cking his opponent right before him!The breakthrough he chose wasn't the "old friend," but the weakest-looking commander among the Sea Tribes.Everything is results-oriented.We must strike with all our...The courtyard was bright and clean, as if someone had just been here. It didn't feel like a house that had been empty for a long time. Someone clearly came by to tidy it up regularly.

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Jiang Wang walked into the courtyard and nodded in satisfaction.

“Let’s talk in the living room,” he suggested.

Dugu Xiao quickly ran into the room, skillfully getting tea and setting out the teacups.

This courtyard was actually cleaned and tidied by her personally. She would come to sweep it every three days, no matter how busy she was with official duties.

But she wouldn't take credit for it in front of Jiang Wang.

She always considered herself Jiang Wang's maid. Although she was now extraordinary and had been entrusted with the town affairs of Qingyang Town, she was also a prominent figure in the entire Jiacheng city domain.

It's perfectly natural for a maidservant to tidy up her master's room.

A gentle breeze stirred the window as it was opened slightly. Jiang Wang immediately knew that Yin Guan had gone into his room to rest. It was a reminder for him, and also a subtle indication that he wouldn't eavesdrop on their conversation.

He shuffled forward listlessly, as if oblivious to his surroundings.

But Jiang Wang knew he was perceptible.

The swordsmanship that once reigned supreme was terrifyingly powerful.

Three people sat in the living room, as usual there were four people, but this time Zhu Biqiong's "Exploitation Contract" had expired and she had returned to the near-sea islands. They hadn't been able to say goodbye in person, which left Jiang Wang feeling somewhat regretful.

Although they had put in a lot of effort for Qingyang Town, there was still a foundation of friendship between the few people.

But Zhu Biqiong returned to the nearby islands, she went there "to enjoy herself," so there's nothing to worry about.

In the coastal islands, the Fishing Tower is not the loudest voice, but certainly one of them. Hu Shaomeng is dead, and revenge has been served. Born into the Fishing Tower, as long as she continues her cultivation step by step, her future will be bright.

Jiang Wang sat casually, listening halfheartedly.

One's posture can reveal a lot about their personality.

For example, Dugu Xiao, she only touched half of the chair and could rise at any time to obey orders. When reporting on the affairs of the town, her eyes were constantly watching Jiang Wang's expression, quite careful. Her loyalty to Jiang Wang was certainly enough, but it also had a flattering element. Because Jiang Wang was the one who controlled her destiny.

And moving forward, he simply turned the chair into another bed, his whole body became like a puddle of mud, slumping directly onto the chair. Jiang Wang had no doubt that in the next moment, he would hear his snoring.

Having simply listened to the report, Du Gu Xiao and Jiang Wang were trusted. However, this report was still necessary. He trusted Du Gu Xiao, but he still needed to supervise Du Gu Xiao's power. This was not a contradictory thing.

The former is personal feeling, the latter is a rule must.

Don't underestimate this rule, it is the foundation of any power.

Having struggled for so long in the huge vortex of power struggles within the prestigious Chongxuan family of Qi, Jiang Wang was no longer a stranger to these things.

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"Not bad." After Dugu Xiaohui finished her report, Jiang Wang nodded in approval: "You did a good job."

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Dugu Xia was delighted and laughed. Getting praise from Jiang Wang meant more to her than anything else.

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“Bang!”

Jiang Wang patted Du Gu Xiaoshuo's thigh forward, waking the fellow from his heavy sleep.

He woke up suddenly and glared at Jiang Wang angrily.

It's just that those half-open, drowsy eyes really don't have much of an intimidating effect.

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“What about you What have you been up to lately” Jiang Wang deliberately tapped her fingers and said, “I have to pay you dao yuan stones every month, you know.”

"You wouldn't want me to do anything, would you" he said lazily.

For his position in Qingyang Town, his biggest accomplishment was that nothing happened.

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Jiang Wang of course knew this, but he just wanted to pick a fight. "Wipe your drool."

He reached out his hand and wiped, but found himself empty. Only then did he realize he had been fooled.

He sighed, "You're really bored now."

Jiang Wang smiled: "Then I'll find you something less boring"

"Thanks, but no thanks!" He raised his hands in opposition. "Qingyang Town is too small, and I'm a complete waste of space. It's better to be bored than anything else. Being aimlessly idle is the true essence of life."

Jiang Wang understood his hint.

A master with a hidden identity, staying by Jiang Wang's side, couldn't possibly have good intentions. He has deep feelings for Qingyang Town, otherwise, he wouldn't stay here. He left as soon as the Myriad Swords Dao was revealed.

He reminded Jiang Wang that Qiyáng Town couldn't afford to take too much risk.

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Jiang Wang didn't immediately respond, but looked at Dugu Xiao instead: "Xiao Xiao, how is your cultivation going now"

"That's not very good at all!" Xian Qiang remarked with unusual disapproval.

With his personality, he doesn't care what others think of him. They have nothing to do with him.

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Back when I used to work in the mine, I spent a long time working with Zhang Hai. Every day, he would tinker with his old compass, always keeping his true abilities and sharp insight hidden. You couldn't say much about him, but you knew he had something special.

But Dugu Xiao, this girl, had after all fought alongside him. And... how could he possibly forget the expression on Hu Zhuan's face before he died.

So after Zhū Bìqióng left, he took on the responsibility of guiding Dúlú Xiāo's solitary cultivation.

Even someone as pathetic as him saying it's not good, that's truly lackluster.

Jiang Wang was taken aback. "What do you mean"

He understands Dugu Xiao.

This little maid was no fool. In fact, due to her previous painful experiences, she was quite shrewd. Moreover, she had a ruthless streak in her bones, willing to grit her teeth and persevere, far from someone like Qian who worked for three days and rested for two.

As the saying goes, "Heaven rewards diligence." Even if one's talent isn't outstanding, it shouldn't be too difficult for someone like Dugu Xiao to cultivate.

“She...” was about to say something, but glanced at Dugu Xiao before swallowing her words. Finally, she mumbled, “Ask her yourself.”

At this time, the joy on Dugu Xiao's face had vanished, replaced by panic.

She quickly lowered her head, not allowing her eyes to turn red at that instant.

She was really scared! She was afraid that she was a useless person, afraid that she would lose her value to Jiang Wang, and afraid that she would be abandoned again.

It was precisely because he saw her emotional state that Xiang Qian couldn't say anything more.

"What's wrong" Jiang Wang smiled. "Looking forward to waste into this way, for so long, no progress at all, I think he's sleeping soundly. What are you doing"

He lowered his voice, making his posture more peaceful: "If you have any cultivation problems, say them quickly. The genius who is famous in Linzi is right here, don't you hurry up and solve them"

Ahead glared at him angrily, resentful that he had been dragged out to be the target.

But Dugu Xiao instantly wasn't so panicked anymore.

That heart, which had been racing wildly, finally settled down.

She was even quite satisfied.

Because she knew that, to "Master Jiang," she was not entirely insignificant. "Master Jiang" even went to the trouble of appeasing her!

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“My small Zhoutian was built, but it’s terrible.” Dugu Xiaodao in a low voice: “Tell Big Brother, there is no future…”

"Oh"

Jiang Wang was actually curious.

Xiao Zhoutian is the condensation of a practitioner's will, and can also be seen as a practitioner's initial exploration of "Dao," as well as their imagination and even answers.

The Lesser Circulation of Heaven is just the foundation. After laying the groundwork, we take it further. Generally speaking, after initially building the Lesser Circulation of Heaven, we gradually fill in details and even extend it. There's no saying someone has no future just because they stop at the Lesser Circulation stage.

But in terms of foresight, there was no need for Jiang Wang to doubt the other party. The other party possessed the culmination of an era's legacy. Although their current cultivation had been surpassed, their understanding of cultivation would definitely not be inferior to Jiang Wang's.

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"What does your small Zhoutian condense" Jiang Wang asked.

"Yes..." Dugu lowered her head, her voice barely a whisper.

“Alright, alright.” Seeing her like this, Jiang Wang said, “Relax a bit, let me take a look myself.”

Dugu Xiaoming didn't understand what he meant, but she still obediently relaxed herself.

Then, in the next moment.

Suddenly, a black snake slithered into her Heavenly Palace!

Dugu Xiao was in terror, when suddenly she "heard" Jiang Wang's voice.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

The black snake stopped in Dugu Xiao's Tongtian Palace, spitting out human words.

In a way, it was also an intrusion. But Jiang Wang wouldn't hurt her anyway.

To Jiang Wang's eyes, the small palace of Dugu was a bit cramped, but that was the size of most ordinary cultivators' palaces.

The only thing that surprised Jiang Wang was that, in this towering palace, he didn't feel any resistance from the palace itself.

Probably because Dugu Xiao was too weak, her slight resistance wasn't worth mentioning.

Jiang Wang didn't think much of it, soothed the homeowner's emotions, and the black snake raised its head to observe the surroundings.

Every practitioner's Zhou Tian construction must start from themselves. It is the past, and it is the future. It is a summary, but also a prospect.

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For example, Jiang Wang's own Tiangong is divided into three layers from the nine great star river paths.

Three Milky Way channels form a small Zhoutian, which is the sun, moon, and stars.

The sun, moon, stars are for heaven, mountains and rivers are for earth, and the vast sea of people is for humanity.

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Three small Zhoutians constitute one large Zhoutian, representing Heaven, Earth, and Humanity.

The artistic conception is grand and quite impressive.

And in the secluded Dugu's palace, three Dao whirlpools hung on the vaulted ceiling, rotating endlessly. It seemed that a miniature Zhoutian had already been established.

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But Zhou Tian's scenery, Jiang Wang couldn't see anything remarkable. He only felt a strange sense of familiarity.

Between the whirling paths, a thin earthworm was struggling to climb. This was the Dao pulse true spirit of Dugu Xiao. It had no spirituality to speak of.

He didn't even react, not even a little, to the claim of defending the Heavenly Palace and driving away Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang emerged from the black serpent, flying to the top of this towering palace and observing Dugu Xiao's Small Zhoutian up close.

Just then, a change occurred.

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Perhaps it was because of Jiang Wang's soul that stirred something within me.

On the three Dao swirls at the top of the Tiangong Palace, a phantom appeared, exactly the embodiment of Dugu Xiao's condensed intent.

They are not the sun, moon, stars, gold, silver, or copper...

Every phantom, however, is a silhouette of a person.

A figure stood on the left, a figure stood on the right, and the figure in the middle faced Jiang Wang directly.

Jiang Wang wondered if he was seeing things.

Because the three figures in front of him... were all him!

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