Fantasy: I Can Control the Script of My Life

Shen Miaokong nodded. "What, do you have an opinion on the matter? Didn't you just say it yourself? Whoever has the bigger fist has the final say. Or, perhaps, you'd like to have a go with me."

Seeing Shen Miaokong's completely serious expression, Prince Zuo Cheng thought for a moment, then gave up. He glared venomously at Lin Yun and said, "Senior Shen can protect you for a time, but not for a lifetime. We're leaving!"

With that, his retinue turned and departed in a grand flourish.

In the end, Prince Zuo Cheng's party left in disgrace. Regardless of their previous thoughts, the one with the real authority here was Shen Miaokong.

Hong Xiu, realizing the gravity of the situation, had wanted to pull Xu Qijian aside to say a few more words. No matter what, the Daye Dynasty could not simply stand by and watch this time. However, Xu Qijian's attitude was exceptionally firm. At a time like this, what was the point in talking? Shen Miaokong had handled everything all by himself. If he didn't want to bring trouble upon himself, the best choice now was to obediently scram.

"Today's events can only end like this," Xu Qijian said, shooting an annoyed look at Hong Xiu. "So what if I stay here? Do you think I am a match for Senior Shen?"

He then gave a brief nod to Shen Miaokong and left without a backward glance.

Lin Yun, however, noticed that as the man was leaving, he had shot a look in his direction.

Although he had successfully rescued Bai Zhuqing and killed Gu Xiande, he had also made too many enemies in the process. The Flowing Cloud Sect would surely suffer devastating losses from this battle, and it was likely they would not be able to thrive again for a very long time.

Just then, Shen Miaokong beckoned. Lin Yun walked to his side.

"Ancestor."

Shen Miaokong patted his shoulder. "You're a sensible boy. Our Beast Taming Sect will not take your contributions for free this time."

Lin Yun just shook his head with a sincere smile. "Ancestor, you are too kind. I have caused such a great disaster this time and brought no small amount of trouble to the sect. Donating a little something is of no consequence."

He said this because he truly had brought a lot of trouble to the Beast Taming Sect. At the same time, he still had a large amount of Liyang Divine Iron in his possession. He had already offended various major powers. For now, with Shen Miaokong watching over him, they naturally wouldn't dare to act rashly. But Lin Yun could never guarantee that he would always be under such safe protection.

Seeing Lin Yun's honest and simple appearance, Shen Miaokong smiled happily. But after a moment, his expression grew serious.

"You have certainly made a great name for yourself this time. In the future, you will have a place in the Beast Taming Sect. But you must know, as long as you are within the sect's borders, this old man can guarantee your safety. But if you leave, then it will all depend on your own fortune."

Shen Miaokong was not joking when he said this. Lin Yun's talent was remarkable, but with so many people now watching his every move, no one knew what might happen.

"I know you are a person who cannot sit still. So, if you wish to go down the mountain in the future, the best way is to first make yourself stronger."

Lin Yun was taken aback. Is the Ancestor planning to give me special training?

But the thought had barely crossed his mind when Deng Pengzu stepped in front of him.

"Senior Shen. The inheritance this boy carries is no small matter. The affair with the Flowing Cloud Sect was truly an accident, but please, allow me to be the one to train him!"

Lin Yun never expected Deng Pengzu to be so bold. The man standing before them was the ancestor of the Beast Taming Sect. Just a short while ago, this very man had driven away two great figures. He didn't think Deng Pengzu would be so reckless.

Shen Miaokong frowned, his gaze falling upon Deng Pengzu. He let out a soft "hmm."

"Since you have put it that way, this old man will give you this opportunity."

Even Lin Yun had thought that Shen Miaokong would absolutely refuse. The outcome was truly unexpected.

Just as Lin Yun was about to say a few more words to the two seniors, he suddenly felt a strange power envelop him. Then, right before Shen Miaokong and Deng Pengzu's eyes, Lin Yun's figure gradually faded away.

In that instant, only the Chongqing Bird and Xiao Bai seemed to sense it in time, and they vanished along with Lin Yun.

The others could only look at each other in dismay. A living person had just vanished into thin air.

"Who?" Deng Pengzu's expression changed, and he rapidly scanned his surroundings. But the area was completely still. How could there be any problem? Even Shen Miaokong hadn't sensed what had just happened.

Jiang Zhengqing rushed over at top speed, but they were all a step too late.

"I knew those people would not give up so easily!" Jiang Zhengqing roared, immediately preparing to go after Prince Zuo Cheng.

But Shen Miaokong stopped them. "If it were them, they would not have dared to use such a technique in front of me. And the reason they could take this boy away is likely because of a secret art that was placed on him beforehand. By the looks of it, this is not a bad thing."

As Shen Miaokong spoke, his gaze drifted to the distance. No one could have expected that Lin Yun would disappear at such a critical moment.

Elsewhere, even Lin Yun himself had not sensed the danger. He didn't know what had happened. But when he opened his eyes, he saw a deathly pale, anxious-looking Qin Xiyan.

"Junior Sister Qin, you… what is this?"

Back when he had stormed the Flowing Cloud Sect, he had been thinking of Qin Xiyan. But he understood the matter was too complicated, and he couldn't easily drag her into it. He just never expected that Qin Xiyan had already left the Flowing Cloud Sect with Chen Yu.

And seeing how pale she was now, the one who had just teleported him from the Flowing Cloud Sect must have been her.

"Senior Brother Lin, how are your injuries?" Seeing Lin Yun's wretched state, Qin Xiyan ignored her own injuries and asked with urgency.

Lin Yun shook his head. "That old goat Gu Xiande gave me a lot of trouble, but I managed to finish him off in the end. Was it you who used a secret art to transfer me here just now?"

Lin Yun knew that Qin Xiyan's current strength was not the same as it was in the past. It was even highly likely that she had recovered some of her own memories. But he never thought she would possess such formidable power.

"The situation was urgent. I was worried Senior Brother would be trapped in the Flowing Cloud Sect."

When the Flowing Cloud Sect had activated its grand protection formation, Qin Xiyan had indeed been very nervous. She had never seen the sect act in such a frenzied manner. She was worried sick. What if Lin Yun died there?

But Qin Xiyan had not acted rashly. Instead, she had first taken Chen Yu away from the Flowing Cloud Sect, then used her secret art to bring Lin Yun out. Fortunately, her strength was not what it used to be. Otherwise, that single instant would have been enough for her to pay a bitter, painful price.