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  “Junior Brother, who do you think Ao Man will marry in the future?”


  On the way to the old inn, Ao Longyu asked.

  She suddenly remembered that Ao Man was not young anymore. He was more than seven hundred years old.

  Jiang Lan thought for a moment and realized that normal dragons actually got married very late, or even not marry at all.

  Other than the special case of his Senior Sister, who married as soon as she became an adult.

  “It should be a dragon too,” Jiang Lan replied.

  The Eighth Prince had a very high status, so his marriage should not be up to him.

  This was the same for him and his Senior Sister.

  “What’s so good about marrying a dragon?” Ao Longyu felt that it was a pity.

  Jiang Lan glanced at Ao Longyu. He had married a dragon.

  Was his Senior Sister belittling herself?

  “Who has Senior Sister taken a fancy to?” Jiang Lan asked.

  His Senior Sister suddenly asked this because she naturally had some thoughts on this matter. Otherwise, why would she ask?

  “Yan Xiyun of the Qilin Race, what do you think?” Ao Longyu asked excitedly.

  “Nothing.” Jiang Lan shook his head.

  It was not that they were used to being together.

  Furthermore, the Eighth Prince and Yan Xiyun’s status were not low.

  The two of them were important people of their respective races. If the two of them were to get married, it was equivalent to losing important people on both sides.

  Even their bloodline.

  If the two of them wanted to have offspring, they had to transform into a human and seek offspring in the same form.

  But…


  In the end, regardless of whether it was a dragon or an earth qilin, the bloodline of their children would not be pure.

  For the two races, this was absolutely intolerable.

  This was why he thought nothing of this.

  His Senior Sister no longer had anything to do with the Dragon Race. Or perhaps the Dragon Race had never counted on Senior Sister’s bloodline.

  That was why she could marry him. Otherwise, it definitely wouldn’t be that simple.

  Of course, even if his Senior Sister was exceptional, she had to marry him in the end.

  Because the benefits of marriage were greater.

  To those large factions and races, perhaps only benefits were eternal.

  “Senior sister’s thoughts are too human,” Jiang Lan said again.

  If the Eighth Prince and Yan Xiyun were both humans, then they were indeed suitable.

  Their statuses were similar and their families were compatible.

  Unfortunately, the Grand Desolate World did not only have humans. There were many other races.

  “Probably because I have been following Junior Brother for a long time,” said Ao Longyu.

  Jiang Lan was a human. Since she followed Jiang Lan, there would naturally be changes in her mindset.

  Of course, she didn’t imitate Jiang Lan like the old man. Instead, she maintained her own personality.

  “Junior Brother, didn’t you want to move to Qingcheng Town when you have time? When are you going?” Ao Longyu asked.

  “Let’s wait a bit longer. It shouldn’t take too many years,” Jiang Lan replied.

  He wanted to go after changing his name. Perhaps he would gain more at that time. This way, he could understand ordinary life faster.

  Only by experiencing the mortal world could one become a sage.

  When they arrived at the inn, they found a table to sit at.

  He did not come out for anything and just strolled around.

  He would also buy some wine.

  Of course, by coming to the inn, the youth could try to pull him into the spiritual inn.

  Later on, he learned that as long as the youth pulled him to the spiritual inn, he could do whatever he wanted.

  The innkeeper was really demanding of the youth.

  Moreover, the youth actually agreed.

  “Where did they go?” Ao Longyu looked around and realized that Hong Ya was the only one busy at the counter.

  Ao Man and the youth were nowhere to be seen.

  Of course, there were no customers either.

  “Perhaps they have gone to practice their saber technique. They’ve been learning again recently,” Jiang Lan said.

  He had taught them the third saber move. Now that the Eighth Prince knew that these were the three strikes of the Dragon Saber Art, he was even more diligent.

  The third strike was the strongest.

  The youth also knew that this was the Dragon Saber Art, but he felt that he could comprehend something else, so he was also very diligent.

  Of course, it was also because he did not want to be inferior to the Eighth Prince.

  For some reason, these two people always competed with each other.

  “Just peanuts and beef jerky.” Hong Ya placed the things on Jiang Lan’s table.

  They were waiting for the innkeeper to return for good wine.

  “It’s fine. These are enough. I’ll eat them,” said Ao Longyu with a smile.

  Usually, it was her Junior Brother who ate.

  “Junior Brother, I have discovered something.” Ao Longyu looked at Jiang Lan.

  “Junior Brother is somewhat otherworldly.”


  Jiang Lan, who was about to pick up a piece of beef for his Senior Sister, was stunned.

  Pa da!

  The chopsticks fell on the table.

  Her words woke him up.

  Jiang Lan realized that he hadn’t eaten for a long time. He had been trying to comprehend something from heaven and earth.

  He wanted to observe the changes in everything and gain insights.

  However, he had never realized that he had been an outsider from the start. He was never in the world but had been separated from it.

  It seemed like he had been comprehending this world the entire time, but he was actually not standing on the ground and being part of the mortal world.

  Therefore, if he wanted to become a sage, he needed to recognize a reality, which was that he was just a person as well.

  He was a member of the vast Grand Desolate World.

  At this moment, he, who had become a Dao Immortal, felt his predicament again. It was as if the world had become a lock, locking down his future.

  He needed to experience this lock, find his way out of it, and walk out.

  In that instant, Jiang Lan felt as if he had taken a step forward. It wasn’t a change in strength, but a change in his mindset.

  Then, he closed his eyes and began to feel this change to familiarize himself with it.

  “Junior Brother?” Ao Longyu looked at Jiang Lan in shock.

  Unbelievable.

  In the end, she reached out and tore a piece of beef jerky.

  With just a sentence, his Junior Brother had suddenly gained an epiphany. He did not even tell her first.

  “You’ve already become an important figure, yet you’re still acting like this.” Ao Longyu pouted.

  However, she immediately set up an array formation around him to prevent anyone from disturbing him.

  On the counter, Hong Ya was a little stunned. Had he gained another epiphany?

  He had a feeling that this person from the Ninth Summit was abnormal. He kept gaining enlightenment and entering epiphanies.

  Were all humans like this?

  She didn’t think so. The youth hadn’t had an epiphany even after so many years.

  It seemed like this person from the Ninth Summit was special.

  In the afternoon.

  The innkeeper returned.

  Before entering the inn, he frowned. After entering, his expression changed.

  It was him again.

  “Incredible. How did Mo Zhengdong get this disciple?”


  The innkeeper had never underestimated Jiang Lan, but after experiencing a few epiphanies, he felt that he had still underestimated Jiang Lan.

  Therefore, he asked Hong Ya curiously.

  “How did he gain an epiphany this time?”


  “It seems like the Goddess said the words ‘Junior Brother is otherworldly,'” Hong Ya said.

  Although it felt a little ridiculous, it was true.

  The innkeeper: “…”


  This was too casual. However, this also meant that the other party’s comprehension of the Dao had already reached a terrifying level.

  He was suddenly curious. What level was Jiang Lan on?

  He did not investigate further and only informed Mo Zhengdong.

  Mo Zhengdong, who had rushed over, was also quite shocked. He knew what realm Jiang Lan was at the most. How could he still have an epiphany?

  Soon, he was overjoyed.

  Was he still going to go further down the road?

  Jiu Zhongtian also came to the inn. He looked at the innkeeper and said.

  “Bring some good wine.”


  He then sat down on the chair beside Mo Zhengdong.

  It was probably because the two of them wanted to drink.

  After hearing Martial Aunt Chen Xi’s story, Ao Longyu knew that these two people drank often.