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  “It seems quite easy, but it also seems completely impossible,” Ao Longyu said.

  “Yes, but sometimes, a threshold can last forever.” Chen Xi poured herself some tea and drank it.

  “Actually, there’s a way. Mo Zhengdong is a person who keeps his promises. If we can get him to make a promise, this matter will be settled.

  But this is even harder.

  So you guys should think of another way.”


  “Then has Martial Aunt Chen Xi divined anything for Martial Aunt Miao Yue?” Jiang Lan asked.

  Whoosh!

  Tea flowed into the teacup from above. Chen Xi smiled and said.

  “I’ve indeed done so. There’s finally a turnaround, but I don’t know if it’s good or bad.”


  After saying this, Chen Xi looked at Jiang Lan with deep meaning in her eyes.

  “Do you think this turnaround is because of you?”


  Jiang Lan shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn’t know.

  Perhaps, or perhaps not.

  He had no way of knowing this.

  However, he would work hard. His master was already at the age where he could retire. When he took over the Ninth Summit, his lonely master would not know what to do.

  Having a Dao companion by his side was an extremely important matter.

  His master did not seem to recognize this either.

  Perhaps they felt that they were still young, but they had already reached the end of the Great Dao. Wasn’t it already their later years?

  Jiang Lan hadn’t reached the end yet. He could still take another step forward.

  But he was still lacking.

  After that, Jiang Lan and Ao Longyu left the Sixth Summit. The teacup was also taken away by them and needed to be returned.

  This trip was not a loss. He learned a lot of things.

  Regardless of whether it was Martial Aunt Chen Xi or Martial Aunt Miao Yue, he had learned a lot.

  On the way, Ao Longyu asked Jiang Lan, “Junior Brother, why isn’t Martial Aunt Chen Xi considered your master’s marriage?”

  She felt that there was a deeper meaning, but she didn’t think too much about it, wishing for Jiang Lan who already knew the answer to tell her.

  “Because Master doesn’t need divination for who will be his wife.” Jiang Lan pulled his Senior Sister along the way and said.

  “When Martial Aunt Chen Xi was telling her story, she mentioned being targeted by Martial Aunt Miao Yue twice. Both times, it was related to Master.

  Although she does not want Master to marry a wife, she had never refused if Martial Aunt Miao Yue was the one who marries my master.

  Martial Aunt Chen Xi has a very good relationship with her master and she has approved of Martial Aunt Miao Yue.

  She is not considered Master’s marriage partner because it is best if this person was Martial Aunt Miao Yue. As long as no one else appears, Martial Aunt Miao Yue is the most suitable person.

  That’s the reason.”


  “So you’re only divining whether Martial Aunt Miao Yue will succeed and not divining who your master will marry? Because it has been confirmed?” Ao Longyu asked.

  “En, but it seems to be very difficult.” Jiang Lan felt rather helpless.

  There was no hurry.

  There were some things that he could only try his best to do. He needed to think of a way to let his master understand that his disciple had already grown and would replace his position at any time.

  He could prepare to retire.

  After retirement, he might be lonely. He would be much happier with someone by his side.

  Or when he became a sage, he could forcefully create some things and solve the problem of his master being alone.

  “Junior Brother, do you think if Martial Aunt Chen Xi is still a male, is it possible for her to be with my master?” Ao Longyu suddenly asked.

  Jiang Lan: “…”


  His Senior Sister really knew how to think, but it shouldn’t be possible.

  It might drag on until they were old.

  None of the summit leaders cared about this except for Martial Aunt Miao Yue.

  In the past, Jiang Lan might not have cared, but now that he was married, his thoughts had changed slightly.

  This way, he would be walking on two completely different paths from his master and the rest.

  “Should I go back and ask Master?” asked Ao Longyu.

  Jiang Lan looked at Ao Longyu in astonishment.

  Was this dragon led astray by the Eighth Prince?

  She actually had such ridiculous thoughts. She really needed to be educated.

  “Senior sister, think twice before acting.” Jiang Lan reminded.

  …


  After sending the teacup back, Jiang Lan and the others returned to the Ninth Summit.

  He began his normal life.

  So far, there was nothing urgent that they needed to do.

  So he just stayed quietly.

  He wanted to lead a good life and not worry about things that were far away. It was fine as long as he did not slack off or slack off.

  He had to consolidate his cultivation and try to understand more, but he couldn’t force it.

  These days, Jiang Lan often brought his Senior Sister to busy herself with gardening, modifying the array formations, and cleaning up the weeds.

  Occasionally, he would stroll around the town.

  However, there had been more people in the town recently.

  The area of the town had also increased. As the times changed, the number of people increased.

  Life was much better now.

  The town had also gathered a lot of things. There were basically no natural disasters or man-made disasters.

  Jiang Lan had never heard of any natural disasters or man-made disasters in other places. Even on Zhou Shu’s side, he had never heard of them.

  It was probably because the various factions of the Grand Desolate World had stopped fighting that gave the Grand Desolate World time to recuperate.

  This way, the living beings of the Grand Desolate World could live in peace.

  But all of this was temporary. Of course, it was only temporary for cultivators.

  For most people, their lives were peaceful.

  Ordinary people lived for a hundred years, while the Grand Desolate World’s ceasefire lasted for a few hundred years. If there were any great changes, it would be another few hundred years.

  This was already several lifetimes for mortals.

  Spring passed and autumn came. The flowers bloomed silently. A new spring drizzle was removing the weeds from the flowers.

  Xiao Yu had stayed on the Ninth Summit for ten years.

  However, she went to the Jade Pool for some time during this period to reduce the influence brought by the Netherworld Cave.

  Jiang Lan was modifying the spiritual courtyard so that Xiao Yu could play when she was free.

  Occasionally, she would drag him along.

  He would not refuse.

  In the past ten years, he had seen flowers bloom, sunset, plants wither, and leaves wither.

  The four seasons changed on the ground. Above the clouds, the sun and moon alternated. He understood everything clearly.

  He also had some gains, but it was far from enough to see the path to becoming a sage.

  Perhaps he had to see the difference between life and death, see through the seven emotions and six desires, and understand the thoughts of all living beings.

  Perhaps he would gain more.

  He would find a time to live in the town for a while and bring his Senior Sister along.

  After a few more years, he would see this world again.

  Then, he looked at the changes in the four seasons.

  There was no hurry.

  Now that he had entered the sect for 830 years, he had already begun to seek the path to becoming a sage. He was walking in front of most people, so he could not be anxious.

  Step by step, he would become stronger bit by bit and consolidate his own path. Only then could he walk further.

  However, just as he was strengthening the array formations, he suddenly heard a rumbling sound in the endless sky.

  Boom!

  It was as if something was happening.

  It was as if the barrier above had become weaker.

  “Looks like someone has made some progress. In a few years, their progress will become faster and faster.

  The Ancient Imperial Palace would also descend.

  It’s about time for something to appear behind the darkness.”


  Jiang Lan thought to himself. He knew that everything would come.

  There was no way to stop it. He could only face it.

  He had received many gifts and taken on many responsibilities.

  He could not avoid this.

  Perhaps no one in the Grand Desolate World could avoid this matter.

  After that, Jiang Lan continued his peaceful life. These years should have been the most peaceful period.

  He did not need to go to the Netherworld Cave to cultivate. Occasionally, he would water the vegetative egg and accompany his Senior Sister to watch the sunrise to take care of the Ninth Summit.

  It was very easy.

  He needed to let this life continue.

  So…


  He wanted to become a sage.