“Eh? Jiang Wang has come?” The free-spirited and elegant True Person Ye swept in, his voice carrying a hint of surprise.

Ye Qingyu was tinkering with something nearby and didn’t respond for a moment.

A Chou, having manifested his colossal form, lay stretched out lazily on the ground. Jiang Anan was nestled in his soft, long fur, her little hands contorted and scattered as if forming a seal, though it was unclear what kind, as she snored soundly on her back. The little fool of a dog brought by the fellow named Jiang was snuggled next to Jiang Anan, mimicking her posture and snoring on its back as well, its drool having already soaked several tufts of A Chou’s long fur.

Ye Lingxiao unceremoniously strode over and kicked A Chou twice. “How are *you* here too?”

A Chou rolled a massive white eye. “If I weren’t afraid of waking Anan, this Old Ugly Grandpa would have bitten your leg off with one snap.”

Ye Lingxiao scoffed. “If Anan weren’t sleeping on your back, this True Person would have stuffed a boot in your mouth by now!”

“Alright, I called Uncle Ugly,” Ye Qingyu’s voice drifted over from her side. Her tone carried a touch of obvious impatience.

Ye Lingxiao, of course, understood the reason behind it.

“Ahem.”

He gave a light cough, letting go of A Chou. With his hands clasped behind his back, he sauntered over in a relaxed and easy manner, and then, as if nothing had happened, asked again, “Jiang Wang has come?”

“Does True Person Ye always enjoy asking the obvious?” Ye Qingyu seemed to have no intention of hiding her displeasure. “When has he ever come here and escaped your scrutiny?”

“You say this, and as your father, I may not be pleased to hear it,” Ye Lingxiao said with utmost seriousness. “This True Person, above, seeks the boundless Dao, and below, manages countless sect affairs. Every day is a whirlwind of activity! How could I possibly have the time to pay attention to that fellow Jiang?”

Ye Qingyu pursed her lips. “You know it yourself!”

Ye Lingxiao gave a hearty laugh. “That boy Jiang certainly left in a bit of a hurry, didn’t he? But rest assured, Dad absolutely did not threaten him. Your dad isn’t the kind of person who bullies the young and relies on seniority!”

Ye Qingyu’s eyebrows arched. “You *have* threatened him before?”

A Chou, who had been subjected to the bullying, immediately let out a displeased hum.

“That’s… that’s impossible!” Ye Lingxiao raised his voice. “Right, Brother Ugly! Last time you mentioned wanting to find a female Stepping Cloud Beast, I helped you inquire. There might still be some available after the Ten Thousand Monster Gate opens!”

A Chou remained silent, but he twitched the watery sphere on his tail, indicating that Ye Lingxiao had better not try to deceive an old monster.

“You were very happy about Jiang Wang’s visit this time, weren’t you?” Ye Qingyu questioned, her gaze fixed on her father.

True Person Ye wore a half-smile, showing not an ounce of embarrassment.

“Why are you so self-aware this time…” Facing his precious daughter’s gaze, he quickly adjusted his tone. “I mean, why didn’t he stay for a couple more days? No matter how inconsiderate, how rude, how uncultured that fellow Jiang is… he is, after all, Anan’s blood brother. Can I possibly prevent him from spending more time with his own sister? Lingxiao Pavilion is a place of warmth and humanity!”

Ye Qingyu initially wanted to retort, but in the end, she only sighed and said with concern, “I don’t know. He wouldn’t say what difficulties he was facing.”

“See? Lack of trust, huh? Doesn’t consider you a friend,” True Person Ye seized the opportunity to subtly prick her.

Ye Qingyu continued, lost in her own thoughts, “He only said he had things to attend to, left a few items, and left immediately. Dad, do you know what happened in Chu Country?”

Ye Lingxiao’s eyes squinted with a smile. “Nothing important, I imagine. He was probably just stimulated. After the Mountain Sea Realm ended, that… Dou Zhao, Zhong Li Yan, both immediately advanced to the Divine Illustration realm. Only he is still in the Outer Tower realm. Perhaps he was beaten too badly in the Mountain Sea Realm… Later, I’ll find an opportunity to talk to that fellow Dou. These Chu Country folks, their way of hosting guests is truly lacking! Let me tell you, Dad, when I traveled to Chu Country, that was truly glorious! What Minister of the Left of Chu…”

Ye Qingyu interrupted him. “Dou Zhao and Zhong Li Yan are both older than Jiang Wang. It’s normal for them to reach the Divine Illustration realm first. Besides, how could Jiang Wang be in a low mood because of something like this? No matter who walks ahead, he will only bravely pursue.”

“Ah, he’s in a low mood? Did he cry? Shed tears? Tell you he was unhappy? No, right?” Ye Lingxiao said with great displeasure. “Could it be that you’re overthinking things?”

Ye Qingyu said, “His speech was normal, his smile was normal, but if he weren’t in a bad mood, he wouldn’t have left after just a few days. He misses Anan so much, and I… I still have some Dao techniques I planned to discuss with him.”

True Person Ye completely disregarded the state of mind of the fellow named Jiang. He patted his chest. “Discuss with Dad! Dad is a hundred A Chous stronger than him! What Dao techniques?”

“No need, I’ve already forgotten!” Ye Qingyu said.

True Person Ye felt a pang of heartache and wasn’t willing to continue the topic of Jiang Wang. He turned his head to look at the sleeping Jiang Anan. “What about her? Just sleeping in broad daylight.”

Ye Qingyu sighed. “She said her brother is working very hard, so she wants to cultivate diligently and help her brother earlier. And she cultivated and cultivated… and then she fell asleep.”

True Person Ye sucked in a breath. “That’s truly quite diligent.” He brewed some emotion for a moment, then asked again, “You called Dad over… Is it about…?”

At this moment, Ye Qingyu stood slenderly in front of a cloud-patterned table, simply dressed, her immortal grace unhidden. She tapped the tabletop with a bent finger. “Although you don’t like him very much, perhaps you even privately threatened him, and it’s possible you even exchanged blows with him… But he still respects you.”

“All that came before doesn’t exist. This True Person treats him the same as the silly gray dog – with equality,” Ye Lingxiao folded his arms across his chest. “So?”

“He specially brought back a table of delicacies from Chu Country and instructed me to invite you, Elder, to enjoy it together,” Ye Qingyu said.

“Hahaha.” Ye Lingxiao laughed. “Invite this True Person to eat? And packed from Chu Country? You say if he cooked it himself, that would be considered thoughtful. Are things from Chu Country particularly extraordinary? Is the rice exceptionally fragrant? A joke! What hasn’t this True Person eaten–”

Ye Qingyu silently made a mental note: later, she must ask Jiang Wang if he’s good at cooking. Perhaps that could ease the tension between him and her father…

Amidst Ye Lingxiao’s unrestrained mockery, she extended a hand and, with a flick of her fingers, the exquisite food boxes, hidden in a storage pouch for a long time, were already spread out on the patterned table.

“But a young person’s small gesture, for Anan’s sake, I’ll still take a bite,” Ye Lingxiao’s words changed incredibly fast, and his body moved even faster. By this time, he was already seated properly opposite Ye Qingyu, the might of a contemporary True Person evident at a glance, his posture and etiquette even more impeccable.

With his contemporary True Person realm, the moment these food boxes were placed out, he instantly glimpsed the mystery within.

Who made this table of dishes?

Duke Qu Jinkui of Yu Country!

That was a great existence standing at the peak of the extraordinary, a True Monarch powerhouse who had derived the Dao and cultivated.

This person’s cooking, although it shouldn’t deliberately conceal any Dao rhymes within, even if done casually, would still reveal the wonders of heaven and earth, the principles of the human world. The stronger the person, the greater their perception.

Even taking ten thousand steps back, even if there were no benefits to cultivation, what level of enjoyment was it to eat dishes personally made by Qu Jinkui?

Perhaps throughout the entire world, this was the only True Monarch who would personally cook. That was to say, this was a unique enjoyment under heaven.

He didn’t know how that fellow Jiang had managed it, but this indeed showed some thoughtfulness!

For a moment, True Person Ye’s heart’s animosity dissipated considerably… Of course, that boy’s private alone time with his daughter still couldn’t be entirely unwatched!

Ye Qingyu had nothing to say to her dear father. She simply uncovered the food boxes one by one. Immediately, fragrance wafted out, like mist and cloud!

On A Chou’s fluffy soft back, Jiang Anan and the silly gray dog sat up with unusual synchronicity, sniffing the air, their eyes wide and round as they looked over.

A Chou shrank his body and gently sent the two little ones down. With a shake, he was already sitting at the table. Looking at the table full of delicacies and sniffing the soul-stirstirring fragrance, he was filled with emotion.

“Did that fellow Jiang specially invite me?” A Chou asked without looking away.

“Yes, there’s a share for you,” Ye Qingyu said softly.

“Good brother, good brother!” A Chou shook his head repeatedly, praising endlessly. “Jiang Wang is truly a good brother!”

Ye Qingyu glanced at him.

He immediately reacted and changed his words. “Worthy nephew! Truly a worthy nephew! I took a liking to this child from a young age. He’s an honest person!”

Ye Lingxiao glared at him from the side, but he just pretended not to see.

“In front of Anan, what nonsense are you talking!” Ye Qingyu said, feeling both ashamed and annoyed.

Speaking of Anan, Anan arrived. Jiang Anan, with her short legs, quickly ran in front of the silly gray dog. After all, the silly gray dog’s legs were even shorter.

She came to a sudden stop in front of the table. Her head wasn’t even as high as the table. She stood on tiptoes, placed both hands on the tabletop, and blinked her eyes as she looked at the delicacies. “Sister Qingyu, what are these? Are they good to eat?”

Although Jiang Wang had met with her, he had left everything with Ye Qingyu. He was afraid Anan wouldn’t remember, and also afraid she might be too greedy and eat everything herself. So, she only knew there was a table of good food now.

The silly gray dog stood up, very anxious, and kept jumping up beside Jiang Anan. She quietly slapped it on the back. It rolled on the ground for a bit, then crawled up and turned, immediately running to Ye Qingyu’s side and desperately wagging its tail.

While Ye Qingyu casually divided a dish of crispy meat and placed it on the ground for the silly gray dog to taste, she said to Jiang Anan, “Your brother brought these back for you from Chu Country. I don’t know if they’re good to eat yet.”

As soon as she heard they were brought by her own brother, Jiang Anan became even more upright. Her waist straightened, and she didn’t even need to stand on her tiptoes. She climbed onto the chair, sat down properly, her expression well-behaved, looking like she was “already prepared.”

The silly gray dog was even more unstoppable and had already begun to munch.

Ye Qingyu looked at the old and young at the table and couldn’t help but want to sigh.

“Let’s start eating…”

“Senior Sister, Senior Sister, did Big Brother Jiang prepare a gift for you this time?” Little Wang Wang Yueyi, a disciple of Lingxiao Pavilion, asked with an excited expression.

Unlike the round-faced and cute Little Wang, her older sister Big Wang Wang Yue Rou had an extremely gentle temperament. She sat quietly beside her at this time, not appearing very eager, but her eyes were also full of anticipation.

Lingxiao Pavilion was not a sect with numerous disciples. The few elders often traveled the world, under the guise of maintaining business, but in reality, they were leisurely enjoying their salaries somewhere. In the Lingxiao secret realm, there were only a few disciples, and the relationships between fellow disciples were quite good.

Big and Little Wang were close friends of Ye Qingyu from the time they were young girls. After such a long time, they naturally knew Ye Qingyu’s feelings and were very concerned about the progress between their Young Pavilion Master and the fellow named Jiang.

Ye Qingyu blinked her eyes, and a clear stream of ripples appeared in her pool of thoughts. “You could say so.”

Little Wang became even more excited. “What gift? Quickly take it out to see!”

Big Wang’s eyes also brightened. This was a major breakthrough! The famous Jiang Qingyang, known for his romantic nature in Chu Country, what kind of romantic gift would he send? It truly made people envious.

Ye Qingyu couldn’t resist their pleas. Her fingers circled–and she conjured a dull yellow talisman.

Little Wang exclaimed, “Ah, this…”

Big Wang looked carefully and indeed didn’t see any hidden poem in the runes. She hesitated and said, “Perhaps it has other mysteries?”

“Yes,” Ye Qingyu said, shaking the yellow talisman.

A burly figure suddenly descended! His eyes were like copper bells, his muscles knotted, and his aura was indeed steady and powerful. It startled Little Wang, making her jump up.

“This, this, this…” Little Wang was incoherent.

Big Wang was also stunned for a moment, but then she laughed. “This is meant to protect our Senior Sister Qingyu. Well, the intention is commendable!”

Ye Qingyu pointed a finger back, and the burly warrior transformed back into the yellow talisman, held between her fingers. With another shake of her fingers, the burly warrior appeared again.

She repeated this several times with relish, then laughed mockingly. “Don’t say, it’s quite interesting. Much more fun than the puppets bought from the Mo family.”

“Oh, oh, so magical,” Little Wang said listlessly. She really didn’t see where the fun was.

“Did he only send this one?” Big Wang asked.

Ye Qingyu thought for a moment and said, “There’s also a letter. It was given to me along with this yellow talisman.”

“Quick, quick, let’s read it together!” Little Wang quickly regained her spirits.

“Uh… Some words are not suitable to say face to face,” Big Wang also said. “Writing a letter is a more sincere expression. Big Brother Jiang has a heart!”

Ye Qingyu took out a well-preserved letter and handed it over.

Little Wang received the envelope and giggled. “Such a thick letter! How many words were suppressed in his heart?”

Big Wang also said, “Big Brother Jiang travels north and south, with so many important matters on his shoulders, yet he can still miss our Senior Sister Qingyu so much. It’s truly not easy.”

Little Wang had already taken out the letter paper at this time, her face flushed with excitement as she was about to unfold it and read it carefully. Big Wang also leaned in eagerly.

One big and one small head huddled together, four eyes shining. But they saw the title said—

“My Views on Immortal Palace Warrior Tactics”

The subtitle said—

“Detailed Discussion on the Application of Immortal Palace Warrior in the Cloud Seal System”

*Rustle*, Little Wang flipped a page.

*Rustle*, Little Wang flipped another page.

*Rustle*, Little Wang directly jumped to the last page.

Good heavens, over ten pages of letter paper, and it was truly all about how to utilize the Immortal Palace Warrior in combat!

Little Wang held this stack of letter paper, silent for a long time, then sighed. “I finally understand why he could be the top at Guan He Tai among so many people!”

It truly felt like a cow chewing on a peony, burning a Qin to boil a crane, greatly spoiling the mood… She had a belly full of complaints.

But Ye Qingyu, sitting on the cloud corridor, her feet dangling in the clouds, smiled with clear eyebrows and eyes. “It’s indeed designed very thoughtfully, isn’t it?”

“Right, where did Big Brother Jiang go?” Big Wang asked from the side.

Ye Qingyu looked at the clouds below, lost in thought for a moment. She said somewhat dazedly, “I think he accidentally fell from the mountain and then walked towards the mountain again.”

A young girl’s heart is filled with clouds and mist.

In the clouds and mist, incomprehensible.