Buzz—

In this mosquito’s sound, Li Changshou heard a hint of probing and timidity…

This little blood mosquito seemed to have suffered great grievance yet didn’t dare say a word, circling Li Changshou twice before carefully landing on the ear tip of Li Changshou’s paper puppet.

Naturally, it was Wenjing Daoist coming to pass information again.

The one earlier discovered and popped by Zhao Gongming was also such a blood mosquito…

Li Changshou naturally knew;

To be able to deliver messages to him promptly, Wenjing Daoist used blood mosquitoes to infect a group of sea fish in the waters south of An Shui City, borrowing the fishes’ weak souls for nurturing.

When there were important matters to communicate, the blood mosquitoes would devour the sea fishes’ souls and come directly from the South Sea.

Wenjing Daoist’s divine ability…

Though it harmed Heaven’s harmony, to be honest, it was indeed more convenient than his paper puppets.

Most importantly, it saved trees.

“Sir,” Wenjing Daoist’s voice transmitted into Li Changshou’s heart, truly carrying some grievance.

“Ah, just now two Daoist friends were drinking tea here, unexpectedly one friend accidentally hurt you,” Li Changshou said gently, “I couldn’t explain your identity to them. My apologies.”

The little mosquito trembled its wings;

In a certain cave dwelling in the Western Cattle Gift Continent, Wenjing Daoist couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

What did this mean?

First, intimidate, then comfort?

This approach was too formulaic.

Did he think that she, Wenjing Daoist, the august queen of the Black-Winged Blood Mosquito tribe, would be so easily fooled?

Of course!

She would…

Through this blood mosquito, Wenjing Daoist glanced at the landscape painting hanging in the center of the back hall, then thought of the fierce strong man’s aura she had captured earlier.

The one who just discovered her blood mosquito and directly popped it was… that old man who suddenly lay down in front of her that day!

Wenjing Daoist absolutely wouldn’t mistake him! She would recognize that fellow even if turned to ashes!

And this person, Wenjing Daoist was now completely certain, was the Jie Dao outer sect’s great disciple, Zhao Gongming who had a reputation for righteousness as vast as the clouds!

Doing such things, yet still called righteous as clouds…

Pah! The ways of the Dao sect’s Founding Father disciples were truly wild, and their hearts truly dirty!

Heh, Primordial World.

Though Wenjing Daoist complained in her heart, she didn’t dare expose her emotions, continuing to act grieved and pitifully to lower the South Sea God’s guard against her.

Li Changshou held a cup of tea and said leisurely:

“What major matter is it this time?”

“Sir, this time the Western School’s scheme was foiled by you, six Founding Father disciples were blocked by Zhao Gongming alone, causing the Western School’s efforts to go to waste, pointlessly losing so many secretly gathered demon soldiers…”

“Tell me something I don’t know.”

“Yes,” the little mosquito moved even closer, whispering a few words.

Li Changshou’s brows gradually furrowed deeper. Soon he waved his hand, letting Wenjing Daoist withdraw on her own.

The blood mosquito was about to self-destruct when Li Changshou remembered something and said gently:

“This time with the dragon palace siege, you did well in passing information.

A few days ago when you were outside the dragon palace, I was nearby with the Grand Magus. The Grand Magus already knows you now work for the Human Dao and won’t directly kill you when seeing you in the future.”

Hearing this, Wenjing Daoist was stunned;

She had no time to ask more questions as the blood mosquito went “pop” and shattered, turning into a wisp of blood qi that quickly dissipated…

In that cave-dwelling, Wenjing Daoist sat straight up, inexplicably breathing somewhat rapidly.

Her phoenix eyes slowly opened, her enchanting face carrying a hint of spring warmth, her mouth corners uncontrollably rising, yet also giving a slight humph.

“He… saw this Queen?”

Wenjing Daoist spoke fragrant words, lost in thought about something.

But soon, she showed a proud expression again, slowly lying back, continuing to manipulate her blood mosquito puppets scattered throughout the Four Seas.

Though she passed information to the Human Dao, she also couldn’t do what the Western School entrusted to her.

‘I wonder what the Human Dao is plotting, having me continue infiltrating the Western School.’

Wenjing Daoist knew very well.

To the Founding Fathers, she was just a slightly stronger ant. Presumably, the Human Dao side wouldn’t have her plot against the two Western School Founding Fathers…

At most, they would just have her do some dirty work like assassinations at some future moment.

‘In the end, the Human Dao and Western School are about the same. So-called great sects are all just like this.’

Wenjing Daoist licked her crimson lips, her eyes becoming more enchanting.

But the Founding Fathers’ disciples on both sides differed too much. The ones on the Human Dao side, both big and small law masters gave her quite a bit of…

Appetite…

In An Shui City’s Sea God Temple.

Just as the blood mosquito dispersed, Li Changshou stood up and slowly paced, carefully considering the news Wenjing Daoist brought.

The Western School had just held a battle defeat review meeting. According to Wenjing Daoist, some Founding Fathers’ disciples were furious, saying they wanted to plot against Zhao Gongming, but the other Founding Fathers’ disciples didn’t respond.

As expected, those managing the dragon-taming matter for the Western School were these Founding Fathers’ disciples—the Founding Fathers themselves hadn’t acted.

And just as he worried, Elder Zhao’s hate value in the West was a bit too high…

But Wenjing Daoist had only heard them mention this matter. How they would plot and when they would plot were all unknown variables.

Elder Zhao had just left earlier, saying he was returning to Mount Emei to cultivate, and saying if there were matters, Sea God’s little brother could directly find him in Luofu Cave on Mount Emei.

How should he warn Elder Zhao to be careful?

Or should he have Elder Zhao go to Three Immortal Island to avoid trouble?

Li Changshou thought seriously for a while, then felt that with Zhao Gongming’s methods and status, he wasn’t someone the Western School could plot against just because they wanted to.

Within the Western School, there were no particularly strong experts among the Founding Fathers disciples. The world’s great fortune now lay with humanity and the Dao sects.

He didn’t need to worry about Elder Zhao;

With his own Grand Magus’s promise, Zhao Gongming should have no worries facing the Western School.

In other words, unless the Great Tribulation of Canonization descended and the Dao sects killed each other, experts outside the Dao sects wanting to move against Zhao Gongming would find it as difficult as directly slapping the Originating Sect Leader.

‘If I wanted to plot against Elder Zhao, what method would I use?’

Li Changshou began thinking from the other perspective, quickly coming up with one or two ideas, but each method was like walking a tightrope above a cliff—one mistake meant his own death and dao destruction.

Thus…

“Can only wish Elder Zhao peace and longevity for hundreds of… kalpas in the future.”

Li Changshou laughed softly.

His heart began analyzing the second matter Wenjing Daoists conveyed—their subsequent arrangements.

The Western School still hadn’t given up the dragon-taming enterprise…

This relieved Li Changshou considerably.

These past few days, Li Changshou had been worried the Western School would wilt at first touch, abandoning pressuring the dragon clan, making the Heavenly Court’s desire to be the fisherman an absurd notion.

This was much better;

Though defeated yet not discouraged, continuing to rouse their spirits to make some schemes and plots, persisting in their original purpose—truly a model of contemporary great sects in the Primordial World!

Actually, the Western School’s several Founding Father disciples had now confirmed that the Dao sects had also set their sights on this fat piece of meat that was the dragon clan.

Their Western School, except for fortune, was not inferior to the three Dao sects in anything. If they retreated easily, wouldn’t that mean they feared the Dao sects?

Even if just to contend with the Dao sects and fight for this breath of air, they also had to quickly take down the dragon clan.

Things had become much more complicated, yet also much simpler.

The Western School had also become much more cautious after this setback.

According to the intelligence Wenjing Daoist passed on, the Western School’s next focus would be on the West Sea Dragon Palace, gradually infiltrating the dragon clan through puppets, using the dragon clan’s internal points of contradiction to push the dragon clan to the cliff’s edge.

In the battle at Ao Yi’s wedding, though the sea tribe rebel army lost troops and generals, the relationship between the Four Seas’ sea tribes and the dragon clan had also reached a freezing point.

With slight instigation, there would be an even larger-scale rebellion.

Moreover, the Western School would also mobilize more forces from the Three Thousand Worlds to continue besieging the dragon clan.

The Western School wanted to press down the dragon clan’s proud bearing, making the dragon clan actively kneel at the foot of Spirit Mountain, begging the Western School to take them as subordinates…

‘The West wants great prosperity, so they want to subdue the dragon clan.

What benefits are there to this great prosperity? Just becoming somewhat stronger?’

This question suddenly popped up in Li Changshou’s heart. After careful analysis, he still gained nothing.

“Forget it, whatever the case, peace is a fortune.”

After speaking, Li Changshou sent this paper puppet back to the underground paper puppet storage, turning most of his divine consciousness to the East Sea Dragon Palace wedding feast, continuing to eat, drink, and chat idly with old friend Master Yue and several celestial generals, as well as His Majesty the Jade Emperor’s avatar.

Song and dance arose again around the great hall. Sea maidens and clam maidens carrying various rare delicacies shuttled about—wherever they saw empty plates, they immediately went to replenish them.

Crystal Palace was lively everywhere, a scene of peace and prosperity.

Of course, Ao Yi and Jiang Si’er were no longer here;

According to dragon clan rules, the two had gone to their bridal chamber and couldn’t come out for three months, until they offered tea to the Dragon King.

During this period, the warm chamber was protected by several layers of dragon clan grand formations. Ordinary experts could hardly see through to the situation inside, letting the two do whatever they wanted.

Li Changshou had just chatted idly with Master Yue for a few words when this scene suddenly appeared in his heart:

[At Small Qiong Peak, Ling’e rode a cloud toward the pill room.]

Li Changshou immediately smiled and said: “Trouble Master Yue to watch my avatar, I have matters to handle elsewhere.”

“Very well.”

Master Yue nodded with a smile, quite used to this already.

…

In front of the pill room, Ling’e wearing a pure white flowing cloud dress slowly descended on a cloud.

This time something was different—Ling’e didn’t enter the pill room openly and properly, but rather tiptoed to the doorway. Her small hand gripped the doorframe as her head with gathered cloud bun secretly peeked in, looking into the pill room.

“Senior Brother…”

“What is it?”

Li Changshou’s figure stood up from in front of the pill furnace, turning to look at Ling’e.

However, Ling’e’s face suddenly reddened as she said softly: “Ancestral Master requests you go over.”

“If summoned then summoned—Ancestral Master is our elder, what need is there for the word ‘request’?”

Li Changshou lifted his robe, seeing Ling’e’s current state and immediately understanding something.

“Did Ancestral Master ask you some things that made you embarrassed?”

“Senior Brother, you heard?”

Ling’e was slightly surprised.

Li Changshou shook his head and laughed scoldingly: “It’s written all over your face, what need is there for me to hear?

Let’s go see it. Little Ancestral Master has indeed lost patience, wanting to take another step forward with Forgotten Emotions Upper Person.

That’s quite good.”

“Mm!”

Ling’e pursed her lips, following behind Senior Brother on the cloud, unconsciously moving a tiny bit closer to Senior Brother;

But raising her head to look at Li Changshou’s back, she couldn’t help thinking of the lake… Senior Brother suddenly…

Sizzle…

Hm? Li Changshou somewhat strangely turned his head to look at his junior sister, discovering Ling’e covering her face with both hands, white steam coming from her head…

Li Changshou was also quite shocked.

This girl, how had she still not gotten over it? It had been over ten years!

It was just a playful bump—if at that time he had kis… ahem, better not think too much about this, to avoid ‘having whatever kind of thoughts leads to whatever kind of behavior.’

Li Changshou rode the cloud bringing Ling’e to the grass house. Ling’e originally wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but Ancestral Master Jiang Lin’er’s voice had already transmitted out:

“Ling’e come in together.”

Ling’e could only lower her head and agree, following Senior Brother inside.

Jiang Lin’er wore a plain elegant long dress, kneeling behind a low table with her pretty face full of seriousness.

Seeing her two grand disciples enter the house, Jiang Lin’er raised her hand to arrange several layers of barriers, then looked at Li Changshou with a serious expression.

Then with a thump, Jiang Lin’er’s left hand clenched into a fist and lightly struck the table.

“Next! No one is allowed to laugh!”

This pair of senior-junior siblings immediately became somewhat confused.

“Rest assured, Ancestral Master,” Li Changshou said, “No matter how funny what we hear is, we won’t laugh, at least not out loud.”

Ling’e also repeatedly nodded, agreeing: “Mm, rest assured Ancestral Master!”

“I—!”

Jiang Lin’er took a deep breath, then instantly broke down. Amid long sighs, she趴 on the table sighing repeatedly, using the voice of someone about to die of thirst and hunger, hoarsely and weakly calling softly:

“Changshou, quickly come help me, your Ancestral Master really can’t hold on anymore.”

“Ancestral Master… what exactly is wrong?”

“Um…”

Jiang Lin’er’s face reddened, but then immediately returned to normal. She roused her spirits and sat up, even putting her hands on her hips.

[As long as one is righteous enough, things like embarrassment will naturally crumble]

“Let me speak plainly! I want to have further development with Fugui!

Ling’e said you have a kind of Male Heart Pill—give me a few pills, I’ll make him eat them and turn raw rice into cooked rice!”

Li Changshou: …

He turned his head to look at Ling’e. Ling’e hurriedly shook her head—she didn’t teach Ancestral Master this!

Little Ancestral Master had after all mixed in the outside world—what hadn’t she seen? Those things between men and women, even if she hadn’t eaten spirit pig meat, hadn’t she seen spirit pigs run?

“Ancestral Master, though Male Heart Pills would have an effect, they aren’t the right medicine for the symptoms.”

Li Changshou smiled slightly and took out a bottle of love water used in refining Male Heart Pills, placing it before Little Ancestral Master.

“Ancestral Master, this is called love water, refined from love parasites. It’s one of the main materials of Male Heart Pills. It can be mixed into wine…

However, before using it, it’s best to tell Forgotten Emotions Upper Person first, to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.”

“You have such a thing?!”

Jiang Lin’er blinked gently, putting away the porcelain bottle. She coughed twice, then righteously educated:

“Changshou, you mustn’t have random thoughts in this area.

Affairs between men and women should follow their natural course. Looking at these pills you refine, Male Heart Pills and Love Water and such.

Eww~”

How did it turn into disapproval?

“Ancestral Master, one bottle of love water costs six thousand six hundred spirit stones.”

“Uh, except for this kind of thing, you’re quite excellent in other aspects, haha, hahaha!

I’ll go prepare the wine first!”