It was morning.

  At the old wine inn.

  Jiang Lan was already standing at the door.

  When he entered, he saw the Eighth Prince.

  He was drinking tea.

  Every time he went out, Jiang Lan had the habit of buying a pot of good wine.

  It was for his master.

  Although his master did not drink much, he also did not buy often.

  It had been almost five hundred years and he had only bought the inn’s good wine around a dozen times.

  He had never calculated the exact amount.

  But…


  He was indeed not a competent disciple.

  After all, he rarely went out.

  This was also something that his master had always been concerned about. He had been holed up on the mountain alone for almost five hundred years.

  This…


  This was too much.

  “Big brother, do you want good wine?

  “Grandfather hasn’t gone out yet. I can let him prepare the wine first.” The youth at the counter looked at Jiang Lan and immediately spoke.

  Jiang Lan shook his head.

  “I’m here to place an order for tomorrow.”


  He was going out today and the journey to Qingcheng Town was very long. In theory, one day was not enough. After all, he could not use the power of a Heaven Immortal.

  The journey to and fro would take at least two to three days.

  However, he could still reserve and order the wine first. The taste wouldn’t be affected even if it was left here for a few days.

  “Tomorrow? I’ll write it down for you,” the youth said immediately.

  This was the first time he saw Jiang Lan making a reservation.

  He was a little surprised.

  Hong Ya didn’t say anything and started writing.

  She was recording.

  “Brother-in-law, are you busy this afternoon?” The Eighth Prince walked over.

  The youth was also curious.

  “We can get the Eighth Prince to send it in. Recently, in order to earn money, he has started to deliver good wine.”


  Jiang Lan looked at the Eighth Prince in surprise.

  What a smart and hardworking dragon.

  The Eighth Prince chuckled and changed the topic.

  “What is Brother-in-law planning to do this afternoon?”


  “I am going to go to Qingcheng Town and buy some things,” Jiang Lan said.

  No one knew that he wanted to buy something for Xiao Yu.

  Even if they knew, there was nothing much.

  He did not need to be secretive or care about how others looked at him.

  As long as his Senior Sister wanted something, he could buy it.

  “I will go too. I need to buy some condiments. I’ve used up all the condiments I bought last time,” Eighth Prince said.

  “I can’t go out today. Otherwise, I can follow you.” The youth felt that it was a pity.

  …


  After bidding farewell to the youth, Jiang Lan and the Eighth Prince headed towards Qingcheng Town.

  “Recently, the Grand Desolate World hasn’t been peaceful at all. I heard from the youth that the girl from the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race will be returning to Wutong Mountain in a few years.

  He has been worried that the girl wouldn’t come again after returning. So he has decided to follow her there.”


  The Eighth Prince, who was riding his sword in the air, was talking about the youth.

  Jiang Lan was a little concerned.

  The girl from the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race already has a fortuitous opportunity on her and she could absorb the special aura in Kunlun.

  This was like the heavenly human from back then.

  If she wanted to go back, there was a possibility that the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race had made some progress.

  As for the details, he would have to wait to know more.

  He wanted to see who would obtain the reward first. Would it be the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race or the Heavenly Human Race?

  It had been three to four hundred years. It was impressive that they could fight until now.

  Boom!

  All of a sudden, there was a rumbling sound ahead.

  “There seems to be the aura of someone from the Qilin race. Brother-in-law, I’ll go take a look.”


  With that said, the Eighth Prince went over to check.

  Even though he didn’t really like the Qilin Race.

  But the girl from the Qilin Race was still his savior.

  The Eighth Prince felt that it was better to observe the situation.

  Jiang Lan took a look and then followed.

  Under normal circumstances, he would take a detour to deal with the problem of the Human Immortal level.

  Only people he knew would need to check the situation.

  However, this Earth qilin race seemed to have some friendship with the young man and the Eighth Prince.

  In a few breaths, Jiang Lan saw the Eighth Prince standing in front of a corpse.

  After making sure there were no enemies around, Jiang Lan walked over.

  Lying on the ground.

  It was Yan Xiyun from the Qilin Race.

  Her eyes were closed, and there was no pain on her face.

  “She has died peacefully this time,” the Eighth Prince said emotionally.

  Jiang Lan lowered his eyebrows as he watched this girl from the Qilin Race descend into the earth.

  “Brother.” Suddenly, a voice sounded beside the Eighth Prince.

  It was the girl from the Qilin race that had just died.

  It was quite impressive.

  Jiang Lan was quite surprised. If he was facing someone from the Qilin Race, it would be best if he confirmed whether or not he really killed them when he engaged in a fight with them.

  He became more vigilant.

  This was to prevent himself from underestimating the Qilin Race.

  Dong!

  The Eight Prince brandished his halberd.

  …


  “I just met the Magus Immortals. They were furious when they saw me. They decided to kill me when they saw me.

  Just like the people of the Heavenly Human Race, they attacked without a word,” Yan Xiyun said as she followed behind the Eighth Prince.

  Jiang Lan walked in front.

  They were going to Qingcheng Town.

  That place was far from Kunlun, so the girl from the Qilin Race wanted to tag along.

  That way, she could leave Kunlun.

  Jiang Lan didn’t say anything. Such a road idiot was indeed abnormal.

  He didn’t know if it was all an act, so she could stay near Kunlun.

  Hence, he must not let his guard down.

  He couldn’t let himself think that the girl from the Qilin Race wasn’t dangerous just because she was often beaten up by the youth and the Eight Prince.

  “The heavenly human you spoke of is most likely already dead,” said the Eighth Prince.

  Jiang Lan was rather surprised. Another heavenly human had died again?

  “How did he die?” Jiang Lan asked.

  He didn’t pay much attention to the other factions.

  However, the Heavenly Human Race was different. The Heavenly Human Race had always remembered him, and he had never forgotten about the other party either.

  That was why he paid more attention to the Heavenly Human Race’s movements than anything else.

  “It was five years ago, when brother-in-law’s master suddenly struck—”


  The Eighth Prince explained what had happened back then.

  Only then did Jiang Lan understand.

  It turned out that other than the commotion at the entrance to the Netherworld, the demons, devils and heavenly humans had all taken action at the same time.

  And they were all targeting the entrance to the Netherworld.

  Unfortunately, they were all killed by his master.

  “I encountered many of them and the first one I encountered was one from the Heavenly Human Race. Later on, I encountered people from the Devil Race and following that, the Giant Spirit Race.

  Oh, there was once when I encountered people from the Dragon Race and the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race as well. The person I encountered isn’t Big Brother’s girl.

  Later on, I encountered the Magus Immortals of Mount Numinous and the demons from the Demon Race. I have also encountered a ghost cultivator from Ba Country before, and it was especially terrifying.

  However, I have never encountered anyone from my race yet,” said Yan Xiyun.

  Jiang Lan: “…”


  This girl was somewhat extraordinary. She had encountered all of the people from the major powers.

  No wonder she was killed.

  No matter where she went, she would affect other people’s plans. She kept finding out about affairs she shouldn’t have known about.

  To be able to survive until now, her life-preservation means were extremely powerful.

  Pseudo death?

  Jiang Lan thought for a moment. If he had the time, he should read up on such matters.

  If he was truly no match for the other party, he could make use of the other party’s arrogance.

  He could fake death to escape danger.

  However, there were always people lingering in Kunlun. They should all be here because of the Deity Position.

  He wondered if anyone had come for the Fist God.

  After a long time.

  With the Eighth Prince’s Dharmic powers, they arrived at Qingcheng Town before nightfall.

  The girl from the Qilin Race naturally didn’t travel with them.

  She headed east.

  As for whether she could leave Kunlun in the end, that was unknown.

  After that, Jiang Lan and the Eighth Prince separated. The Eighth Prince had to go to many places to buy things.

  Jiang Lan walked along the streets, searching for candied fruits.

  He had only taken a few steps when he suddenly felt that someone was calling upon his Deity Position title.

  It was the Ghost Qi of Ba Country.