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Before Ye Ling could lie down, the room door was knocked on again.

Ye Ling frowned slightly, got up, and opened the door.

Standing outside was Wang Ziyu, who immediately said, "Master, two people have come to the hotel looking for you."

"According to my subordinates, these two women are not weak in strength!"

As the only daughter of the Medicine God, and although she was not the Sect Leader of the Medicine God Sect, the real manager of the Medicine God Sect was her.

Given her status, how could it be possible for Wang Ziyu to travel without martial arts experts accompanying her?

And those who could become subordinates of Wang Ziyu were likely not weaker than a Great Grandmaster!

Those who could be considered strong by a Great Grandmaster must at least have stepped into the half-step Battle King realm!

"People of the Battle King realm?"

"And two women at that, they came looking for me?"

Ye Ling asked, frowning.

Wang Ziyu immediately nodded, then led Ye Ling out of the hotel.

At that moment outside the hotel, Zhan Qimeng and Zhang Xiulan were standing outside the hotel's main entrance.

"Sister Zhang, is this a big city?"

"It's indeed much more interesting than our little mountain village!"

Zhan Qimeng, eyes wandering around the towering buildings, said with a silly grin.

Zhang Xiulan immediately revealed an exasperated smile, "You girl, can you act a little dignified? You're someone who has stepped into the Imperial Path realm, yet you still act like a country bumpkin."

"Your brother Zhang could buy everything you're seeing with just a word."

Upon hearing this, Zhan Qimeng's eyes immediately sparkled with excitement, "Really? Is my brother that rich?"

"Isn't that obvious? Your brother is the new Northern Liao King, what do you think his stature is?"

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However, one couldn't really blame Zhan Qimeng; after all, she was just a fourteen or fifteen-year-old kid and had spent her childhood deeply immersed in tough training near the mountain village.

That mountain village was the only place Zhan Qimeng had been to, and the villagers were the only ones she could talk to.

Seeing the bustle of the city for the first time, it was only natural for her to be astonished.

"That's true. When I meet my brother later, I will ask him to buy me a few buildings!"

"Then when I go back to the village, I will be the richest person there!"

Zhan Qimeng seemed to have fallen into a sort of fantasy, a sneer appearing on her face.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Xiulan looked very disdainful, but she didn't say much.

The mountain village might seem primitive and the people ordinary, but whenever any one of them left the village to reappear before the world, they were sure to cause a great stir!

These were things Zhang Xiulan did not intend to tell Zhan Qimeng, thinking it better for her to discover on her own.

While the two were chatting, Ye Ling had already left the hotel under Wang Ziyu's lead and appeared before them.

"Brother! Long time no see!"

Upon seeing Ye Ling, Zhan Qimeng immediately rushed up to him.

Looking at Zhan Qimeng, who clung to him like a koala, Ye Ling revealed a spoil-smile on his face.

He touched Zhan Qimeng's head and said with a smile, "You're already so big, almost an adult next year, and still act like you did when you were a child?"

In the small mountain village, one was considered an adult at fifteen, a rule that had never changed.

After turning fifteen, the men had to leave the village and make their own way in the world.

The women did not have this mandatory requirement, and could choose to stay or leave.

However, many girls from the village still chose to venture out into the world, as no young girl in the prime of her youth would be content to stay in the deep mountains and old forests every day.

"I've always been a child around my senior brother!"

Zhan Qimeng said coyly.

However, she still let go of her hand and stepped away from Ye Ling.

Only then could Ye Ling take a good look at her, as it had been years since he had last seen Zhan Qimeng.

Since the old Northern Liao King, who was Ye Ling's master, had passed away, Zhan Qimeng had been sent to that small mountain village.

Over the years, Ye Ling had only visited her once. During that visit, he had carried a bowl of wine in one hand and a jug of wine in the other, and he managed to drink an entire street of people, both young and old, under the table.

Because of this, whenever Ye Ling's name came up, people in the village, regardless of gender or age, would unconsciously give a thumbs-up.

"You look better than before, all grown up."

Ye Ling said, laughing softly.

With her head held high, Zhan Qimeng said proudly, "Senior brother, you wouldn't know, but in our village, everyone says I, Zhan Qimeng, am the village beauty!"

"Our Qimeng is so beautiful, naturally she's the village beauty."

Ye Ling agreed.

Upon hearing this, Zhan Qimeng's face was filled with a joyful smile.

Zhang Xiulan was a bit unable to bear it on the side.

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How exactly did you get the title of village beauty, do you not know yourself?

About a year ago, leveraged by her soon-to-reach imperial realm, Zhan Qimeng entered the village alone, asking everyone if she was the village beauty.

Anyone who said no would be met with a beating.

Although the villagers each had their skills, when it came to martial prowess, not many could stand against the young girl Zhan Qimeng.

The few who could beat Zhan Qimeng didn't bother to quarrel with her.

Whenever she posed the question, they would just nod and agree.

Thus, wielding her powerful fists, Zhan Qimeng successfully claimed the title of village beauty.

"Lord Northern Liao King, long time no see."

Zhang Xiulan said.

Ye Ling glanced at her and said with a smile, "So you've come down from the mountain with her?"

"The task old Northern Liao King entrusted to me, I dare not disobey."

Zhang Xiulan said with a smile.

Then Zhan Qimeng also took out an envelope from her backpack.

The envelope was slightly yellowed, showing that the letter had been around for some years.

There were no signs of the envelope being opened before, and it was unknown how Zhan Qimeng, the lively and clever girl, had kept the letter unopened for several years.

"Senior brother, this is a letter from my grandfather."

Saying this, Zhan Qimeng handed the letter directly to Ye Ling.

After receiving the letter, Ye Ling's expression turned quite serious.

The old Northern Liao King had been gone for many years, yet he had left a letter for Ye Ling before his death, which was not handed to him until today by Zhan Qimeng personally!

Without caring that they were outside the hotel, Ye Ling immediately opened the envelope.

After a quick glance at the letter, Ye Ling's expression grew even more serious.

He then put away the letter and said to the two, "Let's go, rest for the night, and talk about anything tomorrow."

"Alright! We've expended quite some energy coming all this way!"

Zhan Qimeng said, laughing.

Ye Ling stroked her head with a look of indulgence.