Yan Fu, in a grand display of celebratory merit, all but reserved every wine house in Feng City.

A flowing water feast commenced across the entire city, where anyone, regardless of origin, could sit and partake.

Banners celebrating Jiang Wang’s achievement as the Kui were displayed everywhere, his name echoing in discussions wherever one walked.

This banquet lasted for three days and three nights without cessation.

From nearby cities, many heard the news and came, enjoying the free banquet. For a time, Jiang Wang’s title as the Kui was known even to peddlers and travelers.

Cao Jie, a man of naturally low-key disposition, did not obstruct this event. For Qi, a country without a Kui for many years, such a grand exhibition was indeed necessary.

The main banquet was, of course, held in the Qi Hall, with most of the attendees being people from Qi. As this was not an official celebratory event of the Qi state, it was considered a private celebration among Jiang Wang’s friends, and the atmosphere was consequently more relaxed.

Though it was said the banquet would continue until dawn, it actually ended before the third watch.

The reason was rather amusing—the guest of honor at the banquet, Jiang Wang, the world’s first Inner Mansion, still needed to rush to complete his evening lesson.

On this particular night,

Yan Fu, who had spent lavishly, was busily whispering sweet nothings to Miss Wen.

Chong Xuan Sheng, who had unleashed a shocking roar of ‘Fa Tian Xiang Di’ at the Guan He Terrace, enthusiastically invited his hall brothers to celebrate his merit, his intent exceedingly proud.

Li Longchuan, with his excellent alcohol tolerance and distinguished family background, helped Jiang Wang block numerous toasts. His clear-headed demeanor throughout fully showcased his family’s refined style.

In contrast, Xu Xiangqian, who had already quit alcohol, was flushed and excited, his poetic emotions surging. At the banquet, he successively composed nineteen poems, each piece invariably featuring words like “double proud,” “double hero,” or “double wall.” He even claimed to have already felt the call of his next divine power, which was named “Poetry Immortal Person,” and declared that the double proud ones of Gan Ma Mountain were truly unmatched in both poetry and sword…

Upstairs, at a quieter table, listening to the boisterous chatter from below, Zhao Wuyan remarked with a hint of disdain, “Jiang Qingyang needing to rush to his evening lesson… perhaps he simply couldn’t stand these verses anymore?”

Zi Shu, holding a large wine cup in both hands, took sips from time to time, her small face slightly flushed. She giggled, “I think they’re pretty good! They all rhyme! Although the wording might be lacking, they’re very realistic!”

Zhao Wuyan gave her a speechless look.

Your father is the Lord of Longmen Mountain, and your family is steeped in scholarly tradition. Are your requirements for poetry truly this low?

Just rhyming is enough?

Even more preposterous was…

Where was the realism?!

Was “Ancient and modern celebrate Jiang Wang as Kui, Xiang River and Gan Stream radiate glorious light” realistic, or was “Gan Ma Mountain’s absolute song, literary thought soars like water. No enemies in the human world, truly the double proud of this world” realistic?

But when she looked over, she found Zi Shu looking back at her strangely.

“What is it?” Zhao Wuyan asked, her heart inexplicably feeling a little guilty, forcing a calm tone.

“It’s strange,” Zi Shu tilted her head, “Senior Sister, you never discuss anyone behind their back.

Her index finger, placed on the rim of the wine cup, tapped unconsciously. “Senior Brother Xu is the first.”

“Stop talking so much, drink less,” Zhao Wuyan pinched her face, then quickly changed the subject.

Jiang Wang sat quietly in his room, consolidating the newly opened fourth Inner Mansion.

The external world’s noise was all related to him; his name was spreading across the entire present world at a terrifying speed today.

From the west to Wan and Xue, north to Jing and Mu, south to Chu and Yue… wherever humans were active, there was no one who didn’t know of the person who had achieved the Kui title at the Guan He Terrace!

This was truly a heaven-blessed talent of the absolute top of the world!

But the external world’s noise was also irrelevant to Jiang Wang.

He knew how everything today had come to be, so he would not stop.

Having reached one mountain, he admired the view and then continued to climb higher.

His divine soul, like a hidden snake, explored the Inner Mansion chambers, seeking new secret藏.

This was a long process of exploring oneself inwards, which might not necessarily yield tangible results. But only by understanding oneself more deeply could a cultivator walk further.

Now detached from the state of battle and focused on cultivation, Jiang Wang finally understood why Heaven Mansion cultivators were so rare.

The most difficult aspect for Heaven Mansion cultivators was actually how, when all five mansions were filled with divine powers, these divine powers could coexist in such a “full” state within the sea of the five mansions.

For example, when Jiang Wang initially chose Mount Buzhou, the Three Flavors True Fire and Heretical Path concealed their traces. This was to avoid potential conflicts between the divine power light.

In the stages of three or four mansions, this conflict still had room for buffer, because the five mansions were not full, and each had a path of retreat.

By the time all five mansions were opened and the divine powers were all present, the divine power light had no way to retreat.

In this situation, the fifth divine power seed needed to perfectly match the other divine power seeds and merge into a unified whole.

If it didn’t, the fifth divine power seed either couldn’t form, or if it did, it would collapse in conflict.

This meant that even after obtaining four mansions and four divine powers, even swallowing a rare worldly treasure like a divine power fruit, if the obtained divine power couldn’t perfectly match the other divine powers, it would be impossible to achieve.

Chong Xuan Zun’s mastery of the Sun Moon Star Three Wheels Severing Illusion Blade, enhanced by the power of the Chong Xuan divine power, was an external manifestation of this kind of divine power matching.

And as for Huang Sheli, who possessed five mansions but four divine powers, the significant reason she couldn’t achieve Heaven Mansion probably lay in her Reverse Travel divine power. Her Bodhi, Thunder Sound Pagoda were a good match, and Jing Feng also had the opportunity to integrate, but with a divine power like Reverse Travel, what kind of divine power could integrate them?

One could say that it was Reverse Travel that made her, and Reverse Travel that didn’t.

But one also couldn’t say it was unfortunate. Compared to Heaven Mansion, it was hard to say which was rarer, an Absolute Peak divine power. From performance alone, Absolute Peak divine powers still held an advantage.

Returning to Jiang Wang himself, his divine powers had all been sublimated from within himself. They were cultivated, enlightened, experienced, and undergone, and could be said to perfectly match him.

Wind and fire were originally a match; Heretical Path was two sides of one body, enough to be a core. Later, with the emergence of Sword Immortal Person, integrating everything, he actually completed the mixing of divine power light within four mansions. To a certain extent, this meant that the difficulty for him to achieve Heaven Mansion was far lower than for cultivators of the same realm.

The fifth divine power only needed to align with this system, and unlike other cultivators waiting for Heaven Mansion, he didn’t need a “key.”

If achieving Heaven Mansion were compared to building a wall, many cultivators could only seek that one unique brick that could fill the gap. When divine powers could originally align without needing to be sought, and yet had such a restriction, it was no different from fishing for a needle with a specific mark in the vast sea – adding difficulty upon difficulty.

Moreover, for some cultivators who relied purely on “adventure” to obtain divine powers, their divine powers were disparate, and the gap was fundamentally impossible to fill. Naturally, there was no mention of the five mansions shining in unison.

Jiang Wang, however, had a very large scope of choice because of the special nature of the Sword Immortal Person divine power. His “wall” had already formed, and the last brick was very easy to “build.”

Of course, this was not a completely foolproof matter; it still required tempering and exploration.

Besides,

The newly acquired Sword Immortal Person divine power still had too many areas that could be explored. The current total duration was thirty breaths. Although this was longer than the nineteen breaths of the Voice Hearing Immortal State, it was also more difficult to recover.

Fortunately, it could be used incrementally, allocating the usage time as needed.

After using the entire thirty breaths of the Sword Immortal Person state, it required two full days to recover.

Shortening the recovery time and extending the usage time was undoubtedly the next focus for developing this divine power.

It wasn’t that Jiang Wang was unwilling to “share in the joy with others,” but after experiencing a brilliant major battle, cultivation was more likely to yield insights. Moreover, the road ahead was long; he was simply repeating his past life.

He had come this way, and he would continue down this path.

There were no lamps lit in the room of the world’s first Inner Mansion.

But in the not-lonely long night, one gaze watched from afar.

The city was so noisy, and this gaze was so lonely.

Until the moonlight gradually hid, and the Morning Star brightened in the eastern sky.

“Let’s go back,” a voice said.

Thus, the window was closed.

The female cultivator hidden beneath her cloak cut off her line of sight.

She had leaned against this window, watching that window for the entire night.

Without disturbing anyone once.