110: Return to Da Yan, Peach Blossom Tribulation

The next day, Great Yan, Capital City.

Outside the Demon Suppression Division.

"Boss, you're back?"

Yu Zhi stood at the entrance, chatting with his colleagues, when he suddenly saw Jiang Lan's familiar figure and hurried to greet him.

Jiang Lan nodded.

Yu Zhi then quickly said, "Do you want to go to Lin Hong Hall to see? Gu Yan'er has been asking to see you these past two days."

"Asking to see me? What for?" Jiang Lan was a little puzzled, "Didn't I tell her before to wait for me patiently?"

Jiang Lan couldn't say he had any deep feelings for Gu Yan'er.

But their relationship was what it was, and he couldn't just ignore her.

Marrying her to be his wife was definitely unrealistic.

His future would certainly not be limited to this Great Yan.

To put it bluntly, Gu Yan'er would only be a burden.

Regardless of his intentions, he would not choose to bring a burden with him.

During the few days he had been away recently, Jiang Lan had also thought about it.

The most suitable arrangement for Gu Yan'er would probably be to give her freedom and let her start a small business.

Thinking of this, Jiang Lan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

He didn't know how it happened, but by some strange twist of fate, he ended up in bed with Gu Yan'er.

However, no one was to blame; in the end, it was lust at work.

"I don't know." Yu Zhi shook his head, "The young lady just said she had something to discuss with you."

Jiang Lan thought for a moment, then said:

"I'll go over later."

After speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Bao Jing.

Bao Jing said nothing, and with a tacit understanding, the two walked towards the Miao Fa Pavilion, one in front of the other.

A moment later, in front of the Miao Fa Pavilion.

Before leaving, Jiang Lan and Bao Jing had already visited the Miao Fa Pavilion many times. The guards at the entrance already recognized them. Upon seeing Jiang Lan, a guard stepped forward and said:

"Sirs, the Pavilion Master is inside. He instructed that if you brought someone, you could go directly up."

Jiang Lan nodded.

"Thank you."

After thanking him, he led Bao Jing, one in front of the other, into the Miao Fa Pavilion.

A moment later, Jiang Lan stopped at the third floor of the Miao Fa Pavilion, outside Yao Banxian's room.

The door was tightly shut.

Just as Jiang Lan was about to knock, Yao Banxian's voice came from behind the door.

"Come in."

Jiang Lan pushed the door open and entered.

Yao Banxian sat behind a table, his pupil-less eyes raised, seemingly appraising Jiang Lan from head to toe.

Jiang Lan had long been accustomed to this and cupped his fists in a bow towards Yao Banxian.

Yao Banxian's pure white eyes, however, lingered on his chest.

A moment later, Yao Banxian smiled and said:

"You move quite fast."

Jiang Lan was a little puzzled and didn't understand what Yao Banxian meant.

Yao Banxian immediately continued:

"I just told you about the Zhenwu Pavilion a few days ago, and you've already entered its doors?"

Jiang Lan suddenly understood.

So, Yao Banxian was talking about that.

But how did he know?

Although puzzled, Jiang Lan didn't dwell on the question too much.

Yao Banxian's methods were incredibly mysterious; he couldn't comprehend them at all.

It didn't matter now that he knew he had entered the Zhenwu Pavilion.

After all, it wasn't something to be ashamed of.

Jiang Lan nodded and said, "Sir has a discerning Wisdom Eye."

"Alright, don't flatter me. It seems both of you had good harvests during your few days out."

"It was good." Jiang Lan didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "However, the three bamboo tubes you gave Bao Jing earlier are now full. I came here this time to ask if you still have anything similar that can hold Divine Souls?

"Of course, I won't take them for free. Just tell me your requirements."

Yao Banxian shook his head upon hearing this.

"It's not that I, Banxian, won't help you. Those three little trinkets from before were concocted by an old friend of mine; I, Banxian, don't know how to make them. And now, my old friend is tens of thousands of miles away. Even if I, Banxian, were to go get them for you, it would take at least a month or more.

"This place is under my guard, and leaving my post is definitely not allowed. If you really want them, I, Banxian, can give you a letter in my own hand, and you can personally go to my old friend to retrieve them. He has plenty of those things, as many as you want.

"As for requirements, I, Banxian, don't have any. However, the prerequisite is that you don't mind the trouble."

Tens of thousands of miles... Jiang Lan immediately backed down when he heard this distance.

It would be fine for him to travel tens of thousands of miles to kill demons, but to travel tens of thousands of miles just to retrieve a bamboo tube would be too much of a loss.

"In that case, then forget it. Thank you, Sir."

Jiang Lan said politely.

Bao Jing, for his part, didn't show much reaction.

Unlike Jiang Lan, who gained Lifespan for every demon he killed, Bao Jing had to slowly digest those split Divine Souls little by little.

If he accumulated many, at most, he could finish the task first, and the split Divine Souls could be left to digest slowly.

However, even with only three, that was enough.

At Bao Jing's current speed, it would take at least several months to barely digest one.

These three Divine Souls would be enough for him for at least two years.

Collecting more after two years would be the same for Bao Jing.

Jiang Lan also found it troublesome and had already dismissed the matter in his mind.

He would only wait until he returned, broke through his Martial Dao Realm, and then he would prepare to explore the border of Ling Country.

"It's alright."

Yao Banxian waved his hand.

Immediately after, he said to Bao Jing, "Little Monk, come here."

Bao Jing also knew that Yao Banxian was a highly skilled individual, so in front of Yao Banxian, he was extremely well-behaved. Upon hearing the instruction, he quickly walked to Yao Banxian's side.

"Sit down."

Bao Jing sat on the futon.

Yao Banxian extended his right hand and placed it on top of Bao Jing's head.

Immediately, Devilish Qi surged around Bao Jing's body, his eyes turned somewhat red, and the temperature inside the entire room dropped considerably.

However, this slight drop in temperature had no effect on either Jiang Lan or Yao Banxian.

Yao Banxian silently closed his eyes, his hand stroking Bao Jing's bald head a few times, then clapped it with a 'smack'.

The Devilish Qi instantly dissipated.

Bao Jing's originally somewhat reddish eyes also returned to clarity.

"Pavilion Master, this is...?"

"You're digesting too slowly; I, Banxian, am helping you along." Yao Banxian said, "Alright, that's about it. In another month or so, this one will be done."

As he spoke, Yao Banxian seemed somewhat surprised.

"I didn't expect you, Little Monk, to have such a resilient Divine Soul. I, Banxian, originally thought it would take you a year or a year and a half to melt this Divine Soul, and that would already be considered your skill. But after just looking, even without me, Banxian, you could refine it yourself in three to five months."

Bao Jing was quite shy, putting his palms together and responding:

"amitabha."

"Alright." Yao Banxian waved his hand, "Go on, do what you need to do. Jiang Lan and I still have something to discuss."

"Then Little Monk takes his leave."

Bao Jing didn't linger, turning to push open the door and walk out.

Inside the room, only Jiang Lan and Yao Banxian remained.

Yao Banxian looked up, his pupil-less eyes scrutinizing Jiang Lan for a good while.

"Jiang Lan, it's been a few days, and you've acquired a Dao tribulation."

"Tribulation?" Jiang Lan was puzzled, "What tribulation?"

"Tsk..." Yao Banxian's tone was somewhat playful, "A peach blossom tribulation."