"Is the Jiang Family still poor now?"
Qi Yuan descended in a blood-red robe, peerlessly handsome.
His appearance stirred Jiang Ruhua's heart.
Why had he never noticed before that Qi Yuan was so devastatingly handsome?
"With Senior here, the Jiang Family isn't poor!" Jiang Ruhua said without blushing or skipping a beat.
Yet when he recalled how crazily he had once pursued Senior Blood Robe Sword God, his face grew a little hot.
Fortunately, Senior Blood Robe Sword God did not mind.
Otherwise, if Qi Yuan had casually shaken his aura back then, Jiang Ruhua would probably have been finished.
At that moment, Qi Yuan's gaze swept over the area.
This city had once been ordinary, with scarcely any Purple Mansion cultivators to be found.
Now, with a simple sweep of his senses, he discovered more than ten Yin Spirits.
Suddenly, Qi Yuan thought of something.
"You all remain Within the Netherworld. In a sense, you are also being raised in captivity by me. You've worked hard."
Back then, these people had been penned in by the Great Calamity, their lives and deaths held in its hands.
Now that the Great Calamity had fallen, the threat of Grand Brilliance Palace still remained.
These people could not leave Azure Wave World, nor could they ascend to the Upper Realm.
In a sense, the owner of the pasture had simply changed to Qi Yuan.
"Raised in captivity? I'm living perfectly well in Azure Wave World!" Jiang Ruhua replied without hesitation.
After all, for a Divine Infant True Lord like him, continuing to live in Azure Wave World was no different from before.
The expressions of the surrounding Yin Spirits all changed when Qi Yuan spoke.
"Senior has granted us the grace of salvation and rebirth. How would we dare harbor any resentment?"