A Chance to Buy Low in Jin, Yue's Civil War Ends; Little Qing Reaches the Peak of the Second Tier, Speculating on Wanyue's Motives

The next day.

Bang, bang, bang!

The familiar pounding on the door rang out, so forceful that even the restriction's spiritual glow on the doorframe flickered faintly.

Lin Changheng was regulating his breathing inside. At the sound, he opened his eyes, a smile involuntarily rising to his lips.

He doubted there was a second person in all of [Extreme Mountain Immortal City] with such a distinctive way of knocking.

He rose to greet his visitor and opened the courtyard gate. Sure enough, Boy Zhengwang stood there in a bright yellow Daoist robe, his hair tied into two Child's Buns. His little face brimmed with triumphant delight, his eyes curved into crescents, and his grin nearly stretched to his ears.

"Daoist Brother Zhengwang, please, come in."

Lin Changheng welcomed him warmly and stepped aside.

Boy Zhengwang made himself entirely at home. He swaggered into the courtyard, plopped down beside the stone table, and casually picked up the teapot to pour himself a cup. His familiarity made it seem less like Lin Changheng's guest courtyard than his own cultivation abode.

"Have you been comfortable here these past two days, Fellow Daoist Ten Thousand Longevity?"

Boy Zhengwang took a sip of tea and asked casually.

"Thanks to you, Daoist Brother. The spiritual vein here is abundant, and the surroundings are quiet and secluded. Both recuperation and cultivation have gone smoothly for me."

Lin Changheng smiled and sat opposite him. His gaze swept over Boy Zhengwang's face, and he silently considered how unusually good his mood seemed today.

The delight in his eyes and brows could not be hidden. Even his movements as he drank his tea were lighter than usual.

A thought crossed Lin Changheng's mind, and he guessed part of the reason.

The Extreme Mountain Assembly had only ended yesterday. As [Azure