NOVPUBHe couldn’t help exclaiming:
"You are crazy, that’s ’Immortal in One Sip’!"
He hastily snatched the wine jug away, but Qin Fengyi, who had been perfectly normal just a moment ago, was now bleary-eyed and flushed in the cheeks, clearly inebriated yet clutching Xi Wushang, her eyes inexplicably filled with a hint of fervor...
Xi Wushang immediately stiffened completely.
"Cough, well, Senior Brother Xi, I just remembered that Master Song needs me for something, so I’ll be leaving first."
Wang Ba coughed dryly, and without waiting for Xi Wushang to detain him, he hurriedly flew away from Chunyuan Peak.
"Junior Brother Wang! Junior Brother Wang! I really am not..."
Wang Ba, who had fled into the distance, looked back at the mere trace of Chunyuan Peak and sighed.
"This could also be considered a blessing in a misfortune for Senior Brother Xi."
"I was worried that Senior Brother Xi would not be able to recover from this setback, it seems I was overconcerned."
Feeling the fresh breeze blowing from all around.
Wang Ba’s heart gradually calmed down.
"With Wind, Thunder, and physical cultivation now officially on the right track, it’s also time to cultivate earnestly."
Thinking this, he immediately immersed himself and flew toward Wanfa Peak.
...
Time passed swiftly, and the years hurried by.
Twenty-five years later.
The twelfth lunar month.
Jin experienced a rare heavy snowfall.
From south to north, from west to east.
The entire land was covered in a thick layer of silvery white.
Within the Wanxiang Sect, except for some special places, even they were enveloped by this rare snowfall.
And on this day.
Within the Wanxiang Sect, a Teleportation Array surrounded by snow quietly lit up.
The glow then slowly faded away.
A figure appeared in the array and immediately without stopping, flew away from the Teleportation Array and upward.
He flew over towering peaks after peaks.
He flew past the three enormous halls above those peaks.
Then he flew into the empty mid-air.
Soon, an ancient palace began to gradually reveal its edges within the void around.
On the central plaque of the palace, two characters were faintly written: Pure Yang.
The figure then hastily flew inside.
Half an incense stick’s time later. 𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒑𝒖𝒃.𝙘𝙤𝒎
Countless streamers flew out of the palace.
Accompanied by the flight of these streamers.
The snowbound Wanxiang Sect finally began to slowly awaken.
...
Wanfa Peak.
As the last thunder-light dissipated atop the peak,
Wang Ba and Ma Shengxu both heaved a long sigh of relief.
A figure also emerged with light steps as the thunder-light vanished.
Her features were not particularly delicate and beautiful, but she had an indescribable dignity and grace.
Her figure was neither fat nor thin, just right.
"Bu Chan!"
Wang Ba, unable to wait any longer, landed at her side.
Hurriedly, he applied various prepared Healing Medicines on Bu Chan in succession.
Bu Chan’s face showed a gentle smile, and she immediately bowed to Ma Shengxu, saying:
"Thank you, Master, for overseeing."
"I didn’t help you with anything, this is all your own effort. Take some time to solidify your progress, you won’t need to go on duty at the Spirit Plant Department for a while, I’ll arrange for you to rest."
Ma Shengxu sighed with a touch of relief in his eyes.
By now, his skin color was no different from an ordinary person’s, thanks to regularly consuming the Class III Phoenix-feathered Chicken Essence prepared by Wang Ba.
Bu Chan, although somewhat worried, still nodded and said:
"Then I’ll have to trouble Master. The treasury of the department needs... "
She quickly mentioned a few matters of caution, to which Ma Shengxu did not neglect but earnestly took note.
Over the years, Bu Chan had been assisting him and several vice ministers in managing the entire Spirit Plant Department.
Of course, to be precise, all the miscellaneous duties within the Spirit Plant Department had in fact been taken on entirely by Bu Chan.
So much so that without Bu Chan, he indeed had some headache.
But strengthening her realm was also critical for Bu Chan and could not be delayed, so even though he was troubled, Ma Shengxu could only tough it out and accept the situation.
Wang Ba hurried to say, "Uncle-Master, rest assured, I’ll have Ruyi and the others compile the data and help you out a bit more."
Ma Shengxu nodded, then gave Bu Chan some advice before he rushed away.
As the Minister of the Spirit Plant Department, it was indeed difficult to get away.
Feeling the aura of the Golden Core that Bu Chan had yet to fully conceal, Wang Ba couldn’t help but embrace Bu Chan in his arms.
Although he had seen countless Thunder Tribulations, at the moment when Bu Chan crossed hers, Wang Ba still couldn’t help but have his heart leap to his throat.
And as Bu Chan felt the familiar aura of Wang Ba, her gaze began to blur…
Several days later.
Wang Ba and Bu Chan, dressed in palace attire, quietly arrived at the snow-covered Xinjian Peak.
"Father! Mother! How did you come?"
In the Xinjian Peak, a handsome cultivator with rosy cheeks and brimming with Spiritual Energy saw the two, and his eyes immediately brightened; with a flick of sword-light beneath his feet, he rapidly flew to the side of Bu Chan, embracing her tightly, overjoyed:
"Mother!"
Bu Chan gently stroked the young cultivator’s back, her eyes full of tender love:
"Let me take a look, has my Liu Jin lost weight?"
"Mother, why do you still call me by my childhood name?"
The young cultivator instantly showed a helpless look upon hearing this, and his gaze swept over to Wang Ba as he also called out, "Father!"
Wang Ba stood with his hands behind his back, looking at his son Wang Yi’an.
Although there were a thousand words in his heart, they were all transformed into a gentle "Mmm."
But in his eyes looking at Wang Yi’an, there was nothing but satisfaction.
At just over thirty years old, he had already reached the early stages of Foundation Establishment.
This pace was not considered fast.
But this was the steadily achieved result of Wang Ba’s uninterrupted provision of spirit food and Zhao Feng’s dedicated cultivation.
Wang Yi’an was also Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment.
Of course, since Wang Yi’an entered Foundation Establishment at an early age and his Blood Energy was too rich, which slowed down his external growth, he appeared to be like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.
Soon, a streak of sword-light also flew out from Xinjian Peak.
The sword-light landed in front of Wang Ba and a figure flew out from it immediately.
His features were kind, and he possessed a handsome and dignified appearance.
Upon seeing him, one couldn’t resist feeling admiration.
"Senior Brother Zhao, you’ve worked hard."
Seeing the figure, Wang Ba sincerely said.
It was indeed Zhao Feng.
His gaze swept over Bu Chan and a smile couldn’t help but appear on Zhao Feng’s face:
"It’s no trouble."
"And congratulations to Junior Sister for successfully stepping into the Golden Core Realm."
Bu Chan promptly expressed her thanks.
Wang Ba, smiling, said, "Senior Brother, Yi An hasn’t made things too difficult for you recently, has he?"
The young cultivator, hearing this, couldn’t help but say:
"Father, I’m not a child anymore!"
Wang Ba nodded nonchalantly.
But he did not take it too seriously.
Because Wang Yi’an had been focused on cultivation for a long time, even though he was talented and intelligent, in truth, his mental maturity was still not much different from that of a young boy.
He casually asked, "How have you been learning from Senior Brother Zhao these past two years?"
Wang Yi’an immediately puffed out his chest:
"It’s been quite alright, of course, but Master is too impressive; I could only manage to learn a tiny bit."
Saying this, his eyes carried a hint of admiration as he looked towards Zhao Feng.
This made Wang Ba somewhat jealous.
This boy did not look up to him with admiration in his eyes.
However, Senior Brother Zhao has made significant progress over the years, now quite the Complete Golden Pill stage.
He gave off an impression not inferior to an average Nascent Soul Early Stage Cultivator.
Wang Yi’an’s admiration was, thus, quite normal.
"Come, let’s go down and have a seat," Zhao Feng invited.
Saying this, he asked Wang Yi’an to go and prepare some food and drink.
Bu Chan, having focused on advancing to the Golden Core Realm and not having seen Wang Yi’an for almost two years, was eager to finally meet and quickly went along with Wang Yi’an to prepare the food and drinks.
Leaving just Wang Ba and Zhao Feng to casually chat together.
Their conversation went from discussing Wang Yi’an’s behavior, to cultivation, and then to the recent political situation in the Fenglin Continent.
While they were conversing,
Wang Ba suddenly felt a premonition.
In the distance, he saw a Sound Transmission Talisman flying straight towards Zhao Feng.
"Hmm?"
Zhao Feng’s brows furrowed slightly, and he immediately stood up to receive the Sound Transmission Talisman.
After a quick glance, his expression changed dramatically:
"The Qi Dynasty… has been annihilated!"
