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Jiang Cun turned his head, meeting Leng Kezhen's gaze with some confusion, but then he smiled. "So it's Commander Leng. I never expected to see you here." He looked Leng Kezhen over once more and cupped his hands. "Congratulations on advancing to the Third Realm, Commander Leng."

Leng Kezhen gave a one-handed Daoist salute. "There is no Commander Leng here anymore. I am merely an ordinary gatekeeping disciple under True Monarch Changqing!"

Jiang Cun and Wen Hai beside him both froze for a moment. They had not expected this man to be so good at finding his own place.

Before Wang Ping advanced to the Fourth Realm, Leng Kezhen's words would have drawn scorn. After all, he had already reached the Third Realm. But now that Wang Ping was in the Fourth Realm, saying this would not only spare him from ridicule—it would make others think more highly of him.

For a moment, Jiang Cun did not know how to respond. He turned to Wen Hai and asked stiffly, "I have yet to ask this Fellow Daoist's name."

"Wen Hai of Pingdong Gate pays respects to the Ninth Prince!"

Wen Hai was exceedingly humble. After all, he was only a minor Second Realm Earth Vein cultivator, and one whose allotted lifespan was nearly at its end.

The moment his words fell, a figure approached from the direction of the front hall.

It was Yang Rong.

She wore a bright yellow, narrow-sleeved Daoist Robe. The Wood Spirit Qi within her made her seem brimming with vitality. She walked straight up to Wen Hai and Leng Kezhen, first cupping her hands toward Jiang Cun in salute. "Greetings, Ninth Prince."

As Jiang Cun politely returned the salute, Yang Rong looked at Wen Hai and Leng Kezhen and said bluntly, "My Master saw your