Yan Wulu said and continued: "Actually, father, you..."

…and he’s also very good at pleasing women.

After all, I was able to catch my mother-in-law out of competition from thousands of men.

Yan Wulu was about to say this, but suddenly he thought of the gift Yan Dong gave to Princess Rongya... an iron gun heavier than eight Jiang Rongya.

Yan Wulu immediately swallowed the unfinished words back into his mouth.

After several exchanges of greetings, Yan Dong also handed Yan Wulu the key item that had come all the way to Yan Wulu.

"The Point Guard Is Here"

It was the [Ancient Soul Ring] that Yan Dong asked Yan Wulu for.

Yan Wulu was a little curious and asked -

"If it is this thing, why didn't my father just ask the Zhenbei secret guards to hand it over to Wu Lu? I think the Zhenbei secret guards would be safe and secure as well."

"In this ring, there is a wisp of the remnant soul that my father placed inside, as well as some other things."

"...This is a remnant soul that only our Yan family can control. Therefore, only you and my son in the world can afford this ring now."

Yan Dong said quietly.

Yan Wulu thought it was too wonderful and a little unbelievable, but after thinking about it, his father Yan Dong didn't need to lie to him.

"Lu'er, you are no longer the same person you were two years ago."

"You have grown up. You are qualified to inherit the Northland and command the North-Suppressing Army. Therefore, you should know some things."

Yan Dong said suddenly, seemingly with some emotion.

"You did a great job over there in the Western Region, so you don't have to worry about it anymore as a father."

"...Now, Lu'er, just take this ring and go to the top of Kunlun Mountain through the forces you have deployed in the Western Region."

"The top of Kunlun Mountain?" Yan Wulu knew that it was the sacred mountain in the Western Regions.

"Yes, Lu'er, you went there and when you come back, you will be the new King of Zhenbei."

Yan Dong's extremely calm words immediately shocked Yan Wulu.

"Father, then you..."

"A father?"

Yan Dong pointed at himself and suddenly smiled and said——

"Haha, as a father, of course he is the King of Zhenbei! Hahahaha..."

A burst of black lines suddenly appeared on Yan Wulu's forehead.

What the hell are these names?

"By the way, Lu'er, you have one more thing to do when you go to the Western Regions..."

"Father, what's the matter?"

"You'd better take Zhang Chunhua back to Beidi, because..."

Yan Dong slightly lengthened his voice.

Yan Wulu listened attentively, thinking, is there something wrong with Zhang Chunhua?

"Because Zhang Chunhua is already pregnant with the grandchildren of my Yan family, and you didn't even take her back to Yanbei to provide for me. Instead, you sent her to a sandy and arid land like the Western Regions."

"...Lu'er, you really don't care about the blood of my Yan family!"

Yan Dong spoke with seriousness and sincerity.

When Yan Wulu heard this, there was another burst of black lines.

He just felt in his heart, why is this Yan Dong always like this? It doesn't take long for him to become a serious person again.

After getting along for a short time, Yan Wulu hurriedly said goodbye to Yan Dong.

Yan Dong also nodded slightly, then turned around and disappeared into the night. He was also going back to Jinling City.

If you stay outside for a long time, you will inevitably not be discovered by Prince Zhao Lingfeng's secret door.

Yan Wulu rode on the black cloud horse.

Yun Qingzhi came to his side and asked in a low voice without daring to raise his head -

"Are we... still going to see Jihua Immortal?"

Thinking about it, Yun Qingzhi did not expect that Yan Dong would hand over the objects to Yan Wulu so quickly and let Yan Wulu leave quickly.

Yan Wulu glanced at Yun Qingzhi's expression.

The latter seems to want to be seen, as if it is a goal model that has been pursued for many years, and now it is finally within reach.

"Originally, it is best to leave Jinling quickly as my father said."

Yun Qingzhi's expression was invisibly dark and lost.

"but……"

Yan Wulu turned around and said, "I never listen to my father very much."

"...Let's go, I also want to see what this first immortal, who is famous all over the world and has been passed down through history, is like."

…

Horse hooves move.

According to Yan Dong's letter, the immortal's residence is at the top of Purple Mountain.

There is also a sect of immortals there.

"...it seems to be called...Yaoxian Sect."

Yan Wulu said calmly.

Yun Qingzhi beside him was suddenly startled, and then his eyes flickered, "It must be. Then it must be!"

"...the sect under Jihua Immortal Lord is the Yao Immortal Sect."

Yun Qingzhi couldn't suppress his excitement, "Originally, the Yao Xian Sect should be at Piaomiao Peak, but perhaps due to the changes over the past tens of millions of years, the sect may have moved to Purple Mountain."

Seeing Yun Qingzhi look so excited, he felt like he was about to meet his idol's little fan.

Yan Wulu was stunned when he arrived.

Yao Immortal Sect?

Piaomiao Peak?

Purple Mountain?

Yan Wulu secretly felt something was wrong.

Just like in his father's secret letter, Yan Wulu felt from those words that his father... also looked down upon this "Jihua Immortal Lord".

…

The foot of Purple Mountain.

Yun Qingzhi suddenly asked Yan Wulu next to him——

"Aren't you afraid of danger when you bring me here alone like this?"

"I just came to visit the mountain gate. Is it possible that these Taoist priests want to kill you and me?" Yan Wulu responded easily.

When Yun Qingzhi heard this, he felt some inexplicable emotions in his heart.

She felt that in Yan Wulu's words, he had already regarded her as a fellow traveler.

It's a bit intimate, but also a bit strange.

Her feelings for Yan Wulu are very subtle, with some hatred, some fear, and some dependence.

…

The mountain gate at the foot of Purple Mountain is a white stone mountain gate.

Its material is very similar to the "white stone cemetery" used by Yan Dong for Princess Liu Mengyun of Zhenbei. They are both the most expensive and beautiful stones.

Being able to use this kind of stone to build the mountain gate already shows that this mountain is extraordinary.

The two stepped forward and knocked lightly on the mountain door.

Behind the Purple Mountain Gate, a Taoist indeed appeared.

These people would have been called monks in the past.

That was a method of cultivation that was once more popular than that of warriors.

It’s not that it’s easier for monks than warriors, but because…immortality!

Although the early combat strength of monks may not be as good as that of warriors through their training, its impact on longevity is far beyond what warriors can compare with.

Sword Saint Junxing once told Yan Wulu——
To be continued...