“En, I have.” Jiang Lan nodded.

  But three hundred years had passed.

  The cultivation levels of these two people weren’t that high, so their lifespans shouldn’t be that long.

  “At that time, mister was helping out at this inn, right?” Zhou Bo asked.

  “I indeed helped out here for a period of time.

  Only the youth is here permanently,” Jiang Lan explained simply.

  “There’s also a girl at the counter. Is she also from here?” Zhou Bai asked humbly.

  “Yes, but not exactly.” Jiang Lan didn’t explain clearly.

  Because it was impossible for him to explain the situation clearly.

  The girl from the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race had been rescued here, so theoretically, she was going to be here for a short period of time only.

  However, the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race was still at war with the Heavenly Human Race.

  Kunlun had also restricted Hong Ya’s freedom so she herself didn’t know when she could return.

  “The inn’s youngsters aren’t weak at all. I wonder if mister can explain further? I’ll treat you to a pot of good wine.” Zhou Bai did not dare to go overboard and could only try to get some useful information from the other party.

  Jiang Lan glanced at the counter.

  Their cultivation was no secret.

  Knowing or not wouldn’t affect him much.

  After a moment of silence, Jiang Lan spoke.

  “Those who are not yet immortals are not qualified to speak arrogantly in front of them.”


  It was vague, but it made sense.

  “Thank you for your information, mister.” Zhou Bo bowed his head in thanks.

  Whether it was him, his wife, or the general behind him.

  They were all surprised.

  Immortals?

  Their statuses were not low. They more or less had some understanding of immortals.

  In other words, the young boy and girl at the counter all had the strength of Human Immortals?

  This was hard to believe.

  But this was the foot of Kunlun, and this inn had been open for so many years.

  It was indeed not something they could understand.

  However, this was the first time they knew that the people at the counter were all so strong.

  They had seen the powerful beast in the backyard before.

  Of course, they were not sure what cultivation level this person before them had.

  Because this person had come here to help before.

  From the looks of it, he wasn’t an ordinary person too.

  After that, they didn’t ask anything else.

  Jiang Lan closed his eyes and waited quietly.

  A moment later, he heard Zhou Bai and the others talking softly.

  “I wonder if I can get some ideas from Shu’er this time. Otherwise, there will be countless natural disasters and man-made disasters. The ones suffering will be the ordinary people.”


  “That’s right. In recent years, there have been more floods that flooded the land and earthquakes that shook the mountains and rivers. Snow has been falling for a long time as well,” said Madam Zhou.

  “Insect disasters are everywhere, and there is no harvest. That is the most serious matter. Although there are immortals joining in, it has not completely resolved the problem.” Zhou Bai sighed slightly.

  Jiang Lan was surprised.

  Had it only been like this in recent years?

  There was no problem in Kunlun, but the Western Wasteland was vast and Kunlun was not so big to occupy the whole of it.

  The fact that Kunlun was safe did not mean that the Western Wasteland was safe.

  “Is it because the world is about to crumble?”


  Jiang Lan guessed.

  However, a few natural disasters didn’t represent anything. This could just be a cycle.

  Calamities and man-made disasters would always happen under certain circumstances.

  It did not represent the calamity of the world.

  Such a matter was debatable.

  However, the information that the heavens and earth were about to collapse was extremely likely to be true.

  As for what it would bring to the Grand Desolate World, it was not something he could understand.

  But it shouldn’t be something good.

  The experts at the other entrance to the Netherworld had once said, “Without fortuitous encounters, it’s insufficient for one to live an ignoble existence. Under the great trends, the strength of a single person is minuscule.”


  The literal meaning was that a disaster was about to descend.

  However, the words spoken by the netherworld creatures should not be fully trusted.

  This matter was beyond his capabilities.

  He could only be vigilant in his heart and not delve into the truth or the answer behind it.

  No matter what, he had to stay alert.

  This was the most suitable approach.

  However, he could not be troubled by it.

  …


  In the afternoon.

  Jiang Lan opened his eyes.

  He had just been dragged into the spiritual inn once again.

  The innkeeper had returned.

  His mental state shouldn’t be weak, but in the end, he still didn’t have any ability to resist.

  He did not know if he would be able to resist after becoming a Celestial Immortal.

  When Jiang Lan arrived at the counter, he was just about to give the spirit stones when he was rejected by the innkeeper.

  “Someone has just paid for you.”


  As he spoke, the inn owner placed the pot of good wine on the counter and pushed it towards Jiang Lan.

  Someone had paid for him?

  Jiang Lan thought of Zhou Bai and the others.

  At this moment, they were already nowhere to be seen. However, they did say that they would treat him to a pot of good wine.

  He did not refuse it.

  He put away the good wine.

  “Thank you for your trouble, Senior,” Jiang Lan said softly.

  “Are you about to become an immortal?” The inn owner looked at Jiang Lan and asked.

  “I’m still a bit off.” Jiang Lan shook his head. He was still at the late-stage Void Refinement Realm.

  He had yet to reach the stage of perfection.

  “Do you want to take a stroll around the backyard?” The innkeeper asked.

  The backyard was a place where there was a chance for him to advance.

  This opportunity was indeed very helpful to him.

  Advancing to a Celestial Immortal was not easy. Being able to try it once beforehand was a very rare chance itself.

  But…


  Nothing in the inn could be free.

  His master was not the innkeeper.

  Therefore, he could not afford to pay the price.

  In the end, he still needed his master to pay for it.

  The price was too high.

  Furthermore, he did not need all these if he wanted to achieve immortality on the surface. His master’s thousand-year providence was enough for him to achieve immortality.

  “Many thanks, Senior, but there is no need for that.” Jiang Lan refused.

  Then, he left.

  The innkeeper watched Jiang Lan leave with a smile.

  “Mo Zhengdong, your luck is pretty good. Your disciple is becoming more and more impressive but his heart has never changed. His sharpness is reserved and he is always able to unleash it when needed.”


  “Grandpa, Big Brother has left?” The young man walked in from the backyard with peanuts in his hand. Unfortunately, he didn’t make it in time.

  “Any results recently?” The inn owner asked.

  He was asking about Jiang Lan’s mental state.

  “Of course,” the youth said excitedly.

  “Today, I feel like I’ve shaken the inn’s door. Big Brother’s mind will be broken by me sooner or later. We have agreed that after I successfully pulled Big Brother’s into the inn, I can do anything I want.”


  The innkeeper nodded in agreement.

  If that day really came, it would be possible.

  Unfortunately…


  The youth had chosen someone who never stopped moving forward.

  …


  …


  Ba Country.

  It was still dark.

  “Mother, are you ready? We’re leaving!” Qing My shouted into the house.

  “Coming.” The woman came out of the house.

  They were going to the large city plaza to pay their respects.

  They were going to pray for rain.

  But Ba Nation was vast and boundless.

  Could it really rain?

  The woman came to Qing Mu’s side and looked around.

  “Where’s your father?”


  “He’s in front. We’re just waiting for you.” Qing Mu looked excited.

  Because the statues in the city were also made by him.

  At this moment, he still had the divine plaque of the Unparalleled Fist God hanging around his neck.

  “Mother, I get up every day to practice my fistwork and work hard to become stronger every day.

  If there comes a day when the Fist God dies, I will replace him and become the next Fist God.

  I want to make myself sufficiently outstanding. I want to make contributions and kill powerful enemies.” Qing Mu had a heroic look on his face as though he would become the Fist God in the future.

  He imagined himself standing at the peak of the boundless sky.

  “Bring some good stuff and go find your father,” the woman said.

  “Okay, Mother.” Qing Mu immediately carried the item in the woman’s hand.

  Then, he led the way.

  At this moment, the woman glanced at the wooden statue in the courtyard.

  It was the Fist God.

  After a moment of silence, he turned around and followed Qing Mu.