Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now! Chapter 1281 - 382: [Two Meanings]

Lin Qingquan nodded, "You just mentioned the first layer of meaning... since there is a first layer, there must be a second one?"

"The second layer of meaning... he was someone I raised since childhood, and I guessed based on his nature.

He drew his sword against the Saint for Lu Sisi to see. He knew that Lu Sisi’s Divine Sense was still intact, just sealed by the Saint, but she could still see and hear, so he made this move.

The intention was to tell his beloved, I am willing to fight with all my strength for you!

To be in love and not have chosen the wrong person.

By doing this, he was giving Lu Sisi an explanation."

Lin Qingquan sighed softly after hearing this, "These notions of young people, I, an old man, really can’t understand."

After a pause, he looked at the wash basin, "Now that this matter is settled, is there still anything for me to do?"

"No need, you can return now."

"Return?"

"Yes, come back, I’ve done all I can for that child, the rest is his own path."

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Chen Yan returned to Jinling Prefecture, and instead of going to the flat, he went back to live in the villa area.

He stayed at home, resting with the doors closed for several days.

Every day he would meditate and transport Primordial Qi within the Spirit Gathering Array, and only after a full seven days did he completely recover.

The black crystalline Soul Mirror, its origins unknown, contained extremely profound spells. When activated, it directly drained all his Primordial Qi and even injured his Primordial Spirit and Divine Sense—despite the resilience of Chen Yan’s Primordial Spirit, forged through countless "sharpenings," yet his Divine Sense was still shaken.

Even a Saint suppressed in cultivation was slightly at a loss with one strike from it.

This shows the terrifying nature of the Soul Mirror.

Chen Yan spent seven days recuperating, transferring Primordial Qi and nurturing his Divine Sense before finally recovering.

On the eighth day, Chen Yan finally stepped outside, looking at the few fruit trees planted by the side in the yard.

While he was away from home for an extended period, these fruit trees were usually tended by Lu Sisi—although it was just watering and such—but at this moment, looking at these trees, the gentle and lovely girl was nowhere to be seen in the yard...

Chen Yan’s face was calm, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

After standing quietly in the yard for a long while, Chen Yan waved his hand, "Gui Geng."

The old turtle climbed out of the swimming pool, "Young master?"

"Uproot these trees, cut them into firewood, and keep them for me to make tea with later."

"..."

Gui Geng was stunned, "Young master, aren’t you keeping them as a memory?"

"She’s left, not dead, what memory?" Chen Yan’s tone was light.

That day, the old turtle uprooted the trees in the yard, the originally planted saplings, although they had grown quickly, the time was short, and it only took half a day to bring them all down and out.

Chen Yan instead set up a deck chair in the yard, laying back and watching the sky.

His posture very much resembled the favorite pastimes of Gu Qingyi back then.

But Chen Yan went further, setting up a small clay stove in front of him, beneath which were some thin sticks chopped by Gui Geng from the fruit tree logs to brew tea.

A few small, tart fruits plucked from the trees were also finely sliced into strips by Chen Yan, thrown into the stove to enhance the fruit tea’s aroma.

His tea brewing was entirely random and without method, simply whimsical, but Chen Yan was in the mood, and so he did it.

By the afternoon, he suddenly heard the sound of a car outside the yard.

Various cars passed by the courtyard wall and stopped next door, with voices and footsteps accompanying them.

Chen Yan raised an eyebrow, got off the deck chair, walked over, and opened the gate to go outside.

Right before him were two moving company trucks parked at the door of the next-door villa, owned by Lin Qingquan.

A dozen men dressed in moving company uniforms were busy, opening the gate, and carrying inside pieces of heavy furniture, each wrapped in anti-collision packaging, disembarking from the truck.

Chen Yan quietly watched until he recognized a familiar face, raising his eyebrow involuntarily.

"Chen... Master."

Approaching Chen Yan was a short-haired woman, dressed in a woman’s professional suit, with average looks but full of that composed and capable demeanor.

"Assistant Xiaocai?" Chen Yan smiled, "What’s going on here?"

"The owner next door had their house listed for sale, and our Dean..."

Chen Yan: "..."

Lin Laodeng, sold the house?

But thinking about it, it’s not surprising, the old thing moved next to me for my sake, to be precise, probably also watching over me, guarded fully by that Saint’s reincarnation while crossing the tribulation.

Now that everything is done, naturally, he should leave.

"You have no idea, our Dean always wanted to move into this community, but there wasn’t a suitable opportunity—she herself most favored the houses to your left and right, and had people at the real estate agency watching constantly.

This time, your neighbor’s house was just listed two days ago, and we got the news immediately, paid the deposit straight away, and secured the house.

We didn’t even complete the transfer procedures but already got the keys and started moving."

Chen Yan sighed, "Dean Chu really put in the effort."

"Indeed, the Dean is abroad these days, handling some mundane affairs, unable to rush back, and worried about the house being snatched, she sent me to handle the house purchase and moving affairs first."

Assistant Xiaocai looked at Chen Yan with a smile, her tone deliberately carrying a hint of respect, "The Dean spent a lot of effort to get close to you."

After a pause, she said in a low voice, "The Dean asked me to buy the house, clear it, but still wants to see your thoughts, if you don’t mind her being neighbors, she can move in.

If you don’t like it, she..."

Chen Yan sighed, "No need to be so cautious, it makes things seem distant. If she likes living here, she can live, when she comes back to Jinling Prefecture, let her come to me."

With these words, Assistant Xiaocai immediately beamed, "Great! I’ll report your intentions back to the Dean!"

She had been with Chu Keqing for a long time, and as a woman, having been with her for many years, though formally employed, was privately half a friend, naturally aware of Chu Keqing’s unique affections towards "Mr. Chen Jr."

Originally, she had been puzzled, considering Chu Keqing’s looks, net worth, and status, how could she favor such a young man? But after staying by Chu Keqing’s side and witnessing a few instances of Chen Yan’s extraordinariness, she gave up such thoughts, and her attitude towards Chen Yan grew increasingly respectful and courteous.

Chen Yan considered his relationship with Chu Keqing quite good, with her wanting to move next door to get closer, it wasn’t an excessive move, and he saw no need to act cold or distant, moreover, Chu Keqing had done many things for him.

Upon receiving his message, Chen Yan did not expect Chu Keqing to appear before him so quickly.

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The next morning, as usual, Chen Yan got up and went outside planning to take a stroll and buy breakfast, like freshly fried dough sticks.

When he opened the gate, he saw Chu Keqing standing there.

This Dean Chu was surprisingly not in her usual form-fitting cheongsam, instead wearing a light yellow cotton hoodie, jeans, and white sneakers. Her long-pinned bun was down, tied into a neat ponytail.

At thirty-something, this attire was quite a contrast to her usual appearance. However, she had such a strong foundation, her looks carrying weight.

Originally, a cultivator, with good looks and effects from cultivation practices, always appeared much younger than the actual age.

However, in the past, Chu Keqing intentionally dressed maturedly to avoid being underestimated due to her age. Today’s refreshingly new look unexpectedly made her look like she was in her early twenties.

Chen Yan was stunned, seeing Chu Keqing standing outside, frowning, "Have you been waiting here all this time?"

"Yes," Chu Keqing smiled, "It wasn’t long, just arrived too early and didn’t want to disturb your rest, so..."

Chen Yan pondered and said, "Then walk with me, let’s have breakfast, my treat."

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