After seeing off the last few Purple Mansion cultivators one by one, the gathering came to a smooth conclusion.
Thankfully, nothing had gone awry, and he had expanded his circle of connections a little, which would make his travels through the world easier in the future.
The Divine Powers cultivators present had shown Jiang Yang ample respect. He was newly advanced to the Purple Mansion realm, but he was also a Sword Immortal; if they truly came to blows, anyone below the middle stage could hardly claim they would be able to suppress him decisively.
Those who had heard something of his background were even less willing to let their guard down. Still, now that Jiang Yang had attained Divine Powers and gathered in all his destiny, he no longer subtly poisoned and disrupted the course of events and the workings of heaven, so they could approach him with their minds at ease.
With everything concluded, Jiang Yang lingered no longer at the Ancestral Court. He waved away the chorus of flattery and congratulations, then vanished.
Elsewhere, after returning to the peak, Lin Xi Yu did not hurry to see Qing Si. Instead, she landed at the side hall and summoned her disciple.
Upon receiving the summons, Shang Qingzheng came forward and bowed, her heart uneasy.
"Your disciple greets you, Master."
Lin Xi Yu said nothing, merely gazing steadily at her until Shang Qingzheng's heart began to flutter with alarm.
She already had a guilty conscience. Had Jiang Yang not given her a dose of reassurance beforehand, she might have been thrown into complete disarray by now.
Of course, that guilty conscience was not fear, merely the embarrassment of being caught red-handed by an elder.
Looking down at her, Lin Xi Yu's expression gradually softened. She had watched this child