an, how much did she bear, how much did she sacrificeApart from Guanyuan, no one else knows.Now, only she among the Sea Saint Clan has experienced the dark times. Those sins and history weigh solely o...Two bigwigs were trading barbs in the air, and Jiang Wang couldn't get a word in edgewise.

Thanks to Ye Lingxiao's help in covering up, he didn't expose more.

Therefore, she wanted to show off in front of Ye Lingxiao, thinking it was a way to repay him. She took very good care of this fish.

Not long after...

The fish is burnt.

The clouds were incredibly still, the smell of burnt offerings drifting lazily about, like a fish swimming around the noses of several extraordinary cultivators. It was playful, yet also provocative.

Ye Lingxiao's expressionless face said, “If you have something to do, go back to your room first.”

He twitched an eyebrow and added, "Take your grilled fish too."

Du Ruhui burst into laughter: “Master Ye, the fish might not be happy, but I guess you’re not exactly thrilled either.”

Having lost face in front of the big shot, Jiang Wang could only grab the black "grilled fish" and leave in a dejected manner.

In Yun City, everything was as usual. Most people were unaware of the arrival of a powerful expert. The world of cultivators and that of ordinary people often existed in separate spheres.

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Duke Ruhui was the prime minister of Zhuang, handling a myriad of affairs daily. Ye Lingxiao, as the master of Lingxiaogong, was also the mainstay behind the entire Yun country. Some conversations between them were not appropriate for Jiang Wang to hear. He was quite discerning.

The two old acquaintances, having established their respective positions, didn't chat for long. Perhaps those past connections they once shared could only fade away now.

Jiang Wang waited in the sky above Yun City for a while, then saw Ye Lingxiao float over.

"Hurry up and go forward to thank: 'Thank you, sir, for shielding me just now.'"

Ye Lingxiao didn't speak, he just looked at him silently for a while.

Looking at Jiang Wang, there was a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

"Du Ruhui thinks you were sent by the current head of the Pavilion to investigate the situation in Zhuang Guo. He believes that our Lingxiao Pavilion has some ideas about the Western Frontier situation," Ye Lingxiao said with his hands behind his back. "I thought you were a smart person."

He was asking Jiang Wang why he was so unwise, exposing himself in Zhuang Guo when his strength was far from enough.

Jiang Wang did not explain, only saying: "I am sorry for the trouble I caused to Lingxiao Pavilion."

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Ye Lingxiao waved his hand: "There's no need to comfort you with empty words and make you feel grateful. This isn't a big deal at all. Du Ruhui wouldn't go out of his way for something so trivial."

Jiang Wang really wanted to know Du Ruhui's true purpose for finding Ye Lingxiao.

But Ye Lingxiao paused, then turned and said, "However, you should know that some things cannot be undone."

He rarely hesitated before speaking, "Some things...may not be possible."

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Jiang Wang understood what he was saying and responded softly, "There has to be a reason. Everyone else is gone, I can't just wait for An An to ask."

If he were filled with righteous indignation and his emotions were running high, Ye Lingxiao would have felt it was easy to resolve. It was precisely because his reply was so gentle and his voice so calm that Ye Lingxiao knew his resolve could not be changed.

Looking down at the magnificent Cloud City below, and towering mountains, Ye Lingxiao said: "My founding ancestor of the sect ascended this mountain and marveling at 'embracing clouds like frost and snow', thus naming it Mount Baixue."

Jiang Wang didn't know why he suddenly said this, so he could only agree and say, "It has both fairy spirit and grandeur."

“The establishment of the Cloud Nation was not the original intention of our Lingxiao Pavilion. A group of ordinary people with nowhere to go, attaching themselves to the Lingxiao Pavilion for life, gathered together and gradually formed a scale. When there are many people, they need an organization, so a system is formed.”

Ye Lingxiao slowly said: "However, my Lingxiao Pavilion has no ambition to dominate. All I seek is to climb high and look far, with a heart of frost and snow. Only cultivation matters. Although I am not afraid of trouble, I do not want to provoke it. After all, the path of cultivation is long, and those entanglements of cause and effect affect one's ascent."

After a moment of silence, Jiang Wang nodded. "I understand the Lord Pavilion Master's predicament and considerations. I've troubled you for so long, it's not right. I won't cause trouble for Lingxiao Pavilion. I will take An'an away and settle her in Qi Guo."

"No need to be like that." Ye Lingxiao shook his head. "Jiang An'an is my direct disciple of the Lingxiao Pavilion, and I like her very much. There's no reason to expel her. However, seeing Du Ruhui arrive today, as the master of the Lingxiao Pavilion, I have to remind you—if you can't let go of your hatred, if anything happens to you in the future, the Lingxiao Pavilion won't stand up for you."

This is a direct message to Jiang Wang, telling him not to rely on the relationship between Jiang An'an and Ye Qingyu. Lingxiao Pavilion is not his Jiang Wang's support.

Jiang Wang looked back at him, and said seriously: "Master Ye, please rest assured. I have never thought of asking Lingxiao Pavilion to stand up for me. Whether the road ahead is a ten-thousand zhang peak or an abyss, it is my own path, and I will walk it myself. The decisions I make, I will bear the consequences myself."

"Meeting Du Ruhui this time was truly unexpected. He asked me where I came from, a question that could be verified at any moment, and I couldn't lie to him. I assure you..."

Jiang Wang's expression was very serious: "There will be no next time. From now on, no matter what danger I encounter, even if I die in battle, I will never face Lingxiao Pavilion."

“I say this not out of anger or resentment. Rather, I express my understanding for the difficulties you face as a lord, and I thank you for taking care of An An. With utmost sincerity, I make this promise to you.”

Ye Lingxiao stared at him, indeed seeing not a trace of resentment in the young man's eyes, not even displeasure. This young man was truly clear-headed, knowing that there was no inherent support in this world... and he was indeed very proud.

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"Very good, though young in years, his heart is strong and proud."

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Ye Lingxiao nodded lightly: “I’m considering it for the Lingxiao Pavilion, and you don't need to understand. But considering that you are An An's brother and Qing Yu's friend, I will still explain it to you.”

"I completely understand your kind intentions," Jiang Wang replied.

"If you understand, that's great. If not, it's no problem." Ye Lingxiao smiled faintly: "Let's go, back to the pavilion to accompany An An."

Jiang An'an didn't seem to need company very much.

When Jiang Wang found her, she was riding on a snow crane, dancing with glee. The snow crane rolled and flipped, and she was overjoyed. Big Sister Wang and the other disciples were there to guard her, afraid she might fall off.

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Mo Liang and that fellow with a very square face, "Fang" senior brother, turned their backs and hid in a corner, busy doing something.

Jiang Wang walked over and saw the two of them skillfully disemboweling a fat crane, their mouths occasionally discussing it.

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"A-an lost the snow crane mount, didn't we use that excuse before"

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"Come on Didn't we say the last snow crane was scared off by An An's firecrackers"

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"Well, hehe. An'an has done a great service to my sect, so this Crane Leg should still be given to her!"

"...cough."

Mo Liang and "Fang" senior brother hurriedly turned back. Before turning around, Mo Liang pinched a spell seal and put on a fighting stance. He looked quite guilty.

"Brother!" Mo Liang's face was filled with shock, instantly replaced by joy. He called out, "You're back! I was just going to find you. A snow crane accidentally died, and we are preparing it right now. The flavor is exquisite! You have to try some!"

Face Fang, the senior brother, reacted relatively slowly. He only stiffly twitched the corners of his mouth and nodded to show agreement.

"Then I'll thank you first." Jiang Wang handed the grilled fish over. "On my way back, I just happened to encounter a fish that had accidentally drowned. It was already grilled, so please try some."

Mo Liang looked at the black grilled fish, his eyes twitched, and he smiled brightly as he took it: "Thank you, brother! Our Xie Ruixuan junior brother loves to eat fish the most!"

He laughed as he stuffed the grilled fish into Fang Shixiong's hand.

Facing Jiang Wang's gaze, the face-shielding senior brother whose real name was Xie Ruixuan could only catch the grilled fish and continue to awkwardly smile and nod. "Yes, yes."

"Ouch!"

Over there, Jiang An'an heard the commotion and scrambled down from the snow crane's back. She waddled over with her short little legs: "Brother, you're back!"

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Jiang Wang smiled kindly and looked at her very gently: "Did you practice calligraphy today"

"I'm going now."

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