The clamor within the Nine Mountains Nine Bends Secret Realm had nothing to do with Xu Changqing.
Dongting Immortal Sect's Red Maple Valley remained as peaceful as ever.
Red maples blanketed the mountains like fire. When the wind stirred the leaves, they rustled softly.
The Spirit Fields in the valley were lush and green, with spiritual plants of every kind growing splendidly.
Crystal-clear dewdrops clung to the leaves, refracting a gentle spiritual glow.
Xu Changqing crouched on the ground, teasing Wangwang, who had obtained the Spirit Mastiff Bloodline.
In the past, Wangwang would surely have been lying in the sun, barely moving at all.
Things were different now. Ever since gaining its new bloodline, its energy had become exceptionally abundant.
As for its stamina, while it could not compare to its son's, it was still far stronger than before.
Xu Changqing tossed out a branch.
Wangwang immediately ran over and brought it back.
Whenever Wangzai occasionally barged in, the scene instantly descended into chaos.
Not far away, three disciples were watering rare spiritual plants.
Sun Shangxiang and Lin Feng were fine. After all these years, they had long since grown accustomed to it.
Only Qingyao was different, her movements slightly clumsy.
Moreover, she would sneak glances at Xu Changqing from time to time.
She looked extremely cautious, as though afraid of being "scolded."
But she was worrying too much.
With the three-thousand-year-old Qingyue Fairy behind her, how would Xu Changqing dare provoke her?
Outwardly, he was Qingyao's master.
But in private, whenever the two met,
Xu Changqing might not kneel, but he still had to respectfully call out, "Grandmaster's wife!"
And Xu Changqing, at the Late Golden Core Stage, had long noticed her little movements. "When watering with Spirit Spring water, let it seep slowly along the roots. Never pour