"Senior sister, greetings to Senior Sister Jiang Yan."
Hello, senior sister!
"Hello, Senior Sister Jiang."
The Inner City's Heavenly Pivot Division, below the tall tower.
Jiang Yan sheathed her flying sword and greeted the cultivators entering and leaving the Heavenly Pivot Division familiarly.
Despite having a pair of fluffy ears on Jiang Yan head.
Yet no one dared to underestimate this half-human, half-woman.
Because his father is none other than Jiang Wuxie, the current head of the Ten Thousand Spirits Division of the Dao Court.
A terrifying being who, with his Golden Core Perfection cultivation, could suppress a rebellious Spirit Transformation demon lord.
Jiang Yan's powerful background earned her immense respect and admiration within the Dao Court.
However, she was born into a family with strict rules and knew proper etiquette.
Jiang Yan responded respectfully to the greetings from her many peers and fellow cultivators.
" Yan'er! Yan'er!"
"Grand Uncle has arrived!"
Jiang Yan was still greeting passersby.
A joyful shout suddenly rang in her ears.
Following the sound, Jiang Yan looked up.
What comes into view is an old-fashioned flying boat.
Scattered with faint spiritual energy, it sped toward her location.
"Grand Uncle, I'm here!"
Upon seeing Xu Xiong, Jiang Yan waved her pink arms.
Her face was beaming with a bright smile.
Even a single glance from afar made Xu Xiong feel pleasant.
He hurriedly retracted the flying boat and landed in front of him.
" Yan'er, you're here early. Wait a little longer, your great-uncle will be here soon."
Xu Xiong spoke, he looked at the girl in front of him with the doting gaze of an elder.
Jiang Yan is extremely beautiful.
Her eyes were bright and expressive, with a slight upturn at the corners, naturally carrying a hint of a smile.
Her pink hair was styled into two buns.
Several small bells, magical Law Artifact, adorned her hair, jingling as she moved.
Her skin was as white as snow, and her figure was slender and graceful.
Her white robes, shrouded in mist, accentuated her ethereal beauty.
What's most eye-catching are the fluffy fox ears on her head.
The fox ears are white with a hint of light pink, and the tips twitch slightly, showing a cunning and lively nature.
A fluffy white fox tail swayed gently behind it.
Her eyes sparkled, like a little fox waiting for praise.
"No rush, Grandmaster Uncle. What does Grandmaster Uncle want to do this time?"
"My father said that Yan'er will help with anything Grand Uncle-Master needs."
Jiang Yan's tone was soft and gentle, with a hint of liveliness.
There seemed to be no anxiety about waiting.
This earned Xu Xiong's even greater appreciation.
Jiang Yan is completely different from her father.
One was extremely cold and indifferent, the other was lively and kind.
The story of how Jiang Yan became familiar with him is quite long.
A hundred years ago, before Lu Li went into seclusion, he held a grand ceremony for Dong Qing, the head of the Army Suppression Division, to accept him as his disciple.
A century later, Dong Qing became Lu Li's third True Disciple disciple.
Jiang Wuxie missed out on the position of True Disciple, was naturally unwilling to accept it.
Over the past century, he has made numerous contributions and even resorted to some underhanded tactics.
Everything was for the sake of Lu Li from seclusion, so that he could have the opportunity to become Lu Li's disciple.
Xu Xiong and Lu Li have a close relationship.
Jiang Wuxie had naturally not forgotten this path, and had made frequent trips along it over the years.
As the two families grew closer, he gradually became acquainted with Jiang Yan.
Xu Xiong and Jiang Yan chatted as they spoke.
While pondering to himself, he wondered if he should wait for Lu Li from seclusion and say a few good words for the Lord of the Ten Thousand Spirits Division.
As they were lost in thought, a similar old flying boat stopped beside them.
A figure leaped heavily down.
"Master."
"Greetings, Grandmaster Uncle."
The visitor was none other than Wu Changgeng, Xu Xiong's teacher.
Wu Changgeng had a straight posture and a square face.
His features are unchanged from back then, as if time has left no trace on his face.
His frost-silver moon robe accentuated his composed demeanor.
There were subtle fluctuations of Spiritual Power at the Golden Core level flowing around his body.
Upon closer inspection, the skin, though indistinguishable from True Person, has a very faint metallic sheen under light.
With every gesture, a glimmer of light occasionally flashed at the joints of the puppet.
This reveals the origin of his body.
He strode over, his eyes burning, and headed straight for Xu Xiong.
"Stop dawdling! Let's go, we're going to win back our losses today!"
" Yan'er is here too, excellent! Let's see how those brats can beat me today!"
Wu Changgeng was impatient.
He has completely lost the demeanor of the master weapon refiner he once was.
Seeing his master's expression, Xu Xiong couldn't help but rub his forehead.
Among the elders of the Dao Court, the most destitute nowadays must be these two, master and disciple.
Mingming's grand-disciple is the wealthiest and most extravagant head of the Spirit Source Division in the entire Dao Court.
The flying boats they both piloted were the oldest models ever made by the Dao Court.
All of this is related to Wu Changgeng's new hobby.
"Grandmaster Uncle, what game do you want to play today? Let Yan'er see if there are any strong opponents today."
Jiang Yan tactfully followed behind Wu Changgeng.
He led the two into the Heavenly Pivot Division.
The Heavenly Pivot Division is much more spacious now than before.
Several service points for the general public of cultivators and disciples have also been added.
The entrance leads to the base of a tall tower, which also serves as a spacious hall.
Hundreds of celestial puppets, each about ten feet tall, were neatly arranged.
Amber pupils flickered as each processed the light screen floating in front of them.
Countless beams of spiritual light darted through the air, processing the myriad information from the Dao Court.
Above the dome is also a huge crystal wall image, tens of feet in diameter.
The crystal wall slowly rotated, projecting a real-time map covering the entire city.
Countless points of light twinkled on the image.
It marks the real-time location of every street, every airship, and every registered cultivator.
The surrounding walls are also covered with densely packed crystal lattices, each of which is a small computing puppet, humming like the whispers of a swarm of bees.
The entire Heavenly Pivot Division is rarely controlled by cultivators, yet it operates in an orderly manner.
Countless disciples also came and went, handling their own personal matters and miscellaneous tasks.
The three of them didn't wander around aimlessly, but went straight to their destination.
That Primordial Beginning Spirit World located in the very center of the main hall.
The so-called Primordial Beginning Spirit World is actually Soul Dao Law Artifact differentiated from the Dao Court's Artifact Manufacturing Division.
Its interior is connected to the Heart of Primordial Beginning, and its exterior is entirely carved from fifth-order spiritual jade, reaching a height of tens of meters.
Shaped like an ancient bell.
Countless orbs of light swirled on the surface.
Each orb of light reflects a miniature illusionary world.
The fantasy world is rich and varied, featuring fierce battles in ruins, struggles for survival through inheritance, and chases in the Demon Manor.
Wu Changgeng did not rush to respond to Jiang Yan.
He pointed to the largest ball of light, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.
"Today I'm going to participate in Desperate Survival!"
"A hundred men entered together, fighting for survival in the chaos, leaving only one survivor."
"Tickets cost 500 contribution points, the top five get prizes, and the top spot gets 5,000! I refuse to believe I can't take first place!"
" Yan'er, quickly check for your grandmaster's opponents today!"
It's clear that Wu Changgeng has failed many times in this illusion.
They know the rules and rewards inside and out.
But he never won first place.
It seemed that the more he did this, the more addicted he became.
Xu Xiong knew he couldn't stop him at all, and only hoped to minimize his losses today.
Jiang Yan wasn't too worried.
She skillfully took out the Jade Slip, her fingers flying across the paper.
Slide up and down to enter the Primordial Beginning, and examine the secrets of Desperate Survival.
Soon, information compiled by monks with related interests was quickly displayed.
A huge name came into view, and Jiang Yan's beautiful eyes flashed as she exclaimed in surprise.
"Grandmaster Uncle, this is bad! Ye Xiaoyun is back!"