1033: Tianji and Qingyun

“This time, the Celestial Mystery Disk’s anomaly seems to be developing in a good direction…”

In a corner of the bustling Wanshou City, an old man with white hair silently watched the figure in the sky, dazzling like a great sun in the night, tears streaming down his face.

This person was none other than Tianji Old Man, the Pavilion Master of Tianji Pavilion.

Since the Demon Beast Forest, he had been following the footsteps of Wang Chen, this outsider, observing him and searching for the reason why Wang Chen could cause an anomaly in the Celestial Mystery Disk.

Now, Tianji Old Man felt he had found it.

The reason the Celestial Mystery Disk showed the same anomaly as a thousand years ago was that the Netherworld, which had been in Chaos for a thousand years, was about to usher in a new order.

Tianji Old Man was absolutely certain that Wang Chen, this outsider, had descended upon this world precisely because of this.

“To be able to witness that day in my lifetime, I can die without regrets!”

Tianji Old Man sighed, then subtly wiped away the tears from his eyes, lest his granddaughter see his awkward state and affect his image.

But at this moment, he realized that Ling’er, who was standing beside him, wasn't paying attention to him at all. With one hand tugging at his clothes, her eyes full of stars, she gazed at the distant sky:

“He’s so handsome!”

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Tonight.

Wanshou City entered a carnival mode, with joy and delight overflowing throughout the entire city, as if it could punch a hole in the sky.

Teahouses, taverns, and even some entertainment venues were completely packed, with not a single seat available.

Although many people among them were not clear about the specific significance of Grand True Lord Wang Chen slaying four Late Stage ninth-rank Dead Spirit Race powerhouses and annihilating Canglan City, this did not prevent them from loudly praising his name and taking advantage of this opportunity to celebrate.

From the current situation, it seemed that this carnival would directly continue until dawn, and might even become an annual festival in Wanshou City in the future.

“It’s truly lively!”

On the city wall of Wanshou City, Qing Yunzi, the Supreme Elder of Xuantian Sacred Ground, looked at the lively scene before him and couldn’t help but let out a sigh.

As an old man who had lived from the chaotic years until now, he had rarely seen such a lively scene.

Hundreds of years ago, during the great war between the two races, corpses littered the fields and blood flowed like an ocean; at that time, the Human Race had no heart for celebration. After the peace agreement was signed, the Human Race’s livelihood withered and it entered a period of recovery lasting several hundred years, making such scenes even rarer.

“Wanshou City, the original intention for us to build this city was to hope that it could stand for ten thousand years, witnessing our Human Race move from decline to prosperity. Now, it seems this opportunity has appeared!”

Qing Yunzi sighed, at the same time turning his gaze to his Disciple Shen Yun, who had come with him. Seeing Shen Yun looking like he wanted to move but didn’t dare, he couldn’t help but let out a light snort and said:

“Such a grand spectacle, Grand True Lord Wang Chen must be quite busy now. We don’t need to bother him for the time being. You have been stationed in Nether City for many years, and Nether City is a harsh place. I imagine you haven’t experienced such a scene in decades. Go on, go on, don’t be an eyesore in front of this Old Man.”

“Thank you, Grand Elder!”

Upon hearing this, Shen Yun, who had long been fond of the lively scene below, immediately beamed with joy. After bowing and expressing his gratitude, his figure directly merged into the crowd below.

“Hahahaha, you brat!”

Seeing this, Qing Yunzi stroked his beard and laughed heartily, a hint of pleasure on his face.

He had not experienced the most prosperous era of the Human Race a thousand years ago, but he imagined that the scene back then was not much different from the current one.

“The glorious era of our Human Race shall begin today!”

Casually finding a spot to sit down, Qing Yunzi looked expectant and sighed regretfully:

“It’s just a pity that this Old Man has abstained from alcohol for hundreds of years, otherwise, I would surely have a big drink today!”

“Hmm?”

Just then, he suddenly frowned as if sensing something.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

His Divine Thought erupted, instantly sweeping across the entire Wanshou City, then locking onto a pair of grandfather and granddaughter sitting around a Chaos stall in a secluded alley within the city.

“This Old Man really can’t sit still!”

“Although there’s no wine today, being able to meet an old friend is also a blessing!”

Qing Yunzi chuckled softly, his feet moved and his figure instantly vanished from the city gate tower. At this moment, he was like lightning and light, traversing half of Wanshou City at an incredible speed, appearing directly in that secluded alley.

Here, a circle of people sat around a steaming, fragrant ravioli (wonton) stall. The stall owner was incredibly busy, and the waiting customers were all impatient.

And by a square table near the corner of the alley, leaning against the wall, a pair of grandfather and granddaughter were heartily eating from large bowls.

These two were none other than Tianji Old Man, the Pavilion Master of Tianji Pavilion, and his mischievous granddaughter, Zuo Ling’er.

“Zuo Chan, you have quite the leisure, leaving such a large family business as Tianji Pavilion unattended, yet running to this secluded corner of Wanshou City to eat wontons!”

The moment Qing Yunzi appeared in the alley, he walked towards the square table. At the same time, an invisible force permeated, sealing off the small area of several meters around, causing passersby and waiting diners to all ignore this side.

“Hahahaha, this Old Man’s Tianji Pavilion certainly can’t compare to your Qing Yun Old Man’s Xuantian Holy Land. If you can come to Wanshou City so late at night, why can’t I?”

“To tell you the truth, this wonton stall only made two bowls for this Old Man. There are no extras. If you’re here to freeload, you’ve got the wrong idea.”

Initially, upon noticing that the surroundings were unusual, Tianji Old Man’s face showed solemnity. But upon seeing Qing Yunzi appear afterward, he relaxed again, even having the leisure to joke.

“Hahahaha, my Xuantian Holy Land is now the head of all Human Race forces. Your small Tianji Pavilion naturally can’t compare. At least you have some self-awareness!”

Qing Yunzi laughed uninhibitedly, completely disregarding Tianji Old Man’s teasing. As he spoke, he looked at Zuo Ling’er, who had stood up and was standing to the side:

“Is this your precious granddaughter? She is truly well-behaved and adorable, much more polite than you, Old Man!”

“Girl, sit down. This Old Man will squeeze in with your grandfather.”

As he spoke, Qing Yunzi sat down beside Tianji Old Man.

Originally, the bench at this square table was a bit cramped for two people, but after Qing Yunzi sat down, it seemed quite spacious.

It was Tianji Old Man who, under the effect of an invisible force, was directly pressed against the wall, making a lot of space.

“Alright! Qing Yun Old Man, you’re jealous that I have descendants, so you’re using your cultivation to suppress me, huh?”

“Is high cultivation so great?! I think you’re truly shameless. If you have the guts, why don’t you try to gauge Grand True Lord Wang Chen’s depth?”

“Hmph, if you ask me, it won’t be long before your position as the Netherworld Human Clan’s strongest will be replaced!”

Tianji Old Man’s face was somewhat flushed from being squeezed, and he spoke with feigned sarcasm.

“Oh?”

Qing Yunzi wasn’t annoyed by the remark. Instead, he looked at Tianji Old Man with a half-smile and retorted:

“Old Man, do you think Grand True Lord Wang Chen can be considered part of my Netherworld Human Clan?”