"Father, Mother."
A handsome and dashing young man appeared, with delicate features and a resemblance to Jiang Ping.
"Hao'er."
Jiang Ping beckoned his two children to him and looked them over carefully.
When he went to South Heaven, his two children were only ten years old; now they have grown into adults.
According to Jiang Saint, they are very sensible and well-behaved, unlike the eldest daughter who is unruly. They have been diligently practicing their skills and have never caused any trouble.
In Jiang Yirou's words, her younger siblings lacked the spirit and drive of youth.
However, Qing Yan had just spoken to him privately, mentioning that Jiang Yao appears sensible on the surface, but is actually quite cunning. She mentioned that when Peers tried to provoke Jiang Yao Jiang Yao, she didn't show much reaction on the surface.
But behind her back, she was investigating that Peers, even staking out him several times, clearly intending to secretly carry out an assassination.
Fortunately, Ye Xinyi noticed this and Chen Qingyan intervened to stop it, since Jiang Yao was only sixteen years old at the time and it was not good for her to get involved in bloodshed too early.
"Good girl..."
Jiang Ping held Jiang Yao's small hand, a kind smile on his face.
Of his three children, only his youngest daughter resembled him the most.
He was ruthless and vicious, but his talent was ridiculously high. He was already Half-Saint at the age of sixteen and could suppress some ordinary martial saints.
Now, at less than twenty years old, he is already in the Martial Saint Mid-stage and is moving towards becoming Great Accomplishment Martial Saint.
In terms of cultivation speed, she surpasses even the Heavenly Maiden Zhong Shenxiu of yesteryear.
Jiang Ping felt that if Ayao were placed in the South Heaven Departmental Prefecture, she would be no less capable than the direct descendants of those Supreme Dao System.
This is why the Life-Death Sword is willing to teach this girl; although she won't Casting Birth and Destruction, she may very well become a Death Dao Monarch in the future.
He thought for a moment and said, "Ayao, you don't need to be tolerant in the future. Just do what you want."
"Yes."
Jiang Yao obediently responded.
Jiang Ping then looked at his son, Jiang Hao, patted the boy on the shoulder, and said, "Work hard and strive to become a Dao Seed in the future."
Jiang Hao was precocious and resolute. When he Flawed, he overcame them on his own. He was also exceptionally talented, always surpassing his Peers.
However, compared to his younger sister Ayao, he is still quite inferior. He started practicing martial arts later than Jiang Yao and is currently only at the Martial Dao Golden Core.
Thump!
A melodious Dao Sound drifted over, and a blazing sun hung in the sky, so bright it was blinding.
Five Elements Dao Monarch Gu Cang has set foot in the North Nether Netherworld and is approaching the Three Thousand Solitary Graves.
"Let's go back to Xuanxin Island!"
Without time for much reminiscing, Jiang Ping, along with his wife and children, as well as three seniors including Jiang Siqi Shangguan Murong, headed to Xuanxin Island.
On the other side.
Gu Cang was high above, worshipped by millions of living beings.
Behind him followed a group of martial arts practitioners who seemed to transcend the mortal realm.
These people were young, but their strength was terrifying. Pei Kong, True Disciple Qingling who was watching the excitement from the side, had his pupils shrink instantly when he saw them.
He had seen the portraits of those people; they were all from Yu Province and were all very famous.
"It seems that all the unparalleled geniuses of Yu Province have gathered!"
Many onlookers from inland areas noticed the young people behind Dao Monarch, causing an uproar.
Those people were all exceptionally talented; each of them, when wielded alone, was like a colossal mountain standing at the pinnacle of genius.
It can be said that these martial arts practitioners represent the number of future Dao Monarch in Yu Province.
But they gathered in the North Nether.
"What secrets lie here that have drawn all the prominent figures of Yu Province to gather? Last South Heaven, even the Moon Star of Nantian were a gathering of extraordinary talents, yet we still couldn't gather all of them."
"Something's not right. Look, that woman is a complete stranger; we've never seen her before. Yet, the peerless geniuses around her are treating her with excessive courtesy and politeness."
On the divine rainbow, a woman unfamiliar to everyone appeared, dressed in a purple dress, with a graceful figure, flowing black hair, and skin as smooth as jade.
She stood amidst a group of unparalleled geniuses, as if surrounded by them, with them subtly at the head of the group.
The woman gazed at the solitary grave before her and laughed crisply:
"Brother Gu, today you have unsealed Three Thousand Solitary Graves; this is truly a great achievement."
"Yes, I actually had the same idea for a long time, wanting to pave a way for the creatures on those islands to survive, but Brother Gu beat me to it."
Another young man in white smiled.
Upon hearing this, the other geniuses remained noncommittal. In terms of talent, this white-robed man was in no way inferior to Gu Cang, and at less than two hundred years old, he had already become a supreme being in the True Saint Realm.
If Zhang Daowei carries the banner of the South Heaven Departmental Prefecture, then Wang Ping Daozhen in all directions.
In Yu Province, both Gu Cang and this man in white robes are leading figures.
It is anticipated that within ten years, this white-robed figure will be able to reach the Supreme Domain.
"By the way, Fairy Yu, what brings you here today?"
Upon hearing this, many people looked at the woman in the purple dress.
This person has a very special identity, but he didn't show up much in Yu Province. However, he suddenly appeared recently and his name spread throughout the circle of geniuses in an instant.
Upon hearing that this person was going to accompany Gu Cang to North Nether to do something, they also sprang into action.
Some wanted to help the woman and make Good karma connections, while others came to find out what was going on.
Fairy Yu did not hide anything from this, saying:
"I've come to find a lost item."
What object?
"Fragments of our Old Ancestor's weapons."
"What?!"
Everyone was stunned. This Fairy Yu's Old Ancestor was Peerless Strong renowned throughout the Xuanhuang.
That person's weapon was absolutely extraordinary.
"Yes, that is the core part of the Ancestral Artifact. It was lost in the great war, which led to the gradual decline of my ancestors. I have come here today to retrieve it."
"It's been so long, is it still possible to find it?"
"We've found clues. Our clan has been investigating both overtly and covertly for years, and finally, we've uncovered a lead."
Can you specify which island it's on?
"It has long been determined that it lies in the hands of a certain Spirit Wander Clan among the Three Thousand Solitary Graves."
Fairy Yu nodded and smiled, "If this place Dao Monarch, my elders would have already retrieved it."
Which island?
"A small island called Xuanxin."
At the same time.
Thousands of miles away.
Jiang Ping was traveling with his close relatives when suddenly, a black light flashed in his eyes.
He stopped abruptly, his expression changing slightly.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Xinyi asked, and she also noticed that an unusual power flashed by.
Jiang Ping frowned slightly but did not respond.
After a moment, he drew the Life-Death Sword and said, "Senior, please escort them to Xuanxin Island. I will return shortly."
After saying that, he disappeared without giving anyone time to react.
Jiang Ping followed the trail of the black light at breakneck speed.
"The energy emanating from that Broken Sword is very unusual; something seems to have happened."
Turtle Shell appeared above his head, and he spoke in a deep voice.
The Mountains and Rivers beneath Jiang Ping's feet seemed to recede, and in the blink of an eye, the world shifted and the stars moved.
He traversed thousands of miles and quickly appeared beside Gu Cang.
At that moment, Jiang Ping happened to see that the Broken Sword was being held in the hand of a strange woman.
He raised an eyebrow, wanting to say, "That's mine."
But Jiang Ping stopped himself from speaking, a complex look flashing in his eyes.
At this moment, the Broken Sword, which he had never spoken to before, was emitting a strong spiritual fluctuation.
Even though they were thousands of miles apart, Jiang Ping still managed to catch it.
The Turtle Shell seemed to have discerned something, and sighed, "It seems this senior swordsman has never considered you one of his own."