A seven-colored cloud chariot flew through the air. The head of the Qingxiao junior generation within Lingxiao Pavilion, seated together in this chariot, raced like the wind and lightning, heading back to their country.

Patriarch Ye was somewhat lacking in interest, currently closing his eyes to cultivate his spirit.

The young pavilion master supported her chin with her hand, watching the scenery outside the chariot, but her gaze was clearly not focused.

She said dreamily, “I heard that when your heart is with someone, their every frown and smile will stir waves in your heart lake. So even a little bit of unhappiness will be very obvious in your eyes. Dad, is that right?”

Patriarch Ye looked at his own daughter, not making a sound, only sighing in his heart.

The later waves of the long river push the front waves. You, Ye Lingxiao, still need to put in more effort…

Ye Qingyu asked again, “You also notice my mother’s mood, right?”

Ye Lingxiao’s heart suddenly softened, and he gently said, “Of course. Her joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness are my cloudy, sunny, full, and empty.”

Ye Qingyu was stunned for a moment. “Dad, you really know how to sweet-talk. My mother must love listening to it.”

“Wrong, your mother is a sensible person, she doesn’t like listening to these.” Ye Lingxiao lightly shook his head. “But she loves me.”

Ye Qingyu still looked at the sea of clouds. Large masses of clouds, like cotton candy, were fixed high in the sky, seemingly only the cloud chariot was moving—the war chariot flew too fast, appearing to leave everything in its original place.

“Tell me about my mother! I rarely hear you talk about her,” she murmured.

Ye Lingxiao also looked towards the sea of clouds, opened his mouth, but in the end still said, “Not yet time, I’ll tell you later.”

Ye Qingyu wasn’t willful, or perhaps she had been willful when she was very young. But while she was obedient to Ye Lingxiao in everything else, she wouldn’t back down on this matter. “Then tell me your thoughts about Jiang Wang! You can’t refuse your precious daughter a second time, right?”

“Ah.” Ye Lingxiao lightly sighed, looking at his precious daughter. “Good daughter, are you under a lot of pressure now?”

Ye Qingyu fell silent.

That white-haired young man who had turned and left the mountain was, in the blink of an eye, the first true person in history. She hadn’t realized it earlier, or perhaps she had intentionally ignored it… but there really was a lot of pressure.

Jiang Wang carried too much, it was very difficult for him to get to where he is today. Now he has finally avenged himself and found freedom. She really didn’t want to become the possible burden.

Perhaps she wouldn’t be, and of course Jiang Wang wouldn’t think so either. But an Outer Building cultivator walking beside a World True Person would only become a breakthrough point for enemies, only become someone who needed to be taken care of when changes came.

But she was Ye Qingyu, the daughter of Ye Lingxiao, the young pavilion master of Lingxiao Pavilion.

Although she hadn’t experienced any danger, hadn’t truly fought life and death battles, and had never even killed anyone… she should have walked through this life in quiet years, free from wind and rain. But how could she only be held in the palm of his hand, always afraid of being broken?

At least, she needed to have the power to protect herself.

“I have no pressure,” she told her father.

She smiled gently, “With you here, how could I have any pressure?”

Ye Lingxiao looked at her, his eyes filled with heartache. “You still haven’t fully grasped the profound mysteries of the Cloud Seal… Next, I will give you special training. Good daughter, are you afraid of hardship?”

Ye Qingyu didn’t answer directly, only pursed her lips.

Then she stood up again, moved to Jiang Anan’s side, rubbed Jiang Anan’s small head, and said with full fighting spirit, “Jiang Anan, we need to work hard!”

The cloud chariot was very spacious inside.

Jiang Anan, who was just sitting cross-legged and sharing candy with the stupid gray one piece by one piece, looked up in a daze. “Huh?”

The encounter with the white-haired wind in Yue Yong Spring gave Jiang Wang hidden worries about the grassland situation. The white-haired wind itself wasn’t worth worrying about, but it represented alarming abnormality.

How could a hegemonic country like Mu Country, with its extreme authority and effort, easily suppress all unstable factors, yet be so deeply taboo about this?

Coupled with the hysteria many people experienced, it inevitably made people ponder deeply.

What exactly happened on this grassland?

Now, with blazing fires and everything moving towards the good, great Mu Empire, although it was blooming like brocade flowers, how long would the flower period last?

Was the soil beneath the blooming flowers still fertile?

That “all teachings merge,” with various forces entering the grassland, was a strategy for Mu Country to solidify its foundation and strengthen its source, but it also inevitably held some hidden dangers… Could the Mu court grasp it?

Jiang Wang certainly didn’t go directly to the Cang Yu patrol office or Min He Temple, nor was he so foolish as to investigate the source himself. For the grassland, he was, after all, an outsider.

The Cang Yu patrol office might have its own reasons, it just didn’t need to tell him.

Thus, he only privately mentioned these matters to Xiao Wu, letting the Great Mu consort pay attention herself. Whether to investigate in detail, or if there were some unmentionable hidden causes, the Great Mu imperial daughter He Lian Yuyun had her own ideas.

After the grand wedding, the guests dispersed respectively.

Jiang Wang saw off his relatives and friends one by one, and also said goodbye to the newlyweds, bringing Chu Yao back to Xing Yue Yuan.

Chu Yao’s mother was in Lin Zi, she had her own work, her own life. It wasn’t good to bring the widow of an old friend to live nearby and raise. Moreover, Zhang Cuihua was a strong character, she certainly wanted to support herself, it was impossible for her to be idle.

After beheading Zhuang Gao Xian and clearing away the old hatred, Jiang Wang was not in a hurry to bring Chu Yao to his side, also thinking that Chu Yao was still young and perhaps should spend more time with his mother. After all, there was nothing lacking in Lin Zi, and Chu Yao could also cultivate very well.

But Chu Yao wanted to follow his master. This time, Zhang Cuihua also sent a letter to congratulate Jiang Wang on his sworn brother’s wedding, and offered her savings from these years, preparing an extremely generous gift money, her intentions sincere.

Jiang Wang was afraid she would overthink, so he just brought Chu Yao, letting Zhong Xuan Sheng and the others go back on their own.

No powerful force ever appeared in Xing Yue Yuan, not because there was no fertile soil here, but because Qi Jing didn’t allow it.

It had always been a buffer between Qi Jing’s powers, and also once a battlefield between Xiang Country and Xu Country.

Unexpectedly, Bai Yu Jing became this exception.

Now, at Bai Yu Jing tavern, one Lin Xian left, and one Zhu Wei Wo arrived.

One Jing Li Xiao Sheng Seng left, and one Jiang Zhenren came back.

In Xing Yue Yuan, where there were no strong individuals, it could be called a phoenix standing among chickens, quite attention-grabbing.

Twelve floors.

Chu Yao stood obediently in a stance at the side, while Jiang Wang, flipping through “Mu Lue” from “Shi Dao Zao Hai,” casually said to Lian Yu Chan in front of him, “You stay in the tavern all day, doesn’t your dad miss you?”

Lian Yu Chan looked at him resentfully. “You said I would be the first to reach Shen Lin…”

“…I might not mean to drive you away.” Jiang Wang immediately surrendered. “You go about your business, I’m just caring about my employees.”

“Then I thank the boss for his care!” The mud furnace was already boiling. Lian Yu Chan picked up the small teapot, pinched some good tea leaves brought from Xiang Country, and poured tea for Jiang Wang. She then turned to look at Chu Yao, “Young boss, what do you want to drink? Tea? Wine? This store has good wine suitable for children.”

Chu Yao wanted to respond politely, but again didn’t dare to open his mouth and breathe, for a moment suppressing a red face.

His stance was not simple, it was the Dan Shan stance used by the Zhong Xuan family for refining the body, most suitable for building a foundation. But it required mobilizing all strength, otherwise the “mountain” would press him down.

“Alright, I know you’re diligent, no need to reply to me.” Lian Yu Chan stopped, smiled charmingly, put down the teapot, and went straight out the door.

Chu Yao, in his stance, didn’t move a bit, but his side glance shifted, sometimes glancing at his master, sometimes at Lian Yu Chan’s back.

But Jiang Wang casually threw a body refining pill over, and he also agilely opened his mouth to catch it. He crunched it a few times, then swallowed it into his belly. This kind of test was also a tacit understanding between master and disciple.

Jiang Wang raised his hand, indicating him to disperse his stance and relax his muscles. “What are you thinking about?”

Chu Yao didn’t dare to deceive his master, and honestly said, “I’m thinking about which master’s wife this is.”

“Stand properly!” Jiang Wang glared. “Loose tongue! Stand for another hour!”

Chu Yao grinned and grimaced, then stood fixed again.

Not speaking is disrespecting elders, speaking falsely is deceiving master and destroying ancestors, speaking truthfully is having a loose tongue.

Master, oh master, will I be in such a dilemma all my life?

Jiang Wang let the volume of “Mu Lue” rest on the desk, and casually instructed, “Finish your stance and read the book yourself. I will spot-check later for master.”

His footsteps turned, and his body had already disappeared.

What was coming would always come.

Bai Yu Jing building was twelve stories high, towering above Tian Feng Valley. Jiang Wang stepped out of the tall building, his body already above the white clouds, beyond the reach of mortal vision.

Where he stood suspended, Tian Feng stopped, the five elements were fixed, and Yuan Qi returned to submission.

The world’s noise returned to silence, only his clear voice echoed: “A friend has come from afar, why be sneaky?”

A painting scroll leaped out, suspending and unfolding. The painting cloth was blank, yet a vicissitudinous voice rang out from within: “What’s sneaky! I just arrived!”

The other party had indeed just arrived, and had indeed not concealed his traces. Being discovered by him beforehand could be considered knocking on the door.

But if Jiang Zhenren wanted to find fault, why care about that?

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking every bit the sect master. His gaze casually swept, falling on the painting cloth. In an instant, there was a spark of Mars, piercing the rules of this painting, leaping onto the center of the painting cloth. “What kind of demon is this! Daring to pretend to be a god and play a ghost in front of this true person!”

A winding hand of clear light reached out, grasping the fire seed of San Mei. Following closely was a tall, thin man with a middle-aged appearance, wearing a loose dao robe, who completely walked out from within the painting cloth. He extinguished the fire seed while looking at Jiang Wang: “Jiang, are you deliberately finding fault?”

Jiang Wang’s handsome eyebrows raised slightly. “If you say you don’t recognize me, then you are indeed finding fault. What’s strange if I don’t recognize you? Are you very famous?”

The man who walked out from the painting was middle-aged in appearance, his eyes like bright mirrors, his face radiant, but his tone was very gentle: “I am Fu Dongxu, the head of the Mirror World Platform, which is neither hot nor cold.”

Jiang Wang had a reason for asking Lian Yu Chan whether she wanted to return to her country today. It wasn’t because he felt Lian Yu Chan wanted a high salary, but because he intentionally controlled the scale of Bai Yu Jing, not wanting to touch anyone’s nerves.

But these two words were “not want,” not “not dare.”

As a World True Person, he was already an absolute strong individual in the present world, a high-level figure in any force. He could establish a sect and faction, he could鎮守 a country and a sect. He could fly horizontally without taboo in most places in the present world, all without fixed agreement! Even in the six great hegemonic countries, as long as he reported in advance, he basically wouldn’t be blocked.

So-called “True Person without taboo”!

Lian Yu Chan was unwilling to return to Xiang Country, she certainly wanted to cultivate to Shen Lin and catch up with Bai Yu Xia and Lin Xian. He wouldn’t say anything about it.

Not wanting to cause trouble was his original intention, he didn’t like right and wrong. But if someone’s nerves were truly touched, he would instead want to intercept and ask—why are you so sensitive!

This time, upon hearing Fu Dongxu report his home, he let out an ‘oh’: “Just the head leader of the Mirror World Platform that slandered me as a demon?”

Fu Dongxu’s expression was somewhat ashamed: “Zhuang Gao Xian’s divine ability was unknown to everyone before, now you have also seen it, his foot can turn fake into real. At that time, the person responsible for this matter was not on the same level as Zhuang Gao Xian, and was deceived thoroughly. Out of a desire to eliminate demons and guard the Dao heart, they wanted to send you to Yu Jing Mountain for a detailed inspection, which led to that mistake… Of course, I was busy with official duties, a hundred oversights for one diligence, trusting subordinates and not further reviewing, I also have responsibility.”

Jiang Zhenren had heard many such words from the coronate hall, and fundamentally was too lazy to even look at them. He pointed at the cloud void below with his foot tip, his intention very proud: “This is Xing Yue Yuan, the Xing Yue agreement was signed right here. According to the Xing Yue agreement, Your Honor should still be the vice platform head now, right?”

Fu Dongxu was not angry. Having walked to such a position, what had he not experienced? A True Person who broke the cultivation history record was indeed qualified to speak a few sarcastic sentences.

He was only somewhat puzzled—everyone said Jiang Wang was gentle and polite, very measured, now what was this? Covered in thorns? Striking people specifically in the face?

He quietly looked at Jiang Wang for a while, then said, “Jiang Zhenren, I want to ask one sentence, do you have an opinion about Jing Country?”

“I highly respect Jing Country, and also respect Jing Country’s contribution to the human race. I just purely have an opinion about you.” Jiang Wang was straightforward: “Initially because of a demon hunting order, I fell from the leader of the Yellow River to a prisoner overnight, and almost lost my life! Is it hard to understand that I have dissatisfaction with you, Patriarch Fu?”

“I can understand!” Fu Dongxu still nodded quite seriously, his attitude consistently very good: “It seems I shouldn’t have come today, I didn’t consider it thoroughly, I just felt that Sang Xian Shou was too fierce and not suitable for negotiation.”

Sang Xian Shou, the chief warden of the Great Jing central heaven prison!

A famously fierce character.

“Actually, who comes doesn’t matter.” Jiang Wang said blandly, “I am never afraid of others being fierce.”

Fu Dongxu’s expression was peaceful, his tone containing a kind of tolerance of an elder reviewing a junior: “Don’t react too extremely, I have no intention of threatening.”

Jiang Wang laughed, changing to an intimate tone: “Patriarch Fu, what do you want to talk about with me?”

Fu Dongxu said, “As everyone knows, Xing Yue Yuan is an enclave of the central Great Jing Empire—”

“Wait.” Jiang Wang interrupted him with a smile, “Does Qi Country agree with these words?”

Fu Dongxu also smiled: “Then I’ll speak frankly!”

He looked at Jiang Wang and said, “The meaning of this place is special, it has never allowed the existence of overly strong forces. When you reached Shen Lin, we didn’t come to find you because the Yu Heng Star Lord had communicated with us, and also because the time for restriction hadn’t yet arrived. So we tolerated you recruiting soldiers and buying horses here, widely accepting talents, and whatever you did.

“Now that you have reached Dong Zhen, your strength is not what it used to be. It is already enough to change the situation in Xing Yue Yuan, to be able to set the law here with a single word. I have to come, I have to give you a reminder. I must emphasize—I and the Mirror World Platform have no opinion of you whatsoever, we are just following the rules, and we will give you enough time to move.”

“What force?” Jiang Wang’s face was surprised: “Bai Yu Jing is just a tavern!”

He really didn’t plan to establish any force.

Neither country nor sect was what he sought.

He was already Dong Zhen, and the next goal was to strive to become a member of Tai Xu Ge.

If he truly built some force, he would still need to swear to leave once and return after his term ended, how troublesome!

It was better this way.

Even if he were a member of Tai Xu Ge and needed to maintain absolute neutrality, he couldn’t ignore his own tavern, could he?

This answer obviously surprised Fu Dongxu: “You don’t want to take root in Xing Yue Yuan?”

“Misunderstanding!” Jiang Wang cried out in grievance: “Xing Yue Yuan is a neutral place, and I am also a neutral person. I just opened a tavern here to support my family, and conveniently have fun with a few friends. What force would I build? It would delay my cultivation! The entire Bai Yu Jing tavern only has those few super-normal cultivators, not enough to fill two tables when drinking. Have you seen any force with so few people?”

Fu Dongxu fell into thought… He didn’t think so at first, but on careful consideration, it seemed really difficult to affirm that Bai Yu Jing tavern was a force.

They neither accepted disciples nor recruited subordinates, and didn’t even open branch stores.

Jiang Wang said again, “Patriarch Fu, forgive my impudence—do you truly have no opinion of me? If a tavern can also be considered a sect, then how many sects are there in the world! Can the Mirror World Platform manage all of them?”

Fu Dongxu looked at him, his eyes sincere: “Jiang Zhenren, I indeed have no opinion of you, on the contrary, I appreciate you very much! The Mirror World Platform opens its gates wide to you, Jing Country opens its gates wide to you. If you can forgive my earlier mistake, we can even become friends.”

“I am a person who cannot deceive myself the most. We cannot be friends, after all, the injury has already been caused.” The current Jiang Wang was truly himself, completely unrestrained in expressing his mood: “But you should also believe that in a situation where positions do not conflict, no one is willing to be enemies with Jing Country. We can get along peacefully—I wonder if you are willing to show a little goodwill, perhaps starting by not disturbing my small tavern?”

Fu Dongxu smiled: “Today, seeing you and chatting with you personally, I just discovered that you are not the same as I imagined.”

“How am I different?” Jiang Wang asked.

Fu Dongxu said, “I thought you were that kind of paranoid, firm, single-minded person. I thought you would regard Jing Country as an enemy, as a young genius who, after suffering some grievances, would be filled with thoughts of how a gentleman takes revenge, how to overthrow the central empire.”

“Paranoid, firm, single-minded? At certain times… yes. I also don’t hope that kind of me appears.” Jiang Wang waved his hand: “As for overthrowing the central empire, setting aside whether I can do it or not—if you were all overthrown, who would guard the Ten Thousand Demon Gate?”

“You’re right!” Fu Dongxu laughed heartily: “Alright then! If you can promise me not to develop a force here, and not to have the delusion of monopolizing Xing Yue Yuan… we can get along peacefully. The Mirror World Platform will also not interfere with you.”

Jiang Wang said, “Have you ever seen the night sky of Xing Yue Yuan? The stars are low, the moon hangs high, it seems within reach. The beautiful scenery of the world should be shared by the people of the world. I am not a person who divides land and seals mountains.”

Fu Dongxu looked at him deeply, then turned and walked into that blank painting scroll.

Only leaving one sentence—”We indeed cannot be friends, but it is not necessary to be enemies. Hope there will be no more incidents.”

Jiang Wang stood quietly in the air, his face without any expression.

Throughout Xing Yue Yuan, besides him, no one knew that the head of the Mirror World Platform had come and gone.

The times are different from the past!

Actually, five thousand plus words are most friendly to readers.

I have both added updates and failed to return updates…

Thanks to book friend “Xiao Feng Han Yue” for becoming the silver alliance of this book! This is the twenty-fourth silver alliance for “Red Heart Patrol Heaven”!

Rational consumption, big brothers!

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