Arrangements for the Other Fellow Disciples

After bidding farewell to his grand martial uncle, Yang Wenqing felt somewhat dazed. All of a sudden, he had learned the sect's Concealment, lifted a tiny corner of the veil shrouding this universe, and glimpsed a fraction of its true nature.

Lan Ying said from within the Spirit Sea, "My father always said not to keep asking questions. All you need to do is cultivate diligently, and the truth of the world will reveal itself to you sooner or later. Now I finally understand what he meant."

Yang Wenqing nodded gently. As his cultivation rose, the world's original appearance was gradually unfolding before him.

But he soon suppressed the stirrings in his heart. The future could be contemplated, but not overly anticipated.

Just then, Shen Chongshan walked over from afar, with Sun Chen and the Red Shadow Fox beside him. Lan Ying immediately flew up and began playing with Red Shadow.

"Junior Brother Yang, let's go. Tonight, we drink and make merry!"

Shen Chongshan called out to Yang Wenqing from a distance.

Yang Wenqing went to meet them. After greeting his two senior brothers, he smiled and asked, "Where have you arranged it?"

Shen Chongshan replied, "Don't worry. It's out in the suburbs, at a manor club I set up myself. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

At seven o'clock, the sky over Central Capital City had already darkened in the early autumn. There were few streetlights along the official road in the outer suburbs, and farmers were still busy in the fields on both sides.

Yang Wenqing's Flying Shuttle followed Shen Chongshan's silver-gray vehicle as it turned onto an unremarkable mountain road. After passing through an Illusion Formation, the view suddenly opened up.

A manor lay nestled in a mountain hollow. Its bluish-gray walls wound along the slope, plain