111: Cihang Jingzhai

“Alright, you should go back and rest quickly. Depart early tomorrow.”

“Remember, inform your grandfather so he doesn't worry about you.”

“Yes, Clan Chief, rest assured.”

Wang Yusheng agreed.

Then he disappeared.

As for Wang Dong, he didn't receive any System rewards.

But he wasn't surprised.

Wang Yusheng didn't need Spirit Sources, and besides, these were things the System had already returned once.

They didn't have the effect of being returned again.

He just wondered how Wang Jiayao was doing at Cihang Zhaizhai.

Although her Revered Master was a Grand Elder of the Sect, such a powerful individual should not lack resources.

However, she was, after all, made a Saintess, so she would inevitably be seen as a competitor by others, a thorn in their side.

To say everything was smooth sailing would probably be impossible.

As for the other Prodigies of the Wang Family, they all had their own fortunes and didn't need him to worry...

The next morning.

Wang Dong took Wang Yusheng and rode a Mountain Eagle towards Cihang Zhaizhai.

The scenery below receded rapidly.

However, the people above were unaffected.

Wang Dong raised his hand and conjured a small protective barrier, pushing the strong winds aside.

Two days later.

Cihang Zhaizhai.

The mountains were majestic, with temples hidden among them, their red walls, dark tiles, and jade-colored glaze looking incredibly grand.

Clouds and mist swirled, immortal cranes cried out in unison, and various flying and walking beasts created a scene of peace and harmony.

It was a truly immortal sight.

Wang Dong couldn't help but praise it.

When would the Wang Family and Wu Yujia reach this level of a top Dao lineage?

Of course, it wouldn't be too long.

Wang Dong was confident he could lead the Family to such heights.

Someone was visiting.

A white-robed nun walked out.

“May I ask what brings the two of you to Cihang Zhaizhai?”

“To visit the Saintess.”

The white-robed nun pondered for a moment, “Do you have a token? The Saintess is busy with cultivation and should not be disturbed.”

“Just say the Wang Family Patriarch is visiting.”

Wang Dong said calmly.

“So it's the Saintess's Family Clan Chief, my apologies.”

The white-robed nun suddenly understood, her expression becoming even more respectful, and she cupped her hands.

“Please wait a moment, Clan Chief. I will be right back.”

“Clan Chief, is our title really that useful?”

“Your Clan Sister Jia Yao holds a high position here.”

Wang Dong explained with a smile.

Wang Yusheng always felt a bit strange.

He couldn't help but scratch his head.

Was it really just because of Clan Sister Jia Yao?

He felt the Clan Chief's Face was even greater.

After all, this was an Ancient Sacred Body, with an unparalleled Physical Body, capable of striking down the most powerful. A Major Achievement Holy Body could even contend with Great Emperors, with Qi and blood like a furnace, shaking all Dao and astonishing the world.

How could such a destined supreme expert be an unknown figure?

A moment later.

A beautiful woman, Wang Jiayao, arrived on a cloud.

Then she slowly descended in front of Wang Dong.

She smiled playfully, her eyes full of pleasant surprise.

“Clan Chief, is it really you? Why didn't you send someone to notify me before coming? I've been negligent and made you wait.”

Wang Dong chuckled and shook his head.

“No need for such trouble. How are you finding it here? Are you used to it?”

As he spoke, Wang Dong extended a wisp of Divine Thought.

He discovered that Wang Jiayao's cultivation had actually reached the eighth heaven of the Dongtian Realm.

Not bad.

At least it proved that the Grand Elder hadn't neglected her.

Wang Dong then breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Jiayao noticed Wang Dong's action and showed no defensiveness.

Knowing that the Clan Chief was worried about her, she casually said,

“Clan Chief, rest assured, everything is well!”

Then, her gaze fell upon Wang Yusheng beside him.

“This Clan Brother?”

She thought Wang Dong was bringing this Disciple into Cihang Zhaizhai.

She didn't think it was impossible.

Wang Dong's eye for people could be said to be extremely accurate, always picking out one-in-ten-thousand Prodigies.

Presumably, this Clan Brother also had extraordinary qualities.

“Greetings, Clan Sister Jia Yao. My name is Wang Yusheng. Please guide me throughout the rest of my life, ah, Pooh! Please take care of me from now on.”

Wang Yusheng showed an innocent smile.

But Wang Jiayao couldn't stop laughing.

“You're quite the talker.”

Wang Dong, however, glared at the boy disapprovingly.

He was already eyeing his Clan Sister on their first meeting?

What a scoundrel.

Immediately, Wang Dong said, “He is the grandson of Elder Wang Pingyang of the Third Branch. He has some research in the Dao of Formations. This time, he came with me because he plans to use the Teleportation Formation to go to the Southern Domain.”

“Oh, I see.”

Wang Jiayao suddenly understood, and after a moment of thought, she said,

“Cihang Zhaizhai indeed has a Teleportation Formation, but each activation requires a significant amount of Spirit Sources.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Dong thought she was asking him to pay, so he immediately said,

“I will cover the cost of the Spirit Sources myself. There's no need to trouble the Holy Land.”

Wang Jiayao suddenly became anxious upon hearing this, then quickly explained.

“Clan Chief, you misunderstood. Jia Yao just remembered that in a few days, it will be the day when the Holy Land's Disciples travel to the Southern Domain in batches. We can go together then. What do you think?”

Wang Dong nodded.

“Acceptable.”

“Then, during this time, I will take you around.”

“Oh, and our Genius Wang Yusheng.”

Wang Yusheng's Face immediately turned red.

“Clan Sister, don't call me a Genius.”

“Pfft! Then what should I call you?”

...Inside Cihang Zhaizhai.

Mountains piled upon mountains, obscuring the sky and sun. It was not noon or midnight, but immortal mist swirled, hiding the sun and moon.

Only rays of light filled the sky.

A thousand-foot waterfall cascaded down, seemingly the Silver River falling from the Nine Heavens.

Purple mist rose, like an incense burner slowly burning.

It was like a mythical pure land.

Wang Dong followed Wang Jiayao to a majestic mountain peak.

Carved railings, jade steps, and small jade pavilions.

Buildings stood in rows, densely packed.

From time to time, powerful Holy Land Disciples passed by.

Upon seeing Wang Jiayao, they would all bow.

Clearly, Wang Jiayao's status was not low.

Just then.

An Elder passed by.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and he stepped back, staring at Wang Dong for a long time.

Then he laughed.

“Hahahaha! We meet again after such a long separation! Clan Leader Wang, it has been a while since we last parted. Are you well?”

Wang Dong quickly recognized this Elder. It was Elder Liu, the powerful Dharma Aspect Realm expert who had escorted Wang Jiayao back to the base.

He immediately smiled.

“Naturally, I am well.”

“Clan Chief, have you come to visit the Saintess? She is doing well and needs no worries. Nowadays, few dare to disrespect her.”

Elder Liu said with a smile.

“That is excellent. I have come not only to visit Jia Yao but also to use the Teleportation Formation to go to the Southern Domain.”

Wang Dong said.

“Is that so? Tsk! Clan Leader Wang is already renowned throughout the Eastern Barrens. Are you planning to contend for supremacy in the Southern Domain? You swallow the universe with your Qi, I admire that.”

Wang Dong waved his hand, “Oh, no, no, it's not worth mentioning.”

“Renowned throughout the Eastern Barrens?” Wang Jiayao couldn't help but exclaim in surprise from the side.

When did the Clan Chief become renowned throughout the Eastern Barrens?

Her memory was still stuck on Wang Dong dominating the Wu Zhou Dynasty.

Recently, she had rarely paid attention to the outside world, so she naturally didn't know about Wang Dong's current achievements.