Schemes and Calculations

After leaving Wang Zhongyou's cave abode, Nie Jianyuan shot Jiang Ping'an a resentful glare, then gave a cold snort and flew away through the air.

Jiang Ping'an remained composed and at ease.

First, he had not taken the initiative to ask for Feiquan Cave Mansion. Second, conflict and contention were unavoidable on the path of cultivation. Third, he was a disciple accepted by True Lord Xuan Luo, so Nie Jianyuan would not dare lay a hand on him. Finally, in another month or two, he would be able to crush Nie Jianyuan with ease.

Yu Lianhua stepped a few paces closer to Jiang Ping'an, her delicate fragrance wafting over. She said, "Martial Uncle Jiang, two days ago, I saw your name on the list of the top four in the Menial Disciple Competition. Congratulations on taking first place, Martial Uncle Jiang. Lianhua truly admires you and is so happy for you."

"I did indeed win first place by luck, but it is nothing worth mentioning." Jiang Ping'an smiled, then changed the subject. "Where are we going?"

Yu Lianhua said, "Shall we first go see Biyou Peak's three great scenic sights?"

"Certainly," Jiang Ping'an replied.

With a sweep of her sleeve, Yu Lianhua released a leaf-shaped spirit boat. The spirit boat was silver-blue, its outer hull engraved all over with profound array patterns. It was eight chi long and three chi wide.

"Martial Uncle Jiang, please board the spirit boat." Yu Lianhua gracefully gestured for Jiang Ping'an to proceed.

Jiang Ping'an boarded the spirit boat and landed at its front. Yu Lianhua then flew aboard and stood behind him. She formed a hand seal, sending the spirit boat soaring toward the nearest scenic sight.

Half a day later, the setting sun sank westward, staining a stretch of the western sky crimson.