In a remote area where the South Sea and West Sea converge, within several layers of grand formations.

Zhao Gongming looked down at these two disciples of Western Faith Sages, casually waving his hand to smooth out the vast waves on the sea surface, as his twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Zhenzhus slowly rotated…

Before him, the two Western Faith experts had blood at their mouths and trembling auras, but were firmly held in place by the Sea-Calming Divine Zhenzhus, unable to move.

At this moment, these two old Daoists’ expressions were extremely complicated – there was terror, helplessness, and of course mostly anger.

Second time!

Second time!

However this time it was the two of them who had intended to scheme against Enlightenment Teaching’s Yellow Dragon Daoist first and had borrowed Zhao Gongming’s unique method of scheming…

But they hadn’t harmed Yellow Dragon Daoist at all! They had merely reenacted the scene based on their experience of being scammed!

This Zhao Gongming, without saying a word, had directly charged in and given them a thorough beating, damaging thousands of years of their dao cultivation – this grudge was truly established!

Zhao Gongming was now stroking his beard in thought…

He had fought too smoothly earlier, held back too little force, and beaten these two Western Faith Sage disciples until they lost dao cultivation and spiritual intent.

This time he wasn’t particularly in the right…

To the side, that tall and thin Daoist bowed forward, his eyes full of gratitude, saying:

“Many thanks to Junior Brother Gongming for the rescue!

If not for Junior Brother Gongming’s appearance, this poor Daoist truly- truly wouldn’t have known what to do.”

Zhao Gongming gave a dry laugh and smiled: “A trivial matter, Senior Brother Yellow Dragon need not mind.”

The tall and thin Daoist walked forward two steps, looking at the two Western old Daoists before him in plain clothes and faces full of grief and indignation, asking softly:

“Junior Brother Gongming, what should we do now?”

Zhao Gongming transmitted: “Did they attack you earlier, Senior Brother?”

“This, they did not…”

The tall and thin Daoist smiled bitterly and said: “This poor Daoist had just returned from a friend’s cave dwelling in the South Sea when I encountered these two. They said they had a fine treasure they wanted this poor Daoist to examine.

Who would have thought that upon arriving here, the two of them would get into an argument and start fighting, with one falling to the ground spitting blood, seemingly severely injured?

The other instead looked at this poor Daoist, saying why had I injured his senior brother…

This poor Daoist truly didn’t attack, absolutely did not attack, and even spoke up trying to persuade them not to fight so viciously!”

Zhao Gongming immediately frowned…

These two fellows he had scammed before had developed new tricks?

No!

If following this routine, the other side must have hidden recording treasures or formations at this time… this would truly be difficult to handle.

Zhao Gongming’s legs suddenly went soft, his movement smooth and natural as he directly collapsed in front of the three, letting out a “wa” sound and spitting out a large mouthful of bloody foam, his face pale, aura trembling, and dao rhythm shaking…

No matter what, better to lie down first!

The two old Daoists sealed by the Sea-Calming Divine Zhenzhus had even more grief and indignation in their eyes, but couldn’t move at all.

If Zhao Gongming withdrew his Sea-Calming Divine Zhenzhus at this moment, these two Western Faith experts wouldn’t utter a single harsh word and would directly turn and leave…

At this moment, that tall and thin old Daoist was completely bewildered, looking left and right before transmitting to Zhao Gongming:

“Junior Brother Gongming, should, should this poor Daoist lie down too?”

“No,” Zhao Gongming maintained his composure and hurriedly transmitted, “I’ll hold them here first!

Senior Brother, quickly go to the South Jambudvipa Continent, along the South Sea coast, find any Sea God Temple, and go in to find the South Sea God.

When the Sea God’s avatar appears, Senior Brother Yellow Dragon just tell him what happened here, ask for a solution, and I will go thank the Sea God later!”

The tall and thin old Daoist grew even more confused.

But hearing Zhao Gongming’s urgent tone, this expert among the Enlightenment Teaching’s Twelve Golden Immortals didn’t think much more, immediately deploying divine abilities to break out of the grand formation here and shoot northward.

This primordial… primordial chaos…

Had the times changed?

…

On Lesser Jade Peak.

【The story of Master and Forgetting Emotions Superior reuniting is truly difficult to orchestrate.】

However, this effort wasn’t wasted – though they hadn’t yet expressed their feelings to each other, they could now communicate normally…

At most two more times, and they would be like dry tinder meeting fierce flames, in perfect harmony.

Li Changshou used his divine sense to look at Little Senior Master and Forgetting Emotions Superior strolling behind Lesser Jade Peak, and feeling poetic in his heart, couldn’t help but intone internally:

‘Originally a pair of mandarin ducks,

Separated after two quarrels.

All say immortals make good couples,

Yet it’s tsundere meets brooding soul.’

Not bad, not bad, showing improvement, and it even rhymed!

Li Changshou suddenly heard several soft verses from behind – it was his junior sister Ling’e playing the zither, her red lips slightly parted as she sang softly along with the falling of her fingertips on the strings:

“Late falls the flower’s shadow,

Weary birds sink in rosy clouds.

Thoughts of you arise unbidden,

As I cherish my colorful dress.”

Hmm?

Li Changshou glanced at her, and Ling’e immediately stopped the strings, pursed her lips, and gave her senior brother a silly smile…

She wasn’t hinting at anything!

“Fifty times through the Stability Scripture.”

“Oh,” Ling’e immediately looked pitiful.

Bear Lingli had already run off to feed the spirit beasts in the spirit beast garden. She truly couldn’t appreciate or adapt to the atmosphere here, afraid she would fall asleep and her thunderous snoring would disturb them.

Just like how before leaving home, she would often disturb her parents at night…

Li Changshou watched Forgetting Emotions Superior and his Master for another while;

Forgetting Emotions Superior had arranged immortal power around the two of them, so Li Changshou couldn’t hear what they were saying without alerting him.

Just then…

Several figures stealthily approached from the foot of Lesser Jade Peak, gliding on clouds along the treetops.

In the lead was the short Daoist no taller than five feet – Jiu Wu.

Behind Jiu Wu were Wine Gift, Wine Fawn, Wine Qi, and one more who had wrapped their entire body in a blanket with only a small face showing…

Oh, Jiu Jiu.

With such attire, Li Changshou had almost not recognized her.

Ever since Little Senior Master returned, Jiu Jiu had completely acted as if encountering a natural enemy;

If not for several senior sisters and brothers insisting on bringing her along, she definitely wouldn’t have left her set of luxurious grand formations!

These five senior brothers, junior brothers, senior sisters, and junior sisters together crept to the lakeside thatched cottage;

Li Changshou had already transmitted to Jiu Wu and Jiu Jiu, telling them to act as if appreciating the calligraphy and paintings.

Coming to Lesser Jade Peak to practice the art of gossip was naturally fine, as long as they didn’t disturb those two who were preparing to work on the Yin-Yang Great Dao.

Shortly after, Forgetting Emotions Superior’s five disciples stealthily entered the ‘exhibition’ maze formation; Li Changshou directly turned off the maze formation, letting them observe the situation behind the mountain…

Soon after, Jiu Wu lowered his body and quietly came before Li Changshou, asking with full concern:

“Changshou, how are things going here?”

“What matter is Uncle asking about?”

“My master and your Master, don’t play dumb with your Uncle!”

Jiu Wu transmitted face to face: “Have they reconciled?”

“This, I don’t know either.

I’m just a junior disciple, how dare I inquire into these senior experts’ marriage matters.”

Li Changshou smiled calmly and transmitted back: “Uncle, how do the other Wine family uncles and aunts view this matter?”

“How else could we view it? We are disciples, how could we interfere in Master’s matters?”

Jiu Wu smiled and continued transmitting:

“This is naturally a great joyous matter. Long ago, we heard Big Senior Sister mention many times that Master had a deeply loved woman.

Master would often stare at a portrait alone – even when the portrait had lost its colors and become unclear, Master still wouldn’t put it away.

After Little Nine entered the sect and Master brought her here several times, we few finally knew that the woman Master kept in his heart was this Master Jiang.”

Jiu Wu paused and chuckled twice, transmitting:

“If this works out, what congratulatory gift will you give my Master, nephew?”

Li Changshou smiled: “Your disciple’s specialties are merely pills and wines.”

Jiu Wu immediately made a series of winks and eyebrow gestures, “My Master’s cultivation is profound, he has kept himself pure for so many years, how would he need those things!”

“Oh?” Li Changshou blinked, “Hearing Uncle’s words, it seems Uncle hasn’t kept himself pure.

Senior Sister Wine Gift, please don’t draw your sword!”

“Aiya!”

Jiu Wu was completely startled, jumping away in one step with lightning speed, directly into the lake.

Jiu Wu turned his head to look and saw Li Changshou standing alone under the willow tree, while his dao partner was more than ten zhang away, ostensibly appreciating paintings with junior brothers and sisters while secretly observing the situation behind the mountain.

Jiu Wu glared at Li Changshou, his eyes full of resentment.

This short Daoist sheepishly emerged from the lake water, shook the water off his Daoist robe, stamped his feet, and transmitted angrily: “You just know how to trap your Uncle!”

Li Changshou calmly looked at the sky and transmitted with a smile: “Could it be Uncle has a guilty conscience?

Could it be you went to find that fox demon pressed under the mountain gate?”

“Go away, don’t baselessly sully my reputation!”

Jiu Wu put both hands in his sleeves and said irritably:

“My feelings for your Senior Sister Wine Gift are as clear as the sun and moon, as evident as heaven and earth, absolutely without second thoughts!

Ahem, let’s talk about something serious.

Changshou, my Big Senior Sister heard that Master Jiang has many good friends outside…

What do you think, among these people, could there be someone who… um… it’s not good to speak of it this way.

As disciples, we are just somewhat worried that several people might suddenly appear to compete for romantic attention with Master.

That would affect the Master’s cultivation mindset. Master’s tribulation is imminent, and in such circumstances, it’s best to avoid what can be avoided.”

Li Changshou said seriously: “I will ask Master about this matter later, Uncle need not worry.”

Jiu Wu hurriedly said: “Then I’ll trouble Nephew Changshou.”

“This is just a small matter,” Li Changshou transmitted, “Uncle, I also have something I want to ask of you.”

“Oh? Please speak freely.”

Li Changshou took out a scroll from his chest and directly stuffed it into Jiu Wu’s arms, saying softly:

“These are some small suggestions for Ancestral Uncle Forgetting Emotions.

My Master is ultimately shy, it would be better for the man to take initiative in this matter.”

Jiu Wu’s eyes lit up, and he imperceptibly put the scroll into the storage treasure pouch sewn into his sleeve.

The two looked at each other and shared knowing smiles.

“What are you two whispering about?”

Wine Gift called from behind, “Crow-crow come here, look at this painting, what do you think?

I want to exchange spirit stones for it, to decorate our room.”

Jiu Wu answered and immediately slipped back.

But Li Changshou called out:

“The paintings here are all just practice works your disciple did when bored. If Uncles and Aunts like any, please take them freely.”

Forgetting Emotions Superior’s seventh disciple Wine Qi smiled from the side: “If these are just practice works at this level, nephew, do you have any masterpieces? Bring them out to broaden our horizons.”

Li Changshou immediately smiled and shook his head.

Nearby Jiu Wu smiled: “Seventh Junior Brother, don’t ask too much about this, you absolutely cannot look at Nephew Changshou’s masterpieces!”

Wine Qi immediately became interested and chased after Jiu Wu with questions.

Li Changshou didn’t say much more from the side.

The masterpieces Uncle Jiu Wu knew of were just the “Hundred Beauties Aging Portrait” and “Hundred Beauties Aged Portrait”, which only counted as minor achievements.

Now, he had even more powerful ones!

Without any warning, Li Changshou’s heart received a faint call…

‘Sea God… Sea God… friend… can you hear…’

Hmm?

This call was intermittent, and the ‘signal’ was very weak.

Li Changshou’s left hand retracted into his sleeve, immediately calculating with finger formations, sending out a portion of divine thought following the sound, landing on one of his statues being called.

Upon reaching this statue, Li Changshou was also startled.

This wasn’t an ‘official Sea God statue’.

This was a mud statue enshrined in a coastal fishing village with two large characters written on it – Sea God…

But this place was also counted among his locations for collecting incense fire merits, and this mud statue also had a connection to him.

Such a simple mud statue wasn’t counted among his current twenty-three thousand six hundred plus statues.

But thinking again, to be able to directly alert him, the Sea God himself, in such a place and have the call transmitted into his heart…

The caller was no ordinary person.

Li Changshou used divine thought to observe this somewhat familiar but unplaceable Daoist before the mud statue, carefully examining him for a while.

This person was tall and thin, wearing loose light yellow Daoist robes, bound with a common Daoist hairpin, his palms like fan leaves, his overall bearing giving people a sense of carefree transcendence.

His countenance was unusual, his forehead wide and long, his eyes elongated, somewhat similar in shape to his Second Teaching Lord Ao Yi’s eyes…

Moreover, this person emanated a faint pressure and also had a slight mysterious dao rhythm of returning to primordial simplicity…

In terms of cultivation, he was an expert.

The old Daoist cupped his hands and called out again: “Sea God, Sea God can you hear? Has the Sea God come?”

A mortal auntie carrying a bamboo basket happened to pass by and couldn’t help but remind him:

“You strange old man, why are you randomly shouting at the Sea God statue?

We only have a small deity statue invited back here, if you want to worship the Sea God, you should go to the big temple in the city!”

“Ah, thanks for the reminder, thanks for the reminder.”

The old Daoist wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned, and directly mounted a cloud, heading toward the nearest big city.

The passing auntie couldn’t help being startled, the bamboo basket on her wrist falling to the ground, spilling out a ground full of…

Old salted fish.