Yunyin Peak.
Cross Immortal Gate.
Accompanied by the rising sun.
Chirpâ
The cry of a crane pierced the sky.
Shen Wenyan stood at the peak, watching the departing silhouette of the Shadow Crane.
"Marquis, I canât seem to see through him anymore!" Ye Zhengqi said, standing by his side.
"How many people in the world can truly see through him?" Shen Wenyan replied.
"Marquis, do you think he can make it through this ordeal?" Ye Zhengqi asked.
"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!" Shen Wenyan shook his head, repeating the word difficult three times.
He then said, "Curse Killing Skill, an immortal technique even the current Holy Emperor cannot resist. How can he possibly withstand it? Unless..."
"Unless what?" Ye Zhengqi asked.
Shen Wenyan gazed deeply at the distant black dot on the horizon.
"Unless he is willing to bow his head! Just as the person from the Flying Immortal Sect said yesterday, submitting to the Immortal Cave Heaven is his only way to survive."
Upon hearing this, Ye Zhengqi shook his head.
"I havenât interacted much with Brother Jiang, but I can discern some of his personality! He has a type of pride, an extremely profound pride!"
"His kind of pride makes it impossible for him to choose to bow his head!"
"At least not now!"
Shen Wenyan sighed, "Indeed! Thatâs why he canât make it through this ordeal. Eventually, he will walk the same path as the current Holy Emperor! Brother Jiang understands this, and yesterdayâs actions were his choice!"
Hearing these words, Ye Zhengqi fell silent.
After several breaths.
The black dot, transformed from the Immortal Crane, completely disappeared from his view.
"Regarding the remaining resources of Cross Immortal Gate, giving him halfâare you willing, Marquis?" Ye Zhengqi suddenly asked again.
Shen Wenyan immediately chuckled and then patted Ye Zhengqiâs shoulder.
"Oh, come on! Stop testing me! Iâm not that kind of person, and I certainly wonât embezzle a single penny that belongs to Brother Jiang! Whatâs his, is his!"
"Once the inventory of treasures is completed in a few days, Iâll personally deliver a list for Brother Jiang to review!"
...
Guangning City.
Chirpâ
Accompanied by a long cry from the Immortal Crane, it carried Jiang Ning and Ji Mingyue straight down to the city gate.
"Greetings, Marquis!"
"Greetings, Marquis!"
"..."
"Greetings, Seventeenth Princess!"
"Greetings, Seventeenth Princess!"
"..."
The guards at the city gate knelt on one knee to salute upon seeing Jiang Ning and Ji Mingyue.
Jiang Ning waved his hand, leading Ji Mingyue and the Immortal Crane into the city.
"Not staying at the Marquis Wen Yuan Mansion this time?" Ji Mingyue asked.
"No!" Jiang Ning shook his head, "Staying for a day or two is fine, but living there long-term is not ideal. So we should find another place to stay."
"How long will we be staying here?" Ji Mingyue asked.
"Probably for a while!" Jiang Ning replied, then continued, "Since weâve acted in Guangning Prefecture, and now have destroyed Cross Immortal Gate, this is the best time to sweep across Guangning Prefecture as itâs leaderless!"
As he spoke, he thought about the gains from Cross Immortal Gate, feeling anticipation rising in his heart.
Currently, to advance further, the cultivation resources he requires are immense.
And the fastest way to obtain these cultivation materials is by sweeping through the sect forces; there is no other way.
The major sects occupying Guangning Prefecture, those with influence, have histories spanning over a hundred years, and thus, a centuryâs worth of accumulation.
Generations of accumulation, even a small portion would be wealth unimaginable to ordinary affluent families.
Not to mention this sweep that involves storming through gates and exterminating families.
With Flying Immortal Sect retreating, Cross Immortal Gate surrendering, and Jing Wuming, the title-ranked Second Grade Great Grandmaster, leading the team, there are no challenges ahead.
It takes hardly any effort on his part.
In such a favorable situation, he doesnât have much to do.
He only needs to remain in Guangning Prefecture, cultivating peacefully.
If he truly encounters a formidable enemy that Jing Wuming cannot handle, then he will take action.
This will also be his rare period of rest.
...
An hour later.
East of Guangning Prefecture City.
"This will be our house from now on!" Jiang Ning closed the courtyard gate, turned around, and gazed at the front yard spanning over three hundred square meters, feeling content.
The feelings in his heart now were different from before.
In Luoshui County, in Dongling City, although the two residences he bought were under his name, in reality, they were shared and occupied by the whole family.
In the Royal Capital, he had his own marquis mansion but hadnât moved into his property for the sake of safety.
And here, this three-entry residence, though it covers only a thousand square meters and isnât luxurious, is truly his.
The aspect of the house he appreciated most was the peaceful and spacious backyard, covering five hundred square meters filled with bamboo groves, perfect for his cultivation.
"Is this our home?" Ji Mingyue looked at the front yard, overgrown with weeds from long neglect, feeling a bit of joy.
"This is our temporary home for now!" Jiang Ning nodded.
Upon hearing this, Ji Mingyueâs eyes sparkled, "Then, I want to decorate the home, trim the flowers and plants; Iâve long wanted to create a home of my own!"
"Alright!" Jiang Ning chuckled.
Upon hearing this, Ji Mingyue scanned the four corners of the front yard.
Then said, "Now I still need your help!"
"No problem!" Jiang Ning nodded.
Moments later.
Under Ji Mingyueâs directives, Jiang Ningâs divine thought emanated, clearing the courtyard of snow, dead leaves, branches, and the mixture of soil.
What would typically take ordinary people a day or two was transformed with a thought; the front yard was renewed.
The front yard no longer had snow, the ground was free from dead branches and leaves, and the mixture of dirt exposed neat stone bricks beneath.
Only the flowers, grass, and trees growing wildly beyond the path remained.