The Yashan Beast Trapping Arena was created by excavating a large area at the base of Yashan, forming a spacious martial arts training ground.

Unlike the Lingzhao Summit above, the Beast Trapping Arena was filled with an indescribable harsh and fierce atmosphere. Being underground, there was insufficient light, and with black, heavy stones surrounding them on all sides, looking up only gave one a sense of oppression.

The stone walls around were carved with ancient patterns, seemingly left by Yashan’s predecessors.

The entire Beast Trapping Arena was circular in shape, with the ground sunken down in part, leaving a ring of considerable width as spectator seating.

At this moment, looking up, the upper area was packed shoulder to shoulder with heads – quite a number of Yashan disciples had gathered around, watching intently below with rapt attention, not blinking an eye.

As a “thud” sound of a human body hitting the ground came from below, the crowd above suddenly burst into exclamations!

“So strong!”

“Amazing…”

“Worthy of being Second Senior Brother…”

In the arena, Qu Zhengfeng slowly withdrew his fist, his fluttering robes gradually settling back into place.

The young man in the ochre-colored long robe had fallen to the ground, rolling outward twice before finally stopping in a disheveled state. Not far beside him stood another person, also with blood at the corner of his mouth, watching this scene with a gaze that mixed shock with reverence.

Everyone present knew that the one who had fallen was the son of Elder Qi Boyuan, one of Yashan’s Four Great Elders. He had just formed his Golden Core two days ago and was named Qi Shaofeng. His face still carried some youthful innocence, and he was considered one of Yashan’s more outstanding disciples in recent years.

The one still standing had also formed his Golden Core not long ago. He was a disciple under Elder Xihe of the long eyebrows, named Sun Chao. He appeared mature and steady, but when looking at Qu Zhengfeng before him, uncontrollable fervor would surge in his eyes.

Among Yashan disciples, the one with the highest cultivation – Qu Zhengfeng.

Even though he had been trapped at the Nascent Soul Peak for over a hundred years, no one had ever been able to shake his position.

Today’s match was originally Qi Shaofeng and Sun Chao, two disciples who had just formed their Golden Core, joining forces to battle Qu Zhengfeng. Moreover, Qu Zhengfeng absolutely would not use cultivation beyond the Golden Core stage, relying purely on physical strength, yet he could achieve such devastating results!

They were completely no match for him!

Sun Chao stood in place, withdrawing his gaze from the disheveled Qi Shaofeng, then bowed to Qu Zhengfeng: “Thank you for Second Senior Uncle’s guidance.”

Qi Shaofeng, still on the ground, quickly scrambled up, his face showing three parts embarrassment and seven parts shame, his ears turning red as he hurriedly spoke: “Thank you for Second Senior Uncle’s guidance. Shaofeng’s skills are lacking, making Second Senior Uncle laugh.”

“You two have just formed your Golden Core, your foundations are unstable, your skills lacking, and your Dao Seals too mixed. Being defeated by me is natural – there’s no need to take it to heart.”

Looking at these two standing before him, Qu Zhengfeng’s voice could still be considered gentle.

The Yashan Beast Trapping Arena was such a place for mutual sparring. Most of the time, Yashan disciples were here, and Qu Zhengfeng would occasionally come by, naturally not lacking in guidance for junior disciples with lower cultivation.

Events like today’s had already occurred countless times, and everyone had grown accustomed to it.

After sparring, providing guidance was something that would benefit everyone greatly, especially since Qu Zhengfeng was the number one person below the Out-of-Body stage. Getting a few words from him would certainly be beneficial for cultivation.

However, today’s Qu Zhengfeng was not able to finish his words.

“Second Brother, come here!”

A loud voice came from the distance.

Everyone froze, then their mouths twitched. In all of Yashan, the only one who could shout like this was Master Uncle Fudao Shanren.

Qu Zhengfeng looked back, his gaze passing through layer upon layer of people, and saw Fudao Shanren standing in the distance, and…

Jian Chou standing not far behind him.

His eyebrows raised slightly, and Qu Zhengfeng turned back: “You two go cultivate on your own.”

“Yes.”

Sun Chao and Qi Shaofeng both quickly cupped their hands in salute, seeing Qu Zhengfeng off.

Among them, Qi Shaofeng couldn’t help but look into the distance, only catching sight of the woman in dark blue robes standing beside Fudao Shanren.

Though he had only seen her from afar a few times, however…

Wasn’t this Senior Grand Uncle?

She had actually returned?

Over there, Jian Chou stood behind Fudao Shanren, gazing into the distance.

The situation with Qu Zhengfeng naturally fell clearly into her sight. So all of Yashan’s excitement was here to watch. Quite a few people, hearing the voice, turned their heads, and those nearby even bowed to Fudao Shanren.

Walking out from the Beast Trapping Arena, people on both sides made way for Qu Zhengfeng, parting like water.

He wore a dark robe, his steps neither hurried nor slow as he walked over, finally reaching them and smiling as he bowed: “Disciple pays respects to Master.”

Then, looking at Jian Chou, his eyes seemed to carry some curiosity: “Senior Sister has actually returned…”

“Alright, your senior sister’s affairs are known to all your junior brothers. If you’re interested, ask about it later.”

Fudao Shanren answered impatiently for Jian Chou, directly waving his hand.

He glanced at Qi Shaofeng and Sun Chao who were walking out of the Beast Trapping Arena, and couldn’t help but frown: “Teaching people a lesson again?”

“Nephew Qi and Nephew Sun both formed their Golden Core recently…” Qu Zhengfeng touched his nose and smiled, “They wanted to test their own strength, so how could I not cooperate?”

“That boy Shaofeng is the precious son of that old goods Qi Boyuan. Aren’t you afraid of being given trouble if you beat him up?”

Muttering under his breath, Fudao Shanren sighed.

Hearing this, Qu Zhengfeng’s eyelids drooped, looking somewhat helpless: “When it comes to protecting one’s own, Elder Qi can’t compare to you, Master.”

After saying this, he inexplicably glanced at Jian Chou.

Jian Chou was watching him at this moment. Being looked at like this for no reason left her somewhat puzzled. Before she could figure out what that look meant, Fudao Shanren beside her exploded.

“Protecting one’s own? Who are you talking about! Who are you talking about!”

Without hesitation, he kicked out, Fudao Shanren’s neck stiffened and his eyes glared.

“What’s wrong with protecting one’s own? Isn’t protecting one’s own good? If I hadn’t protected you before, you would have been beaten to a pulp by the Four Elders long ago! How could you run rampant in our Yashan?”

“Stop kicking…”

There were so many people here.

Qu Zhengfeng forcibly suppressed the impulse to beat up his master, smiling as he changed the subject: “Master, what did you need me for?”

“Oh…”

Halfway through a kick, Fudao Shanren slowly pulled back, slapping his forehead: “Zheng Yao wants you for something. Go take a trip – it’s quite urgent.”

Jian Chou thought it should be about the Qingfeng Nunnery hidden realm.

Qu Zhengfeng himself didn’t know, but he glanced at Jian Chou, wondering in his heart why Fudao Shanren had brought Jian Chou here. However, he didn’t ask much, simply cupping his hands: “Then this disciple will immediately go to Lanyue Hall.”

“Go, go.”

Fudao Shanren waved his hand with a look of disdain.

Qu Zhengfeng smiled helplessly and walked toward where Jian Chou and the others had come from.

One step, two steps.

His footsteps were very steady, seemingly neither hurried nor slow, but when passing by Jian Chou’s side, he suddenly paused and turned his head to look at her.

“After more than ten days apart, Senior Sister Jian Chou’s cultivation has advanced another step. Congratulations.”

His voice was too shallow, too light, seeming both sincere and insincere.

Jian Chou really couldn’t hear any meaning in it. She couldn’t help but turn her head to look at Qu Zhengfeng.

At this moment, Qu Zhengfeng was still looking at her, but after seeing her turn to look at him, he didn’t say another word. He slightly curved his lips, nodded to Jian Chou, then turned and walked toward the outside.

In the Beast Trapping Arena where the light wasn’t very sufficient, his dark figure seemed about to merge with the surrounding shadows.

After walking two more steps, that silhouette blurred and finally disappeared from sight.

When coming, Jian Chou and Fudao Shanren had come from Guihe Well. There seemed to be some special passage below, and Qu Zhengfeng appeared to have left through this passage.

Jian Chou frowned, not withdrawing her gaze for a long time.

Fudao Shanren was ready to leave, having already taken two steps, but finding no one following, he couldn’t help but look back: “What’s wrong?”

“…Nothing.”

Jian Chou quickly turned back, smiled, and walked to Fudao Shanren’s side. Her gaze swept over the Beast Trapping Arena ahead once more. The two Yashan disciples who had battled Qu Zhengfeng earlier had long since left the Beast Trapping Arena and walked to the side.

“Does Junior Brother Qu often compete with people here?”

“More or less.”

Fudao Shanren walked along the circular edge of the Beast Trapping Arena. On the opposite side, there seemed to be another long passage.

“Sometimes, having a fight actually makes one feel much more comfortable. Moreover…”

His voice suddenly stopped strangely, and Fudao Shanren laughed: “This batch of Yashan disciples is rather lacking in discipline.”

…

Jian Chou was left speechless.

In her mind, what inexplicably surfaced was the illusion she had seen in the Killing Red Small Realm.

She wanted to ask something, but seeing Fudao Shanren’s back as he walked ahead, strangely silent, she withdrew her questioning thoughts.

Turning around the Beast Trapping Arena, another long passage appeared ahead.

At this moment, quite a few disciples were coming out from inside – some yawning, some stretching, and others holding jade slips and studying them. When they came out and saw Fudao Shanren, they would all stop to pay respects: “Greetings to Master Uncle, Senior Grand Uncle.”

Fudao Shanren, leading Jian Chou, casually nodded and walked straight in.

This passage became narrow.

Jian Chou saw many narrow doors in the passage, some with Yashan disciples’ name plates hanging on them, others blank.

Fudao Shanren explained: “You’ve been cultivating for several months now and should have a basic understanding of current affairs in Shijiu Zhou. A cultivator’s cultivation is the foundation of everything, but cultivation doesn’t equal a person’s strength in battle. That is to say, your cultivation doesn’t equal combat power. Yashan’s Beast Trapping Arena came about for this reason – it’s a place to temper disciples.”

Cultivation didn’t mean peace and tranquility; it even meant more cruel changes.

Though Yashan stood high and aloof, it couldn’t avoid this custom.

In fact, the more transcendent a sect, the more it shouldn’t extinguish its fighting spirit.

Because danger was always present.

His gaze swept over door after door, and Fudao Shanren said: “I didn’t bring you here before because your cultivation was still shallow, but now your progress is quite fast, and you happen to walk the path of fierce strength – exactly the type where combat power exceeds cultivation level. If you have time in the future, you might as well come here often.”

Jian Chou nodded.

“Disciple understands.”

She was quite curious about this Beast Trapping Arena, but even more curious about whether Fudao Shanren had come here to solve the Dijiang Guyu matter.

Just as this thought arose, Fudao Shanren’s footsteps stopped.

It turned out they had reached the end. At the end of this passage was also a door, but much more spacious than those small doors before. Fudao Shanren pressed his palm against the door, which immediately emitted a gentle glow and became transparent.

“Come in.”

Fudao Shanren stepped forward and disappeared.

Inside the door, his figure reappeared.

A huge and magnificent stone cave finally appeared before him.

The ground was outlined with golden lines forming the contours of a formation, spreading from the center of the ground with seemingly faint golden liquid flowing within the lines, giving an impression of flowing light and changing colors at first glance.

The huge formation even extended to the high mountain walls, circling upward ring by ring, leaving a formation center on the dome of the mountain wall.

Above and below, two centers faced each other from afar, seemingly in resonance.

At the center of the ground, three feet above the ground, floated a huge black iron disc. The disc’s center had two sharp iron spikes, with sixteen other spikes distributed around the iron disc in a circle.

The entire iron disc floating in the air gave one a sense of ferocious coldness.

When Jian Chou stepped in, she immediately saw this disc and was drawn to its cold color and ferocious design.

Only then did she slowly notice the golden formations carved above and below.

“This is…”

“This is Yashan’s Seal Opening Ground.” Fudao Shanren chuckled, his voice carrying some pride as he placed the Dijiang Guyu onto the iron disc. “This iron disc is called the Myriad Laws Convergence Wheel, and its manufacturing method has long been lost. In all of Shijiu Zhou, there are probably no more than five of them. Our Yashan has one.”

Myriad Laws Convergence Wheel?

This name was rather strange.

Jian Chou’s gaze fell on it, and she saw the Dijiang Guyu, which had been looking around with wide eyes all along, now walking around on the Myriad Laws Convergence Wheel, occasionally jumping twice. As if discovering something fun, it actually giggled.

“Won’t it be in danger doing this?”

“Of course not.” Fudao Shanren walked around the Myriad Laws Convergence Wheel twice, his gaze becoming fervent as he rubbed his hands and chuckled sinisterly. “This Myriad Laws Convergence Wheel is for researching Innate Dao Seals. The things for researching Dao Seals haven’t come out yet.”

“Innate Dao Seals?”

Jian Chou had read so much in the Scripture Pavilion but had never seen anything mention “Innate Dao Seals,” so she couldn’t help but become curious.

Fudao Shanren poked the running Dijiang Guyu, as if studying where would be best to start cutting.

The Dijiang Guyu was completely unaware it was already in danger, still walking on its two thin, white legs to the center of the stone disc around the central spikes, nudging with its body, but the spikes remained motionless.

“The Dao Seals that cultivators cultivate are based on their meridians. Some people also observe the stars at night, watching how the stars in the sky operate, thus gaining inspiration for Dao Seals. All such Dao Seals are created by the cultivators themselves, called ordinary Dao Seals – what we now call Dao Seals. However… there’s a reason Dao Seals are called Dao Seals.”

“A reason?”

Jian Chou perked up her ears to listen.

Fudao Shanren smiled: “Dao Seals follow the Heavenly Dao to form seals, representing cultivation methods. Cultivators believe their Dao Seals follow the Heavenly Dao, but few know that some things are born with Dao Seals, called Innate Dao Seals.”

“Some things?”

That probably didn’t refer to people.

Jian Chou suddenly had a vague premonition.

“Exactly.”

Fudao Shanren had always been satisfied with Jian Chou’s perceptiveness.

He couldn’t help but pace two steps, turning back with glowing eyes to look at the Dijiang Guyu.

Besides humans, there are also spirits and monsters in the world. Over time, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, or with opportunities, they can also embark on the cultivation path, called demon cultivators.”

“Among such demon cultivators, the weak ones cultivate no differently from humans, but the strong ones like Dijiang are born with their innate abilities.”

“Among those favored by heaven, some can summon wind and rain, some have strength to lift mountains, some can swallow mountains and spit seas… These abilities are granted by Innate Dao Seals, naturally imprinted in the demon cultivator’s soul, perhaps present from birth or automatically appearing when cultivation reaches a certain level.”

“Because they are heaven-born rather than man-made, they often have power beyond human prediction.”

At this point, Fudao Shanren suddenly shrugged his shoulders.

Jian Chou was puzzled.

Fudao Shanren said, “Cultivators pursue longevity and the ability to move mountains and seas with a gesture, so they’ve long coveted the Innate Dao Seals of such powerful demon cultivators. Finally, a genius developed this Myriad Laws Convergence Wheel.”

“Myriad Laws Convergence means it can crack all Dao Seals of non-human cultivators. As long as… You have sufficient materials…”

Fudao Shanren’s voice suddenly became sinister as he bent over the Myriad Laws Convergence Wheel, his two bright eyes staring at the Dijiang Guyu in the center.

Jian Chou suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

Materials?

Could it be hunting?

“Master, you wouldn’t—”

“Don’t worry, just one drop of bone marrow will do.” Fudao Shanren rolled his eyes, looking back at Jian Chou with dissatisfaction. “Look at you, what kind of look is that? Are you suspecting Master would harm this little bone? Hm? Does Master seem like such a cruel person?!”

“Yes.”

Jian Chou nodded seriously.

“…”

For a moment, Fudao Shanren wanted to jump up and strangle this unfilial disciple, his eyes growing wider and wider.

Jian Chou quickly added, “Master seems like it, but isn’t.”

“That’s more like it.”

Seeing that Jian Chou still had some sense just as he was about to explode, Fudao Shanren snorted coldly.

Not bothering with this foolish disciple, business was important.

Fudao Shanren pointed at the Dijiang Guyu and said: “This Dijiang Guyu became a spirit on its own, but it’s not Dijiang Guyu – just a bone spirit. It has a drop of Dijiang bone marrow inside, and you said the Dijiang remnant soul you saw resided in this bone marrow. However, after years of weakening, it no longer has much power.”

This matched Jian Chou’s previous speculation.

She nodded.

Fudao Shanren continued: “For the bone jade, having this drop of bone marrow isn’t a good thing – it’s still controlled by the Dijiang remnant soul. So, in a moment, Master will extract the bone marrow and put it on the Myriad Laws Convergence Wheel to test. If we’re lucky, we might be able to derive one of ancient Dijiang’s Innate Dao Seals. If we succeed, we’ll have struck it rich… hehe, with your constitution…”

Unable to contain himself, thinking of possible success, Fudao Shanren couldn’t help but laugh lecherously.

Dragon Gate? Pang Dian? Zhou Chengjiang? Cultivation secret methods?

That’s all garbage!

My disciple has the Heavenly Void Constitution!

Heavenly! Void! Constitution!

Thousands of years ago, many cultivators coveted the Innate Dao Seals of ancient divine beasts or powerful demon cultivators, but when they finally managed to derive the Dao Seals through deduction, they discovered they couldn’t cultivate them at all!

Human bodies have human meridians and acupoints, while demon cultivators aren’t human.

Moreover, divine beasts and demon cultivators come in many varieties, each with their unique meridian characteristics.

How could normal cultivators completely follow Innate Dao Seals in their cultivation?

So, this Myriad Laws Convergence Wheel was developed, but gradually became a white elephant.

Even if powerful cultivators hunted all divine beasts and demon cultivators, they couldn’t perfectly replicate their true innate abilities.

Over time, as ancient divine beasts fell one by one and demon cultivator forces were driven out, cultivator research into Innate Dao Seals finally reached its end, with no one mentioning it anymore.

Even this Myriad Laws Convergence Wheel gradually disappeared in the long river of time.

Only Yashan had accidentally obtained one from a thousand-year-old secret realm, thus preserving it intact.

Fudao Shanren never expected this thing would have a day to be useful again.

His fingers caressed the fine patterns on the disc, rough and dry…

This disc had once been stained with the blood of countless demon cultivators.

“Sigh…”

With a long sigh, Fudao Shanren looked at Jian Chou: “You have the Heavenly Void Constitution – your body has no fixed meridians. So, no matter how mysterious and strange a Dao Seal, you can cultivate it. If we’re lucky and use this Myriad Laws Convergence Wheel to derive a Dao Seal, why worry about not being able to dominate the Left Three Thousand? Even if cultivation is slower, improved combat power is sufficient.”

“…”

Jian Chou couldn’t speak for a moment.

Even if cultivation is slower…

She smiled: “Master is still afraid I’ll cultivate too fast and die too early.”

“Bah! You understand nothing!” Fudao Shanren rolled his eyes and roared: “I’m afraid you’ll lose! That’s my savings of several hundred years! What if you get lazy and don’t cultivate? Hm? Where would my face go then?! You—”

“Alright, alright, disciple knows her mistake, disciple knows her mistake…”

This voice made her head hurt.

Jian Chou laughed inwardly but felt warm in her heart, quickly changing the subject: “So Master is going to extract the bone marrow from the bone jade now? How?”

Every time she admits fault so quickly!

Fudao Shanren wanted to scold more, but couldn’t find words, having to swallow all the words he was about to say.

This was choking him to death!

After cursing Jian Chou a hundred times as a fool in his heart, Fudao Shanren reached out and somehow produced a chicken leg, bringing it close to the Dijiang Guyu while saying to Jian Chou: “To extract bone marrow, don’t worry. I just had you use the Eye-Dotting Brush to draw a mouth on it, so we can avoid the hard exterior of the Dijiang Guyu and extract bone marrow from its mouth.”

“From its mouth?”

Jian Chou’s eye twitched, suddenly having an ominous premonition.

Fudao Shanren’s full attention was on the Dijiang Guyu, paying no attention to Jian Chou.

He waved the chicken leg in his hand, offering it to the Dijiang Guyu for the first time: “Little bone, look at this chicken leg – so tender, so fat, so oily… Want to eat it?”

Completely the tone of coaxing a child!

The Dijiang Guyu tilted its head, its one large and one small eye blinking as it looked at Fudao Shanren, then at the chicken leg before it, seeming somewhat interested.

Seeing this, the smile on Fudao Shanren’s face became even more benevolent: “Such fragrant chicken leg, want to eat it? Little bone…”

Behind him, Jian Chou felt somewhat dazed, feeling like she couldn’t even find her voice.

“Master… what exactly are you doing…”

“Shh…”

Fudao Shanren was using the chicken leg to tempt the Dijiang Guyu. Hearing her question, he quickly turned back and made a shushing gesture.

At this moment, his expression was serious to the extreme: “I’m tempting it to drool.”

“…”

Jian Chou looked at him quietly, unable to say a word.

Fudao Shanren immediately became dissatisfied: “What do you mean? What kind of look is that? Master has sold out his dignity for your Dao Seal, oh no, even sold out his chicken leg! You’re utterly ungrateful!”

“Disciple hasn’t had time yet…”

Jian Chou wanted to defend herself.

“Oh! So you haven’t had time yet!” Fudao Shanren couldn’t believe his ears, immediately covering his heart. “My heart hurts so much…”

“Master…”

Jian Chou’s gaze inadvertently fell behind him, and she suddenly widened her eyes.

Fudao Shanren still covered his heart: “Don’t talk to me! I don’t have such an ungrateful disciple!”

“Master!”

Jian Chou tried to speak.

Fudao Shanren remained impatient: “Can’t you stop interrupting me, scolding you?!”

“…”

Fine.

Blinking, Jian Chou pointed behind him.

“Master, your chicken leg.”

“Hm?”

Chicken leg?!

Fudao Shanren suddenly shuddered, immediately turning around. At one look, he nearly had his soul leave his body in anger!

“My chicken leg!”

Just during the moment he had turned around, the Dijiang Guyu had bitten into the chicken leg and was crunching away at it. In just the blink of an eye, most of the chicken leg was already gone!

Fudao Shanren’s heart was bleeding, his eyes immediately reddening.

“Aiya, you damned bone, give me back my chicken leg!”

Standing in place, Jian Chou only saw a white blur flash by – the eye-dotted Dijiang Guyu, carrying the chicken leg bigger than itself, ran off!

Fudao Shanren chased after it without hesitation, also running very fast!

While running, he shouted: “Dare to eat my chicken leg, I’ll beat you to death! Stop right there!!!”

…

For some reason, she felt empty and powerless inside.

Jian Chou pressed her forehead, listening to the shouting nearby, thinking silently: I should just go out first.

Thinking this, she turned around and stepped out through the giant door.

Fudao Shanren’s angry shouts and the Dijiang Guyu’s fleeing figure were immediately hidden behind the stone door.

Jian Chou felt her head clear up, looking back at this softly glowing giant door, she sighed heavily.

“No matter how I look at it, it seems unreliable…”

“S-Senior Grand Uncle?”

Just as Jian Chou was sighing, a voice with some hesitation and shyness suddenly sounded, carrying some uncertainty.

Jian Chou looked up and saw standing not far ahead a young man in ochre-colored robes, with red lips and white teeth, his eyes showing some intelligence, though his face bore some blue-purple marks, revealing some youthful innocence.

Wasn’t this the young man who had battled with Qu Zhengfeng earlier?

Jian Chou recognized him but didn’t know his identity.

Qi Shaofeng naturally knew Jian Chou didn’t recognize him, so he quickly cupped his hands: “Qi Shaofeng pays respects to Senior Grand Uncle.”

Qi Shaofeng?

Jian Chou noted the name and walked forward two steps, smiling: “No need for such formality. I saw you earlier – you and another person were sparring with Junior Brother Qu in the arena.”

Jian Chou had indeed been present earlier.

Qi Shaofeng felt somewhat embarrassed, his ears reddening again as he seemed somewhat flustered.

“The one who sought guidance from Senior Uncle Qu with me was Senior Brother Sun Chao, a disciple of Elder Xihe. But since Senior Uncle Qu has left, he didn’t stay long either. I… I just formed my Golden Core recently and am still far behind. Fearing father’s reproach, I planned to cultivate more before returning.”

“Father?”

This was the first time Jian Chou had heard this word in Shijiu Zhou, especially in Yashan, so she was somewhat surprised.

She thought carefully and suddenly remembered hearing someone mention it.

Among Yashan’s current Four Great Elders, only Elder Qi Boyuan had once had a Dao companion and had a son.

Looking back at Qi Shaofeng, Jian Chou understood: “Your father is Elder Qi?”

“Uh…” Qi Shaofeng couldn’t help but reach up and touch the back of his head, looking quite embarrassed as he reluctantly said, “I’m making Senior Grand Uncle laugh. I always bring shame to father…”

None of Yashan’s elders were below Out-of-Body cultivation, yet he was merely at initial Golden Core formation, his cultivation hardly comparable to the sect’s top geniuses. Earlier, he had been easily defeated by Qu Zhengfeng – truly not a glorious matter.

Jian Chou didn’t know the full story behind this, only feeling that this young man seemed overly shy.

She looked back at the stone door, hearing no movement inside. Presumably, Fudao Shanren was still competing with the Dijiang Guyu.

Why not…

Slack off a bit?

Her gaze flickered slightly as she looked at him with curiosity: “Do you come to this Beast Trapping Arena often?”

“Not exactly often – Senior Brother Sun comes more frequently.”

Qi Shaofeng had also been curious about this “Senior Grand Uncle” for a long time, but hearing that Senior Grand Uncle was either in seclusion or traveling, he hadn’t had any chance to interact with her these past months.

Now that they were talking, he found Senior Grand Uncle approachable and completely different from Senior Uncle Qu.

Qi Shaofeng couldn’t help but talk more.

“Senior Brother Sun most admires Senior Uncle Qu. Since Senior Uncle Qu often comes here, they often come here too.”

Jian Chou listened while moving her feet toward the outside.

The outline of the Beast Trapping Arena gradually appeared before her eyes again.

“Junior Brother Qu also comes often…”

Qi Shaofeng nodded, not quite understanding Jian Chou’s meaning, only sharing what he knew: “Yes, often, but he’s always very restrained when fighting. Senior Uncle Qu doesn’t use Dao Seals or cultivation levels – even so, none of us can defeat him.”

At this moment, the large circular arena outside had completely revealed itself before Jian Chou’s eyes.

At Qi Shaofeng’s words, her eyebrows suddenly moved.

Turning her head, Jian Chou looked at Qi Shaofeng.

Qi Shaofeng’s face immediately reddened: “S-Senior Grand Uncle, what’s wrong?”

“Not using Dao Seals or cultivation – what do you mean by this?” Jian Chou asked directly.

Qi Shaofeng hadn’t expected Jian Chou to ask about this.

He thought of something else.

“Not using Dao Seals or cultivation means Senior Uncle Qu only relies on the strength of his flesh, blood, muscles, and bones to fight us. But shamefully, over these decades, none of us have been able to defeat Senior Uncle Qu – regardless of realm…”

Jian Chou stopped listening to the rest.

The Beast Trapping Arena before her had become quiet at some point, no longer showing a single person, as if with one person’s departure, no one else would pay attention here.

In her mind, Qu Zhengfeng’s retreating figure appeared.

And also…

That fierce, sharp attack on the sword-sheathing summit in the past.

He was indeed practicing Body Refinement.

Very strong.

Her gaze immediately became strange.

Jian Chou looked at this vast underground space and couldn’t help but squint and smile.

She slowly turned back to look at the young, inexperienced Yashan disciple behind her: “You just formed your Golden Core?”

Qi Shaofeng was stunned, feeling that Jian Chou’s gaze…

It was particularly captivating.

It wasn’t intimidating pressure, yet it was so bright it made one tremble involuntarily.

He paused for a moment before replying: “I formed my Golden Core just three days ago.”

“Do you still have the strength for a fight?”

Jian Chou’s gaze fell on the blue-purple bruises on Qi Shaofeng’s face as she asked lightly.

A… a fight?

Qi Shaofeng suddenly raised his head, widening his eyes in surprise as he stared at Jian Chou.