The mortal realm, Peach Mountain!
Peach Mountain was not a particularly tall mountain. On the contrary, it was rather inconspicuous.
If Qin Hong had not sensed Haotian's magical restriction within it, he might not have been able to locate it accurately among the mountains.
Upon arriving before Peach Mountain, Yang Jian and Yang Chan's expressions clearly became sorrowful. Watching their mother trapped beneath the mountain while being powerless to help—only they knew that pain.
"Alright, alright!" Qin Hong patted Yang Jian on the back and rubbed Yang Chan's little head.
"Why are you crying? We'll get your mother out soon..."
As he spoke, Qin Hong took the Sky Burning Fan he had previously used to slap people from his robes and handed it to Yang Jian.
"Second Brother Yang, use this and save your mother with your own hands. I won't interfere!"
"You're a member of the Interception Sect now, and Sister Chan even calls me Big Brother!"
"Madam Yang is naturally a member of the Interception Sect too!"
"Once Interception Sect, always Interception Sect. With the Interception Sect here, you don't need to worry about Haotian coming to cause trouble!"
"Mm..."
Hearing Qin Hong's words, Yang Jian nodded. With the Interception Sect's protection, there was naturally no need to fear Haotian anymore.
It was simply that he did not know how to repay such immense kindness!
"The Young Sect Master has shown boundless kindness to Yang Jian's family. Yang Jian will brave death ten thousand times for the Young Sect Master!"
As he spoke, Yang Jian nearly knelt before Qin Hong.
"Ah..." Qin Hong raised a hand and pulled Yang Jian back up.
"What are you doing, Second Brother Yang? What are you saying? If you die, wouldn't Sister Chan and Madam Yang be devastated? Cultivating diligently is