
Unable to hold back her emotions, Yuying rushed into Lin Yun’s arms, tears streaming down her face.
Back when they parted, neither had dared to hope they’d meet again.
At that moment, Lin Yun had a thousand questions swirling in his mind. Where had she gone after leaving? How did she end up here?
“Little Ying, the scars on your face—why are they still there?”
Lin Yun reached out, gently touching the scars on Yuying’s face.
Back then, Yuying had disfigured herself with her own hands.
Though the scars had faded significantly, traces remained.
Lin Yun knew that, as a cultivator, repairing such scars should be easy.
The fact that Yuying hadn’t done so could only mean she’d chosen not to.
“Brother Yun, I once said that my beauty would only bloom for you!” Yuying said with a radiant, city-toppling smile.
As she finished speaking, the few remaining scars on her face vanished at an astonishing speed, visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, they were gone without a trace, revealing her flawless, breathtaking beauty before Lin Yun.
With her current strength, erasing a few scars was effortless!
She was as stunningly beautiful as ever, like a celestial fairy.
“What a breathtakingly beautiful woman!”
The Mu Clan members nearby were struck by Yuying’s appearance, murmuring in awe.
With scars, her beauty had been partially concealed.
Now, fully restored, it was perfection itself—so striking it left them speechless.
“Little Ying, Liu Chuan, who harmed you, and the entire Liu family—they’ve all been wiped out by me. I’ve avenged you,” Lin Yun said with a smile.
“Thank you, Brother Yun. It’s been so long since we parted, and I have so much I want to say to you,” Yuying replied, her lovely face beaming with a smile.
Lin Yun, too, had countless questions and things he wanted to know.
“Little Ying, what are you doing?!” A cold voice suddenly interrupted.
Lin Yun looked up to see one of the seven who’d arrived with Yuying—a man.
This man was elegant and refined, a classic handsome figure straight out of ancient tales.
He strode forward, his face dark with displeasure. “Little Ying, what’s going on? Who is he? You’re a woman of the Tianqiong Clan—how can you just throw yourself into an outsider’s arms?”
“The Tianqiong Clan?” Lin Yun was taken aback.
How had Little Ying become part of this Tianqiong Clan? What had she gone through since they last parted?
“Cousin, he’s not an outsider—he’s family!” Yuying said earnestly.
“Family? Hah, ridiculous. The Tianqiong Clan are your family. How could an outsider be your kin?” The handsome man was clearly displeased.
An elderly man from the Tianqiong Clan group also approached Yuying.
“Miss Ying’er, you hold a significant position in our Tianqiong Clan now. This behaviour is indeed somewhat inappropriate,” the old man said.
“If you can’t accept it, I can leave the Tianqiong Clan!” Yuying declared, her pretty face set with resolve.
“This…” The old man was left speechless.
The handsome man’s face turned green with anger. “Little Ying, you’d abandon the Tianqiong Clan for this man?”
Yuying didn’t respond to them, instead turning back to Lin Yun.
“Brother Yun, when I arrived just now, I saw you clashing with that group over there. What’s going on? Do you have a grudge with them?” Yuying asked, glancing at the Mu Clan.
“They’re from the Mu Clan of the Huoyun Empire. I don’t have any past enmity with them, but they’re trying to intimidate me into leaving,” Lin Yun explained.
“Brother Yun, you used to protect me—now it’s my turn to protect you!” Yuying said with determination.
She then turned to face the Mu Clan group. “I am the Holy Maiden of the Tianqiong Clan from the Tianqian Empire. If you want to drive Brother Yun away, you’ll have to get through me first!”
“You… you insolent wench, what arrogance!” The hawk-nosed man from the Mu Clan flared with anger.
“Young Master, I’ve heard of the Tianqiong Clan—they’re not to be trifled with. Besides, the ruins haven’t opened yet, so it’s best to avoid conflict for now,” the white-haired elder from the Mu Clan said, holding the hawk-nosed man back.
Hearing this, the hawk-nosed man relented for the moment.
He glared at Lin Yun and spat viciously, “Kid, all you can do is hide behind a woman and leech off her—pathetic trash!”
“And aren’t you relying on your clan? If it were a one-on-one fight, I doubt you’d be my match,” Lin Yun retorted with a cold smile.
“Me, afraid of you? If you’ve got the guts, come try me—show your realm!” the hawk-nosed man said arrogantly.
Lin Yun didn’t waste words, directly releasing the aura of his first-turn Tribulation Realm cultivation.
“Brother Yun’s progress is incredible! He’s already at the first-turn Tribulation Realm!” Yuying gasped, covering her mouth in amazement.
Though her own strength now surpassed the first-turn Tribulation Realm, it was because she’d taken a shortcut by inheriting the Tianqiong Clan’s Holy Maiden legacy.
Sensing Lin Yun’s realm, the hawk-nosed man from the Mu Clan sneered. “So, just a first-turn Tribulation Realm? With that level of strength, you dare come to the Endless Sea to vie for the Great Kun Clan’s treasure? You think you’re worthy?”
With that, he unleashed his own aura—a third-turn Tribulation Realm cultivation.
“Kid, you said no relying on women, just a fair fight! Come on, let’s see how I crush you!” the hawk-nosed man taunted with smug confidence.
He was two full realms ahead of Lin Yun and had trained in the Mu Clan’s top-tier secret techniques.
That was the source of his assurance!
