199: Where are you, Jiuzhonglang? (asking for monthly tickets)

“You two Grand Ministers are going to the Ten Thousand Mountains?”

Pei Yanhu’s expression turned solemn.

The meaning was self-evident.

The Ten Thousand Mountains were now unpredictably perilous.

The white-robed old man saw through Pei Yanhu’s thoughts from his expression, his tone carrying a sense of remoteness and vicissitude, “Grand Minister, Grand Minister, this is what we do.”

Taichang Temple, responsible for rites, sacrifices, and diplomacy.

They would hold the ceremonial staff and be envoys to the Yao Race nations.

“We know the dangers of that place better than you. The Yao Race’s lifespan is much longer than that of our Human Race’s Divine Ability users. Some old monsters might still be alive, but the court is now like a large ship full of holes. We, who live off the sovereign’s bounty, share the sovereign’s worries, only wish to make this time last a little longer.”

As he spoke, the old man, whose brows had been lowered, lifted them, “What’s more, these fellows have been trapped in the desolate land of the Ten Thousand Mountains for so many years; their Origin Qi has not fully recovered.”

“They might not be willing to fight us to the death.”

“Besides, the situation in the Western Lands is becoming increasingly unstable. Even your great Lang Jiangs won’t be able to hold out much longer.”

As he spoke, the white-robed old man looked at the tall, thin old man beside him, chuckled, and a surging emotion brewed in his turbid, calm eyes.

“We two old fellows, with one foot in the grave, it doesn’t matter.”

Upon hearing this, Pei Yanhu’s eyes showed a complex emotion, and he bowed deeply to the two old men.

He then thought of the group of powerful Qi practitioners outside, who did not seem to be from Taichang Temple, and casually asked:

“May I ask, Grand Minister, about those people outside?”

The white-robed Grand Minister’s eyes flashed, “Some young fellows looking for benefits. Their Families have some prestige in the court. They got the news and sent them here to spar with the Yao Race. They’ve been following us all the way from the Central Plains.”

“Benefits?” Pei Yanhu raised an eyebrow.

“Naturally. Now that the Yao Race has broken through the Heavenly Gate, the Luck used to seal them will naturally return to the Shu Land. You have already reached the Dao Fruit Realm; have you not noticed that this world is slowly changing? Given time, you will find that Cultivating in the Shu Land will become faster and faster in the future, and the chance of further advancement will also increase!”

“The Great Dao is formless, nurturing all things. This is only the beginning. In the future, this barren land will show more vitality. More and more people will receive the news and flock from all over the world to contend for this ethereal Luck.”

“This is also one of the reasons why we must prevent the Yao Race from advancing north.”

“You will know in the future!”

“I have been enlightened.” Pei Yanhu’s mind was immediately alert upon learning these secrets from the Grand Minister. He cupped his fists, respectfully accepting the teaching.

“Then, may I ask, Grand Ministers, when do you plan to depart?”

“We two old fellows have been traveling for too long. Let’s rest for a day and depart tomorrow!”

“Yes!”

Soon, Pei Yanhu gave orders to arrange for the two Grand Ministers to rest in a separate courtyard on the mountainside of the main peak.

And he arranged for the ten Family disciples from the Central Plains, who were associated with the court and had accompanied them, into another separate courtyard.

Shortly after those ten people were settled, in that separate courtyard.

At this time, three men came out of their rooms, seemingly acquainted with each other.

One of them raised his eyebrows and smiled, “Although this Shu Land is remote and far from the Central Plains, its mountains and rivers are breathtakingly beautiful. Gentlemen, how about we go for a stroll in Jinguancheng? Perhaps there’s a unique charm?”

“Indeed, that suits my intentions.” A man dressed in a green embroidered python robe, holding a folding fan, nodded.

“How about we also invite Miss Qin to come along?” The last man’s eyebrows moved, and he suggested.

The other two, hearing this, clearly seemed interested, “Brother Wen’s suggestion is excellent. You go.”

“No, you go!” That person, however, was timid and shook his head.

The two were speechless. It was still the man in the green embroidered python robe, wearing a jade crown, with a gentle and refined face, who smiled. With a “snap,” he opened his folding fan, then walked along the corridor, turning a few corners, and arrived in front of a room.

He closed his folding fan and knocked on the door.

“Dong”

“Dong”

“Dong”

Then, the door creaked open.

As the door opened, a woman dressed in a five-colored embroidered dress, with skin as white as snow, and phoenix eyes with cinnabar pupils, lightly frowned.

“What is it?”

The man, with the hand holding the folding fan behind his back, smiled gently,

“Young Miss Miss Qin, we are going to Jinguancheng to enjoy ourselves and would like to invite you to come along!”

“No, thank you!”

Then, with a “bang,” the door closed.

Then, a spiritual light flashed across the surface of the door, clearly indicating a Restriction had been placed.

Leaving the man outside the door, his smile gradually stiffening.

At this moment, the door next to it opened.

A man, dressed in a black-based, white-patterned cloud-embroidered robe, walked out.

Around thirty years old, with thin lips, a firm face, and long hair casually draped over his shoulders, a subtle yet powerful Qi flowed around him.

This person stood there, like a towering mountain.

The man with the fan was surprised that someone had come out next door, feeling a bit awkward, but when he saw who it was, his mind subtly tensed.

This person was one of the three strongest among the ten, his Realm being the Heavenly Gate Dao Fruit Realm.

So he pretended as if nothing had happened, held his fan, and bowed with his hand,

“Brother Li, we are going to Jinguancheng for a stroll. Would you like to come along?”

“After all, the more friends, the more paths.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the figures of the two earlier men appear.

One of them, who had suggested going to Jinguancheng earlier, said, “Brother Wen, come here.”

The other winked at him.

But then, the stern-faced man in the black-based, white-cloud-patterned robe smiled and said, “I, Li, still have matters to attend to. You all enjoy yourselves!”

With that, he walked in another direction and soon disappeared from sight.

And at this moment, the two Central Plains Family disciples from earlier came over, looking at the person who had already disappeared.

One of them, with a hint of arrogance and also a trace of apprehension, said:

“Brother Wen, why bother with that person? Don’t unnecessarily tarnish your status. This person is a retainer of the Li Family’s Sima, a blade under that Family, specializing in unscrupulous deeds. Don’t get too close to such people; be careful not to harm yourself.”

After speaking, he continued nonchalantly, “Let’s go. I never expected you to be able to invite Young Miss Miss Qin anyway, so don’t worry about it!”

With that, the three of them went together, preparing to stroll around Jinguancheng.

Meanwhile, at the corner of the corridor where the man had just been, the stern-faced man stopped, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Then, this person exited another door of the separate courtyard, saw the armored guards at the entrance, slowly walked down the steps, and then approached one of the armored guards, speaking faintly.

“I am new here, young brother, may I bother you for a moment?”

The armored guard’s eyes flashed with a hint of doubt, but this was a distinguished guest ordered by the Grand Minister, so he dared not be negligent.

“Please ask?”

“I traveled from the Central Plains to the Shu Land, passing through Tianxiong Pass, and once heard of the prestige of your Ninth Mountain Zhonglang General. Young brother, do you know where Ninth Zhonglang is? I’d like to pay him a visit!”

“Ninth Zhonglang is not at the Fushi; he went to Guang’an Prefecture!”