After returning from Peace Town, Jiang Fu'an's life resumed its old rhythm.
Cultivating, drawing talismans, teaching his disciples—his schedule was packed to the brim.
Only now, one more item had been added to his daily list: studying medicinal cuisine recipes.
The days in the mountains slipped by in silence, and in the blink of an eye, more than two years had passed.
Clear Dew Mountain remained peaceful, but the neighbors beyond the mountain were anything but.
Ever since that Qi Refining Late-Stage young master of the Flowery Pond Zhao Family had died, the Wang Family, which had long endured in silence, finally bared its fangs.
At first, there had only been minor frictions, but they eventually escalated into large-scale slaughter and magical battles between the cultivators of the two families.
The war dragged on intermittently for nearly a year.
In the end, the Wang Family gained the upper hand, advancing with irresistible force until they had reached the gates of the Zhao Family's Ancestral Home.
Driven into a desperate corner, the Zhao Family had no choice but to seek help from the ancestor in their lineage who cultivated within a sect and had long since achieved Foundation Establishment.
That ancestor personally stepped forward. The Wang Family's offensive came to an immediate halt, and they withdrew resentfully.
However, the fishing waters along the Moon Spirit River that had originally belonged to the Zhao Family all fell into the hands of the Wang Family from then on.
When the news reached Clear Dew Mountain, Jiang Fu'an sighed softly. "Having a Foundation Establishment cultivator guarding the family truly makes all the difference."
If it had been their Jiang Family attacking the Zhao Family, then in a fit of rage, that Foundation Establishment cultivator could have wiped out every chicken and dog on Clear