Of course, Jiang Lang could not escape Hui Mian's mockery. Although Hui Mian said nothing and merely looked deeply moved, the glances the little marten kept casting his way made him feel insulted.
But bickering could never settle anything, and even if it did, Jiang Lang would lose. All the changes within the Demon Realm had fundamentally answered to his own heart. They were deeply personal things, so right or wrong, he bore the primary responsibility.
An accomplished master of the immortal Dao and a Marsh Dragon King were bickering over there. Gongsun Yin and Zhang Liangxi, who had just endured a Demonic Tribulation, could hardly interrupt. Only when the argument subsided did they approach together.
"Mr. Yi, Dragon King Jiang, we thank you both for safeguarding our cultivation! Now that our business in the mountains is finished, we intend to travel for a while!"
"Indeed. I spent many years in the palace and had little opportunity to see the world. Now I shall travel and cultivate with Brother Gongsun!"
Jiang Lang had still been about to press his point with Yi Shuyuan, but upon hearing this, he turned to the two men in surprise.
"Your cultivation has dissipated, and you're starting over. Why not spend a few years cultivating in the mountains?"
Hui Mian chimed in.
"Exactly! You're two old men, not young fellows! Even Dragon King Jiang nearly ended up in a cooking pot after being reborn as a fish and getting caught. At least you're both human, but you're old!"
Jiang Lang's mouth twitched, and his eyelid jumped. That marten's words had a barb hidden in them! Yi Shuyuan flicked Hui Mian on the head, but the little creature remained thoroughly cheerful.
Zhang Liangxi smiled and said,
"Dragon King Jiang, Senior Gray, you're certainly right. But don't