Senior Brother Feng cupped his hands toward me and said, "Junior Brother, congratulations! Once you go out, you can go to our Jian Sect's heritage secret grounds or the Jian Sect's Scripture Pavilion. You can freely study three of the most powerful sword techniques there, and you can also request any of the Jian Sect's ancestors to guide your cultivation for a year. Furthermore, the ancestors cannot refuse unless there are special circumstances."
Although the previous skirmish caused some damage to this peach grove, it wasn't severe—probably only a few dozen peaches were smashed, and the most crucial part remained unharmed. Senior Brother Chen, whom I had slashed with a sword until he was on his last breath, was sitting cross-legged meditating by himself. Looking at him now, I actually felt a bit embarrassed.
When he spent two hours stabilizing his injuries, I walked up to him, apologized, and said, "Senior Brother, I'm sorry. I've been feeling extremely stifled lately, and my mind was truly a bit possessed. I hope you can be the bigger person and forgive me." I casually grabbed a handful of Storage Bags and handed them to him as my apology; judging by sight, there should have been over a dozen.
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