After teasing his apprentice casually, Ji Yunlai turned his eyes to the coast.

This was the first time he had seen the sea since he came to this world.

For a time, his thoughts were flying.

In his memory, when he first came to this world, he was just a five-year-old child who woke up after nearly drowning, and his family lived in a remote town in the inland of the Central Continent, located next to a tributary of a river. At that time, the fierce beast demons were rampant, the national strength was weakened, and the common people had to rely on big affluent families who had warriors on retainer to survive, and hand over most of the food they grew as payment which wasn’t much in the first place. And he had belonged to such a big affluent family consisting of hundreds of people.

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Both the men and women in such big families practiced combative arts. Whenever a fierce beast demon invaded, they must go to fight and protect their lands. He heard that his father was chased into the forest by the fierce beast demons while fighting against them, and not even his bones were returned. Hearing the bad news, his mother’s health, which was already damaged due to giving birth prematurely, deteriorated and she eventually died. After that, he was brought up by someone in the family to learn combative arts. Although he received little love and care, he was not lacking in food and clothing. At that time, he was addicted to learning the talisman seals and spiritual wards introduced to him by his uncle and attracted a lot of criticism. But after he successfully created the Little Sunflame Ward to dispel the fierce beast demons, the patriarch, his grandfather, gave him all the extra money in the family and let him find his own cultivation path.

At the age of fourteen, he was already considered an adult, and he was very eager to cultivate immortality. After thanking his clan, he carried his belongings and walked towards the road of seeking immortality.

It was only after walking out of the small town that he realized the greatness of heaven and the earth and the difficulty of the immortal path.

After stumbling along the way, it took half a year to reach the Yunshan Sect, which was thousands of miles away—it was also the holy place that the people of Yun State yearned for.

However, he did not get the protagonist template, and his physique of four spiritual roots resulted in a direct rejection.

He stayed in Xiaofang City at the foot of the sect mountain for a year and a half. He encountered all kinds of rights and wrongs on the way, and escaped death many times when hunting fierce beast demons. He tried his best to save money to buy a talisman seal dictionary while worrying about the rogue cultivators who stole and robbed others unscrupulously…

At that time, he really wanted to travel around and have a look at this new world. He heard that the Southern Sea was full of impressive waves, the mountains of the Eastern Continent were like ladders that reached the heavens, and the snow flew for thousands of miles in the Northern Continent. He heard that the four major academies in the Central Continent were connected to the sacred land of the major sects, which was the place where countless cultivators yearned for.

But he could only think about it. Along the way, the fierce beast demons, rogue and demonic cultivators, encountering any of them was always a disaster. Listening to the stories of those cultivators from the major sects felt like listening to myths.

Then… he reached the skies in a single step and woke up on Kun-Lai Mountain’s summit.

It had been a while now, and he had determined that he did not transmigrate again to a thousand years in the future, but that he just lost his memory after living a millennium already.

After all, the choices he encountered were all natural. If it was his sixteen-year-old self, he would have never killed anyone so casually, even if it was to save Xiao Qing.

This should be his biggest change.

***

“Master, you have been watching the sea for a long time.” Feng Qingxiu whispered, “It’s getting dark.”

Ji Yunlai took back his thoughts and nodded: “You go back first, I’ll stay for a while longer.”

Feng Qingxiu nodded and saw that his master wanted to be alone, so he respectfully retreated and left.

Ji Yunlai stepped out and appeared on Sword Contemplation Cliff.

There were many Kun-Lai disciples sitting on the pine trees on the cliffs by the sea, listening to the sound of the sword energy.

He naturally also heard countless ringing of sword energy, and even knew that this sword was the Supreme Ninth Heaven Calamity Sword, and making this sword strike cost at least 80% of his spiritual essence.

And the endless thundering roars among the sword energy was the result of the thunder he borrowed from the tribulation of the heavens after he changed heaven and earth to once again make a second sword strike.

Rumor had it that he cut through the main mountain vein with a single sword strike, but how could that be possible, he was not a god. He had at the very least slashed out a hundred sword strikes here, but the speed was too fast, flashing by in a single moment to make people think that he had only released one sword strike.

And now sitting here, he instinctively felt the pain—this kind of pain in the divine consciousness, he couldn’t imagine how painful it had been when the Myriad Tribulations descended on him, such that it left the echo of pain in his soul even now.

The sword intent left behind had not subsided even after hundreds of years, and he was afraid that the cutting and opening up of the mountain was not as easy as imagined.

“The third section of Kun-Lai Mountain, the mouth of Haijing, the Sword Contemplation Cliff.” Not far away, a Kun-Lai disciple of the Foundation Establishment Stage carved his name at the foot of the mountain and picked up a rock as a souvenir, “Let’s go, don’t be discovered.”

“I want to leave Feng Qingxiu’s name. I wonder if the elders who don’t allow us to leave our names will trouble him instead?” A disciple was eager to try.

“Don’t fool around, if they check the handwriting and find out we’ll be dead, let’s go already, I don’t want to be found out,” the disciple next to him pulled him away, “It feels quite exciting though.”

“That’s right. It’s a pity that I can’t leave a name. Those people from the Mountain Patrol Bureau are really too strict.”

Ji Yunlai laughed involuntarily.

The world had really changed. He did not expect that after a thousand years, some people would also take pride and feel honored to commemorate the traces left by him.

His eyes turned and landed on the bottom of the cliff.

A transparent and huge jellyfish floated quietly under the water, silently letting countless disciples walk through its tentacles, just quietly feeling the sword intent around them.

It seemed to sense Ji Yunlai’s gaze, and it floated out of the water like a ghost, landed next to him and turned into a handsome man with a high nose and deep eyes who bowed to him.

“Shui Wusi of the Western Sea, pays respects to the Xing Dao Master.”

Ji Yunlai didn’t speak, Shui Wusi, the King Consort of Great Yan, the Spirit Demon King of the Western Sea?

“Coming here, have you changed your mind?” the man asked calmly.

Change my mind about what? Ji Yunlai was unable to speak.

“The final attribution of Great Xuan’s fortune was on Li Xianjing. It wasn’t on the High Priest or others. They are also investigating. I already found some clues back then, but you didn’t want to pursue the matter any more.” Shui Wusi’s deep ocean blue eyes stared at him, “You don’t care about Great Xuan’s hidden treasury, the same is true for the sea clans, it’s only because of the favor we owe you, and we only found one Abyss Snail twenty years ago… although I don’t know who you want to protect in their reincarnation. But then you retreated into Seclusion until now, I imagine it was due to suffering from the reincarnation matter.”

“…” Ji Yunlai was speechless.

“No one from the sea clans disclosed what happened back then, this trivial matter is still possible to be guaranteed.” Shui Wusi sighed, “The Ruins are too dangerous, finding the Abyss Snail has exhausted the material resources of our Western Sea clans, if you want another we are unable to produce it again. If you really want that person to be reincarnated, you might as well try Great Xuan’s Three Lives Three Worlds Divine Codex, they don’t have to be reincarnated as a human.”

Ji Yunlai finally understood a little bit. It seemed that twenty years ago, he had asked the Western Sea clans for a treasure called the Abyss Snail to protect someone’s soul in reincarnation, but they seemed to be unable to find more than one, so this person suggested that he look for and try Great Xuan’s method instead.

But he should have solved the problem himself already. After all, he cleared his memory with such carefree unrestraint.

“If you have nothing else to ask of me, Shui Wusi shall take my leave.” The man took a step back before turning around and leaving.

***

When Yuan Lie took Ying Qingxiao out of the flying peak, the young man was very silent.

“I took a look at the ward guarding your cell and I remembered how to disassemble it immediately,” Yuan Lie said calmly, “I have watched tonight’s fortune, and the others will not be at the flying peak for the time being. You are also a mortal, and there are so many mortals on the peak which is why I can take you out. They also don’t place much importance on you. Tonight, when the tracking seals on your body failed they were not replenished in time. That’s why I could release you from your imprisonment. This is the only chance, and I will only send you off here.”

Ying Qingxiao clenched his fingers and whispered, “Yuan Lie, come with me.”

He had been running the Lost Pearl Society for many years, and naturally he had been to Haijing. He knew that as long as he got on a whale ship in Haijing, the sky and land was vast and there was almost no possibility of being caught again.

The maritime transport here was extremely prosperous. In order to travel the ocean over a long period of time, many sea spirit demons were employed to escort the ships. A single route was decades long. In order to transport goods and people, the ships were made out of enormous whale bones. The people of Haijing used their lives to map out and connect the hundreds of thousands of miles that made up the route. Once making the sea trip, there would be sea spirit demons leading out of the harbor and straight into the sea. The ship would then be difficult to find, no one or creature was allowed to get on the ship to make trouble.

And it was as good as impossible to find an ordinary person like him among countless people, unless of course he met the Master of Kun-Lai once again.

“I can’t go.” Yuan Lie shook his head and turned to leave, “The ship will leave in a moment, you should have a way to get on it.”

“Ah Lie!” Ying Qingxiao grabbed his wrist tightly, “think about your mother, she is still waiting for you, what will she do if you leave. I know you always wanted to go to Kun-Lai, but you let me go, and they won’t forgive you.”

“You actually remember my mother?” Yuan Lie glanced at him indifferently, “Who she misses most in her heart is you, and what she hopes most is that I enter Kun-Lai and have you come back to her. That’s why I let you go, If you’re dead, she won’t be able to continue living.”

“If you die, will she be able to continue living?”

“Then why do you still insist on seeking death?” Yuan Lie asked him coldly, “So many have been unable to go to Kun-Lai, yet you can’t stand it? Do you think that by abandoning us, and having me take my mother’s surname you could cut away your familial ties? Do you know how many people have been surveilling me over the years?”

“You don’t understand…” Ying Qingxiao whispered, “It’s not just this reason.”

“En, so go.” Yuan Lie shook his head, pulled his hand away, and turned to leave.

“Yuan Lie,” Ying Qingxiao sighed, “I don’t have to leave, as long as I reveal the backers of the Lost Pearl Society, there is still a chance to save my life.”

“What you are going to say is a plot, I saw your fortune, you can’t deceive the person you want to deceive.” Yuan Lie shook his head, “Go, don’t cause me anymore trouble.”

“What if I say, I am a blood relative of the Master of Kun-Lai in my past life?” Ying Qingxiao whispered, “Do you think I still have a chance?”

“Who told you that?” Yuan Lie stopped and turned to ask him.

“It doesn’t matter who told me, I really am, I remember some things from my previous life…” Ying Qingxiao’s voice suddenly halted, and he looked at his son in disbelief.

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Yuan Lie silently let go of the sharp blade in his hand and watched him fall before he said softly, “Remembering your previous life, is that so amazing?”

He didn’t want to remember his previous life at all.

He didn’t want to remember the days when he used to be called Li Xianjing.

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From Ji Yunlai’s point of view, no matter whether it was a company, a kingdom or a sect, it was impossible for one to manage it forever. Everything comes to an end eventually and that was nothing to regret about.

When he designed the Kun-Lai Sect system in the past, he originally planned it for the possibility of being able to function even without the sect leader. It could even be said that what he wanted to pass on to future generations was a kind of thought, not the sect itself. There were so many peaks and so many schools within the sect. The way of its development originally was through the cooperation of many divisions. So in fact, even though Kun-Lai was called a sect, it was actually more like a country.

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Whether one was a spirit demon or a human, how many of them could spare a mind for the world outside the sect after entering Kun-Lai?

So it was clearly a case of his apprentice being afraid that he would be angry and as a result thought too much.

How could he be angry with his apprentice?

However, what he said just now seemed to have frightened his little apprentice, so he needed to comfort him.

Just as Ji Yunlai was about to speak, he saw his apprentice nod and say, “I understand, I won’t let you down!”

Eh, what do you understand? Ji Yunlai didn’t know, but it didn’t matter.

“Let’s go Xiao Qing, I haven’t finished looking around just now.” He touched the pouch and felt that the material was good, but he still had a question, “My apprentice, why do you have so much paper ashes in your pouch?”

Feng Qingxiu’s handsome face turned red, and he coughed to cover up, “It’s my fault, I’ll find another for you.”

He took out a piece of cloud brocade—as a sect benefit, every year the sect would distribute some fabrics that had protection talisman seals woven into it as new clothes for the disciples. Feng Qingxiu cut off a large piece without any distress, and then controlled his sword energy to use as a needle to make the stitches, and soon he had an even more exquisite and beautiful pouch, after which he then invited his Master in again.

The pouch with the paper ash was carefully put away by him.

On the way he threw away the little house model he accidentally broke.

How could the house for his master be so simple? How could a small house that didn’t even have a proper door be allowed to house his master?

Feng Qingxiu pondered secretly over finding time to make a better and more lifelike pavilion. The incense burners, futons, paintings, flower arrangements, tables, chairs, beds, quilt covers, bed pillows, all of it must be prepared and only the best should be used.

Oh that’s right, weren’t they about to go out for a walk now?

It’s an opportunity!

When he thought of personally building a house for his master, Feng Qingxiu felt like a flame was slowly burning in his heart, igniting his infinite fighting spirit!

The master glanced at his apprentice inexplicably, and kept getting the feeling that something was not quite right.

***

Since leaving Kun-Lai, more than four months have passed, and it was already early spring.

The capital of Yan, also known as Haijing, was located in the south of the Western Continent, and the seasons were not very distinct. When the capital of Great Xiao was in the middle of winter, the weather here was only the slight chill of early autumn.

The streets were lively and crowded. Along the waterfront, there were also mermaids and octopuses selling all kinds of seafood. The two races of spirit demons and humans were interacting very harmoniously, with no intention of killing each other at all.

Feng Qingxiu relayed to his master the origin of Haijing’s situation.

Originally, it was a place that was uninhabitable for humans, and was wrought with various diseases. Those who fled here were also the army deserters of the Great Xiao State who couldn’t survive back in their native home. Perhaps they were not destined to die, just when they were about to be wiped out, they actually encountered a high level Kun-Lai cultivator who returned for a visit to relatives at sea, You Bazhua, the deputy peak master of Wenjian Peak. This squid spirit demon saved them with the idea of letting the Sect Leader see that he was a spirit demon who had gained enlightenment. Just a bit of spiritual herb and the diseases the humans suffered were cured, causing them to thank him profusely and even regard him as a sea god and wanted to set up a shrine to thank him.

At this time, Deputy Peak Master You was troubled because the Kun-Lai humans looked down on the spirit demons. Seeing this situation, an idea formed: Since the Dragon-Phoenix Selection could be attended by all humans from the Western Continent, why couldn’t they establish a kingdom that was close to the spirit demons to change this status quo?

This deputy peak master was very capable of action. With his support, Qingdi Peak sent a small team to explore and found that this land was moist and watery, mosquitoes were rampant, thus making it conducive to the spread of disease. So medicine packs made with local herbs to get rid of the insects, and some combative arts for strengthening the body were passed to the humans living there. The cultivation of such methods required a lot of food supplements. If just subsisting on a vegetarian diet while cultivating combative arts, it was possible to lead to blood urination, but this problem was not a big problem at the seaside. The people here all feed on fish, and even if they could not become an expert master, they could still build up a resistance to disease.

Afterwards, Deputy Peak Master You personally went to several sea spirit demon clans to find acquaintances, hoping that they could go to Haijing to do some trading, and he would even give subsidies.

With the help of a person who was quite a bigwig in the eyes of mortals, these refugees quickly settled down.

At this time, the Qingdi Peak field research team, who were ready to leave, found a piece of invaluable ambergris by the sea that was of large size and superb quality and went about showing it off.

They introduced that this kind of incense could calm the mind and get rid of heart demons, and if added to medicinal pills could increase the chance of successful pill batches. There was absolutely no problem in exchanging a box of Nascent Soul level pills with a piece of ambergris!

Deputy Peak Master You, who was not familiar with medicinal pills, picked up this incense curiously and took a look at it. And instantly felt ridiculous disbelief. Wasn’t this the poop of their squid spirit demon’s natural enemy, the big head whale?

As soon as his answer came out, he was immediately scolded by the Qingdi Peak team. How could something possessing such good medicinal qualities be poop? You ignorant bumpkin.

Deputy Peak Master You sneered and took them to see the excrement of the big head whale to let them see if it was truly poop or not. He also collected a lot of “ambergris” for them to bring back to study and identify, both fresh and old poop—anyway, it was incredibly easy to find more of this kind of thing in the sea.

After Qingdi Peak confirmed that it was really the case, their three views were shattered.

Then they found that the effect of the newly discharged “ambergris” was almost zero, and the longer it soaked in seawater, the better the effect, so they decided that it was not completely poop, but a part of it that had the special effect and extracted that part.

However, the new question was, to use or not to continue to use it?

After a few days of discussion, Qingdi Peak unanimously decided to use it!

Why not use it? Compared with the increased yield of pills to treat wounds and heart demons, such a small sacrifice was worth it, and this time the amount collected was a lot. If possible, they could have Deputy Peak Master You bring over even more. The more the better!

For a time, the door of Deputy Peak Master You’s home was almost broken with so many visitors, and thus began his career of trading sea resources.

At this time, everyone began to realize, was there a treasure that had been ignored all this time?

Oh, the sea!

The sea was so big, just how many good things like ambergris were in it? We humans are not suitable to live in the sea, but it did not mean that the things in the sea could not be used by humans!

So, half of the people from the whole of Kun-Lai Mountains rushed to Haijing City in a mighty manner, and began a century old career of scouring the sea.

Kun-Lai’s spirit water demons were responsible for bringing various corals and seaweeds, minerals and algae from the bottom of the sea. Then Kun-Lai was responsible for identifying whether it was useful or not and then buying it if it was useful.

The nearby sea spirit demon clans were not stupid. There were various medicinal herbs and water spiritual plants on the land, which were also beneficial to them. So why not exchange things that were usually useless for something good.

…In less than a hundred years since then, Haijing had become the largest city in the Western Continent, beating out all other countries in the Western Continent. The national power became so strong it was practically in defiance of the natural order.

A big nation from the Southern Continent once wanted to lead an expedition to Haijing, but before even halfway, they were rolled up in hurricanes by all kinds of sea spirit demons and became fodder for the fish in the sea.

***

Feng Qingxiu looked at a beautiful mermaid floating on the shore. There were hundreds of shells in front of her, each of which was exquisite and gorgeous, as beautiful as precious jewels, glowing with a faint spiritual energy, and would even work well in the use of making talismans.

“How do I buy these?” Feng Qingxiu imagined a shell hut on the beach almost as soon as he saw it, imagining his master sitting on the shell bed, and felt as if he was going to die from the adorableness.

“One piece for one grain of spiritual rice, but if you have a Repairing Essence Pill then you can have all of it.” The mermaid’s ear wings, like fish fins, slightly fanned, as she said softly with a very beautiful voice.

The Dragon-Phoenix Selection was ​​not only a major event for the human race, but also an opportunity for sea races like them. At this time, there would always be many generous human cultivators who would come to buy these ordinary things found in the sea that to them were as good as pebbles on the ground were to humans.

“Here!” So cheap? Feng Qingxiu took out dozens of grains of rice and quickly exchanged for the shells.

“Thank you.” She met a fat fish! The mermaid was also very satisfied, and gifted him dozens of pearls before returning to the water.

Then Feng Qingxiu was surrounded by more than a dozen octopuses, lobsters, sea snakes, and mermaids.

All kinds of corals and pretty sea stones activated his buy-buy-buy mode, it was simply too cheap to pass up.

The sea spirit demons were also very happy. This fat fish was very rich, and one must not let it go when one encounters it.

After a long while, the sea spirit demons finally left him after all their goods were sold, and Feng Qingxiu finally managed to struggle away from their clutches.

Feng Qingxiu then came across the shops run by humans.

“This customer, you must not come to Haijing City often. Our Haiyou Pavilion is the number one place in the Western Continent for seafood. If you don’t visit once, you will have come to Haijing in vain. Come on~” A pleasant looking boy stopped him, “The most beautiful sea fish sliced and served fresh, I guarantee you will never forget it after just a taste…”

Feng Qingxiu walked in with his master. Although he had been here twelve years ago, he didn’t dare to enter such a place at that time, but he didn’t have to worry about that now.

He was taken to a private room facing the sea, and watching the winding coast and the cascading waves from such a height was indeed a real pleasure.

“Master, are you able to eat?” Sitting in the private room, Feng Qingxiu asked his master.

“No.” He was just a trace of divine consciousness, so he definitely couldn’t eat, but seeing the dismayed expression on his apprentice’s face, he still walked up to the plates of exquisite sea fish before raising his head and saying to his apprentice, “The flavor is not bad, although I can’t eat it, but if I brush across it with my divine consciousness, I can know the taste.”

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Divine consciousness could actually be used like this? Feng Qingxiu was dazed for a while. After all, he was still a rookie cultivator, and his divine consciousness was usually just used to sense his surroundings.

“Of course you can.” Ji Yunlai explained with a smile, “Wait until Xiao Qing’s divine consciousness strengthens in the future, you will be able to connect to the heavens and the underworld, and even be able to manifest it physically to experience the pleasure of the flesh, let alone taste the flavor of a dish of fish.”

Instantly, Feng Qingxiu blushed to the tips of his ears.

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Feng Qingxiu did have some understanding of the conflict between the two lineages, but in his eyes, it seemed to be no different from other competitions between peaks, and it was no big deal.

Because according to the records of the Kun-Lai factional system, from the day when Kun-Lai was established, although they worked together against external parties, there was no internal harmony between the peaks and various lineages. It was said that this habit originated from the Kun-Lai Seven Elders—that was, it was passed down from the seven junior brothers and sisters of the Sect Leader.

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The gratitudes and grudges of various peaks and various lineages could be written on hundreds of jade tablets.

For example, when he just got the Net Charm at the outer sect, he encountered the custom-made Cloud Talisman Dao Seed being issued, so he watched the Battle of the Dao Seed among several peaks on the Net Charm, which was extremely lively indeed.

For example, when the Qingdi Peak lineage competed for the resource of the Cloud Talisman Dao Seed, it was necessary to fight against several peak lines that specialized in planting or have an important role in spiritual planting.

Qingnu raised the banner and fought each peak decisively.

If they encountered Shennong Peak, they would diss: Isn’t it just farming, do you even make as much income as growing spiritual plants?

If they encountered Jiedu Peak, they would diss: Those who play with poison are all evil, harming others and harming themselves, trash peak! The sect should just demote it back to our Qingdi Peak!

If it was Danding Peak: pretentious lot, it’s just a different packaging from our spiritual herbs!

If it was Yushou Peak: what kind of Dao Seeds do you need to plant spiritual plants, and what kind of spiritual plants do spiritual beasts even need, can’t you go to Shennong Peak?

And also Tianshui Peak: what are water spirit demons making trouble for, it’s enough for you to just have water, why do you want land as well?

***

As above and so on, of course, Shennong Peak and other big inner peaks would definitely not show weakness and diss back, “A group of crazies who cut people every day asking for Dao Seeds is also a waste.” It was estimated that Qingdi Peak has already become immune to this based on how many times they have heard it from their opponents already.

He even heard that several peak masters directly broke out into fisticuffs, and the tables and chairs in the discussion hall ended up having to be replaced by another batch.

And not long ago, when he left the mountain gate to oversee the Dragon-Phoenix Selection, the main network had already turned white hot because of the preparations for the expedition.

Let’s take the example of Qingdi Peak, which was led by Qingnu: towards Taiyi Peak (why do you need to increase the price of building another flying peak, it would be simpler to just rob us honest folks!), Wenjian Peak (the treatments for injuries are just that expensive, if you think it’s too expensive, don’t treat it!) and all the other battle type peaks (we have the final say in the treatment of injuries, as long as we can cure them, what are you afraid of, you cowards!)

***

Fortunately, these were all matters of high-level Kun-Lai cultivators, and the lower-level disciples were far less nervous. Their usual style was: Wenjian Peak: come over, we want bodyguards, Danding Peak: come over, there’s money to make, and Yushou Peak: come over, remember to give discounts on the meat, and throw in some cheaper spiritual rice, are there any that are about to expire…

So what was so scary about the conflict between the two lineages?

He was a human and Senior Sister Tu was a spirit demon, but they didn’t fight!

Feng Qingxiu couldn’t comprehend for a while.

So he asked how it happened.

“What right do they have to say I can’t enter Kun-Lai, my father is the Emperor of Great Yan, and I have the blood of the human race in my body, why can’t I enter the Dragon-Phoenix Selection with Great Yan’s household registration?” Shui Lanlan argued, “What right do they have to say my father betrayed the human race? The water spirit demon clans have lived here much earlier than the human race. If it wasn’t for the water spirit demons, would you have survived here?”

Feng Qingxiu immediately knew the crux of the problem.

This Shui Lanlan girl was actually a mix of human and spirit demon. In this case, if she used the identity of a spirit demon, her parents must both have a Dao Disc in Kun-Lai before she could enter the outer sect, but her parents did not. If she used the identity of the human race, then she completely met the requirement of attending the Dragon-Phoenix Selection.

“Is that why someone tried to stop her from going to Kun-Lai?” Feng Qingxiu asked softly.

“Naturally, if this opening is made, and there are mixed-blood descendants, the Kun-Lai rules could be avoided. Of course, Peak Master Bai Liu would not be willing to see this.” Senior Sister Tu seemed to be very disgusted by the Qingdi Peak Master, “He is still hoping to help that group of useless trash get a little more opportunities, which is just a waste. Fortunately, there is Qingnu who has put Qingdi Peak back on the right track over the years, otherwise I really don’t know just how chaotic it would have become.”

This was actually a problem caused by money.

Kun-Lai had always had a lot of surplus. In order to encourage people from the mountain sect to participate in various competitions, many rewards were often issued, regardless of race and age and even outsiders could join (Hall of Merit: Why can’t outsiders win awards? If you can’t even defeat those outsiders, then is Kun-Lai spending so much money just to raise a bunch of Kun-Lai rats?).

And these resources were usually the key ones that the orphans under Bai Liu competed for, and many Kun-Lai spirit demons would also fight for as well. In Bai Liu’s eyes, these resources were exchanged by the Kun-Lai cultivators with their blood. It should be given to the humans and not the spirit demons, and he even proposed to expel the spirit demon clans several times at high-level gatherings, causing conflicts and becoming the fuse for the conflict between the two Kun-Lai lineages.

In the eyes of Peak Master You Bazhua, this was simply a joke. Could it be that when the spirit demons went on the expeditions together, they didn’t lose any numbers or had any casualties, and they all just went to buy soy sauce? (TN: to buy soy sauce=slang for none of my business/to not be involved/to be disinterested)

Why should Bai Liu have others bear the responsibility of the mistakes he made back then? Qingnu and the disciples under her were also orphans from the Battle of Yuntian Domain. How come Qingnu could stand up and become a great beam of support?

Besides, the rights of the spirit demon clans in Kun-Lai were already very limited. Just the fact that the Dragon-Phoenix Selection did ​​not allow spirit demons that were already part of Kun-Lai to participate, how many spirit demons had gotten cut out of the opportunity?

If you have the ability then drive away all the spirit demons in Kun-Lai, those who act as transits, those who act as guardian beasts, those who transport goods, those who deal with garbage disposal, those who mine, those who farm, and those who participate in research. If all of them were driven away, just who would lose more!

Did you really still think Kun-Lai was that little sect from hundreds of years ago!

Even if they gave up these jobs, would Bai Liu’s group of trash with eyes growing on the top of their heads be willing to take over?

Therefore, the two sides were often at war with each other, and the disciples on either side were also full of anger. This was the conflict between the two lineages.

Feng Qingxiu didn’t want to get involved, but the problem now was that he had to be the one in charge.

And he had the power to call the shots.

Becoming the only apprentice of Kun-Lai, he himself represented a part of the Sect Leader’s will.

After remaining silent for a while, Feng Qingxiu looked serious: “Then you must enter Kun-Lai no matter what?”

“Of course!” Miss Shui said decisively.

“As a human?” Feng Qingxiu confirmed again.

“Of course!” Miss Shui affirmed.

“Okay, then, I allow you to join in the Dragon-Phoenix Selection, but in the future your Dao Disc in Kun-Lai will state the human race and cannot be changed.” Feng Qingxiu stared at her, “Go, remember your choice today.”

“Thank you, Senior Brother! I will not forget this in the future.” Miss Shui smiled and rushed out quickly, running towards the Heart Asking Stone in the city.

Feng Qingxiu sighed softly, spoke briefly to his senior sister and Ji Mingyu, and went back to his room.

At the same time, he sternly refused the request to help them carve a miniature figurine of his master.

Back in the room, Feng Qingxiu respectfully put the pouch on the table, took a step back, and watched quietly.

Then his master popped of the pouch.

Feng Qingxiu was killed again by the cuteness, and his eyes were a little dazed when he looked at the jade man.

After a while, he blushed under his master’s smiling gaze: “Master, I let that girl go because I think it’s originally what you intended when you started the Dragon-Phoenix Selection, to give opportunities to those who want to seek the Dao. Only if one is not afraid or jealous of others, can one advance further, and it is also because the spirit demons represent both help and motivation to the human race, so you let the spirit demons into the mountain… am I right?”

His master looked at the shy little apprentice with a smile, and said casually: “Xiao Qing is really smart, the spirit demon race is originally too rough of a collective name. Kun-Lai is more lively with them, isn’t it? With me here, nothing will happen.”

In his opinion, the saying “what was not my race must have a different heart” was not necessarily correct. After all, it was not like a single race all had the same heart, right?

That they would divide among themselves, it could only be said that the benefits were not enough.

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“Thank you, Master.” With that being said, Feng Qingxiu was still a little uneasy, “But if there are too many spirit demons in the future… In the future, I mean very far in the future, would it become bad for the sect?”

Ji Yunlai looked at him, and suddenly chuckled: “My apprentice, why look ahead with such prudence, if that’s really the case, Kun-Lai can just fall apart.”

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Feng Qingxiu had a dream. In his dream, his cultivation level soared straight up in a clear sky, sweeping away ghosts, demons and gods alike, without failing the might and prestige of Kun-Lai at all. Even more, he managed to gain a lot of territory and achieved great merit, including a beautiful place with verdant hills and limpid water. He then took out his savings over many years, built a huge palace, and invited his master to stay.

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His master praised him and settled with happiness, saying: Xiao Qing is indeed my good apprentice.

And he replied that this was what this apprentice should do.

In this way, he climbed up the highest summit of life and married Mr. Perfect. (TN: slang for fair-skinned, rich and beautiful)

Everyone in the world came to bring congratulations.

And then it was the wedding, entering the bridal chamber full of candles, and feeling like a winner in life.

Then he woke up the next day and found that it was his master who shared the bed with him?

Then Feng Qingxiu was woken up instantly.

What a scary dream!

Even if he slept with the paper man for more than a month before, he shouldn’t be having such a dream!

He woke up but still felt terrified.

He looked up and saw the result of his painstaking efforts over several months, the pavilions and other structures remained the same, and the jade man stared at him with a smile.

Wait! I didn’t seem to have painted the eyes on the jade figurine yesterday.

What was this situation?

Feng Qingxiu’s fingertips were instantly wrapped in formless sword energy.

There was a trace of killing intent in his cold eyes.

“Ai, I haven’t seen you for a few months, doesn’t the apprentice even know his master anymore?” The jade man asked with a smile.

Feng Qingxiu sneered: “You dare to pretend to be my master?” He had long heard that jade had spiritual awareness, but no matter what, pretending to be his master must not be tolerated!

The jade man showed an expression of interest: “So what if I pretended to be, are you still willing to attack me?”

“Shameless!” Feng Qingxiu was furious, the sword energy burst out, and pierced in the jade man’s direction.

“You can’t hit me like this~” The jade man flashed away, and the sword energy landed on the model celestial dwelling!

Shattering it to pieces.

***

After some tossing about, Feng Qingxiu sat aggrievedly by the window and ignored him, and it was useless no matter how long his master comforted him.

“Okay, I apologize, it’s my fault, I just didn’t want to wake Xiao Qing last night, Xiao Qing, I was also so sad when you drew your sword at me~”

The jade man jumped to the window in front of him, “Don’t be angry, Xiao Qing. I promise to tell you in advance next time.”

The appearance of the jade man’s small body making promises was too cute, and Feng Qingxiu felt an arrow lodging in his chest and armor falling apart. He simply couldn’t be angry any longer.

Feng Qingxiu, who got his master’s promise, reluctantly accepted his master’s explanation and began to tell him about what he had seen and heard recently.

Now Ji Yunlai felt that this was his cute apprentice!

It was indeed a right choice to come all the way here over thousands of miles.

Although he gave his apprentice means to self-defend, he felt uneasy whenever he thought of his apprentice’s physique, which was basically equal to a spiritual artifact and treasure, so it was more reassuring to watch over him personally.

“By the way master, you hid in my pocket last time and came here quietly. So how did you come this time?”

Feng Qingxiu asked with concern. One must know that divine consciousness would disappear without an object to rely on, and there must be something for it to attach to before it could continue to exist outside the true body, otherwise it would naturally dissipate. Previously, his master had to protect the safety of the Great Xiao State, and exhausted the power in the trace of divine consciousness, so it should have dissipated.

And this place was too far away from Kun-Lai, his master’s divine consciousness could not stretch this far, and would have to separate out another trace of divine consciousness and re-attach to another thing to come over.

“It’s simple. In autumn, wild geese will fly south, so I just stuck myself among the feathers of a wild goose, and flew here.” Ji Yunlai said indifferently, in fact, he could just directly have a firebird send him over by express, but he was the Sect Leader. That would scare them, so it was better to find ordinary birds and enjoy the scenery along the way.

In fact, it turned out that all the way to the Southern Sea was the migration path of geese in winter. Six hundred years ago, they all used to bypass the Kun-Lai Mountains of the Western Continent and flew from the Southern Continent to the Central Continent. But when the Western Continent was injected with vitality, they began to fly through the Western Continent. The adaptability of these lifeforms was comparable to that of human beings.

Ji Yunlai calculated the time and met up with his apprentice here.

“I have troubled Master.” Feng Qingxiu thought about it and felt that the paper man had suffered coming all this way, and it was too wrong of him to be so fierce, so he sincerely said, “Master has been in Seclusion for many years, and Yan City has undergone countless changes. Let this apprentice bring you around to have a look.”

He knew that his master was very interested in these things, but didn’t like to go shopping alone, and preferred it when someone accompanied him.

The jade man was full of happiness, his apprentice was being so considerate, of course he would want to go!

***

Great Yan State was the southernmost country in the Western Continent, and the word Yan itself also meant walking in water, and referred to this as a country on water.

The Kun-Lai Mountains were extremely high, blocking the southwest monsoon. The south of the mountain was close to the sea, and the clouds gathered thickly there. It rained almost every day, and precious water vapor would flow into the sea.

Hundreds of years ago, the Great Xiao State was in civil strife, embroiling the borders into unrest as well. A rebel army fled all the way south by boat, and finally settled and multiplied in the southern part of the Western Continent, becoming a state.

Because the south was humid, the houses in Great Yan were all built with wood, the buildings built on top of wooden pillars that supported the base of the house. And practically every household owned small boats.

Feng Qingxiu had been here only once, but he had a very good memory. He spoke knowledgeably well about the customs and people, which made his master very happy.

However, after walking around for a moment, he saw his Net Charm flickering, which was a signal to ask him to go back immediately as something happened—the Net Charm could only have this function when it couldn’t connect to the Kun-Lai main network.

So Feng Qingxiu immediately returned to the flying peak.

Seeing the jade man on his shoulder, Ji Mingyu’s eyes flashed brightly, and even forgot about serious business. She reached out to touch it: “Senior Brother Feng, you are amazing, could you give me this carving, please!”

But her hands were slapped away mercilessly, and Feng Qingxiu put the jade man on his shoulder into the pouch hanging around his neck with a cold face—yes, the very same pouch that he used to hold the ashes of the paper man before.

“Let’s get down to business, Senior Sister Tu!” Feng Qingxiu rejected Ji Mingyu and reminded the person next to her.

“Okay.” Senior Sister Tu also reluctantly retracted her gaze, and then she said solemnly: “Someone has seriously injured two Junior Brothers of the Foundation Establishment Stage.”

Feng Qingxiu’s expression turned cold: “How’s the injury? Who did it?”

“The injuries are not light. The attacker was extremely vicious. If it wasn’t for the Detoxification Pill, they would have already become mentally retarded. Even if the poison has subsided, they would still have to remain paralyzed for half a year to recover.” Senior Sister Tu smiled wryly, “As for the attacker, I really don’t know how to tell you.”

“I did it,” said a clear voice next to him.

It was a little girl in a blue gauze dress, her eyes were clear and beautiful, and when she stood still, she looked as lovely as peach blossoms.

“My name is Shui Lanlan, I belong to the local blue sunflower jellyfish spirit demon clan, which is the most poisonous sea monster in the local Wanli Sea.” The little girl’s expression was calm, “The two of them repeatedly questioned my qualifications for attending the Dragon-Phoenix Selection, and even humiliated my family. I rebutted them into speechlessness, so they insisted on driving me away. They couldn’t beat me, so they used underhanded means and asked for death in every possible way. Only then did I release the tentacles. Afterwards, I gave the antidote immediately. Everything is recorded by the Shadow Beads.”

Feng Qingxiu didn’t know what to say for a while.

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“She is You Jia’s step-cousin, her uncle is Wenjian Peak’s Deputy Peak Master You Bazhua, her aunt is Jiedu Peak’s Peak Master Shui Wugou, her mother is the West Sea Spirit Demon King Shui Wusi, and her father is the Emperor of Great Yan here.” Senior Sister Tu whispered in his ear, “Princess Shui Tianyue of the West Sea, nicknamed Lanlan, most people dare not stop her from entering Kun-Lai. Those two people who stopped her were two new disciples from Qingdi Peak.”

“You mean?” Feng Qingxiu basically understood.

“That’s right,” Senior Sister Tu said with a big headache, “I believe we have become involved in the conflict between Kun-Lai’s human and spirit demon lineages.”

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As the flood retreated, Kun-Lai’s reputation rose to another level, and all over the Great Xiao State, the might of the divine power of the immortals was worshiped, shaking the world.

These compliments have long been heard by everyone, but the contrasting language when used to describe the useless royals and nobles still made some people unhappy.

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The Kun-Lai disciples were not interested in paying attention to this, because at this time, the time for the flying peak to stay had reached an end, and it would leave with all the candidates from Great Xiao and its affiliated countries, and go to the other two major states to carry on the Dragon-Phoenix Selection.

With countless envious gazes, countless golden wards swirled under the celestial flying peak, and after a few breaths, the massive structure rose from the ground and flew to the south.

The Great Xiao State’s emperor led all his ministers to send them off at the foot of the peak.

And then the finishing touches were left to them. The names of the selected candidates from Great Xiao and its vassal states would be distributed to the counties and towns. Then their families would not only have the resettlement expenses allocated by Kun-Lai, but also a reward from the state government.

According to the scale of the total number of 30,000 people this time, the resettlement fee given by Kun-Lai included 30 boxes of Foundation Establishment medicinal elixirs and pills—from the Kun-Lai Danding Peak stock that would just expire in a few years, which had always been used as hard currency for external sales.

Because of the uniform color, high quality, and standard efficacy, these elixirs and pills could even preserve their value better than gold and silver. When it came to the great Selection every year, quite a lot of the sects from the Central Continent would send people to come buy from the Kun-Lai stocks! And they must have a good relationship with the upper echelons of Great Xiao before they could even buy a box.

So there was no need to worry about the sales of these things, Great Xiao could consume three times the amount at any time.

Not to mention that there were many Southern Continent and Eastern Continent sects who have come thousands of miles so they want to buy back more—only Kun-Lai dared to sell elixirs and pills by the boxes, and the price was far cheaper than in the Central Continent.

If it was the Central Continent, even between major sects, it could only be measured by the bottle, and for smaller sects, it was bought by the drop or pill.

In fact, rewarding three Foundation Establishment Pills and the like during sect competitions occur often in other sects and continents.

The flying peak spent more than ten days collecting new disciples from other towns and distributing uniforms to them.

These disciples were all excited and apprehensive.

Yuan Lie was among them. The abundant spiritual energy on the flying peak had made him feel much better recently. He was no longer always out of breath after walking a few extra steps. He was given a small room in the middle layer of the flying peak. The room was very small. There was only one bed and he could barely stand up. But there were large windows with curtains and the bed was soft and comfortable. It was the most comfortable bed he had ever slept on.

Those helpful senior brothers and sisters would regale them with some amazing stories, and they would also take them to tour the flying peak.

“Actually, the flying peak has quite a history,” Senior Sister Tu told these young ones about the stories she heard from her father back then, “In the beginning, the Sect Leader managed to rediscover the ancient seals, and put his own dwelling under wards. In order to study how to simplify the consumption of spiritual stones by the wards.”

The children and teenagers around her all listened very carefully.

“The Sect Leader’s celestial dwelling floated in the air every day, which naturally attracted the attention of others, so the elders of Taiyi Peak naturally came to beg for knowledge, and the Sect Leader also generously imparted his knowledge, so that year set off a floating peak boom in Kun-Lai Mountain, and everyone who had savings to spare was keen on floating their celestial dwellings.” Senior Sister Tu smiled and said, “At that time, everyone took pride in the size of their celestial dwelling, but though our Shennong Peak celestial dwelling was big, it was not beautiful, so my father the Shennong Peak Master threw down a lot of money to pull up the entire mountain peak.”

“Wow~” The newcomers looked fascinated and worshipful, and Senior Sister Tu naturally wouldn’t say that because the rabbits in her family liked to dig holes, causing the inside of the entire peak to become a honeycomb, so the entire mountain peak was actually their home, which was why they had to pull up the entire mountain peak.

“Then the whole of Kun-Lai followed the trend.” Senior Sister Tu said proudly, not mentioning that all the peak masters wanted to pull up their mountain peak back then, but only Shennong Peak succeeded. Those years were filled with such pride, and almost all the cultivators were surprised but couldn’t find the reason for it, so they had to ask for help from the Sect Leader.

The Sect Leader swept the peak with his divine consciousness, wrote the word “empty”, and handed it to the elders of Taiyi Peak. Only then did they realize, and hollowed out their own peak after going back. And indeed it worked.

At that time, the Taiyi Peak Master even flew a flying peak at that session of the Mountain Ascension Ceremony. He almost netted all the new disciples of that Mountain Ascension Ceremony at that time and provoked public anger that caused him to be besieged by the flying peaks of several inner peaks. In that Battle of Flying Peaks, they discovered that when tired from the fighting they could just hide inside the flying peak, which had a great ward to protect the peak. It was simply too brilliant of a discovery.

The Battle of Flying Peaks lasted for half a month. In the end, the Sect Leader couldn’t stand it any longer, so he took action to string up and hang all of those high level cultivators on the old pine trees under Zhaoyue Peak for a day, and only then did the war settle.

Then another craze broke out. In those years, if any mountain or peak did not have a flying peak, they would not dare to even recruit disciples at the Mountain Ascension Ceremony.

Otherwise, one side was a celestial mountain peak flying through the clouds, while the other side was just a few people stepping through the clouds, which was really quite a pitiful contrast and not by a little bit.

***

After introducing the origin of the flying peaks, the senior sister led them on a tour from top to bottom.

“Below is the propulsion force of the flying peak, and the wards are very precise. You can’t go in because it is dangerous to enter. We can start from the eastern side. This is the Small Black House. Whoever did something wrong along the way would be locked in. The person locked here is the head of the Lost Pearl Society. You can take a look at him, but you can’t touch him… Yes, you can’t touch him, you can only watch through the ward, and he will be taken to the top for interrogation… Yuan Lie, what are you in a daze for, let’s go!”

***

Feng Qingxiu carefully put the ashes into a pouch, hung it on his neck, and kept it close to his body.

Although he knew that this was only a talisman paper used to house the divine consciousness of his master, when he thought of the days he spent with the paper man, he still felt a hundred reluctance in his heart.

There were no longer the days where only he enjoyed his master’s attention alone.

Very disappointed.

The mountain wind flew in from the window, and it was icy and biting, but it didn’t change his mood a bit.

But he knew that wasting time was extremely unacceptable, but he couldn’t settle down to practice the cultivation exercises, so he took out his previous notes and reviewed the lessons given by his master.

The first chapter was on what his master taught him on how to use talisman seals to connect wood and build a stable house.

House…

Feng Qingxiu touched the pouch over his chest, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to him.

He released his sword energy, picked a piece of wood on the peak at will, and began to cut it.

Although the sword energy had a bit of awareness, it couldn’t be used by him as easily as an arm, and he often messed up when carving small wood pieces.

Fortunately, although the sword energy was powerful, it never seemed to hurt him. Instead, it would take the initiative to help him correct little mistakes.

But it was even more troublesome when using sword energy to engrave wards. The sword energy was too strong, and if he was not careful, the ward would be ruined. The most important thing in the engraving of the seals was uniformity, too deep and too shallow, too thick and too thin and it would make the ward unstable, unable to withstand a big impact, and easily breaking or exploding.

Feng Qingxiu spent almost all of his free time on this new hobby. Fortunately, there were no major issues in the next two states.

It seemed that the main sights of those troublesome forces were all concentrated in the Great Xiao State this time, and the other two states were just some small fish and shrimp.

For several months in a row, nothing major happened, which greatly disappointed some local disciples who wanted to show their talents, and all of them complained that they were going moldy from the boredom.

The Teacher of the State in this state was also invited from Kun-Lai. He was not like Xiao Yuan who was so troublesome and unreliable. With his help, there was not much to do.

About four months later, they left this state and went to the last and youngest sea bordering state of the Western Continent—Great Yan.

It was very close to the sea. The capital of the state, Yan City, was a huge seaport. Various spirit demon clans from the Southern Sea often come here to trade. The scenery was unique, the sails were numerous, and the place was rich and prosperous.

The place where the flying peak landed was no longer the capital of the state, but a strait dozens of miles away from the capital.

The cliffs of this gorge were 10,000 meters long, one side was smooth like a mirror, and the other side was where the capital was located.

And almost all the Kun-Lai sword cultivators poured out with whooping cheers, jumped into the sea, and listened to the countless thunderous humming of sword energy in the wind and water and waves.

The countless, endless and ruthless sounds of sword energy were like the music of the gods and immortals, enriching their seriousness in the sword path of cultivation, and opening new doors after new doors.

And the cliff wall was like the sharpest sword blade in the world, turning into countless sword energy and spiritual seals, pouring into the eyes, bringing countless insights and enlightenment.

This was the sacred place that countless sword cultivators yearn for.

The Sea of Sword Contemplation!

Back then, the Master of Kun-Lai slashed the main mountain with his sword, opening up the highest peak with one sword, and introduced the waters of the Southern Sea, which was why the Western Continent was now so fertile and prosperous.

This place not only had traces left behind by that sword which shook the world, but also shown with endless virtues which protected and blessed Kun-Lai.

Feng Qingxiu had passed by this place the last time he was at his own Dragon-Phoenix Selection. It was as if he heard the lost music of his past life. It took three full days for him to recover from that kind of ‘the world and me alone’ sword intent. From then on, he was even more determined to enter Kun-Lai to cultivate his Dao and see the God in his heart.

It was just that what happened later was really unexpected. Not only did he see the great god that lived in his heart, but he also became the only disciple of said great god. Now having come back here, it was inevitable that he would feel that the world worked in unpredictable ways.

After his insight, he also picked up a lot of beautiful pebbles, shells and coral beads from the sea.

To keep as souvenirs.

***

When returning to his temporary residence on the flying peak, Feng Qingxiu’s previous calm expression immediately changed into a feverishly fanatical one.

Using shells, pearls, ebony, brocade silk, and all kinds of carefulness and seriousness, he spent three days and three nights, and finally sat back with satisfaction.

Done!

In front of him was a huge Cloud Pedestal Immortal Dwelling, floating in the air, with celestial birds and spiritual beasts, pavilions with white jade as tiles, birch as pillars, and pine wood that were carved with exquisite and lifelike carvings.

There were also expressions of nature, such as a lake and a river, and the pavilion was hidden between the mountains and rivers, possessing a rather unparalleled exquisiteness.

Feng Qingxiu looked at it for a long time, and then he carefully and even more carefully, placed a small figurine exactly in the likeness of his master on the cliff.

When the ward was activated, one could see the mountain wind blowing lightly, and the shadows of the buildings swaying, like a true celestial dwelling.

The engraved features of the immortal had such a strong resemblance that Feng Qingxiu stared at it for a long time, but still he did not paint on the eyes.

So satisfied!

Only then did he feel extremely tired. This project took several months, and he almost never took a moment to rest.

So he just decided to lie down on the table and take a nap.

He would get up tomorrow and paint the eyes, and he only hoped he would have the courage then.

***

But unbeknownst to him, not long after he fell asleep, a paper man that had been flying for a long time finally floated in from the window.

When he saw the model celestial dwelling and the carved figurine, his eyes instantly lit up.

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He quickly shucked the paper man and threw his divine consciousness into the jade figurine.

What a delightful surprise!

It was worth it for him to have his divine consciousness travel thousands of miles to come to see his dear apprentice, the little master thought happily. Xiao Qing was asleep so he would not wake him up, he planned to give his apprentice a surprise tomorrow morning!

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When the flood began to submerge the capital, and seeing that people and animals were about to drown, Ji Yunlai activated the Water Gathering Ward on the flying peak to suck away all the flood water in the capital.

The master of the flying peak could also open the arrays on the peak—but his divine consciousness was far from the realm of affecting the blue firmament and connecting the nine underworlds. Although he could use the Water Gathering Ward to suck the water into the side of the mountain peak, it was difficult to distinguish the civilians in the water. If the civilians were also sucked in, what was the difference between sucking away the water or not?

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This guqin player behind the scenes had undoubtedly planned it all.

First, various rumors were used to attract the attention of the court and the Kun-Lai disciples, and then the riot was triggered by the destruction of the sacred stone. Second, they incited fires and secretly attacked and killed the military commanders who maintained the order, so that the Kun-Lai cultivators called the rain to put out the fires and riots.

Then using the rain water to flood the city, opening the valve to release the water. When it was found that something was not right, the momentum of the water had already picked up, and adding the heavy rain, it would definitely result in a disaster.

If the plan was carried out well, Kun-Lai would be helpless even with their flying peak to stop the great catastrophe.

In this way, Kun-Lai and the Great Xiao State would be slapped in the face.

And the person who made such a plan was an ordinary mortal with no cultivation, so Ji Yunlai’s respect was not overrated.

Unfortunately, the other was not very lucky.

If he was just a trace of divine consciousness attached to a paper talisman, then of course he could only have his body far away in Kun-Lai or a junior brother or sister come provide help.

After all, the spiritual energy that he could use in the body of the talisman paper could at most cut a worm.

But unfortunately for the mastermind, there was a flying peak next to him!

In the peak, there were tens of thousands of spiritual stones stocked for maintaining the functioning of the great ward, as well as the various spiritual wards that had long been stored in the side of the mountain peak to deal with various problems.

This was enough for him to maintain his power for a moment!

Under his divine consciousness which was at the Human Immortal level, even the ants in the water could be picked out, so those people in the capital who were caught in the water didn’t even require him to spare a second glance to distinguish them from the water torrents.

The Water Gathering Ward was originally used to absorb water in order to store water in the mountain peaks—the techniques of the cultivators, it was not like they could have disciples fill the reservoirs in the mountain with buckets, right?

It was just perfect to use it here.

Let Xiao Qing block the underground water channel with sword energy, and the rest would just be trivial matters.

And his divine consciousness shrouded the whole city, so naturally he could hear all the secret whispers in the city.

In this case, to find the mastermind behind the scenes, all he needed was a whisper relaying their progress from his two subordinates, “The water valve has been opened, please inform Sir to retreat quickly”.

And when he appeared in the hall, the other was already waiting here comfortably.

As if waiting to show off their achievements.

Without him needing to ask, the other had already revealed everything he did, and even asked who was the audience who let him show off to.

Since the other asked the question sincerely, Ji Yunlai naturally answered with great compassion.

And thus, the scene fell silent for a while.

***

Was this a joke!

Ying Qingxiao could feel his fingertips shaking uncontrollably.

However, he also knew very well that, among all the Kun-Lai disciples, no one dared to call himself Ji Yunlai, in fact no one even dared to say the name. They only called him the Sect Leader or Grandmaster with respect, and when outsiders talked about him, they always called him respectfully “Xing Dao Master”.

He also heard that the person in charge of Kun-Lai’s Dragon-Phoenix Selection this time had a high status, but even if he was given all the courage in the world, he could not have imagined that it would be so high.

In front of the Xing Dao Master, his previous arrangements that he thought were so precise and clever were simply child’s play.

For a few seconds, his mind was blank, and only after a while did he come back to his senses.

What followed was a feeling of uncontrollable ecstasy.

Although he had complained about Kun-Lai for many years, wasn’t what he had done over the years to let the Kun-Lai higher-ups see his determination?

Being able to meet the Master of Kun-Lai!

So what if death waited for him!

He suddenly stood up, lifted the curtain, walked to the front hall, and knelt on the ground sincerely.

“Sinner Ying Qingxiao, respectfully greets the Xing Dao Master!”

He looked about thirty years old, his features handsome, his aura untouched by the secular world, his fingers long and slender, and he was very refined and elegant. He looked at the other with the same eyes as all of those diehard fans in the Western Continent did: “Xiao knows that my sin is unforgivable, but no matter what, please finish listening to my words, the Lost Pearl Society…”

“What qualifications do you have to ask me to finish listening?” The other interrupted him calmly.

He paused, dazed.

“Actually wasting my time with you… go and talk to my apprentice.” Ji Yunlai glanced at his fingers indifferently, waved the sleeve of his robes, and took him back to the flying peak.

The hall was silent.

After a few breaths, several cultivators hidden in the dark collapsed like quicksand, turning into ashes.

***

The head of the Lost Pearl Society was taken into custody by the master of the flying peak. Ji Yunlai ignored the shocked expression on his face and went back to his apprentice.

When seeing him, his apprentice seemed to want to pounce on him, but after realizing that he was not a paper man, he forcibly stopped.

His apprentice seemed to be able to quite naturally switch between a diehard fan and a rational fan!

Ji Yunlai went forward and patted his apprentice’s head in satisfaction.

Instead, his shadow pounced over, touched the corner of his master’s robes, and then returned back to his owner’s feet with satisfaction, receiving a glare from his owner.

“Master, was it you who just now…” Feng Qingxiu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and was a little worried, “Didn’t you say that you are guarding Kun-Lai and can’t leave so easily.”

He felt very useless, forcing his master to put aside his proper business and come to help him.

His heart felt sad.

“You are not wrong, this is not my true body.” Ji Yunlai stretched out his hand to touch his apprentice’s hair, his figure gradually fading, and he became that little paper man again, falling down and being held in the palm of the hand with great care by his apprentice.

“Master, are you all right?” Feng Qingxiu asked worriedly, his face pale.

“What can be wrong, it’s just that this talisman paper is only an ordinary talisman paper and can’t bear my power.” The paper man lay in his hands, his little hands crossed behind his head, “so it will soon be saying bye bye. I’m a little unhappy when I think that I won’t be able to see you, my apprentice, in the next few months.”

Feng Qingxiu lowered his head in disappointment.

“It’s nothing, if my apprentice misses me, just come back early.” The paper man said with a smile, and flew to touch the tip of his apprentice’s nose.

Then, a ray of flame flew out from the talisman paper, like a burning butterfly.

In his palm, only ashes remain.

***

Kun-Lai, Zhaoyue Peak.

Ji Yunlai slowly opened his eyes and stared at the void in front of him quietly.

He casually raised his hand and beckoned Kun-Lai’s record.

As he expected, Kun-Lai also recorded the information of the Lost Pearl Society, and the one named Ying Qingxiao was placed among the top few names.

Very common origin, just the son of a scholar in town. His father only got a son when he was quite old. Naturally, he regarded him as a jewel. Even though he knew that his son’s age was at odds with the Dragon-Phoenix Selection years, he was reluctant to give him up, so he became a lost pearl.

According to the place of birth, he seemed to have come from the same place as his apprentice. Later, he sold all his land and moved to the Great Xiao State to seek cultivation. He was rejected many times because his spiritual roots were too poor. After he abandoned his wife and son, he joined the Lost Pearl Society and seemed to be quite favored by the previous head. There was no more information about him after that.

So, it didn’t look like a conspiracy against him.

But why did he look so similar to someone in his past?

Was it really just a coincidence?

But even if they looked similar, why was the name similar as well?

The conversation with his memory he had when he first woke up sounded in his ears again. The words “a thousand years have passed, family, relatives, Yun State… have long since disappeared” made him deliberately stop thinking about his past as a sixteen-year-old.

A thousand years was not a small number, it could stretch from the Northern Song Dynasty to the Republic of China, it could turn a barren continent into the south of the Yangze River, and it could turn a young man from a penniless urchin to the world’s richest man.

What kind of family line could last a thousand years?

That they even dared to use his relatives to take advantage of him!?

“Yan Zhao.” He whispered softly.

“What is Senior Brother’s order?” Yan Zhao asked in the void.

After a long time, Ji Yunlai asked softly, “Have I mentioned my family to you?”

The other was silent for a long time, and just when he thought the other didn’t know, did he hear him say: “I heard you mention it once.”

The cautiousness in that voice was too obvious, so obvious that Sect Leader Ji didn’t want to ask any more questions.

“What did I say?” Ji Yunlai thought about it, and asked.

“You said… your family had already helped you a lot in your cultivation, and you can’t burden them any more, so you came out to wander the world by yourself.” Yan Zhao said in a low voice.

“…And then what?” After a moment of silence, Ji Yunlai asked.

He understood his own personality, and he was not in the habit of forgetting his roots after finding success. If he had the opportunity, he would definitely repay their kindness.

But looking up and down Kun-Lai, there was not a single family member from his past.

“Senior Brother, please don’t ask…” Yan Zhao said softly.

“I just wanted to offer incense to them all of a sudden.” It seemed that the ending was as he expected. Ji Yunlai, who found that he was not too sad, was a little puzzled. He was not a cold-hearted person, could time really have dulled everything?

“Did I make a mistake back then?” He casually prodded his junior brother.

“How could it be your fault!” Yan Zhao’s voice was instantly filled with cold killing intent, “If you want to blame someone then blame the old man, why did he pick up that beast! He hurt you, hurt our brothers, and your family. He died easily, and Li Xianjing died easily, but what about us? What can we even get back by killing him? What did we even owe them?”

“…” Ji Yunlai was at a loss for words, so because of him, his family was gone, and his uncle was also dead?

So he saw himself as cold as ice in his memory, and even said things like “blood relationship, how deep could it be”.

There should be heartache and sadness, but his heart seemed to have already felt its quota of sadness, and couldn’t feel it anymore.

But the memory was still very fresh, as if he saw the head of the Lost Pearl Society just now, and saw that he looked exactly like his uncle, so he didn’t kill him directly.

Although his family clan had shown him care back then, after all, his parents had passed away early. Many things, even the most precious thing in his childhood, the incomplete “Little Sunflame Ward” that his uncle gave him, made him firmly choose to step onto the road of cultivation.

So firmly did he want to know what constituted the most basic instruction that made up this world.

A thousand years, the things were still there but the people no longer were…

Yan Zhao seemed to sense that his heart was too agitated, and quickly calmed down: “Senior Brother, the hatred has been avenged, the debt has been paid, we will not forget it, but don’t mention it again, okay?”

“…You can go now.” It seemed that that memory was also a hurdle for his junior brother, so Ji Yunlai didn’t ask him again.

The other’s divine consciousness quickly retreated, as if it was a crime to stay for even a while longer.

The dwelling was silent again.

Sure enough, apart from the real emotions he developed after getting along with Xiao Qing since waking up, his previous emotions were gone.

Somewhere, a little trace of spiritual perception made him seem to realize that there was something wrong about what happened back then.

With his character, it was difficult to have any deep hatred for others, and he would not feel that any spiritual treasures were more valuable than human life. If someone really used these as a threat to force him to hand over something, unless he really did not have it, he would definitely give it over.

How could it have gotten to the point of destroying the family line and the sect?

Or, of course, he could have been used or became a pawn, and took the blame for others?

But no matter who it was, they didn’t get any benefit in the end, and they paid a considerable price.

Now, the hand pulling the strings seemed to be gradually recovering, and wanted to weave a net with countless enemies around him, to strangle him again.

The Lost Pearl Society, Xiao Yuan, and the tiger spirit demon all seem to be just a prelude.

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The other’s network of connections seemed to be gathering all the forces that coveted Kun-Lai.

A Human Immortal’s natural spiritual perception could not be wrong.

Ji Yunlai thought into the void, then come at me.

I’m afraid I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.

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