Inside the room, smoke curled from the Boshan Incense Burner, while the fragrance of tea drifted over the wooden table.
Everyone stared at Li Qingxian.
Xue Heshan weighed Liang Kaishi and the Hundred-Crane Skyship in his mind, then reassessed Li Qingxian.
Zhao Qingchuan lightly rubbed the armrest of his chair with his fingers.
Li Qingxian smiled. "Elder Liang must have come to celebrate Old Brother Xue's birthday. Come, let's go greet him."
Lü Baitang glanced at Xue Heshan, thought for a moment, and said nothing.
How could those present fail to understand? They all rose, saying they should go welcome him.
Li Qingxian led the way, with Xue Heshan and the others behind or beside him, chatting and laughing as they headed out.
The moment they stepped outside and looked up, they saw a white ship a hundred zhang long slowly descending from the sky, surrounded by one hundred and eight white crane-shaped artifacts, each ten zhang in length.
Back when the Demon Race invaded southward, Ancient Profound Mountain had used the Hundred-Crane Skyship to span the Great River, holding a hundred-li defensive line for three years without breaking. The Demon Race had retreated in the face of difficulty.
Along the way, the Xue Family servants hurriedly moved aside in advance.
Chief Steward Xue Yihuai quickened his pace and went ahead to clear the way.
Xue Yihuai thought to himself that although Ancient Profound Mountain had declined in recent years, a starved camel was still larger than a horse. Its foundations ran deep, and no one could say when some genius Beyond-Rank cultivator might emerge. They could not afford to slight it.
As he walked, he took out a Communication Talisman Disc and sent a message to the family head, reporting only two matters.
First, Xue Heshan walked a moment