Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

"What?!"

"You girl are leaving the mountain!"

A cry of astonishment came from the blacksmith's shop.

As soon as the words were spoken, the originally closed doors on both sides of the street opened one after another, and men and women emerged, gathering towards the blacksmith's shop.

Oddly, among the crowd, the men were almost all elderly, well over the age of sixty, with only a few middle-aged men in their forties and fifties.

The women ranged from young ladies in their bloom, at the age of twenty-eight, to old grandmothers who were also well over sixty.

In the small mountain village, it seemed that only these elders and women, along with some children, were left behind.

The working-age men had all left the village.

"Qimeng, you're leaving?!"

The leading middle-aged woman grabbed Qimeng's hand with a face full of concern and asked.

The others also looked at Zhan Qimeng with eyes full of concern.

Zhan Qimeng nodded slightly, and with a smile, said, "Yes, I'm leaving. The time set by Grandpa has passed, and I've met the conditions he set."

"Really? To enter that realm at the age of fourteen or fifteen, you girl are indeed a little monster!"

The middle-aged woman said with a face full of surprise.

As for the others, they also wore expressions of amazement, but strangely, not a single one was shocked or baffled by Zhan Qimeng's ability to enter the imperial realm at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

It seemed as if Zhan Qimeng reaching this coveted realm of martial artists at her age was nothing out of the ordinary!

Old Sun from the blacksmith shop took out two items wrapped in oilpaper from the cabinet beside him and handed them to Zhan Qimeng.

"Two sets of chainmail, one for a male, one for a female."

"There are many bad people at the foot of the mountain; you need to be very careful on your journey to find your senior apprentice brother," Old Sun said with concern.

Zhan Qimeng placed the two packages into her backpack, then smiled and said, "I know!"

"Fellow villagers, I am going down the mountain to look for my senior apprentice brother. Won't you all show some gesture as well?"

After receiving the gift from Old Sun, Zhan Qimeng also looked towards the other people around.

The crowd showed no signs of displeasure and instead turned back into their shops, soon bringing out various sizes of parcels and handed them all to Zhan Qimeng.

"Qimeng, Widow Zhang from our village has been constantly mentioning you; why don't you go see her?" the middle-aged woman suddenly suggested.

Zhan Qimeng was momentarily startled, then nodded immediately and said, "Sister Zhang has always been good to me. Now that I am leaving, I should indeed go see her!"

With that, she walked out of the crowd and headed towards the edge of the village.

As they watched Zhan Qimeng's figure grow distant, the middle-aged woman sighed softly, and with heartfelt emotion said, "The old village chief once said, Zhan Wuya in his life had no sons, but he was blessed with a dragon and a phoenix..."

"Ye Ling as the dragon, Qimeng as the phoenix; the dragon has long since left the mountain, and now the phoenix is about to depart as well. One wonders what changes the union of the dragon and the phoenix will bring to this world?"

Old Sun shook his head with a smile, and said lightly, "What's your hurry? Old Zhao from the neighboring pharmacy always liked bothering the old village chief about the dragon and phoenix matter."

"When it comes to the dragon and phoenix, Old Zhao knows best. Qimeng just came from Old Zhao's place, and since Old Zhao didn't say anything, what's there for us to worry about?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman nodded her head.

As the people discussed old times, Zhan Qimeng had already reached the courtyard of the house at the edge of the village.

A small yard, planted with many fruits and vegetables, and a slightly low flat house sat in the middle of the courtyard.

"Sister Zhang! I'm here!"

Zhan Qimeng called out to the courtyard.@@novelbin@@

As her voice fell, a figure walked out from the flat house.

A flowing green dress danced with the wind, and the newcomer was a woman in the prime of her youth, just twenty-eight years old. Though she wore no makeup, her natural beauty was enough to cause a sensation!

This was Sister Zhang, also the widow mentioned by the middle-aged woman.

The widow Zhang's real name was Zhang Xiulan, and she was only twenty-eight. Just a week after she left the mountain village as a bride eight years ago, she returned there alone.

Only upon questioning did people learn that her husband died in an accident on the fourth day after her wedding, leaving her a solitary and helpless widow, forcing her to return to the village.

However, in their hearts, villagers understood that Zhang Xiulan never really cared for that man; his death meant little to her.

As for the rest, the villagers didn't pay much attention; they were just relieved that Zhang Xiulan was okay.

"Qimeng has arrived? Come in, come in!"

"You haven't seen me, your sister, in a long time. I wonder if you have forgotten me?"

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Zhang Xiulan hurriedly opened the gate of her courtyard and said with a smile.

Zhan Qimeng shook her head, "Sister Zhang, I've been busy trying to make a breakthrough recently!"

"I just succeeded three days ago, and as soon as I left seclusion, I came to visit you!"

Zhang Xiulan took Zhan Qimeng's hand and led her into the courtyard.

In a corner of the courtyard, there stood a stone table and four stone stools.

"You've always been the type to not visit unless there's a reason, so you must have something on your mind today, right?" Zhang Xiulan asked with a light chuckle.

Zhan Qimeng's face turned slightly red with embarrassment, "Sister Zhang, don't talk nonsense. Do you really see me like that?"

"What else then?"

Hearing Zhang Xiulan's response, Zhan Qimeng pursed her lips, immediately looking downcast.

Seeing her reaction, Zhang Xiulan covered her mouth and laughed softly, "Out with it, then. What do you need?"

"Sister Zhang, I am going to leave the mountain," Zhan Qimeng said solemnly and in a low voice.

At this, Zhang Xiulan raised her eyebrows and then stood up to go inside the house.

Zhan Qimeng didn't think too much of it, simply assuming Zhang Xiulan was preparing to give her something for the journey.

Soon after, Zhang Xiulan emerged from the house with a package on her back.

Seeing her dressed as if for a long journey, surprise showed in Zhan Qimeng's eyes, and she immediately asked, "Sister Zhang, what are you doing?"

"What am I doing? Of course, I am leaving the mountain with you!"

On hearing this, Zhan Qimeng raised her eyebrows and responded immediately, "I am descending the mountain to find my senior brother, why would you come with me?"

"Ah? Naturally, to help you find your senior brother!"

Zhang Xiulan put on an innocent look and spoke with a delicate tone.

Seeing her act this way, Zhan Qimeng immediately became wary.

"Sister Zhang, for all these years I've treated you as my own sister, I can't believe you would do this!"

"You actually want to compete with me for Senior Brother?!"

Zhan Qimeng spoke in a hurt tone.

Zhang Xiulan shook her head with a smile, her face painted with resignation, "Oh, please, the Martial Artist Ye Ling? Since when would your sister care for someone like him?"

"I'm accompanying you down the mountain because of what Grandpa Zhan told me before."

"Enough talk, let's head out!"

With that, Zhang Xiulan grabbed Zhan Qimeng's hand and started walking out of the mountain village.