n, you're just too low-key. Otherwise, during the Five Years Gathering of Three Cities Discourse, besides Senior Brother Zhang Linchuan, it should have been you!"You didn't even get on the field, what...The renowned Duke Jiang, with a hood covering his head and coarse clothes on his body, was strolling down the bustling streets of Cheng Guo without a care in the world.

Like all travelers without a destination, his clothes were worn, yet he was not diminished in freedom.

You can eat and drink, chat idly, walk around, or just stop.

Of course, he wouldn't really be so leisurely.

At this moment, the right hand he was hiding in his sleeve was clutching a small vial containing blood preserved remarkably well. The Sanmeier True Fire flickered weakly within it.

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This bottle contains the blood of Zheng Fei Li Shou, and what he is doing is using the San Mei True Fire to refine the balancing blood as the main ingredient for the immortal palace warriors.

Given his current mastery over the Samadhi True Fire, it wouldn't be difficult to achieve. The main cost was time.

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People are hurrying on the street.

Jiang Wang had a feeling of "time stands still in the mountains, while a thousand years have passed in the world."

Cheng Guo was located to the southeast of Zhuang Guo and was one of many small countries in the west.

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Even relative to the Chu state before its rise, it was weak.

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During his time in Chiyun Mountain, Jiang Wang won an estate from Dou Mian's hands. That estate was the Xiaozong Lingkong Hall located in Chengguo.

This sect was once a branch of Yun Ding Xian Gong, much like Qingyun Pavilion. It once developed in Zhuangdi and guarded Chiyun Mountain. However, it was crippled and driven out by the founder of Zhuang, barely finding shelter in Cheng Guo. Now, it's a weak little sect, only surviving due to its tenuous connection to Yun Ding Xian Gong, preventing it from being completely eradicated.

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Of course, now Yun Ding Xian Gong has a master. It is said that the cause and effect have been severed.

The Azure Cloud Pavilion was destroyed overnight, the Wandering Cloud Elder vanished into oblivion, and the White Cloud Boy was reborn. The Littlest Spirit Void Hall, with the least justification for its continued existence, remained standing instead.

To be honest, when Jiang Wang took away this celestial palace architecture back then, he just arranged it casually. He discarded any resources he didn't like, wasting nothing, and arranged things according to his mood. He didn't expect much at all.

Afterward, it was almost forgotten.

This time leaving Chu, preparing to go to Busong City to meet Zhu Wei, I suddenly remembered that he still had a "business" in Cheng Guo.

What's most unexpected of all is ——

...Lingkong Hall is now the number one sect in the country's power rankings...

Although the Cheng Guo imperial court suppressed sects with great might, although the Cheng Guo army was weak and declining, even looking at the entire Cheng Guo, there wasn't a single powerful sect to be found.

But this is undoubtedly a remarkable achievement!

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At first, when Jiang took the fairy palace's architecture, he conveniently promoted two "trusted aides" to help him manage the Lingkong Hall.

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One is "Zhidian", Wei Bofang who is not at all upright.

One is "favorite official", Zhuge Jun who is not handsome at all.

It has to be said, they really are a perfect match!

Back then, the two of them, one was merely a cultivator within the inner court who had been promoted to chief elder because of his “honesty and integrity.” The other, with cultivation only at the Tenglong stage, relied solely on flattering Old Master Dugu to secure a position among the elders.

At that time, the Lingkong Hall was mostly deserted. The masters had perished, and their greatest pillar of support, Dou Mian, had left. The newly appointed Lord of Dugu Hall also vanished without a trace. However, before leaving, he opened the already frigid secret treasury of the sect, allowing Wei Bofang and Zhuge Jun to have their way.

Ginger had already made preparations for the two old guys to pack up and run away.

Unexpectedly, years later, I happened to pass by here and take a look. It's now the No. 1 country in the world!

It's really impressive, it can fly to any kind of forest.

Lord Jiang disguised himself and wandered around for a while, getting a general understanding of the growth trajectories of his two "trusted aides" over the past few years.

It's nothing but a bluff with financial pressure, all sorts of attempts to win people over and buy them off, various forms of incorporation and integration.

It is said that Dugu, who was powerful, drove out Chu's Doumian.

The enigmatic Lone Walker, in the realm of national sects, has been rumored to be a true disciple of a powerful sect and is highly likely to have originated from Mount Sumeru!

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Monks are not suitable for developing power in foreign countries, so they have always kept their identities hidden and refused to show themselves.

Moreover, the esteemed Master Duolun could also be connected to Lingxiao Pavilion. When he left, he explicitly stated that if there were any matters that truly couldn't be resolved, one should seek out Ye Qingyu from Lingxiao Pavilion! After all, she is the young mistress of Lingxiao Pavilion.

Wei Bofang and Zhuge Jun used the treasures from their sect's secret vault to lavishly bribe officials, forming connections and suppressing rivals... Their path became increasingly smooth. Slowly but surely, they became the king of Aishan Mountain.

Today's Lingkong Temple boasts a plethora of talented individuals across its nine halls. Furthermore, there are four venerated guardians, all masters of the Inner Mansion realm.

The Chief Elder Wei Bofang and the Second Elder Zhuge Jun, in the Chengguo sect world, could also be considered figures who shook the heavens and earth.

He is truly a leader, a fierce tiger in his domain.

So, it's quite reasonable for an older man to find companionship with a young woman by his side during lonely nights and share some life experiences.

Three shifts of guards were arranged in the courtyard, which was also the proper arrangement.

Of course, when he saw an unknown person standing by his bed in the middle of the night, he couldn't help but be terrified and angry.

Even stripping naked his old body, he leaped up: “Who are you!”

His shriveled and ugly old body struck a fighting pose in the air. And under the thrown-back blanket, a good sleep was disturbed, a sexy young body screamed—

Wei Bofang, on the other hand, became calm.

He could perfectly well understand the difficulty of standing silently by his bedside, and why the noise he made was unable to escape the room.

On the same night, on the same bed.

Plump sensuality and the withered decrepitude of old age.

The screaming woman and the calm old man.

Such a vivid contrast brings about a strong sense of dissonance.

Jiang Wang waved his hand, already pressing down the blanket from afar, covering the woman who was flustered.

Turning around and walking forward, leaving the luxurious bed behind, he sat alone at the tea table and said in a soft voice, "Get dressed."

Throughout history, only one in ten thousand practitioners have achieved enlightenment and become divine beings.

That road was so difficult, so rugged.

The gulf between heaven and earth is, for the vast majority of people, an insurmountable chasm.

Why are there still so many practitioners who go all out and strive to reach the divine

Perhaps this aging body before me is the reason.

When the True Body does not appear, all Dharma are empty.

Once a youthful body, it will inevitably grow old. The exuberant vitality like withering flowers, the power that once moved mountains and seas, little by little eroded and dissipated in the years. Even extraordinary beings will gradually lose everything extraordinary...

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This is one that watches its own process of decay.

This process is too cruel.

Wei Bo-fang can still maintain a certain combat power, but judging from his physical condition, at most three years later, he will lose the power of the inner mansion level.

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He began to indulge himself, perhaps for this reason as well.

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The cloaked figure, sitting with their back to the bed, exuded an aura of mystery. They sat calmly and aloof, possessing a powerful air of control over everything.

Wei Bo-fang dressed neatly, not even glancing at the woman who had fallen silent. He showed no thought of taking advantage of the situation to attack. Instead, he quietly walked to the other side of the tea table and sat down with an air of grace.

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Even proactively flipped the teacup, pouring a cup of tea for both himself and the abrupt visitor in front of him.

“My lord, you came unannounced in the dead of night. I've had no time to prepare, so please accept this cold tea as an apology.”

Sufficient experience allowed Wei Befang to adjust his emotions quickly.

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He did not express anger, nor did he show any resentment.

He was just looking at Jiang Wang very sincerely, even though it seemed like Jiang Wang wasn't paying attention to him.

He continued, "Are you followers of the Wu Sheng Sect Lord Li just presided over our peace talks seven days ago. You develop your power in Chengguo and show no respect to the court. This is truly inappropriate..."

"I'm not from the Wu Sheng Sect," Jiang Wang said softly.

Wei Bofang let out a breath and then said, "No matter where the Wusheng Sect came from or how many Dao Yuan Stones they paid, I am willing to pay double the price. Even if the treasury of my palace is not enough, I will sell magic artifacts to satisfy you! Can we talk about this"

"You've disappointed me, Wei Bofang," Jiang Wang turned her head to look at Wei Bofang, took off her cloak, and placed it on the table. She smiled and said, "My loyal chief elder, you couldn't even hear my voice"

What appeared before Wei Bofang's eyes was a face he hadn't seen in a long time.

He sprang off the stool with an agility unbecoming of his age, falling to his knees before Jiang Wang. Tears streamed down his face instantly: "Lord Master! Your subordinate has thought and longed for you day and night, always hoping for your return!"

He wiped his eyes, his voice choked with emotion: "You wouldn't believe it, during your absence, the brothers in the palace... they had it rough!"

That one "Wow" trailed off, a sigh in three parts, the aftertaste lingering, so moving.

To be honest.

He and Zhuge Jun originally just wanted to put on a show of support for a while, then rake in a fortune and split up. Unexpectedly, after developing the sect casually, it actually grew...

It's better to switch to a long-term plan and turn robbery into tribute. After all, it's more profitable to exploit them every day than to raid once.

As for that so-called Lone Swordsman...

It's been so long, not even a letter. Does he still remember!

I never expected that the young master from the renowned, single-surname family of Dugu would even remember our small, insignificant sect in this remote country. It's absurd, like a prodigy destined for greatness in the capital city remembering a few eggs saved by villagers next door.

How much does this cost

But you never know, you forget and forget.

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At this moment, his tears came readily and without hesitation.

“My subordinate has always kept your instructions in mind, working day and night, sacrificing everything, until the Lingkong Hall developed into the number one sect in the country! Although the process was extremely difficult, every time I felt like giving up, just thinking about the appearance and smile of the Lord, I was greatly encouraged and regained my strength! Now that we have achieved such results, it is finally considered not to have disappointed your expectations.”

“Master of the Hall, my Master!” He cried with a grief that was both genuine and heartbreaking: “You have returned, and this old man can finally rest in peace!”

Jiang Wang: …

Wei Bo Fang's so-called "burning the midnight oil" and "forgetting life and death," he really only saw one "burning the midnight oil."

But right now, he only said: "Elder Wei's hard work, this seat understands very well. So, you first have someone call Zhuge Jun over, and we will say whatever we have together, so as to save effort."

He was just passing through China this time and didn't plan to waste too much time.

Wei Bofang immediately wiped away his tears: “Good, I will personally invite Elder Zhuge!”

Jiang Wang glanced at him faintly: "It's probably not appropriate for me to be alone with Madam."

"My lord, to have you care for your subordinates so much, even if I were to die right now, there would be nothing left to regret," Wei BoFang said, his eyes welling up with tears again. "Then I shall have someone summon Elder Zhuge."

The thought of extinguishing it casually,

ended up being extinguished instead.

He hurried to the door, pulled it open, and found the guards in the courtyard still diligently on duty. Nothing unusual had happened; they were oblivious to the commotion inside. Only when he opened the door did they come over and salute him.

Wei Bofang's heart was even more filled with trepidation, but he didn't say anything else. He only softly instructed: "Go and invite Elder Zhuge Jun to my room. Tell him that I have important matters to discuss with him."

The guard hurriedly left.

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Wei Bofang closed the door, turned around, and looked at Jiang Wang eagerly: "Lord Hall Master, you've come back just in time. Let me offer you a cup of celebratory wine. My relationship with this…Xiao Hong, has blossomed. We are planning to get married soon. You should be our witness!"

Even though Jiang Wang had seen and heard a lot, he was still momentarily speechless.

He had only intended to save this woman's life as a casual act. Unexpectedly, this Wei surname person actually climbed up the ladder with a "marriage" stunt!

That's so impressive!

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The woman in bed, wrapped in the covers, whispered softly, “I’m Xia Zi...”

“Yes, I sometimes call her Little Zi.” Wei Bo’s face remained unchanged: “The joys of a boudoir, Lord Palace Master must be amused.”

It's amazing how calmly he can say these things.

Jiang Wang thought for a moment, then took out a Yuan Stone and placed it before Wei Bo. “I came in haste, so I offer this as a congratulatory gift to Elder Wei on his new marriage. Please don’t mind the simplicity.”

As an elderly cultivator who, in a life-or-death situation, could only afford to hire assassins using Taoyuan stones as currency, Wei Bo Fang held this stone aloft. This time, he was truly moved to tears.

I vaguely remember that when this palace master first took over, he went straight to the secret vault and sifted through all the most valuable things. This time, he could actually see a return on his investment!

And it's still a yuan stone...

"How could I possibly refuse Lord Master's kindness" Wei Bofang choked back tears: "It's just that your deep affection, this subordinate doesn't know if they can ever repay it in this lifetime..."

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It's also unknown how, at his age, he can still have an inexhaustible supply of tears.

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Of course, even if he were to die of grief here today, Lord Dugu would never dream of pulling out a second piece of Yuanshi.

Just as the chief elder of Lingkong Hall was wiping his tears and nose, describing how he had single-handedly turned the tide last year, fighting a bloody battle against hostile sects...

Zhuge Jun finally arrived late.

When talking to the guards outside the door, he still had a bit of an air of superiority: "Elder Wei came to find me in the middle of the night, what could it be"

At first, Duke Gu had just given some casual instructions and then left.

Left behind were only the two "trusted aides" with ulterior motives.

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At that time, Zhuge Jun was able to secure the position of elder with his cultivation base of Tenglong Realm, vying for dominance with Wei Bofang, all thanks to his connections with the current lord of this city.

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Even this time, when we were at odds with the Wusheng sect, it was he who stepped forward. He used his influence to mobilize officials and prevent the conflict from escalating.

At this moment, his influence within the Lingkong Hall was not much weaker than Wei Bofang's. That's why being summoned for a meeting in the middle of the night made him quite disgruntled. If it weren't for the recent strained relations with the Wusheng Sect and the fear that something truly major might be happening, he wouldn't have bothered to come.

Hearing the commotion, Wei Bofang immediately straightened his clothes and, with an upright and incorruptible demeanor, personally went to open the door.

Mr. Zhuge, with his triangular eyes and arched eyebrows, cast a surprised glance from Wei Bofang to Jiang Wang, who was sitting calmly in the room.

He almost charged forward with the speed of an assassination attempt, pouncing in front of Jiang Wang and clutching onto Jiang Wang's leg, launching into a three-part chant: "Mine! Lord Master! Honorable Sir! Ah!!!" of envy, suspicion... all sorts of different looks, what Jiang Wang thought in his heart was that widely circulated phrase evaluating the current emperor: “The sovereign is a mighty ruler of unparall...