ars. Of the old friends from back then, few remain. The reason I’m still alive is merely to keep living, and now I'm just here to escort you on this journey. Dragon Balls are good, but they are useles...Truly a demon, Number One.

True demon, Second.

Evil Shura, Zero.

Jiang Wang recorded his journey of slaying the eighteen true beings from another race on a piece of bamboo scroll, writing down these few short words.

This book is no ordinary one, it was a gift from Chung Hsien, a member of the Tai-ku Pavilion.

What can be inscribed can record history, and characters reveal the Spring and Autumn Annals.

As long as Jiang Wang is willing, he can have every battle in the eighteen-true slaying of the alien race recorded in Qing Jian. This would ensure that his contributions to the human race are beyond dispute.

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Of course, at this time, only each foreign race's true warrior's last moment of life would be recorded in simplified characters. Master Jiang wouldn't want to put on a show for those who might find fault with it.

The night on the prairie was bitterly cold. When the heavy felt curtain was lifted, a biting wind swept into the tent.

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Coming in was Yuwen Duo, his braid bouncing with neat arcs. He looked dusty and glanced at Jiang Wang who was carving: “Wow! This letter isn’t ordinary!”

Jiang Wang smiled smugly: "You have an eye for quality."

Yuwenda placed two altar-like jars of fine wine on the ground and sat across from Jiang Wang: "What kind of treasure is this Introduce it to me"

Jiang Wang glanced at him: "Do you know about Han Qingjian"

Diligent Study Academy, a treasure of the town's history!

It was refined by the founder of Naiqin School, using the ninth-ranked Danshan Chishui Tian from Xiaodongtian. It is also a top-ranking artifact in Dongtian's treasure trove.

Even if he had never met him, how could he possibly not have heard of Yuwen Tuo

Seeing this book, my eyes lit up. I raised my hand, wanting to touch it but afraid to. My voice trembled with excitement: "Of course! Could this be…"

"It has nothing to do with Han Qingjian." Jiang Wang said.

"Well, well!" Yuwen Duo leaned back. "I thought you'd seized the Qinkǔ Academy! Gave me a fright."

“A little trinket made by Fan Hanqing. It was sent to me by Zhong Xuan.” Jiang Wang rolled up the letter and said casually, “So what did you want to talk about”

The more casual and carefree he is, the closer he seems.

Yuwendu was overjoyed, his mouth stretched wide as he brought over two jars of wine. “Nothing’s the matter, just that I haven't seen Brother Jiang in a long time, come drink with me—don't worry, I won't delay your business, after these two jars I'll be gone!”

The weight of the Human Race's first pride lies heavy on everyone's heart. Especially after the battle of Heavenly Capital City, Jiang Wang's influence has reached a new peak, evident to all under heaven.

For such a person, Yuwen Tuo would never start with trivial matters. He wanted to accumulate favors and would be reluctant to spend even a single one.

He doesn't deny having ulterior motives. He is a staunch supporter of the Helan Yunyun lineage, the daughter of the Grand Shepherd King. He is also Zhao Ru Cheng, the son-in-law of Mu State – what's wrong with flattering Big Brother Jiang

If you have the guts, ask Brother Jiang to drink with you. Come on then!

Jiang Wang put away the bamboo slips and only smiled, "How can there be wine without meat"

“I’ve been ready for a long time, the lamb is roasting out there!” Wenyuan laughed and got up: “I’ll get it!”

The heavy curtain was flung open once more, and he strode boldly into the night.

But before the curtain fell, a tiny cloud crane, nimble as can be, flew into the tent. It landed affectionately on Jiang Wang's shoulder and, when he held it, transformed into a sheet of paper.

Of course, Jiang Wang wouldn't neglect this letter. He unfolded it and began to read.

The content of the letter was also simple, just a few short lines —

"I apologize for the intrusion and hope this does not inconvenience Elder Jiang."

"Writing a letter isn't anything important, it's just that autumn has arrived. Stupid Gray is molting recently, I wanted to ask how you handle it."

"May this letter suffice. No further correspondence is necessary."

—“Ye Qingyu.”

Yuwen Tuo directly brought the lamb and the roasting rack over, not giving the fire-starter soldiers a chance to show off. As if anyone could serve Brother Jiang!

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He decided to show them what he could do. With a motley collection of spice bottles strapped to his waist, he strode in with confidence and enthusiasm.

"My ancestral record says you're quite the figure in the demon realm! Those real demons don't dare show their faces! Big Brother Jiang, tell me about it - Big Brother Jiang"

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Yuwentuo held the grill with the roasted lamb and walked around inside and outside the tent several times, but he couldn't see Brother Jiang anywhere!

Where is the person

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Yǔwén Duó was momentarily astonished.

Could it be that a demon has attacked the camp

Or could Big Brother Jiang go to attack the real demon's camp

Or perhaps it was the Ancestor, when in the demon world, who became too arrogant and angered Eldest Brother Jiang with his bad temper

Counting up, the strongest member of the Yuwen family at present, the current holder of the position of Huiming City's Guardian is Yuwen Guo, the first cousin of Yuwen Tuo's great-grandfather. Yuwen Guo had no descendants himself, otherwise the head of the family would not have fallen to the branch of Yuwen Tuo's grandfather.

As for Yuwen Guo, who he was close to within the family wasn't really a matter of blood relation. Even the closest ones were several generations apart. A person's talent, ability, and temperament, whether they match his disposition, is far more important.

This time, Yuwen Guo wrote a letter back to his family and specially mentioned Yuwen Duo, asking about his progress in his studies. Isn't that because he saw that Yuwen Duo was friends with Jiang Wang

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In the past, the ancestor only looked at Wenlie and their group.

Uwen Lie's father, Uwen Duo's uncle Uwen Su, was the head of the Uwen clan at that time. Uwen Lie himself was one of the "Three Outstanding Horses of Qionglu," with extraordinary talent.

He Wenyue is unmatched.

Of course, he has a good relationship with his cousin Yuwen Lie and even introduced his cousin to Brother Jiang before. But that doesn't mean he doesn't want to be more valued within the family and have access to more resources...

...and without mentioning how Yuwen Tuo’s thoughts became so disordered.

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But how he had no excuse, young...he hadn't said it

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He, too... was young once.

"What are you all doing here!" he exclaimed, waving his hand dismissively at the attendants. "Go back to your duties!"

Although there aren't many true disciples of the Lingxiao Pavilion, around twenty of them were here doing their morning practice. One moment they had their necks craned and ears perked up, the next they scattered like birds and beasts.

"Master…" Among the disciples, there were also those who stood their ground. Mo Liang said in a grievance, "Now is the time for us to do our morning exercises What we should be doing is morning exercises."

“You stay here.” Ye Lingxiao pointed at him: “I don’t usually see you being diligent, and now you come out to show off! Since you love practicing so much, today I will personally guide you, practice for a whole day.”

Mo Liang wore a pained expression and remained rooted to the spot.

Ye Lingxiao called out again, "An An!"

"Hey!" Jiang Anan responded sweetly, running to Ye Gezhu's side. As she passed her own brother, she gave him a knowing smirk.

"Come on, let's find a place and give your brother Mo Liang some pointers together." Ye Lingxiao beckoned.

Jiang An'an nodded vigorously: "I think he still has a lot to learn!"

They didn't take the dumb gray cat because it was shedding fur, which is why Jiang Wang came rushing over last night.

The vast Lingxiao Square was deserted all of a sudden.

Only Ye Qingyu stood there, like a slender water lily blooming in the morning mist.

Only Jiang Wang, who traveled thousands of miles and rushed here all night, still resembles that young man.

"Shedding is really a serious problem." Jiang Wang hugged the dumb gray, somewhat hesitant, and said seriously, "I will handle it well."

The silly grey dog wanted to bark a few times, to show that it wasn't serious, to say that it didn't shed much at all. The most it shed was when AnAn, the big human, liked to pull out its fur. Back then, it would really be one tug and a jump...

But there was a strange atmosphere that made it wisely keep silent. It seemed that if it spoke, something terrible would happen...

"Actually, it's not too serious," Ye Qingyu said. "Puppies shed their fur sometimes, and it will grow back again. It's very well-behaved, it will grow..."

"Sorry," said Jiang Wang.

Ye Qingyu looked at him.

In the course of his hurried journey, Jiang Wang had deliberately tidied himself up, but the fatigue etched on his brow and eyes was still difficult to conceal. He had fought six powerful figures in Tianjing, tirelessly traveled through the demon realm, and worked non-stop in Bianhuang... And yet at this moment, this apology sounded so light and airy.

I'm actually quite choked up.

"Why are you apologizing" Ye Qingyu said with sleepy eyes, "You've worked so hard."

Her eyes were truly beautiful, like a winding stream reflecting the moonlight between the mountains. So tranquil, so peaceful, and yet at this moment, a ripple stirred within them like a single drop of rain.

From now on, I have something on my mind.

"My hardship shouldn't be your burden to bear," Jiang Wang said.

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Ye Qingyu gently shook her head: "You haven't made me bear anything. You have always been the one who takes it on yourself. You are the one who goes alone to the depths of the clouds, shattering wind, rain, and thunder."

Jiang Wang looked at her: "Your unhappiness, your worry, your anxiety, aren't these all kinds of burdens you carry"

Ye Qingyu lowered her eyes slightly, the lake shimmering: "I haven't done anything."

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"You've done everything you could." Jiang Wang's voice was soft, "And I haven't given everything for you. My heart is always full of things, I always have a lot to do, I'm always chased by time, and I don't know why, I can't stop - I'm so sorry."

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Chuihui didn't quite understand this strange conversation, but suddenly felt that it was best to leave. Even though she was just an innocent little dog, she knew it was time to go. She gently twisted herself, noticing her owner wasn't holding on too tightly and didn't seem to want her to stay. So, she jumped out of his arms and ran away on tiptoe.

"You traveled a long way," Ye Qingyu said.

"I should have come earlier." Jiang Wang said.

“Isn’t that strange” Ye Qingyu looked at him and said, “I’m the kind of person who gets angry over insignificant things and makes a fuss.”

“I know this isn't unimportant.” Jiang Wang shook his head gently but seriously.

He looked at Ye Qingyu: “When I was leaving the Demon Realm, I had planned to go through the Wan Yao Men of Chu State so that I could come find you first and explain things to you—but I didn't know how to explain. I wrote you a letter, but during these days in the Demon Realm, recalling it, I felt the words in the letter were very fragile and not like me at all. They were full of self-righteousness and assumptions, not a single word was true.”

He didn't move forward, but his eyes grew closer. "I have to confess something to you, something I haven't dared to tell you before—the moment I set out for Tianjing City, there was only one thought in my mind, and that decision overwhelmed everything else."

“I hope you will have a good life, Qingyu. Your father loves you very much, and you live in a beautiful world. Your life will be sunny.”

“I was thinking that AnAn has grown up, she can take care of herself, and you will also help take good care of her.”

"I thought my apprentice was very sensible, he could try to be a man, he could face the wind and rain."

“I think about my elders that I know, who have always taken care of me and never needed me to take care of them.”

"I thought about my friends, each with their own skills, none of whom needed my concern—only my master, that insufferable old monk. He was so insufferable that even after he was killed, no one dared to speak up for him. Only a confined Jing Li and myself, who had never acknowledged him as my master."

Jiang Wang paused for a moment before finishing his sentence: "Qing Yu, only I can do this. This is the reason why I'm willing to give up everything."

“Actually, you have thought of me, of An An, of your apprentices, friends, elders... You haven't gone all out without regard for anything. Before going all out, you still cared about so many people——”

Ye Qingyu looked at him: "But what about you I blame you for never wanting to do things yourself."

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