Great Zhao Mountain, Xue Family

"Why have the three of you come here?"

At this moment, Li Zhōujūn looked at the Nangong Three Sisters and asked.

"Reporting to Mountain Lord, the Blood Refining Sect captured our benefactor inside. My two younger sisters and I came to rescue them," Nangong Anran said.

"I see. The Blood Refining Sect has already been destroyed. What you do next is up to you." Li Zhōujūn nodded, then directly drove the Nine Dragon Chariot away beneath the respectful gazes of the Nangong Three Sisters.

"Wow, Second Sister, aren't you the type who dares to think and act? Why didn't you chat more with the Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord just now? If it had really worked out, Big Sister and I could've ridden your coattails too."

Nangong Youran teased Nangong Xinran.

Nangong Xinran rolled her eyes and said nothing.

It wasn't that she hadn't wanted to. But only by getting close to the Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord could one feel that invisible pressure grow even more overwhelming.

Forget striking up a conversation—even speaking made her too embarrassed to open her mouth!

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

"Little girl, how have you felt staying at home these past few days?"

In the Su Family's reception hall, Li Zhōujūn smiled at Sū Nán.

"Fine, fine."

Sū Nán answered with tears in her eyes.

Her heart was bitter.

On the first day home, her father had indeed been extremely enthusiastic, giving her all sorts of delicious food and fun things.

By the third day, her father had calmed down. Once he learned she could cook, anything he wanted to eat had to be made by her own hands.

By the fifth day, things became unbearable. Her father directly entered drill-sergeant mode. If she overslept in the morning, he would come running over and say, "You rotten girl, the sun is three poles high and you're still sleeping! Is this how you repay your master? How you repay your father?"

Left with no choice, Sū Nán could only silently crawl out of bed and begin cultivating.

"Mountain Lord, I hope you will take good care of my daughter from now on."

Knowing that his daughter would be leaving home again, Su Heng spoke to Li Zhōujūn with some sadness.

Li Zhōujūn smiled. "Patriarch Su, rest assured. This girl is my disciple. Naturally, no one will be able to bully her."

"That's good, that's good." Su Heng nodded repeatedly.

"Alright, Patriarch Su, I won't impose any longer. Farewell." Li Zhōujūn stood up.

"Take care, Mountain Lord." Su Heng rose to see him off, then did not forget to instruct Sū Nán, who had already followed behind Li Zhōujūn, "Girl, listen to your master properly from now on. Don't make your master angry, understand?"

"Don't worry, Dad, I know! You need to take care of yourself too!" Facing their parting, Sū Nán's eyes reddened slightly.

Then she followed Li Zhōujūn out of the Su Family residence.

"Master, what are we going to do now?"

After composing herself, Sū Nán asked Li Zhōujūn.

Li Zhōujūn smiled. "Wait for someone."

"No need to wait. I'm already here." At that moment, a woman's voice rang out.

"Greetings, Murong Mountain Lord." Sū Nán bowed to the newcomer.

The newcomer was Murong Xue.

"So fast?" Li Zhōujūn said to Murong Xue in surprise.

Murong Xue's mouth twitched. She raised her head toward the black speck in the sky and said, "Your Nine Dragon Chariot is far too conspicuous. It would be hard for me not to find it."

"Then let's set off." Li Zhōujūn grinned.

Afterward.

On the Nine Dragon Chariot, Li Zhōujūn sat with a beautiful woman and a beautiful girl on either side of him as they hurried toward the Xue Family at Great Zhao Mountain.

Three days later.

Great Zhao Mountain, Xue Family.

The Xue Family residence had been built against the mountain.

Though it was called a residence, its scale was no less than that of a small city.

At this time, the Xue Family was immersed in an atmosphere of joyous celebration, with an endless stream of guests passing through its gates.

"Congratulations, congratulations! The Xue Family Old Ancestor has broken through to the Integration Stage. The Xue Family can now be considered one of Azure Continent's top aristocratic families!"

A guest congratulated the middle-aged man standing at the Xue Family gates.

This middle-aged man was the Xue Family Patriarch, Xue Zhan, an expert of the Virtual Immortal Realm.

Beside Xue Zhan stood a handsome youth with a proud bearing. He was the Xue Family's Young Patriarch, as well as Xue Zhan's son, Xue Wenyan.

With the family's old ancestor having broken through to the Integration Stage, Xue Wenyan was undoubtedly the happiest of all. After all, with an Integration Stage mighty figure in his family, who would dare look down on him when he traveled across Azure Continent in the future?

"Hahaha, you're too courteous, Fellow Daoist. Please, come inside." Xue Zhan spoke extremely politely to the cultivator, though his face always carried an air of pride.

Just then.

Dark clouds gathered above the Xue family.

Nine Void Immortal-level flood dragons could be seen pulling a chariot as it descended from the heavens.

"Hiss!"

"What great cultivator would dare use nine Void Immortal-level flood dragons to pull a chariot?!"

"Terrifying! As those flood dragons draw near, even the blood and qi within my body are being stirred into a surge!"

The cultivators outside the Xue family gates were utterly horrified at the sight.

Even Xue Zhan, a Virtual Immortal Realm cultivator, had his expression shift from arrogance to gravity.

"Eh, I was fortunate enough to glimpse that white-robed woman standing on the chariot once before. She is none other than the Dao Tian Sect's Murong Mountain Lord!"

"Hiss! Even Murong Mountain Lord can only stand beside that young man—then who is he?!"

After recognizing Murong Xue, several cultivators were incomparably shocked.

"What a beautiful woman!" Upon seeing Sū Nán, Xue Wenyan, the Xue family's young master, felt as though his heart had been hooked away by her.

Unlike ordinary young women.

At first glance, the young woman in green might have seemed merely somewhat above average in appearance.

Yet the longer one looked at her, the deeper one sank, unable to pull free.

"Dao Tian Sect's Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord Li Zhōujūn, along with his disciple Sū Nán, congratulates the Xue Family Old Ancestor on successfully breaking through to the Integration Stage and ascending to the pinnacle of Azure Continent."

"Dao Tian Sect's Lingxue Mountain Lord Murong Xue congratulates the Xue Family Old Ancestor on ascending to the pinnacle of Azure Continent."

As the Nine Dragon Chariot slowly came to a halt in midair, Li Zhōujūn and Murong Xue spoke.

"Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord?"

"Could he be that useless mountain lord from the Dao Tian Sect?"

"He even took a disciple?"

"But why does something feel off to me? If Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord is truly useless, why is he standing in the center?"

Upon hearing Li Zhōujūn announce his name, the cultivators began discussing it among themselves.

After learning that the young woman was the disciple of Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord, that useless mountain lord, Xue Wenyan turned and transmitted his voice to his father. "Father, the Dao Tian Sect sent Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord, a man unable to cultivate, to our Xue family with his disciple. Could it be that they wish for his disciple to marry into our Xue family?"

"It is not impossible." Though Xue Zhan found his son's train of thought astonishing, he also felt that it was not impossible.

After all, the Xue family now had an Integrated Body Great Talent. It was hardly strange for the Dao Tian Sect to use means to draw the Xue family in.

After all, even within the Dao Tian Sect, an Integration Stage great cultivator would belong among the very best of the mountain lords.

"If that is truly the case, then agree to it. I have taken a liking to that disciple of Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord," Xue Wenyan said with complete confidence.

Hearing his son's words, Xue Zhan could not help scrutinizing Sū Nán beside Li Zhōujūn. When he discovered that Sū Nán possessed a Saint-grade Ice Spirit Root, his voice grew somewhat solemn as he said:

"You brat, stop entertaining such wild thoughts. Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord's disciple possesses a Saint-grade Ice Spirit Root. If Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord were truly useless, the Dao Tian Sect could never have allowed someone with a Saint-grade Ice Spirit Root to enter his sect. This Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord is definitely far from as simple as we understand him to be."

Just then.

A terrifying aura shot into the sky from within the Xue family, then transformed into an elderly man clad in a black-and-gold robe, his head full of white hair, who crossed through the void.

"We welcome the Old Ancestor!"

Upon seeing the old man, Xue Zhan led the Xue family members in kneeling to greet him.