Chen Pingan, blessed with a rare moment of serenity, slumbered deeply, waking only with the sun’s embrace. A single night passed, yet in the mortal realm, countless blossoms may have bloomed and withered.

Opening his eyes, he found a curious sight: a figure pressed against his door, while Gu Can leaned against the hallway wall. A wry smile touched Chen Pingan’s lips. “Are you two guarding a ward? I’m hardly in secluded cultivation!”

With a sudden flourish, Chen Pingan flung open the door. Liu Xianyang tumbled into the room, while Gu Can wore an odd expression. “There aren’t that many assassins,” Chen Pingan chuckled. “Do you think my Return to Simplicity realm is for naught?”

Gu Can’s expression only grew more peculiar. Liu Xianyang dusted off his sleeves. “Better safe than sorry. Chen Pingan, your experience in the martial world is still lacking. Come, let’s go.”

Gu Can could no longer contain himself, blurting out, “While you were sleeping, Ning Yao paid a visit to the Flowing Sunset Boat. She appeared without a sound, unseen by us. Only when she greeted us did we know she was there. We have no idea when she left.”

Liu Xianyang hurried towards the exit, but Chen Pingan’s hand clamped down on his shoulder. As if borne on clouds, he was whisked back to the hallway. Gu Can, hoping to abandon Liu Xianyang, was similarly seized. “Why are you both running?” Chen Pingan inquired with a grin. “If you’re so innocent, why fear my suspicions?”

With an arm draped around each of their necks, Chen Pingan steered them down the hallway, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Such loyal, righteous brothers! I’m deeply moved.”

Gu Can grumbled, “I only just arrived. I bet Liu Sword Immortal was eavesdropping all night.”

Liu Xianyang retorted, “You speak foul nonsense! I arrived just before you. If I hadn’t come, would you have dared? Once I arrived, could you bear to stay away?”

Gu Can chuckled. “You make a fair point.”

Reaching the bow of the ship, they found Gu Lingyan standing timidly on the deck. The wind whipped around her, causing her garments to cling to her, revealing her captivating form.

Gu Can frowned. “Instead of steering the Flowing Sunset Boat, why are you out here enjoying the bitter wind?”

Gu Lingyan, her eyes wide with innocence, communicated with them through telepathy. “Last night, Ning Yao sought me out. She inquired about secrets of the desolate Northern Heavens cultivators. In the end, she bid me deliver two messages to Chen Yingan. The first: continue along the planned route and visit Floating Light Continent. The second: ‘Demon slain’.”

Chen Pingan, still weary from recent events, had not yet discussed the attack on the Chongyang Temple with them. Hearing those four words, delivered by Gu Lingyan, he was momentarily bewildered.

He then explained the situation. “Within the Chongyang Temple, there was a potential fourteenth-realm demon at the pinnacle of ascension. Having been barred from enlightenment for too long, it sought to accumulate external merits through virtuous deeds. It attempted to use a cherry-clad ghost’s body as a bridge across the realms of Yin and Yang. Vowing to avenge all desolate Northern Heavens demons who died in the Great Wall of Swords and Vast Brightness World, it sought to slay Chen Pingan. I managed to withstand the attack, causing the demon to fail and reveal its location. The City God of Zhou swiftly descended to the underworld. I do not know how Ning Yao traveled to the underworld or how she slew the demon.”

Liu Xianyang slapped Chen Pingan’s belly. “Strange. I thought you always had a strong stomach. How is it that you are not accustomed to leaving your hometown? Are you unable to consume coarse grains and only able to consume fine grains?”

Gu Lingyan looked at Liu Sect Leader with new eyes. How dare he insult Chen Pingan’s reliance on women to sustain him?

Gu Can’s brow furrowed. “To slay a potential fourteenth-realm demon in the underworld? How did Ning Yao accomplish this?”

Liu Xianyang chuckled. “That is a ridiculous question, Gu Can. Besides reaching the fourteenth realm as a pure sword cultivator, what other explanation could there be?”

Gu Can stared intently at Chen Pingan. Speculation was one thing, but only Chen Pingan could reveal the truth. Chen Pingan nodded.

Gu Can sighed. Compared to Ning Yao’s cultivation talent, it seemed that there were no geniuses in the mortal realm.

After learning the truth, Gu Lingyan trembled with fear. Not feigned, but born from the face which could shift into countless guises. She wore the face that reflected her heart’s vision of Ning Yao. Gathering her resolve, she wiped away the visage, returning to her original appearance. While visiting Vast Brightness World, Gu Lingyan did not fear the Hidden Official Chen Pingan, due to Gu Can’s presence, for she had not participated in the attack on the Great Wall of Swords, nor had she set foot in Vast Brightness World. Chen Pingan would not kill her simply because she was a desolate Northern Heavens demon, would he?

But Ning Yao, a fourteenth-realm sword cultivator, the greatest person in the Five Worlds, slaying an emerging jade pillar realm cultivator with desolate Northern Heavens roots, would be as easy as playing.

Liu Xianyang patted Chen Pingan’s head, clicking his tongue. “There was no lingering hatred, and yet your sister-in-law has already avenged you.”

Gu Can, not wanting an outsider to know more secrets, ordered her to return to the helm of the Flowing Sunset Boat. Gu Lingyan complied gratefully, relieved to escape the fear that threatened to disrupt her cultivation.

Chen Pingan smiled. “Upon returning to the Return to Simplicity realm for the second time, I did not receive the martial blessing I expected.”

Liu Xianyang raised an eyebrow. “Having lost something you thought was within your grasp, you’re feigning a smile for your brothers’ sake? Nonsense. Cry a little, let your brothers enjoy it.”

Gu Can questioned, “It shouldn’t be like this. In this realm of burgeoning Qi, you have the greatest potential to be the strongest. Cao Ci has no advantages here.”

Cao Ci’s martial talent was undoubtedly greater than Chen Pingan’s, but the realm of burgeoning Qi depended on “many things.” Cao Ci’s superior talent might lead him to overlook crucial details.

Indeed, that was the case.

Chen Pingan chuckled, unable to contain his amusement. “When I emerged from closed-door cultivation, I found it odd. I assumed it was due to the times, with extraordinary individuals and events occurring frequently. Someone must have obtained a remarkable opportunity, such as being led along the river of time by a master, witnessing centuries of history and countless mountains, allowing them to refine their foundation and surpass me in this realm. I only learned the truth from Cui Dongshan last night: it was Pei Qian.”

Liu Xianyang smacked Chen Pingan’s head. “Showing off, are we?”

Chen Pingan dodged the blow, bursting into laughter.

Because Pei Qian had only recently entered the realm of burgeoning Qi and because she was his first disciple, Chen Pingan had once again overlooked her.

Looking back, the reason was clear. How profound were Pei Qian’s foundations in the realm of burgeoning Qi? How magnificent her presence?

During Chen Pingan’s years as the Hidden Official, Pei Qian traveled to the Northern Reaches and later explored the Snowy Continent, Central Divine Continent, Golden Armor Continent…

She had visited more of the Nine Continents than Chen Pingan had. And Pei Qian’s memory far surpassed Chen Pingan’s already formidable ability.

Chen Pingan had noticed this long ago, and Lu Chen had specifically reminded him in the Land of Harmonious Joy.

This was why Chen Pingan hesitated to bring Pei Qian on his travels through Vast Brightness World.

Traveling alone, with sufficient power, she could wander as she pleased. By Chen Pingan’s side, she would be more attentive and diligent.

And one must not forget, she could perceive people’s hearts. If Pei Qian wished, she could see the images of the world from within any heart save that of someone at the peak.

The mysterious aspect of the martial artist’s qi flourishing, therefore, was almost tailor-made for Pei Qian. She had a broad perspective and a keen memory.

As her master, Chen Pingan naturally wanted her to see the great rivers, mountains, and humanity, to solidify her foundation in the realm of burgeoning Qi, striving to surpass him and even transcend him.

Yet he also worried that Pei Qian’s intense focus and unwavering attention would drain her spirit. This would leave behind unseen weaknesses that would hinder her progress. Thus, Chen Pingan reconsidered, thinking that the title of “strongest in the realm of burgeoning Qi” was not so valuable. What was it worth? This was the typical mentality of a protective father.

No wonder Old Chef, Zheng Dafeng, and Wei Bo privately said that their mountain master doted on Pei Qian and Warm Tree as if they were his own daughters. The little green-clad boy, on the other hand, was treated like an errant, disobedient son.

Chen Pingan stated, “Pu Liu and the others will be under your command. You can determine their positions and status within the sect.”

Gu Can nodded. “I understand.”

Chen Pingan chuckled. “Huang Lie has been a national preceptor in Jade Proclamation Kingdom for many years and inevitably absorbed some bureaucratic habits. You must be generous and patient. Give him a rare Daoist text or two, and guide his path. You must also help him cast off the worldly airs and return to his original, unblemished state. Just because the three of us are now at a high realm with our own perspectives and experiences, don’t think that the title of terrestrial immortal is worthless, that the jade pillar realm is nothing special, that an immortal is merely so-so, that ascending to a higher realm is just passable. Recalling the bitter past, Shen Ke, who now appears the most insignificant on the ship, would have been able to overcome the three of us if we were lined up next to one another, when we were in a newly broken and fallen Luminous Pearl Grotto Heaven.”

Gu Can replied, “Understood.”

Liu Xianyang fanned the flames. “Why do you talk so much? Are you a village tutor lecturing children wearing split pants or a father scolding his son?”

Chen Pingan nudged him with his elbow, while Gu Can stomped on his foot, twisting his toes.

Liu Xianyang groaned, adopting a posture of gathering energy. “Do it again if you dare! The moment Liu Sword Immortal cries out in pain, he is your grandfather.”

Chen Pingan folded his hands and turned away. “You two continue with your family affairs. I’m going back to sleep. Wake me when we reach Chu Province.”

Liu Xianyang chuckled. “Good heavens, he really thinks of himself as the grand master, ordering around Liu Sword Immortal and Sect Leader Gu.”

Gu Can telepathically stated, “I told him you want to hold the wedding on his birthday, the fifth day of the fifth month.”

In their hometown, the fifth day of the fifth month was considered the day of the five poisons. Children born on that day were considered harbingers of misfortune, bringers of plagues.

Liu Xianyang insisted on holding his wedding on that day, considering it an excellent date.

Liu Xianyang leaned against the railing, idly stating, “Did the brat start bawling?”

Gu Can casually replied, “It was alright.”

Liu Xianyang questioned, “Why not give the Flowing Sunset Boat to Chen Pingan? Honestly, neither I nor the Dragon Spring Sword Sect have much use for it. That money-grubber of his is doing a lot of business and desperately needs this to elevate it even more.”

His sect had only a few people, and Ruan Blacksmith was uninterested in grand displays.

Gu Can responded, “That would be to offer up a warm face to a cold backside. He wouldn’t accept it. Why would I send him something?”

Liu Xianyang paused before sighing. “I truly envy you for having such a great older brother.”

For once, Gu Can did not refute him. “I hope that in the coming centuries and millennia, we can meet again without having to think about what to say, with more than just polite greetings.”

Liu Xianyang interrupted with a jarring comment. “I’ve always wondered, is snot tasty? Salty or bland?”

Gu Can stated, “Do you remember the morning I gave you a meat bun from Old Mother Mao’s shop? You have eaten my nasal mucus.”

Liu Xianyang exclaimed, “So that’s it! I knew there must have been a lot! That’s why the meat bun tasted so good that day.”

Gu Can chuckled. “The people in our hometown are good-hearted.”

Liu Xianyang nodded. “I am inadequate. You and Chen Pingan are both outstanding.”

After Elder Lu of Azure Tiger Palace arrived at Fallen Phoenix Mountain, he rarely went out. Helping his disciple Zhao Zhuo obtain a guest status, as an elder seeks a livelihood for their descendants. Lu Yong was a bit embarrassed.

Zheng Qingjia was the opposite. Given the chance, the Fairy of Mandarin Duck Lake would wander. She was forced to stay in the estate or shake her sleeve and her disciple Cloud Mist shake her head. Zhai Guangyun would ask her questions. The biggest? Did you see the Hidden Official, yet? Has he returned?

Zheng Qingjia would never allow her to leave her sleeve to avoid the mountain.

She found that the spirits of Desolate Northern Heavens were more clear. More women would long for the Hidden Official.

Zheng Qingjia would patrol the mountains with Zhou Mili. Zheng realized after a while that the black-clothed girl seemed innocent but was asking for information from her. Did the mute great water demon of the lake test her?

At first, Zheng Qingjia was skeptical. It was not until one day, they reached Jingqing, who liked Chen Zhuliu. She had heard much.

Then the girl said Jingqing now thought of meeting Zheng again and would offer him a gift. Mandarin Duck Lake was broken!

After that, Zheng Qingjia never walked.

She knew the Warden was talking to her.

Twice, Zhou Mili was at the house with the door closed. Was she trying to refuse to patrol? This made her refuse.

A Great Li military ship docked at Ox Horn Ferry.

A few Criminal Ministry providers were aboard with soldiers.

Someone knew a bigshot was there.

The leader was the handsome Li Gongbu Shilang Cao Gengxin.

There were also Yuan Huajing and Zhou Haijing.

They escorted sixteen to Fallen Phoenix Mountain.

At the mountain, only a grim Green Cloth Kid and one picking his nose.

With no sword, the out-of-towners had to walk to Jumping Fish Mountain.

Cao Gengxin, met Zheng Dafeng, shook hands, and clasped hands. “The capital has good water and soil. Overseer Cao is more manly.” “Elder Brother Feng is still bright-eyed.”

Zhou Haijing thought the man was disgusting but was used to it.

Zheng Dafeng asked, “Is this my Brother’s bride?”

Cao Gengxin explained that Cao Ping forced him to marry her.

Zheng Dafeng stopped his gaze and patted Cao Gengxin’s shoulder. “We can talk about the bed. This is no time to be polite. It is no time to kill the thief and fail to kill the thief.”

Cao Gengxin’s scalp went numb. Luckily, Zheng Dafeng did not forget to condense his voice into a line, or Zhou Haijing would have heard it. Cao Gengxin quickly took out a booklet and secretly handed it to Zheng Dafeng. “This is not idle. It is all for the Elder Brother and Fallen Phoenix Mountain. The booklet contains some trivial matters about the sixteen people, which can be used to supplement the official files of the imperial court.”

Zheng Dafeng calmly accepted the gift. “You have a heart. Brothers do not say thank you. We will see each other on the wine table in the future.”

The Green Cloth Kid coughed a few times, shook his sleeves, and cupped his fists, introducing himself. “My name is Chen Lingjun, my Taoist name is Jingqing, and I am an enshrinement in the Ancestral Hall of Jise Peak. I won’t talk about my realm. Greetings, Master Cao, greetings, distinguished guests from the capital.”

Cao Gengxin nodded and smiled. “Old Ancestor Jingqing, your reputation is well known.”

Chen Lingjun immediately revealed his true nature, with a smug look on his face, and put his hands on his hips.

Overseer Cao is sharp! No need to sit at the table with the Left Guardian of Qilong Lane.

As for those young men and women, Chen Lingjun didn’t really care about them. I, Master Chen, am now accomplished in Taoism and have boundless magic power. I can casually deliver a punch to scare you, and you will be frightened, pale, and tearful? Can you withstand my second punch?

Zhou Haijing smiled and asked, “May I ask Immortal Master Jingqing, is Pei Qian, Mr. Chen’s first disciple, on the mountain now?”

She and Pei Qian were both among the Four Grandmasters of Martial Arts in Precious Vase Continent.

Earlier, at the arena in Great Li capital, Zhou Haijing had sparred with Yu Hong and lost the match. However, she believed that she would be able to kill that old thing in a few years.

Chen Lingjun laughed. “Pei Qian is a big girl. She is very busy. She has come and gone. She has to contribute to the excavation of the Great Ditch in Tongye Continent. The more capable you are, the more you have to work.”

If it wasn’t for the fact that the Master had stopped him, the children of the Ancestral Hall of the Cloud Rock Kingdom, Cao Qinglang, or Master Zhong, would have to give up their seats to him.

Zhou Haijing was a little unsure of the Green Cloth Kid’s status on Fallen Phoenix Mountain. He seemed not to take the Hidden Pei Qian seriously, treating her as if she was a junior.

The earliest members of Fallen Phoenix Mountain to follow Chen Pingan up the mountain, they are all righteous members. They had success at the north, the snake…

All knew of this.

Not far from them, there was a silence.

The sixteen people, with different backgrounds and family teachings, had their own thoughts and hopes from their families and sects, or their own expectations for themselves.

But they were all curious, longing, nervous, and uneasy.

They would soon see Fallen Phoenix Mountain and meet the legendary Chen Pingan at close range.

The founder of the Fallen Phoenix Mountain in Great Li Chu Province, the leader of the upper sect of Qingping Sword Sect in Tongye Continent. The last Hidden Official of the Great Wall of Swords, the closed disciple of the Sage, the junior disciple of the Great Li Imperial Preceptor Cui Yan, the partner of Ning Yao, the person who beheaded the great ancestor of the Northern Desolation, the villain, the person who inscribed his name on the city walls of Mount Tuoyue with his sword, the man who competed with Cao Ci in a blue-and-white struggle, the person who visited Zheng Yang Mountain with Liu Xianyang… Not to mention the protagonist “Chen Pingan” in a certain book of landscape travels, and so on.

There were too many identities and great deeds for one pair of hands to count.

Zhou Haijing smiled charmingly and asked a key question for many of the children. “Is it that Master Chen is too busy to come and see us?”

Zheng Dafeng casually said, “Not to mention seeing our Master Chen, these sixteen people may not even be able to visit Fallen Phoenix Mountain once in the next few years.”

Zhou Haijing had always spoken without restraint, and pretended to be surprised. “Wow, I have seen it. Is this what you call bullying customers in big shops?”

Zheng Dafeng glanced at Cao Gengxin. Is your brother’s wife always so barbed?

Cao Gengxin smiled and pretended to be stupid. Zheng Dafeng’s gaze was like throwing a shit pot at Cao Gengxin. He resolutely couldn’t accept it.

Yuan Huajing reminded him telepathically, “Zhou Haijing, please pay attention to your status.”

Firstly, the twelve Great Li Earthly Branch cultivators were nominally under Cao Gengxin’s jurisdiction, but everyone knew the truth.

To put it simply, Cao Gengxin was at most in charge of affairs, while Chen Pingan could manage people, or both people and affairs, depending on whether Chen Pingan was willing to do so.

Secondly, didn’t she know that Chen Pingan was now the Great Li Imperial Preceptor? If it wasn’t for Chen Pingan’s and the Emperor’s intentional actions, this news would have been known throughout the continent.

Then Zheng Dafeng led the way and led the distinguished guests from the capital to Fallen Phoenix Mountain.

Chen Lingjun, who really regarded himself as “Old Ancestor Jingqing,” raised his tail to the sky. He cast a spell to summon a cloud and slowly floated in the air.

The sixteen people had different feelings about this immortal scene.

They didn’t know much about the “Old Immortal of the Nascent Soul Realm,” who shared the young Hidden Official’s surname, Chen, only that the Rejuvenated Ancestor Jingqing liked to be quiet and didn’t like to go out. He was probably the type of pure Daoist who was detached from the world and only wanted to cultivate in the mountains to attain immortality. Therefore, the only time he appeared in the outside world was during the “observation of the Zheng Yang Mountain ceremony”. However, it was said that Ancestor Jingqing had a close relationship with the Night Wandering Divine Lord of Pi Yun Mountain.

Others went up the mountain to cultivate, but the Green Cloth Kid only went up the mountain.

Walking on the mountain road of Ox Horn Ferry, Zhou Haijing suddenly asked a question about Zheng Dafeng. “Why does he have to pretend to be a villain, making people annoying? What’s the point?”

She had seen more than just a basketful of names, such as the mountain gods who liked to pretend to be profound, the martial arts grandmasters who were approachable, and the people of the martial arts world who pretended to be casual but were actually greedy. However, it was still rare to see someone like Zheng Dafeng, who seemed to be afraid that others would regard him as a master.

Cao Gengxin thought for a while and replied seriously, “People who know themselves too well are like rootless duckweeds, floating with the water. Before entering the sea, they want to say a few more words to the shore, afraid of being remembered too much, but also afraid of being forgotten too quickly.”

Zhou Haijing casually asked, “Why doesn’t the Great Li Dynasty increase the proportion of cultivators among officials?”

Apart from the Great Li Song family, the states of the continent, and the countries that wished to have more cultivators in the imperial court, whether they were civil or military officials, or offerings as guests, all sought for this. It was not that they were unwilling, but that they were unable to do so.

Cao Gengxin casually said, “The rotten atmosphere is like a steamer, which can easily drive away vitality.”

Zhou Haijing took a deep look at Cao Jiu Gui, who was recognized as someone who did not shit in the latrine but was able to rise to the top and have a successful official career. Oh, he’s quite insightful.

Zheng Dafeng deliberately did not look at the flirting and flirtation on the other side. How disgusting! He was also a little sad. When would the hard days come to an end? Some died of drought, while others drowned.

An old man with a hunched back, wearing a green shirt and cloth shoes, had been waiting early at the mountain gate of Jumping Fish Mountain, a vassal state.

There was also a White-Haired Child standing there, with a happy look on his face. He held a pen in one hand and a notebook in the other, eager to try.

It’s a fortune!

Sixteen people came in one go, all of them cultivators below the Earth Immortal Realm and martial artists below the Divine Refinement Realm.

Happy events happen every year, but today is especially many!

Standing next to Old Chef was Cen Yuanji, who didn’t want to be there.

Cen Yuanji said awkwardly, “Mr. Zhu, can I really teach others boxing?”

Zhu Lian said with a smile, “You are one of the two people chosen by the Mountain Master, both of whom are qualified to teach boxing. You don’t need to doubt the Mountain Master’s vision.”

From the first glance, Cen Yuanji had never doubted Mr. Chen’s “vision” and firmly believed in it. It was only much later that Cen Yuanji gradually changed her view.

Is Mr. Zhu speaking with a double meaning? He is not only saying that Master Chen did not see her wrongly, but also implying that she did not see Master Chen wrongly?

Zhu Lian couldn’t help but smile, but he didn’t say much. The truth is afraid of what ifs. People are most afraid of misunderstandings.

However, Zhu Lian didn’t think there was anything wrong with Cen Yuanji misunderstanding Master Chen. On the contrary, it was a unique beauty of Fallen Phoenix Mountain.

The Master of Fallen Phoenix Mountain was walking on the mountain road on his own territory when he brushed shoulders with the female martial artist who was practicing her steps. One thought that the other was deliberately not looking at him, which must mean that he was trying to hide something. The other thought that it would be suspicious to not look at him, whether he looked at her or not, he was wrong. It’s unfair!

Cen Yuanji asked curiously, “Even if the Mountain Master is busy and can’t get away, wouldn’t it be better to have Pei Qian teach boxing? Is it because the excavation of the Great Ditch in Tongye Continent can’t do without her?”

Zhu Lian shook his head and said, “Pei Qian is only suitable for learning boxing, not for teaching others boxing.”

“Why?”

“Pei Qian has her own ego.”

Cen Yuanji was confused.

Zhu Lian patiently explained, “Pei Qian’s boxing is her own boxing. Because Pei Qian’s boxing moves, principles, intent, and techniques are all unique to her. Even if she is willing to teach everything she knows and wants to show her boxing to others, the other party will not be able to learn it. Pei Qian’s boxing techniques and spirit are all focused inward. The reason why our Mountain Master is Pei Qian’s master is that he can both focus inward and outward. As long as the Mountain Master himself is willing, he can make the spectators and learners see the boxing clearly and distinctly.”

Cen Yuanji was a little sad. “It seems that all the hard work of learning martial arts and practicing boxing is not as good as ‘talent’.”

Zhu Lian smiled and said, “Don’t compare yourself to Pei Qian in terms of talent. It’s not interesting. On this point, apart from Lin Jiangxian, Pei Bei, and Cao Ci, even our Mountain Master doesn’t dare to ask Pei Qian for boxing in the same realm. Do you think Pei Qian was able to fool the Mountain Master with such a clumsy excuse as ‘sleepwalking’ when she went to the Great Wall of Swords when she was a child? To tell you the truth, the Mountain Master once wanted to teach Pei Qian boxing in the same realm in the bamboo building, but he was knocked to the ground in one move, just like you.”

Cen Yuanji suppressed a smile. This was the first time she had heard of such a thing. She asked carefully, “Why doesn’t Master Chen let Mr. Zhu teach boxing?”

Zhu Lian said with a smile, “It’s not a coincidence. I have already made an appointment with the Mountain Master to fight. We have agreed to ask for boxing in the capital of South Garden Kingdom in the snowy season this year. Before that, I have to think about how to lose a little better.”

A white robe, tall and slender, smiling at everyone.

It was the Chief of Law Changming, who was half a head taller than Cen Yuanji.

Some people thought that the Chief of Law of Fallen Phoenix Mountain was very gentle and moving, while others thought that she was sinister and terrifying.

She was selected as one of the Four Giants of Fallen Phoenix Mountain.

The chief butler Zhu Lian, the Chief of Law Changming, Quanfu Wei Wenlong, and the chief offering Zhou Fei.

From the time she went up the mountain until now, Changming seems to have never been angry with anyone.

Changming smiled and said, “The Mountain Master didn’t show up this time. Will these children have some ideas in their hearts?”

Zhu Lian smiled and said, “Not necessarily. There are countless people in the Great Li Dynasty who want to go to Fallen Phoenix Mountain. The Ministry of Justice is very careful and cautious in selecting people. They won’t be so stupid as to send a few narrow-minded children to us. Although half of them are related to the powerful families and immortal mansions of Great Li, their identities are nothing. Therefore, the Ministry of Justice will only select people with outstanding qualifications for cultivation and martial arts, and their minds must not be bad. Otherwise, if a rat ruins a pot of porridge and turns a good thing into a bad thing, it will implicate the Great Li Dynasty and make Fallen Phoenix Mountain feel disgusted. Hehe, at that time, let alone the Minister of Justice, even the Emperor will personally ask about it. So each of these sixteen people knows their place. If they dare to be ignorant when they arrive at Fallen Phoenix Mountain, they probably won’t even have a chance to be sensible in the future.”

Fallen Phoenix Mountain is willing to place their expectations on them and carefully cultivate them, not because these children think that they can see Master Chen if they want to.

Wei Bo, who was wearing a gold ring in his ear, appeared out of thin air at the foot of the mountain.

Zhu Lian said with a smile, “Why did Divine Lord of Night Wandering come to join in the fun? Are you not afraid that the scene will be too big and scare the fledgling children?”

Wei Bo didn’t bother to answer.

This new title was shouted the loudest in Fallen Phoenix Mountain by the Green Cloth Kid. Whoever dared to call him Lord Wei or Brother Wei, he would get angry and correct them until they gave up.

When Chen Pingan returns to Fallen Phoenix Mountain, with someone to support him, Chen Lingjun will be awesome in front of Wei Bo. It’s not been a day or two since Wei Bo wanted to clean up Chen Lingjun.

Wei Bo remembered one thing, “The Old Deaf of the Great Wall of Swords, with the Taoist name Dragon Voice and the alias Gan Tang, fell in the Great Wall of Swords battlefield, went to the Northern Desolation Daochang, and then returned to the peak. Now the Old Deaf is still at the Ascension Realm, and will soon come to Fallen Phoenix Mountain to serve as a recorded enshrinement.”

The White-Haired Child muttered, “How unlucky. Why is there another enshrinement in the Ascension Realm coming?”

Why can’t they learn from Jing Hao, the Azure Palace Taibao of Flowing Sunset Continent, who drank some wine on the mountain and then obediently left?

Changming asked, “What do you think of Guo Zhujiu?”

Wei Bo asked strangely, “Why is Chief of Law Changming asking this?”

Zhu Lian understood. “You want to give up being the Chief of Law after only a few years? Isn’t that inappropriate?”

Wei Bo then understood.

Changming smiled and said, “Of course, I’m not going to resign from the position of Chief of Law immediately. I just think that if this is really feasible, I can prepare for it early.”

Changming actually had an idea in her mind for the next candidate for Chief of Law of Fallen Phoenix Mountain. It was the Mountain Master’s personal disciple, Guo Zhujiu, who came from the Great Wall of Swords and had been to the Summer Palace.

Earlier, they accompanied the Mountain Master on a trip to the Grand Wood Temple in the Lotus Root Blessed Land, and Changming was very impressed with Guo Zhujiu. No matter how she looked at it, she was satisfied.

Guo Zhujiu was the “bane” of her fellow disciple Pei Qian, and the White-Haired Child was dragging the sable hat girl to respect Guo Zhujiu as their leader… These things seemed to be jokes, but if you delved into them, they were not that simple.

A Flowing Sunset Boat approached Chu Province. Chen Pingan called Pu Liu, Guan Kui, and Shen Ke to sit down in the room and said bluntly, “You will soon follow Gu Can to establish a sect in Floating Light Continent and become the founding ancestors of a brand-new sect. Being respected inside and outside the mountain for a long time is not easy. Don’t get used to it after a long time. Before we leave, I’m going to say the ugly words first. If I can send you in, I can drag you out. Gu Can won’t be able to stop me, and he may not even stop me.”

The two humans and one ghost were silent. The old woman Xu Fu, who was in the Nascent Soul Realm, trembled and mustered up her courage to break the silence. “We will obey Mr. Chen’s teachings.”

They were all cunning people. What kind of relationship and friendship did Gu Can have with Chen Pingan? There was no need to say anything more. They had all seen it with their own eyes and heard it with their own ears.

If Chen Pingan really wanted to clean them up, he wouldn’t even need to say anything. When he met them, he would give Sect Leader Gu a look, and Gu Can would kill them without saying a word.

The master of a sect does not need to report to the Wenmiao in Zhongtu to clean up his own sect.

Shen Ke had suffered the most from Chen Sword Immortal. In those “bleak years” that were like being stuck in a maze, it was more than just a sentence of suffering. Since the old woman Pu Liu had seized the opportunity, the old grandmaster immediately stood up, cupped his fists, and said in a deep voice, “Chen Sword Immortal, Shen Ke has now woken up and changed his ways. If it wasn’t for Chen Sword Immortal’s love, he would have been fortunate enough to follow Sect Leader Gu and get a lineage status. At this moment, he would dare to say a word from his conscience. From the first step he took out of that world, Shen Ke had made up his mind that for the rest of his life, no matter how many years he had to live, he would go to be a good person and do good deeds. Chen Sword Immortal has infinite Dao techniques and should know that Shen Ke’s words are sincere and there is not a single word of falsehood.”

Shen Ke had already expressed his stance, which implicated the old woman Xu Fu and the ghost Guan Kui, who had no choice but to stand up to show their sincerity.

Chen Pingan folded his hands, nodded, and smiled. “The words are undoubtedly sincere. As for whether they are true, we have to wait and see. I’ll say it in advance, if you have the ability to make me believe you today, and then you lie to me about something in the future, it will be a greater crime.”

Shen Ke became more and more high-spirited and only had one clear idea in his mind. He went all out and said loudly, “I will never give Chen Sword Immortal a chance to see Shen Ke wrongly.”

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand and pressed down, signaling them to sit down and chat, there was no need to be so restrained. “I will let Gu Can help you light a life-extending lamp in the Ancestral Hall, and I will not give you a chance to be afraid of death and not dare to be a good person and do good deeds.”

Shen Ke had just touched the chair with his butt when he quickly stood up and thanked Chen Sword Immortal again. The old grandmaster was overjoyed. Was there really such a good thing?!

Xu Fu and Guan Kui looked at each other in dismay. Lighting a life-extending lamp in the Ancestral Hall was really the same as having another life.

Chen Pingan was not willing to simply use force to suppress them and make them have nightmares about Chen Pingan’s name for a long time. He slowly said, “Or you may ask what a gentleman is. It’s just a sincere and righteous thought. Over time, holding on to it, you will naturally treat small things as big things and sit in a secret room as if you were in a thoroughfare. Day and night, without rest, you will examine yourself three times a day and check yourself. Year after year, you will be firm in this heart and practice the Dao. You will naturally treat great enemies as if they were nothing and be in the city to connect to the world. Ask the world in reverse, who can deceive me with benefits, who can humiliate me with a name, for hundreds of thousands of years, who can truly bind me?”

The room was like a “secret room,” and the three people chewed on these words carefully. None of them dared to break the silence first, and each of them had their own praises in their hearts.

Anyway, Shen Ke felt that Chen Mountain Master was