Leaving aside the cheers of the people beside the Cold Spring.
Zhao Yi and Yuan Zifeng strolled through the rear mountain.
"I heard from Yang Yan that your junior brother found seven or eight mortal women on Red Sand Island to marry and have children with? And he's been clamoring to split up the household?"
Yuan Zifeng gave a bitter laugh. "As a senior brother, I'm nowhere near your equal!"
Zhao Yi nodded, agreeing with him.
"What path will your Changfeng Abbey take from here? Now that Yang Yan has become a Spirit Attraction Stage cultivator, I reckon the Lin Household will join the Crimson Flame Sect too. What about you? What are your plans? Will you keep clinging to Black Wind Island and refuse to leave?"
Yuan Zifeng fell into a daze, as though he had seen his master's figure, then suddenly crouched on the ground and began to cry!
Zhao Yi waited quietly beside him!
After a long while, Yuan Zifeng stood and smiled at Zhao Yi.
"With things as they are, is there any need for Changfeng Abbey to exist anymore? If he wants to split up the household, then let him!"
"Your junior brother intends to return to Black Wind Island and join the Crimson Flame Sect, becoming like the Lin Household in the future! What about you? Come join our Linghua Sect!"
Zhao Yi smiled faintly, then teased him. "You're so old already, I won't take you as my disciple! Even if you wanted to call me Master, you wouldn't have a chance!"
"Haha! Dream on!"
Yuan Zifeng laughed and punched Zhao Yi in the chest!
"In that case, why would I join your Linghua Island? My daughter is already four, and I've had a son too. Once they turn six, I'll have their spiritual