89 Biding Farewell Was Like Setting Up a Death Flag

"I'll leave the rest to you."

After leaving these words for Gu Qinghuan, Jiang Beiran returned to the Sect of Returning Hearts by himself.

The next morning, Wu Qingce came to the back of the mountain in a rush. As soon as he saw Jiang Beiran, he asked, "Brother Jiang, are you also going to participate in gathering of young heroes this year?"

"Did you only hear about it today?"

"Yes. The day before yesterday, when I returned to the hall and informed the Order Master that I had broken through to the great mystic practitioner realm. Order Master then brought me to a secret room and taught me new moves and internal cultivation method. I only came out today."

"So, you are now your Order Master's private disciples?"

"This is all thanks to you." Wu Qingce immediately cupped his hands.

"This is the result of your own hard work. So, are you here for something?"