Cultivation Plan, and the Divine Soul Taking Shape

Yang Wenqing sat on the viewing platform until ten o'clock.

The sea breeze blew steadily in from the east. Holding the cup of tea that had already been refilled twice, he gazed at the blurred silver line where sea met sky. He thought of nothing and simply sat there in silence.

Lan Ying perched on his shoulder, her sapphire-blue eyes half-closed. Whenever a gust of wind swept in from the side, her feathers would tighten slightly before relaxing again.

At exactly ten, a wave of spiritual energy pulsed from his badge.

Yang Wenqing set down his teacup and activated it with a raised hand. Jiang Wan's voice came through the badge. "I've finished arranging my leave. I should arrive at your place in three days."

This was the arrangement they had discussed earlier. Jiang Wan was about to enter secluded cultivation with Netherworld Qi and needed a relatively quiet environment. After much discussion, they had decided that the rear courtyard of the Redstone Governor-General's Office was the most suitable place.

Although this was the power center of the Redstone Region, the rear courtyard was separated by high walls and layers of formations. Ordinary people could not enter at all, while the entrances and exits were guarded by the Yang Family's personal soldiers. It was safer than anywhere else.

A smile unconsciously appeared on Yang Wenqing's face. "Let me know in advance when you're arriving. What about Rou'er? She's nearly at Foundation Establishment, isn't she? Will she come here to break through, stay in Zhongjing, or remain in the north?"

Jiang Wan replied, "We'll see when the time comes. She has her own ideas now. As long as it isn't a matter of principle, let her decide for herself."

Yang Wenqing gave a soft "Mm" and did not dwell on the