Leaving the battlefield, Zhang Yuan and Ye Xiangning followed the edge of the Six-Thousand-Li Zone and found another undamaged Golden House.
Ye Xiangning sat in a chair in the Golden House's living room, stretched, and rubbed her neck as she said:
"Oh, I'm exhausted! Following you is pure torture. All we do is walk, day after day. You know I'm only in the Nascent Soul Realm, yet you never even think to carry me over such long distances..."
Zhang Yuan turned a deaf ear to her. He closed the door, found somewhere to sit, and asked bluntly, "True Lord, do you know what the South Sea Dragon Clan plans to do next?"
"I do, but with that attitude of yours, I really don't feel like telling you in advance. You're nothing but an ungrateful wolf." Ye Xiangning shook her head.
Zhang Yuan was speechless.
He had only just dealt with Wenren Shangzhi and the other two, and now he had to deal with Ye Xiangning stirring up trouble. He would rather fight those three again. At least that would not give him a headache.
"Whatever you want, True Lord, just say the word. I've now reached celestial person perfection, so I have some ability. As long as it's within my power, I can get you anything you want," Zhang Yuan said, painting her a grand pie in the sky.
When in doubt, paint a pie in the sky first. Whether Ye Xiangning would swallow the pie he painted was another matter.
Ye Xiangning giggled. "I've had no desires since childhood, no appetite for material things. There's no need for you to fetch anything or hunt down rare treasures, Great Celestial Person Zhang. All I need is for you to stoop a little, rub my shoulders after this exhausting day, and