Chapter 200: Separating Soon!

Chen Chiran didn’t say any more nonsense.

He held the sword with both hands and silently chanted the cloud mist sword technique in his heart. Then, he directly slashed at Jiang Ping.

An invisible but perceptive sword intent filled the space between heaven and earth.

Suddenly this space was like a turbulent river and the sea. A heatwave came.

The clouds in the sky gathered above Chen Chiran’s head.

Jiang Ping smiled faintly.

He gently raised his sword.

He gently made a horizontal movement in Chen Chiran’s direction.

A sword intent that was even more intimidating than Chen Chiran’s suddenly burst forth from the tip of his sword.

This caused the aura of the world that had been activated by Chen Chiran to stop churning. Instead, it became as quiet as a puppy that was prostrating under its feet.

For some reason, Jiang Ping subconsciously read out the words on the first page of Sword Beheading a True Immortal.

“When the sword strikes, Yin and Yang reverse, and the universe falls. Standing in front of all living things, undefeated by Heaven and Earth!”

Chen Chiran watched as the sword intent attacked him.

An expression of disbelief and terror appeared on his face.

How could this be!

It was just a light movement, but it had directly suppressed his aura.

Jiang Ping looked at Chen Chiran’s terrified expression.

He already knew the outcome. He put away the Sun Moon Yin-Yang Sword and turned around to fly back to Xianlai Island.

The result was obvious. Chen Chiran was hit by that strange sword intent.

His entire body was jolted down to the ground.

He still had half of his life left, but his cultivation had been cut in half.

If it was just a simple defeat, it would have been fine. If his cultivation had fallen, he could have trained back.

But he had lost the sword.

His entire sword heart had been shattered, and his state of mind had been damaged even more severely than Wen Quanyong’s.

It would be difficult for him to return to the heaven ascension realm in this lifetime.

This farce ended here.

In the end, it was Wen Lin who brought his father-in-law back to Nanwu City, but nobody knew what happened in the end.

After four days, Jiang Ping and the others boarded the ferry.

This ferry was the roc’s incarnation, soaring in the sky.

When the little ones boarded the ferry, everyone was dancing with excitement.

They secretly felt that they had made the right choice by agreeing to Jiang Ping’s house moving.

Otherwise, how could they have seen all this!

After ten days of sailing, the ferry prepared to dock the next day for the first time.

That night, the old Taoist priest knocked on Jiang Ping’s door.

“My fellow friend, the ferry will dock tomorrow, and we will disembark.”

Jiang Ping was a bit surprised.

“So soon? I thought you were following us to Fengdu City!”

Zhao Tianqian shook his head.

“If it weren’t for the fact that there were some matters to be dealt with in the Taoist temple, I would have followed you to Fengdu City and then turned back.”

“It would be good for Xiangjiang to travel more.”

Jiang Ping couldn’t force him. After exchanging a few more pleasantries with Zhao Tianqian, the old Taoist priest left the room.

After the old Taoist priest left, Jiang Ping sighed and stood up to go to the three little girls’ room.

It was necessary to tell Wan’er about this matter.

Although Jiang Ping knew that Wan’er would be very sad when he said it, he pushed open the door and explained the general situation.

Wan’er immediately jumped out of bed after hearing it. She didn’t even put on her shoes and directly rushed out of the door.

Jiang Ping had no choice but to tell Yan’er and Liu’er to sleep well, and then he followed Wan’er himself.

The little girl knocked hard on He Xiangjiang’s door.

After He Xiangjiang opened the door, the little girl directly grabbed his collar and asked.

“Young Taoist priest, are you going to get off the ferry!”

“Are you not going to Fengdu City with us?”

It was obvious that He Xiangjiang was also a little dispirited.

He nodded.

“Yes, we won’t be able to go with you tomorrow.”

Wan’er shouted at He Xiangjiang in confusion.

“Why!”

When Jiang Ping arrived, he saw Wan’er was about to cry, so he quickly went up and squatted beside her.

“Wan’er, you will be fine. Daddy will take you to visit the young Taoist priest and the Old Senior often in the future, okay?”

He Xiangjiang was also more sensible and echoed from the side.

“Yes, we can also come and visit you often…”

This prevented Wan’er from crying out loud immediately.

The little girl lowered her head and said with a trembling voice.

“Young Taoist priest, walk with me.”

He Xiangjiang readily agreed.

Then the two of them walked in front while Jiang Ping followed behind them, always twenty steps away from them.

Wan’er picked a relatively clean spot and sat down.

He Xiangjiang also sat down next to her.

The two of them raised their heads and looked at the night scene in the sky.

Because the ferry was sailing in the sky, the night scene here could not be seen anywhere else.

Wan’er spoke slowly.

“Young Taoist priest, are we still good friends in the future?”

He Xiangjiang nodded his head firmly.

“Not only in the future, if you don’t hit my head so much, but I will also still be friends with you in my next life.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the young Taoist priest received another slap on his head.

Wan’er looked at her own palm and felt that it was not enough, so she raised her hand to He Xiangjiang’s head again.

The crisp sounds of slapping rang out continuously, and she did not know how many times she had slapped him.

“Aiyo!”

“Enough, Wan’er. If you hit me again, I’ll faint!”

At this moment, Wan’er retracted her hand and said calmly.

“I’m afraid that I won’t have the chance in the future. I’ll hit your head more!”

He Xiangjiang was speechless. He could not figure out the girl beside him at all.

“Wan’er.”

“Hmm?”

“I’ll give you two things.”

He Xiangjiang took out two things from his pocket. They were the things that Jiang Ping had paid for him on Xianlai Island.

A writing brush and two paperweights.

“Here you go!”

“You can practice writing with them in the future!”

Wan’er rolled her eyes at He Xiangjiang.

“What do you mean!”

“My writing is very ugly, isn’t it?”

He Xiangjiang said no a few times. He quietly moved his body to the other side.

“How can that be? I just think that you should be able to write better.”

Only then did Wan’er withdraw her raised hand.

“That’s more like it.”

Then Wan’er seemed to remember something and immediately stood up and ran towards Jiang Ping who was behind her.

He Xiangjiang was confused. He watched as the little girl ran over and ran back to sit down.

What was different was that Wan’er now had a package in her hand.

Wan’er handed the parcel to He Xiangjiang and said.

“This is a piece of cloth. Take it back and tailor a Taoist robe with this. Don’t wear rags like a beggar.”

After saying that, she stared at the patches on He Xiangjiang’s clothes and pointed at them.

Wan’er had bought this piece of cloth in Shiyan Town, and it had been kept with Jiang Ping ever since…

He Xiangjiang hesitated for a moment and finally took the cloth.

Then Wan’er took out the hairpin she bought on Xianlai Island from her purse and handed it to the young Taoist priest.

The young Taoist priest quickly waved his hand and refused, saying that it was too expensive.

In the end, the little girl forced it into his hand.

After exchanging gifts, the two of them just sat there and watched the night scene.

They chatted from time to time. It didn’t matter who spoke first or what they talked about. As long as the other party started talking, the two of them would never get tired of it.

Jiang Ping watched from behind and felt a wave of jealousy.

The old Taoist priest quietly appeared behind Jiang Ping. He raised his hand and tucked his hair behind his ear. With one hand behind his back, he muttered.

“Just like a whale will swim to the sea, he will move toward the river.”

At first, Jiang Ping didn’t understand. It wasn’t until one day when Jiang Ping suddenly remembered that he regretted not beating up the old Taoist priest at that time.

He Xiangjiang, Jiang Wan…

Those words clearly meant that he would end up with his daughter!