Ao Longyu arrived at the edge of the Jade Pool.

  On the Jade Pool Mountain, other than her and Jiang Lan, no one else could come up.

  Therefore, she needed to go to the edge and talk to her Junior Sister.

  Otherwise, it would be too rude.

  There were some things that needed to be said in a low voice so that others wouldn’t hear it.

  While waiting, Ao Longyu looked down at her clothes. They were dry.

  Only then would there be no more doubts.

  Soon, Lin Siya arrived on her sword.

  She naturally saw the dignified and refined Senior Sister Ao.

  “Senior Sister, have you met Junior Brother?” Lin Siya’s eyes lit up.

  It was as if she was very interested in the subject.

  Ao Longyu nodded slightly.

  “Yes, I just came back.”


  “Then, Senior Sister.” Lin Siya moved her hand and felt a little embarrassed.

  “Um, did you hug him?”


  Hearing this, Ao Longyu frowned and nodded slightly.

  Just a light hug.

  “Then has Junior Brother fallen for Senior Sister? Did he turn around and hug Senior Sister tightly?” Lin Siya’s eyes shone brightly.

  Ao Longyu found it hard to look directly into her Junior Sister’s eyes. She shook her head.

  “No, Junior Brother didn’t have any exaggerated reactions.”


  He was just stunned, and there is a clear difference when I hugged him today.

  She looked down at her chest.

  She did not understand what her Junior Brother was thinking.

  However, she could sense that her Junior Brother did not reject her.

  “Has Junior Brother’s state of mind already reached the state of five emptiness? Senior Sister is such a perfect woman, yet he did not react when you hugged him.” Lin Siya could not understand.

  “Junior Sister,” Ao Longyu suddenly called out.

  She didn’t question Jiang Lan’s reaction because she could feel her Junior Brother’s heart.

  Her Junior Brother was delighted with what she had done.

  “What’s wrong?” Lin Siya asked curiously.

  “I remember that Junior Sister asked me a question a long time ago,” Ao Longyu said softly.

  “What question?” Lin Siya asked many questions.

  Naturally, she did not remember the question she had asked.

  “The question you asked me at the start was whether I liked Junior Sister or not.”


  “I did. Why?”


  “Junior Sister, can you ask me that question again?”


  Upon hearing this question, Lin Siya was stunned. Then, she asked softly.

  “Does Senior Sister like Junior Brother Jiang of the Ninth Summit?”


  Ao Longyu looked at Lin Siya seriously, but her voice was gentle.

  “I like him!”


  A gentle breeze ruffled Ao Longyu’s hair, but it was unable to move her firm heart.

  …


  …


  Jiang Lan raised his head slightly as a strong gust of wind blew over.

  It was a little chilly.

  “Is winter coming?”


  It was autumn now.

  After winter, it was just a year away.

  However, there was still some time before winter. It would take a long time for winter to pass.

  Of course, this time was too short in front of cultivation.

  An ordinary life would only last a hundred years.

  He was about to reach his five hundredth birthday.

  That was the same as having lived through five lives.

  Except…


  His life was a little pale.

  He had spent most of it in seclusion.

  Of course, there was no need for him to be excited either. He just wanted to cultivate peacefully in the Ninth Summit.

  During this period of time, his Senior Sister had always been around.

  To him, this had already made life exciting.

  He did not have much ambition.

  However, he had to bear the necessary responsibilities.

  That was all.

  After a while.

  Jiang Lan stood in front of the old inn.

  Just as he was about to enter, he heard a bang.

  It was the sound of a wine jug being smashed.

  “Dogsh*t, your inn sells wine, not dogsh*t.

  Are you feeding the dogs? ”


  A rough voice spoke.

  Jiang Lan, who originally planned to walk in, didn’t move.

  He waited at the door for a moment.

  Indeed…


  Boom!

  A loud bang sounded in the inn, followed by a dragon’s roar.

  Then, two more figures soared into the sky.

  Only then did Jiang Lan walk in.

  Back when he was helping out here, he was quite used to such incidents.

  He had lost quite a bit of spirit stones.

  “Why is this dragon still here? Why has he not returned to the Dragon Race?

  He has even specially picked on the time when grandfather is not around to drink. After drinking, he will then go crazy. The Pixiu is going to snatch all my spirit stones at this rate.”


  The moment he entered, Jiang Lan heard the youth complaining.

  It seemed like he was angry.

  Ao Ye did not leave. This was because he came together with the Eighth Prince. If the Eighth Prince did not leave, he would stay behind to protect him.

  He was naturally free, and Kunlun didn’t need him to stay behind to do anything.

  “Big brother?” The youth looked at Jiang Lan and immediately asked.

  “Grandfather won’t be back until late afternoon, so the good wine will have to wait.”


  Jiang Lan nodded slightly.

  He saw the youth and the girl from the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race cleaning up.

  Unlike the youth, the girl from the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race didn’t complain at all.

  She just focused on the work at hand.

  Moreover, the one who lost the spirit stones was the youth.

  However, the girl from the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race shouldn’t lack spirit stones either.

  She stayed here to work because it would be good for her, and the innkeeper would keep her safe.

  She stayed in Kunlun with her fortuitous opportunity.

  She had become the center of attention of Kunlun.

  It was easy for her to enter but difficult for her to leave.

  The youth was different. According to Imperial Lord Xi He, the youth’s lucky chance could be considered a part of his reward.

  There was no way to know how useful it was.

  “Okay.”


  Jiang Lan went to a corner and waited for the innkeeper to return.

  He closed his eyes to rest.

  He quietly waited for the time to pass while continuing to study the spiritual inn.

  Comprehending the spiritual inn would be helpful for his comprehension of the Dao.

  Although his Dao was close to perfection and only lacked the final resonance.

  But this was only the beginning.

  Before he could become a true expert.

  He wanted to walk towards the end of immortality.

  He needed to walk his own Dao.

  He wanted to give birth to his own Dao and be recognized by the Heavenly Dao.

  …


  His heart was calm and tranquil, like an ancient well without ripples.

  Jiang Lan entered an ethereal state. A moment later, he felt someone approaching him.

  When he opened his eyes, he saw three people at his table.

  One was a middle-aged man with a royal aura, while the other was a beautiful woman with a noble aura.

  There was a Void Refinement Realm general behind them.

  It’s them?

  Jiang Lan remembered.

  It was the parents of a certain Junior Brother.

  The one who was used to buying things at high prices.

  “Is there something you need?” Jiang Lan asked.

  “Sorry for disturbing you, sir. There are no seats in the surroundings. Could we sit here for a moment?” Zhou Bo asked, his tone rather humble.

  Jiang Lan was surprised and looked around.

  He discovered that it was not because the inn was filled with guests, but because the surrounding tables and chairs had disappeared.

  They should have been taken to the backyard to be fixed.

  “Please sit.” Jiang Lan nodded slightly.

  He was used to being courteous to all. This way, he would make less enemies.

  He would not make enemies for no reason.

  Thinking back, his Senior Sister did not understand this.

  Perhaps she still did not understand it now.

  “Thank you, sir. I am Zhou Bai. This is my wife and attendant.” Zhou Bai introduced himself simply.

  Mrs. Zhou also nodded slightly.

  Jiang Lan nodded.

  “Just call me Jiang Lan.”


  None of these people had a cultivation level higher than his, but that didn’t mean anything.

  After Zhou Bo and Madam Zhou sat down, Jiang Lan no longer paid attention to them.

  Instead, he decided to continue resting.

  He was waiting for the innkeeper to return.

  “Sir, have we met before?” Zhou Bo looked at Jiang Lan and asked again.

  His voice was soft and unhurried, without any hint of offense.