, one whose gaze can encompass all Sea Clan members simultaneously, regardless of their location.” Yang Feng’s voice was heavy. “Is that what you’re referring to”>“I don't know his name, nor do I know...The Totem of the Abyss might be the ideal of the entire Qingshuo tribe, but this ideal does not belong to Qingshuo himself.

His grandfather was a tribal hero, his father was a tribal shame, and his adoptive father was the strongest shaman of the Qingshuo clan throughout history, who had initially completed the Totem of You... They all died because of it.

The Qinghuo Tribe was brought down by an unattainable ideal.

Yet, the inscription on his memorial tablet only depicts a young man who has lost his father, his grandfather, and his foster father.

Because of this repeated loss, You Tian developed a fear and dared not approach the Earth Cave. As a result, he was seen as a disgrace by his tribe and called a coward. Although he inherited the position of shaman, he was not respected.

Jiang Wang had never figured out what was going through Qing Huo's mind when he leaped into the Nether Heavens.

Their intersection was so brief, except for that single blaze of fire in the bone lotus at the back of their spines, there seemed to be no other trace left behind. But the leap of Qihuo's inscription still occasionally appeared in his mind - when he looked up at the stars.

Some people are born strong, while others may never overcome mediocrity. But under the same starry sky, do they have the same right to survive Or is it survival of the fittest

This is the question that the inscription of the burning of the beacon left in Jiang Wang's heart.

The State of Qu was located in the borderlands between the Northern and Eastern Regions, and it was also an independent nation. It frequently clashed with the State of Zheng.

Of course, anyone with eyes can see that the friction between these two countries is just superficial. In reality, there has never been any major action taken. It can be said that they are mutually covering each other's backs.

The states of Qu and Zheng, for many years, have managed to navigate the complex power dynamics between the three hegemons: Jing, Qi, and Mu. They skillfully played both sides, maintaining a favorable position and living comfortably.

When it comes to the country of Qu, Jiang Wang's first impression is the general guarding the border of Qu Country who was assassinated by Di Huang Wu Men. This was the first mission that Yin Guan assembled Di Huang Wu Men after its establishment. At that time, it shook the Eastern Region, and Di Huang Wu Men thus became famous in one battle.

From then on, until Yin Guan achieved divine status and descended to the mortal realm, the State of Qu withdrew the warrant for his arrest.

Stepping onto the soil of Qu Guo, a sense of solidity arose spontaneously.

Now we're back in the Eastern Region.

Although the grassland is safe and tranquil, it's not as reassuring as being in the East Region.

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His official positions and titles, after all, were the most effective in the Eastern Region.

Although when you look closely, he didn't seem to have settled anywhere in the Eastern lands besides Qi.

When I left Dongyu, it was early August. When I returned to Dongyu, it was already September. The maple and evening glow, one of the seven scenic spots in Linzi, had passed its season.

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In just a month, I went through life and death several times, taking a big detour. After going north and then returning to the east, I can't help but feel a bit sentimental.

By this time, the injuries on his body had completely healed, and both his mind and body had returned to their peak condition.

...Perhaps it's because I've been focusing on restoring the Five Imperial Ensembles recently, causing my power to disperse too much. Regardless, the Ruyi Immortal Robe has also been restored.

At last, I no longer have to dress like a beggar, with patches on the inside and coarse hemp cloth on the outside... Even my dragon-headed walking stick is mistaken for a dog-fighting stick.

Jiang Wang sometimes thought, even if Qi Ting didn't ask him to, he wouldn't have revealed his identity in that state...

This small town within the Qu country was named Yuguang. In its early years, there was a massive jade mine nearby. People relied on mining, reselling, and carving jade for their livelihoods.

Those miners and merchants, who gathered here for the long term, gradually formed a city.

The name "Jade Light" originally referred to the radiance of jade, and later became simply "Jade Light".

Jiang Wang found a decent-looking tavern, claimed a table for himself, ordered a pot of warmed wine, and two catties of boiled mutton. He listened to the chatter of the people, those colorful lives...

There were those who gossiped about family matters, and others who discussed the political landscape of the East.

This city, formed by miners gathering together, is not as rough as one might imagine. Instead, it is warm and comfortable.

It is possible that jade nurtures people, or perhaps because after jade mining was exhausted, several new groups of people came here and the city developed other industries.

By now, his cultivation level was so high that no amount of alcohol could get him drunk. Nevertheless, Jiang Wang was happily munching on mutton and taking sips of wine every now and then, feeling a slight buzz nonetheless.

From the environment to himself, everything was safe, which made him feel relaxed.

From the vast and sparsely populated grasslands, he returned to the bustling East Region. Both the expanse of nature and the vibrant human world brought him a sense of comfort.

"Sir, what can I get you"

"A pot of wine, a dish of fermented soybeans."

This dialogue caught Jiang Wang's attention.

With his current mastery over the Way of Sound, once he's heard a voice, it's very difficult to forget. Especially after activating the Sound-Hearing Immortal Form, sounds from long ago will also obediently provide information, because "all voices are converging upon him."

He didn't turn his head, his actions of eating meat and drinking remained unchanged. He simply silently activated the state of a Sound-Hearing Immortal.

What kind of wine would you like, sir

"The best."

The people at the newly opened restaurant are quite frugal with their words.

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But Jiang Wang had already caught it.

The sound is in the ear, and relevant information has surfaced.

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Tracing back to the source, the last time the two people conversed was on the battlefield of Qiyang in Chiwei County.

At that time, the man only said — "Understood, thank you!"

Jiang Wang silently drank the wine in his cup and ate the last few slices of mutton.

The shop assistant, who had already been paying attention to this side of the store, hurried forward and said: "Sir, would you like some more"

Jiang Wang shook her head, indicating refusal.

The wine, meat, and money had already been paid for, so he casually put on the cloak that was standing in the corner of the table, and stood up.

As he tucked the dragon head cane resting against his leg away, he took a sheathed longsword from his storage compartment, gripped it in his hand, and walked toward the patrons of the new tavern.

The shop assistant, seeing this scene, took two steps back.

People in the tavern are still eating, drinking, talking and laughing.

But gradually, some people also began to realize something was wrong and looked this way.

Only the ordinary-looking young man sitting opposite Jiang Wang leisurely pinched a fennel seed, throwing it into his mouth. Without even turning his head, he simply asked in a nonchalant tone: "Is something the matter"

After going through so much, he had cultivated a remarkable air of confidence. He was no longer the languid and weary person he once was, nor did he have the hurried appearance he had shown when they first met on Haimen Island. Instead, he carried himself with a calmness that suggested he could weather any storm.

Every person has their own experiences, and everyone is growing.

“Yang Xuance, Yang Xuance,” Jiang Wang said aloud, “The great things you did in Zhōnghéng City have caused me so much trouble.”

This statement already made it clear who he was.

Yang Xuance suddenly turned his head!

Just as he turned his head, his eyes blazed with brilliant gold, giving birth to flames. A roaring inferno instantly filled the space between him and Jiang Wang. The fire snakes surged fiercely, snarling on both sides, as if eager to devour someone.

Jiang Wang merely clenched his hand, and the pressure from the Three-Samadhi True Fire divine ability extinguished the flames that spread across the ground, averting a disaster that could have engulfed the entire tavern.

While Yang Xuan's figure, has already disappeared!

Jiang Wang reached out and grasped a wisp of lingering flame in mid-air. The flame transformed into a small blade of grass in his hand, and he pointed it towards the path ahead.

After this period of Daoist technique refinement, my study of Daoist techniques has yielded further progress. Although it is still not an exceptionally sophisticated tracking technique, given the clues we have grasped at present, it can still offer some leads.

The shop assistant only saw the raging flames erupt, before he even had time to panic, he saw them being extinguished by a single hand.

And the man in plain clothes who had finished all the mutton before getting to work was already outside the tavern.

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