Zheng Yan is a mid-tier practitioner with an average position and a weaker foundation. He has limited prospects for the future.
He is now kept by Wang Yulou at his side to take orders, serving as the general manager of Wang's Xihai Branch.
Yulou, being the big boss, has the most important task of cultivation. Secondly, he should guide the development direction of Wang's Xihai Branch.
In his daily work, he only needs to listen to reports. There must be someone to take the lead in handling affairs, and this responsibility falls on Zheng Yan.
However, as the direct lineage of the Wang family has not yet arrived for their foundation building, Yulou wants to use the Xihai Branch to make some industrial layout. However, he lacks the ability to do so. Therefore, Zheng Yan has actually been doing very little work recently.
But today is different. Early this morning, he received a message from Wang Yulou, asking him to come to Yueque Palace for a meal.
Wang Yulou is a person of great significance, and after a period of time spent understanding and investigating, Zheng Yan has gradually discerned the essence of him.
This person is the leader of the next generation of the Wang family, a genius of the red lantern beacon and the Azure Dragon Elephant family, the son-in-law of Wuzhigongzhen as well as his disciple, and came to Xihai purely for training.
So, even if Wang Yulou only asked him to have lunch at noon, Zheng Yan arrived early.
Seeing his eagerness, Wang Yulou did not beat around the bush and immediately gave him a task—delivering a message.
Zheng Yan originally had some resentment about arranging for a foundation practitioner to deliver a letter, but after learning about the identity of the recipient, he promised to ensure that it would be delivered as soon as possible.
'For Yunshu, the friend from Hansong Ridge, please open.'
Hansong Ridge is well-known to all Xihai cultivators. It is the domain of Hansong True Lord.
Zheng Yan may not know this Yunshu friend, but he understands that Wang Yulou has placed great importance on having a foundation practitioner like him deliver the message. This clearly indicates that this person is of great significance.
In this situation, Zheng Yan not only had no resentment about the task of delivering the letter, but also carried a hint of anticipation.
Wang Yulou is well-known, but the name is just a name. When Zheng Yan truly realizes the power of those who follow the footsteps of quasi-immortals, he naturally won't be unclear about his own position.
As he was daydreaming about whether he would have the chance to enter the Purple Palace in the future, Zheng Yan rode on a Tujia Dragon and left the Xihai Spirit City.
The Tujia Dragon's name sounds extraordinary, but like the mountain snake that transformed into a dragon in the Tianshe Sect, it is actually a mutant pangolin.
The pangolin sounds like an ungraceful name, so the spirit beast shop that keeps it has named it the Tujia Dragon. This makes the cultivators feel less of a burden when purchasing it.
Compared to senior foundation cultivators who often ride large beasts and make a show of it, Zheng Yan is actually quite satisfied with his Tujia Dragon.
Let it be weak in strength. At least it's affordable to raise. If there are no gemstones to buy spirit beast feed for it, it can eat soil temporarily - just like the Iron Crowned Crane among spiritual cranes.
Cultivation is difficult. It's about saving where you should and spending where you should, not being wasteful.
As Zheng Yan rode his Tujia Dragon out of the eastern city gate, he saw three unusual cultivators walking along the road from the eastern part of Xihai City.
As a practitioner who has been hunting beasts in Xihai for years and gradually climbed to foundation level, Zheng Yan's vision and reaction are extremely good.
With just a casual glance, he realized that these three were definitely not local cultivators in Xihai.
They were dressed in combat-style magic robes made of exotic beast skin from Xihai, but the robes were as clean as could be. In fact, the shoes of the only female cultivator among them was actually plain cotton shoes without a speck of dirt on them.
Based on Zheng Yan's knowledge, he understands that there are only two possibilities in this situation: either the cotton shoes are a spiritual artifact or the female cultivator has just changed her clothes not long ago.
A magic robe can become a magical weapon because the fabric itself contains spiritual energy and is large enough to carry the power of restrictions.
It would be too difficult to make plain cotton shoes into a magical artifact.
Considering that the eastern part of the city is occasionally visited by beasts, it's more likely that the female cultivator's cotton shoes are magical artifacts.
However, their cultivation levels are only at the Qi Practicing stage, and they look way too young.
With just one glance, Zheng Yan could see so many discrepancies. This is the basic eye for cultivators who have hunted beasts for a long time and have cultivated their foundation level. Without this level of cultivation, one would have died long ago in the beast's belly.
Riding his Tujia Dragon, Zheng Yan passed by the three of them without glancing sideways. He pretended to be deep in thought and ignored their gazes.
The cultivators in Xihai are diverse, who knows what kind of people these three are. It's better not to get involved if possible.
Only a few tens of meters away from the city, Zheng Yan patted the left shoulder of the Tujia Dragon, and it immediately used a soil displacement technique and ran underground with its master.
“Master Sister Mingdu, the cultivators in Xihai are indeed different. They even use soil displacement techniques to travel.”
The youngest of the three cultivators spoke first, commenting on the cultivator they had just encountered, Zheng Yan.
“Yanghe, you're wrong. It's the unique Xihai that has created its unique Xihai cultivators. The Xihai cultivators are no different from the cultivators in our alliance, we are all brothers.
It's just that they cultivate in Xihai, so naturally, they must follow the rules here. We changed to the special Xihai combat robes as soon as we arrived, which is also in accordance with the local customs.
Moreover, your family is originally from Xihai, forgetting one's roots is not good.
Even though you have cultivated in the Fortunate Land since childhood, you are still a cultivator of the Alliance of Deity. It's best to have no regional distinctions in your heart.
My ancestor once said, 'The Alliance is above all, but it also needs to unite everyone.' Only in this way can the Alliance remain prosperous and peaceful for a long time."
Chen Yanghe was being used as a stepping stone in front of the female cultivator named Mingdu, and his words carried a significant criticism.
What could the great descendant of the Lotus Fairy True Lord have ill intentions?
He's just trying to have a double cultivation session with Mingdu.
However, both Chen Yanghe and Lian Chengshen are fools in the eyes of Jin Mingdu. It's just that they are disciples of True Lord, and she needs to play along for a while.
"Okay, after we go inside, don't mention our identities or the Old Ancestor. We must not expose ourselves easily." Jin Mingdu said.
Lian Chengxian's eyes flickered slightly, casting a glance at the alluring line of Mingdu's buttocks, and then he turned his attention back to Chen Yanghe.
"Don't worry, Mingdu cultivator. As for you, Yanghe, you really need to be more careful. Unity is the first priority. Don't make regional distinctions and don't forget your roots."
Chen Yanghe smiled and nodded, feeling the bitterness in his heart but unable to vent it out.
He and Lian Chengxian, Jin Mingdu had been traveling together, and this Lian had repeatedly used him as a stepping stone. The meaning was as clear as day, utterly despicable.
Both Chen Yanghe and Lian Chengshen knew they couldn't reveal their identities, but they couldn't imagine that Zheng Yan had just discovered their special status with just one glance.
This, is the heavenly talent nurtured by a powerful family.
Whether they are foolish or not is debatable, but being out of touch with reality is for sure.
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After leaving Xihai, Jingyi Old Ancestor hurried back to Wang Jia Mountain immediately.
For the descendants of the Wang family, the family's ancestral land is always a sanctuary in their hearts.
As for the former Xihai member who scoffed at Wang Xianzhou as smelling like horse manure, he was just intentionally being malicious to show off his status.
The Wang family raises donkeys, but they have been doing so for a thousand years, and around the spiritual donkeys, they have developed many uses.
Take the donkey dung on the Little Donkey Hill as an example. It will be collected by special people immediately and used for cultivating spiritual plants and spiritual trees, without any horse dung smell.
However, Jingyi Old Ancestor returned quietly, directly landing in the central forest of Little Donkey Hill.
Because Wang Jingyi's Wuxiang Tian Di Shentong cultivation was becoming increasingly proficient and effective, Wang Xianmao, who was picking spiritual fish by the spiritual water stream beneath the forest, only noticed her when she was several li behind.
"Second sister?"
Wang Xianmao held the gutted spiritual fish in his hand, rising with some surprise and said.
"How did you come back?"
Jingyi Old Ancestor doesn't know how to explain the current situation of Wang Yulou to Wang Xianmao.
She is well aware that this younger brother has expectations and hopes for Yulou.
Therefore, she dare not speak and does not wish to speak.
So, she first asked why Wang Xianmao was digging around the spiritual water stream catching spiritual fish and smiled as she asked.
"What's this, it looks like you've passed the age of catching fish and shrimp?"
Wang Xianmao hesitated for a moment and then reluctantly replied.
"Second sister, let's not talk about my age. I have been the head of the Wang family for decades and still catch fish and shrimp."
With Second sister Jingyi's presence, Wang Xianmao finally had an elder to turn to. Thus, their conversation flowed smoothly and warmth radiated between them.
He first expressed his dissatisfaction with his second sister, then pointed at the gutted spiritual fish in his hand and said.
"These fish were sent back by the Yulou people from Dishui Cave, which can also be considered expanding our family's wealth."
But for some reason, they gradually fell ill, developing an unknown type of worm in their bodies. This fish is an example; look at this red line - that's the worm.”
Jingyi Old Ancestor focused her gaze and saw that there were actually a few faint red lines among the fish bones. These were the parasitic worms that Wang Xianmao was worried about.
"The spiritual fish has been infected with a parasitic worm disease, which won't cause any problems for now. However, these red worms will lay eggs and reproduce within the spiritual fish."
The first thing to do is to eat the blood and flesh of the spiritual fish. Once the fish can no longer bear the burden, they will eat the parasitic fish and look for new spiritual fish to parasitize.
To deal with this parasitic worm disease, it's really complicated and can only be handled by a foundation cultivator with strong divine awareness. That's why I am here."
At this point, Wang Xianmao shook the spiritual fish, and the worms on it turned into powder. But the fish was definitely not going to survive; it could only be used for eating or kept to refine the spiritual essence of the fish's blood.
Wang Jingyi saw the situation and became very angry.
"You are so stupid, why kill them? These red worms produced by these spiritual fish might have some wonderful applications."
The spiritual fish itself is a fish spirit, but because of its low racial talent, its spirit nature is not obvious. A red worm that can grow and parasitize within a fish spirit naturally also has some magical uses.
"Oh? Second sister, it's my fault. I have been dealing with a lot of spiritual fish these days and didn't realize that."
She just thought that these spiritual fish had been specially sent back by Yulou people from Dishui Cave, and they couldn't all die.
But she didn't realize that the red worms might also have some magical uses. Ah, it's all my fault, all my fault."
After Wang Xianmao finished speaking, he saw that Jingyi sister's expression became even more unnatural, as if she was particularly dissatisfied with herself.
He felt that he had wasted some potentially useful red worms, which was not appropriate, but it shouldn't have led to such a big problem with Second sister, should it?
Suddenly, it seemed he thought of something, and this Wang family's patriarch, a senior foundation cultivator known within the Red Lantern Society, was so scared that his pupils contracted.
He opened his mouth, but the first sentence was not said out. He shook his body and asked again.
"Second sister, why did you suddenly come back?"
Seeing her brother in such a state, Wang Jingyi couldn't bear it and turned her head to look at Little Donkey Hill.
On Little Donkey Hill, the idiots were frolicking, rolling around, or sleeping soundly. They were living quite comfortably.
Idiot, idiot. Although they have spiritual nature, they lack spiritual intelligence and are happy until the end of their lives.
Looking at these idiots, Wang Jingyi even felt a bit envious.
Not knowing anything, sometimes, is a huge blessing.
"Zhou Fuzhao went to the West Sea to become a Treasures Guardian. Tomorrow, my mentor will elevate Yulou's cultivation according to the Grandmaster's instructions and send him to the West Sea."
Then,
Wang Jingyi didn't say anything anymore because the dead spiritual fish in Wang Xianmao's hand had fallen to the ground.
He understood. In an instant, he more or less realized everything.
Seventeen years ago, in Qingxiang Alley, Wang Yulou encountered Tangrila. Tangrila helped Wang Yulou check his root nature and pointed out the path of cultivation for him.
Wang Xianmao muttered with eyes unfocused.
"The gas of the Yu water in the reversing meridian is problematic! There's a big problem with the Yu water in the reversing meridian! Seventeen years, seventeen years, they they..."
Even if this is Wang Family Mountain, even if there are no eyes and tentacles of the ancestor here, Wang Xianmao still dares not say those blasphemous words.
He was filled with hatred. Tears of hatred flowed from his eyes like a spring. But he could do nothing about it.
Jingyi Old Ancestor's eyes also reddened. Many things were too cruel. She spoke in a low voice.
"The method to achieve a high-level foundation and open the Purple Palace should be extremely special. It requires the harmony of the five elements. From the beginning, you need to prepare for future elemental harmony."
Yu water in the reversing meridian. Water generates wood, and the key point is that Yulou and that Zhou family girl were born in the month of Maoyue.
We should have thought of it earlier. The matter of Zhou Fuzhao becoming a disciple. It should have been discussed years ago.
Wang Jingyi's words made Wang Xianmao even more agitated. He hatefully said.
Wang Jingyi's words made Wang Xianmao even more agitated. With a resentful tone, he said, "Why must it be about harmonizing with the path of the Dao? Why not about seizing the path of the Dao?"
Yes, why do these great cultivators calculate like this, just to achieve the harmony of the path of the Dao?
Wang Jingyi had never considered this possibility. In her view, no matter how fierce Mengxiang was, there should be some kind of bottom line, right?
In her dazed state, Wang Xianmao had already summoned the core spirit tool, and resolutely said.
"I will send Yulou on his way. You lead your people south and go to the legendary Heavenly Alliance's southern border, the Great Plain of the South!"
From the northern border of the Heavenly Alliance, all the way to its southern frontier, Wang Xianmao was determined.
Yulou is the greatest opportunity for the Wang family in a thousand years, and I cannot just watch him fall into a fire pit.
"Our ancestor won't do that. We have served him for a thousand years, and he won't do something like that." Jingyi Old Ancestor said.
Wang Xianmao coldly opened his mouth.
"Second sister, you have been on a smooth path of cultivation within the sect up to today."
"You don't understand my position as the head of this branch, and you don't understand what a cultivator with high cultivation and numerous disciples thinks."
The ancestor, a great cultivator, has nothing of morality or old feelings in his heart. He only thinks of the road ahead.
By taking Zhou Fuzhao as a disciple, he's not doing it out of a sense of morality or old affection, but to help himself reach the Jindan level and add another chip to his hand.
To achieve enlightenment, he can even seize your small celestial paradise, so naturally, he wouldn't care about the life and death of a Wang family disciple!
Mengxiang has cultivated for so many years, and the opportunity to reach the Golden Dan realm is within reach.
To him, at this moment, anything can be the cost!"
Noticing her brother's gaze, Jingyi Old Ancestor understood that Wang Xianmao didn't trust her, which is why she decided to escort Wang Yulou personally.
"I said in the West Sea that I would take him with me, but Yulou didn't want to go."
Xianmao, Yulou has grown up; he has his own ideas.
Moreover, there are other opportunities hidden in the situation of the Western Sea.
Shenguang Xianzun is there. If Yulou can establish himself in the West Sea, he might have a chance to get under Shenguang Xianzun's protection.
Additionally, if I can become a Purple Palace cultivator, no matter what thoughts the ancestor and Zhou Fuzhao might have, I can protect Yulou——the ancestor has promised to give me the methods of the ancient Purple Palace!"
Wang Xianmao finally came to a stop, and asked with a hint of hope.
"He gave you the methods of the Purple Palace?"
Jingyi Old Ancestor shook her head, saying nothing.
The head of the branch shed a pitiful laugh and then prepared to leave again.
The Heavenly Alliance allows a cultivator to reach foundation realm and extend life for three hundred years, but it does not allow the opening of the Purple Palace. One can only continue to be a slave after foundation realm.
Wang Yulou is about to become a sacrifice, and Wang Xianmao is willing to endure other things, but he cannot stand this.
What can we do?
Run!
"There is another possibility: Zhou Yingxi and Yulou have not yet reached the foundation realm, and they are still far from opening the Purple Palace."
The ancestor might only be using Zhou Fuzhao as a pawn to help himself achieve the Jindan level, and once he becomes a Jindan, he may not be willing to let Zhou Family take his own interests.
He might let Zhou Fuzhao die slowly, and by then, as his disciple, everything left behind is his.
Now, although Yulou seems to be in danger, in reality, he is just a carrot that the ancestor is dangling in front of Zhou Fuzhao!
This possibility, we both thought of it, so he decided to stay in the Western Sea!"
This development direction, in fact, was the first thing Wang Yulou and Wang Jingyi thought of, but since Zhou Fuzhao was over their heads in the West Sea, they dare not mention it.
Now that they have returned to Wang Family Mountain, Wang Jingyi naturally no longer needs to be discreet.
Wang Yulou might be a carrot, a carrot dangled in front of Zhou Fuzhao to work!
Wang Xianmao doesn't believe this, but after a moment of contemplation, he finally speaks up, his tone is softened a bit.
"I still need to go to the West Sea to see what Yulou really thinks."
"His thoughts are very simple - the future is uncertain how it will turn out. As long as there is hope, there will always be change."
If I can become a Purple Palace, he won't have to worry about being used as a furnace.
If he can receive the protection of the Shenguang Xianzun, then the ancestor's arrangements can naturally be pushed aside.
If the ancestor's Jindan cultivation is successful, he will never let the Zhou family have another Purple Palace in the future.
Wang Xianmao sneered.
"Zhou Fuzhao, he's not foolish."
Zhou Fuzhao was only half alive, not because he was stupid.
Becoming a disciple of Mengxiang, Zhou Fuzhao must have something he wants, and he is definitely cautious of Mengxiang.
"We may not be able to see the thoughts of those Purple Palace and Jindan cultivators, but Xianmao, if the Wang family leaves the Red Light Beacon and the ancestor, can we truly stand our ground in another place?"
By this point, Wang Jingyi was also at a loss, and could only come up with a new angle to persuade.
"You have been blinded by the promises of that Purple Palace from Mengxiang!"
Wang Xianmao looked directly into his sister's eyes without any sign of retreat.
Jingyi Old Ancestor fell silent, thinking in her heart whether Yulou had also thought of this layer of meaning.
After the ancestor achieves the Jindan level, they will need to expand their power, and Wang Jingyi's promise of an ancient Purple Palace may be genuine.
In such a situation, the two jade figures of the Wang family, one becoming a sacrifice to exchange the other for becoming a Purple Palace, from the pure cost-benefit ratio, it is not a loss.
Wang Jingyi couldn't make sense of it, and in the end, she could only open her mouth helplessly.
"I should have let you have that cave before. Xianmao, my sister and I are not heartless people. The cultivation of the family is always remembered in our hearts."
But, Guonan and the Heavenly Alliance have always been like this. Even without the Heavenly Alliance, great cultivators are also like this. How can our small Wang family cope with it?
Go to the West Sea, go to the West Sea. Yulou holds onto hope, but he needs your help. I can't leave the Red Light Beacon, otherwise, I will stay in the West Sea for you."
Great cultivators have always been like this.
For example, a spiritual fish is worth one to two spirit stones. To a great cultivator, a hundred spiritual fish are worth one hundred and fifty spirit stones.
As long as the profits of one hundred and fifty of these spirit fish can be transferred through the forces under the great cultivator, three or five of them can be transferred to the great cultivator, and they will mark them with their own labels.
When the efficiency of acquiring resources can be converted into cultivation strength, as long as it can cover the operating costs of the power, it will become something under the radar of great cultivators.
The New Method Purple Palace can easily last for ten thousand years, and the ancient Golden Dan has been said to have limitless lifespan—so long as one can survive the tribulation, great cultivators do not need someone to inherit their cultivation methods; they just need someone to work as a slave for them and gather resources, that's all.
Don't become a great cultivator, and there will always be a price.
"Good, I plan to have Rong Jiang serve as the head of the family. What do you think?"
Wang Rongjiang, having cultivated to foundation realm with half a year's worth of foundational cultivation supplies from the Wang family, should now make some contributions to the family.
"I have no objections, you need to go there quickly. Yulou has already opened up a situation in the Western Sea. Various factions have already contacted him."
Now, he is waiting, waiting for Huang QiuSheng to give him the official inheritance status, and for the family to go back and make another branch foundation to provide support.”
Wang Xianmao nodded, then suddenly, he thought of Wang Xianzhou.
"Xianzhou didn't go with him to the Western Sea?"
"Yulou's idea is that we should send some disciples to the Drip Water Cave every few years in the future. The foundation there needs to be supported by Xianzhou."
On the other hand, if either you or Rongjiang can go to the West Sea, it doesn't make much difference whether Xianzhou goes or not."
Wang Xianmao was a little speechless. Why does Yulou, this child, have such good favor with the elders and female cultivators——he is talented in both his actions and character.
Although he himself is in trouble, he hasn't forgotten to contribute to the family.
Looking at the spiritual fish in the spiritual spring stream, Wang Xianmao quickly found two that were parasitized and gave them to Wang Jingyi, then cautioned.
"Xianzhou probably needs you to persuade him, and don't forget to inquire about the use of these red insects. Jingyi, you remember to ask about it."
Wang Xianmao gave off the impression of showing a guest out, making Wang Jingyi's heart bitterly sour. As she was about to leave, she said.
"Mao younger brother, Fuzhao True Master revealed that there is a high probability of a war between the Sky Serpent Sect and the Red Light Beacon."
"However, the total amount of spirit stones is limited, and the marketplaces within the Red Light Beacon will likely become chaotic in the future."
Yulou told me to remind you that all the things we have that can be exchanged for resources must be exchanged as soon as possible."
If possible, sell everything except for spirit objects."
Wang Xianmao now completely disbelieves what Zhou Fuzhao said, and doesn't really believe what Wang Jingyi said.
"I will talk to him personally before deciding."
Jingyi Elder felt melancholic as she left the clan territory where she had lived since childhood. Not long after flying out of the cloud formation on Wang Family Mountain, she stopped her escape, looked at the clan territory from a great distance, and stared for a long time.
In the end, she wiped away her tears and left without turning back.
Regardless of the difficulties and misunderstandings, it is always necessary to move forward.
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The tortoise-shell dragon left the western sea attachment city and employed soil underground travel, drilling a hundred and several dozen li in the soil. He traveled to the outside of the Han Song Ridge.
This is the advantage of having a spirit beast mount.
The tortoise-shell dragon cannot fly, is not as beautiful as the phoenix, but it is really practical to use.
After emerging from the soil, Zheng Yan retracted the spiritual light around his body and was completely clean, not a speck of soil on him. He took out the letter given to Mo Yunshu by Yulou and nervously flew towards Han Song Ridge slowly.
There are neither any pine trees nor a ridge on Han Song Ridge. This area has developed over the years and has actually become a small city, settled by thousands of Mo family members, including both cultivators and ordinary people.
A patrol of Mo family cultivators noticed Zheng Yan and welcomed him.
When Zheng Yan saw that the man had reached the foundation realm through breaking through his realm with a Dan, he knew it was another case of this. However, he still smiled warmly - even a foundation realm disciple would be careful when approaching the true master's doorstep.
"Esteemed friend, I am Zheng Yan from the Jade Gate Manor, and this is a letter from our Wang family's Jade Gate for Noble Mo Yunshu. If it is inconvenient for you to enter, please kindly deliver it for me."
The Mo family patrol cultivator had never heard of the Jade Gate Manor, nor did he know who Wang Yuku is. However, it should still be reliable to have a foundation realm cultivator deliver a letter, right?
Therefore, he accepted the letter.
Zheng Yan's excuse of inconvenience was just polite, and he was thinking that he, a foundation realm cultivator, should be able to enter the gate.
However, the Mo family patrol cultivator really only accepted the letter and gave a casual assurance that it would be passed on before sending him away.
Zheng Yan ran so far, but he ended up with a nose full of dust.
He had no complaints, but he was a bit moved.
The Purple Palace's courtyard is indeed extraordinary. That pride, it's strong!
However, when Zheng Yan delivered Wang Yulou's letter to Mo Yunshu, the timing was not appropriate.
In the central courtyard of Han Song Ridge, there were no buildings, only a pine tree covered in frost flowers.
Wang Yulou's letter arrived with a transmission note from the Mo family patrol cultivator, landing directly into the hands of Mo Yunshu who was meditating under the pine tree.
Without hesitation, Mo Yunshu opened the letter and scanned through its contents. However, a surprised look crossed his face.
Wang Yulou was quite straightforward, directly asking Mo Yunshu to accompany him and meet with Chen Haiti of the Shang Fang Pavilion. He seemed to treat her as a close friend.
"Chen Haiti, Chen Haiti, the name sounds like it belongs to someone from the Chen family of Poor Sea."
"The name 'Chen Haiti' is a good name, but when the Chen family calls it, it becomes a joke."
The frost-covered pine tree remained still, but the voice of the elder was heard by Mo Yunshu.
"But, Xiao Yun, who is this 'Yukou'? A new friend of yours?"
Mo Yunshu thought for a moment and said.
"A strange person, I served with him in the Feng Wen Pavilion and only met once, but he seems to treat me as a close friend."
By the way, he is the son-in-law of Zhou Fuzhao, married to Zhou family's legitimate daughter Zhou Yingxi, and has become a true disciple of the Red Light Beacon."
To tell you the truth, his family is also an affluent one under the tutelage of Mang Xianzun. Uncle Xun said that this person is not simple, and should be considered the future leader of the Mang bloodline."
Upon hearing Mo Yunshu's words, Han Song True Lord said.
"The Mengxiang bloodline. It is appropriate for you to befriend him. Humph, Shenguang is in for some bad luck."
"Is True Lord Shenguang going to have bad luck?"
Mo Yunshu was somewhat skeptical. That was none other than the legendary True Lord Shenguang, the most legendary among numerous legends in the Western Sea. He was a famous figure all over the world.
Who could make such a great cultivator suffer?
"The Mengxiang bloodline sent two true masters of the Red Light Beacon to serve as knives in the Western Sea, but Shenguang didn't even pay them any attention."
A few days ago, on the assembly of immortals platform, Shenguang even insulted the Mengxiang bloodline.
Finally, Mengxiang swallowed his pride and suffered a loss for the sake of the big picture. His allies would naturally make up for it in other places to appease him.
Now, Mengxiang's allies have sent people into the Western Sea. I guess it's aimed at Shenguang.
In conclusion, Xiao Yun, you should go back to the Immortal City now and maintain a good relationship with Wang Yulou.
"The Western Sea will have some good battles in the future!"
Han Song True Lord saw it clearly.
In the northwest corner of Wu Nan, if Shenguang is considered the representative of the reformist faction, then Mengxiang is the representative of the conservative faction.
The Mengxiang True Realm Pillar's five proposals failed at the assembly of immortals platform, which in fact was the result of a battle of law between two factions within the Immortal Alliance.
Although, on that day, it seemed that Mengxiang suffered heavily, at least he maintained the interests of his camp on the major issues.
Shenguang isn't a sitting tiger like the Sky Serpent, just a local big shot in the Western Sea, or even more accurately, a local dragon.
Shenguang is just a local dragon in the Western Sea. As Mengxiang continues to eat the short end of the stick for the sake of factional harmony, the conservative faction helping him smack Shenguang down a notch is merely a matter of time.
Of course, when I say "smack" I don't mean to kill Shenguang. Such things are not done by great cultivators.
The petty-minded and the clumsy ones would engage in physical confrontations. Great cultivators, who have cultivated for many years to reach their highest level, wouldn't easily get into a confrontation with a powerful enemy.
Any Jin Dan, any legendary great cultivator, has ascended to their peak through a sea of corpses and blood.
No Jin Dan true immortal would dare to look down on another Jin Dan true immortal.
So, even if the Immortal Alliance really goes to war, it will only be when it is absolutely impossible to ease up.
The immortals fighting for war on the assembly of immortals platform are more like a pack of dogs barking loudly at the village head, showing their stance, with at least ten thousand eight hundred miles away from real combat.
Of course, preparations should be made for the internal war, as the opponents are all too cunning, and no one wants to take risks.
But not being able to kill Shenguang does not mean that one cannot hammer the followers of Shenguang under the Western Sea – it was actually Shenguang who mentioned it himself.
Shenguang said that the Immortal Alliance needs reform and needs to be modified and trimmed, right?
The conservative faction agreed!
Just cut you Shenguang!
Aren't you also a member of the Immortal Alliance?
The main disciples of Jin Mingdu from the Golden Mountain True Lord, Lian Congxian from the Lotus Bud True Lord, and Chen Yanghe from the Qionghai True Lord have all entered the Western Sea.
Han Song is looking forward to the scene of Shenguang, that cunning thief, suffering.
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"Can you stop giving me a headache, Dragon Black, control your younger brother. Is that too hard?"
A senior cultivator wearing an ornate magic robe was struggling to pull his spirit beast.
However, the spirit beast did not give him face, and instead kept trying to communicate with other similar beasts on the side of the road.
In the second-floor pavilion of Zhimei Pavilion, Lian Chengxian retracted his gaze from the window, sighing to the woman before him.
"In the interior of Wu Nan, it's hard to even see a minor demon, but on the streets of the Western Sea Immortal City, you can run into a foundation realm cultivator who has two large spirit beasts at any time,"
Jingdu Daoist nodded with a smile and said.
"The great spirit beasts may look impressive, but they are difficult to raise. These spirit beasts are extremely intelligent and are not far behind us in terms of intelligence."
Chen Yanghe suddenly had a thought and nodded vaguely towards the Yinyang Dao.
"The friend is clearly a high-level cultivator, but even he seems helpless in the face of the beast's mating behavior."
After all, even though they are great demons, they are just animals at the end of the day. Not being able to control the desire to mate is not strange."
The animal cannot control the desire to mate.
Chen Yanghe's words were indeed interesting, and Jin Mingdu could no longer hold back.
"Hahaha! Ahem! Ahem! Ahem!"
The sound of the beauty's cough is also quite attractive. Lian Chengxian hurriedly stood up and asked with concern.
"Jingdu Daoist, what's wrong? Is it that the spirit tea here doesn't suit your taste? I said we should drink the seventh-grade spirit tea. Come, have some of the one I brought. This kind of low-key style is unnecessary."
Faced with the groveling from the piglike man, Jingdu Daoist felt disgusted. She quickly combed through her composure and looked at Chen Yanghe.
"No need, I just thought of something happy."
Hmm, let's talk about where to start the investigation.
What do you think, Yanghe junior?"
Originally, Chen Yanghe had no particular thoughts on Jingdu Daoist, but Lian Chengxian's constant stimulation made Chen Yanghe feel a special desire for the Heavenly Lotus Immortal.
Defeat Jingdu Daoist, and then. At the same time, have Lian Chengxian stand aside and watch carefully!"
"Spirit tea, spirit tea, Jingdu Sister has reminded me. The Gu family is involved in intelligence trading. Why don't we go to the Gu family's teahouse and see if we can find some related information?"
Whether someone is worthless or not, you can tell just by one sentence.
Jingdu Daoist confirmed again that Chen Yanghe's smooth Yin Yang was just an accidental burst, and this person was ultimately a spoiled member of a big family who hadn't been raised properly.
However, she still smiled and said.
"Your idea is good, let's go to the Gu family teahouse."
The group went down the stairs and saw the senior cultivator who couldn't control his spirit beast walk in. Jingdu Daoist nodded and greeted him, then left with the two sticks.
In the second-floor pavilion of Zhimei Pavilion, Zhou Yingxi noticed that her husband finally put down the hand he had unnaturally raised.
"What's wrong?" She asked with concern.
Wang Yulou smiled and pointed to the dish of donkey intestines.
"Eat it. I have a good relationship with Wind Sword Immortal, so don't wait for him. I'll have the kitchen prepare it after you finish eating."
The Zhimei Pavilion in the Western Sea Immortal City has a high level, unlike the Zhimei Pavilion in Qingxi Pavilion. Here, the pavilions have soundproof arrays.
But for Wang Yulou, these arrays are as unguarded as a sieve without defenses—since they're his own.
Therefore, when Lian Chengxian, the pig-like man, opened his mouth, Wang Yulou immediately realized who it was.
However, he didn't need to mention what he had just heard to Zhou Yingxi. He knew it on his own.
On one hand, it was to maintain the appearance of his trust in Zhou Yingxi, and on the other hand,
The three people obviously had special tasks - investigation. They were all from large families, but in terms of configuration, it was a smart person with two idiots.
Such configuration is actually quite interesting.
Now that they three have gone to the Gu family teahouse 'investigating,' it's easy to see that they won't be able to find out anything.
How could Gu Qiliang, a person as shrewd as that, drag Gu Yuanzhen into the messy affairs within the Immortal Alliance and involve the whole family?
But, Lian Chengxian, Lian Chengxian.
Wang Yulou was contemplating Lian Chengxian, while Zhou Yingxi was eating the donkey intestines, and Feng Jianxian pushed open the door of the private room, led by the waiter.
"Zhimei Pavilion is good, Yulou. I told you last time to come to Zhimei Pavilion, but you had to go to Moonlit Night, oh!"
As you can see, Zhou Daoist also enjoys donkey intestines, just like me, haha."
The chopsticks in her hand flew halfway up as if electrified, and Zhou Yingxi cleared her throat before speaking in a slightly displeased tone.
"Senior Wind, you misunderstand. Zhou Yingxi just wanted to try it."
Knowing that his wife's face skin had not been refined well enough, Wang Yulou quickly said.
"Senior Wind, have you heard that the great demon Black Dragon Horse has arrived?"
The three of them had a bit of a misunderstanding about their titles, and in the end, Feng Jianxian sighed with a troubled expression.
"You may not know, Yulou, but there was a reason why Black Dragon Horse previously didn't allow his brother to come here."
Black Dragon Horse is already enough of a troublemaker, but his brother is even less likeable."
Unbecoming?
Zhou Yingxi was a bit confused and asked.
"What do you mean by 'unbecoming'?"
Feng Jianxian first smiled playfully, then realized that this was his brother's wife and corrected himself, saying.
"I mean, seeing a mare, he can't help but gather strength."
Under Wang Yulou's look of mixed amusement and disbelief, Feng Jianxian added one more sentence.
"Black Dragon doesn't let him come, because he's afraid that he will compete with him for the opportunity to accumulate energy."
Zhou Yingxi hadn't figured it out yet, but Wang Yulou had already made up his mind.
"Senior Feng, it's all right. Great demons can have some temperament issues, it's normal. My family will send an elder cultivator with foundation realm abilities here soon, and then we can slowly work on it."
Zhou Yingxi, who had already understood what "gathering strength" meant, blushed and picked up her teacup to study the tea leaves in the water.
However, Feng Jianxian brought up a new suggestion at this moment.
"I'll have Black Dragon Horse accompany you, and I'll slowly tame his brother."
Seeing Wang Yulou immediately wanted to reject, Feng Jianxian spoke decisively.
"Yulou, you saved my life, and we also get along well. I consider you a good friend, so let's make it official."
Moreover, great demons are hard to deal with, and I have experience in this matter. Black Dragon was not exactly the epitome of propriety either in the beginning.
If you really want to thank me, you can find an opportunity to mess around with Yuan Family in the future, it doesn't have to be big. I just want to annoy Yuan Dao Sheng a bit."
In a way, Feng Jianxian truly has a righteous personality, and the request he made is quite bizarre.
Give you a great demon mount, and in return, you help me mess with Old Yuan.
Such things, throughout the entire world, may only be possible for Feng Jianxian to do.
"Not a problem, Feng Jianxian. Do you know that Yuan family has a celestial child coming to the Western Sea?"
Upon hearing the mention of Yuan family's celestial child, Feng Jianxian immediately laughed.
"Yuan Dao Sheng is indeed not ordinary. Despite facing something like Yuan Wu, he could still say such things as 'celestial child', which is really a face-saving move. His face is like a top-grade, no, an extremely high-grade defense artifact!"
He tapped the table lightly with his finger and smiled.
"Feng Jianxian, you're wrong. The Yuan family's celestial child that has been authenticated by the first foundation realm cultivator of Dishi Grotto, how can we look down upon him?"
I have a plan that can also involve Yuan Wu.
Why does Wang Yulou want to get along with Feng Jianxian?
On one hand, Feng Jianxian is indeed not ordinary. He is the first foundation realm cultivator that Wang Yulou has met in all these years of entering the cultivation realm.
On the other hand, it is for this moment.
Feng Jianxian is the servant of the Western Sea Branch of Dishi Grotto. It seems like he was sent away, but Dishi Grotto's Western Sea Branch is a real talent pool, with many talented people.
Yuan Wu is just a pretext. What Wang Yulou is really focused on are the disciples of the Zhenhua Palace selected by Dishi Grotto, as they have been chosen once by the grotto.
The external disciples of Dishi Grotto may not be worth cultivating, but Wang Yaohe, a cultivation powerhouse like him, was once a disciple of Zhenhua Palace!
——
Wang Xianmao's figure seemed travel-worn. From the Wang family mountain to the Western Sea Immortal City, he never stopped for even a moment or two on his journey.
During the journey, Wang Xianmao even took two spiritual pills.
The reason is simple, he is anxious, very anxious.
It's like the scorching heat of flames baking the soul, but he can't abandon his soul, just as the Wang family can't give up its thousand-year-old accumulation.
He can't escape no matter how hard he tries.
In such anxiety, he chose to immerse himself in flying to alleviate the situation.
He knew that even if he reached the Western Sea, he couldn't truly resolve the predicament Wang Yulou faced.
But. The leader of the family also needs a way to release stress.
He has no one to talk to. Wang Jingyi and Wang Yulou have a lot to keep back, just like Wang Yulou and Zhou Yingxi. Wang Xianmao is the same.
He is the pillar of Wang family. He cannot be weak, he cannot be lazy, he cannot collapse, he cannot make mistakes, he cannot...
Therefore, the feeling of virtual freedom that comes from riding the illusionary Dunfa method at high speed has become the closest thing he can touch to freedom and salvation.
However, as the Western Sea Immortal City appeared on the horizon, Wang Xianmao's only sliver of redemption was also gone.
He is clear that the cage doesn't lie in the red light, nor in the Immortal Union, but in the heaven and earth, and in the great cultivators among them.
Without Mengxiu Master, there's still Masha Master, Elephant Master, Deco Elephant Master.
Neither he nor the Wang family can escape.
The seed core falls at the entrance of the Western Sea Immortal City, and Wang Xianmao walks firmly into the city.
The illusion of freedom and redemption is ultimately an illusion.
Begin the true path of redemption.
Keep walking!
