The End of the Immortal Path

Chapter 241 Jiang Man: Miss Ji, let me touch you once.

Chapter 241 Jiang Man: Miss Ji, let me touch you.

inner door.

Himemu's residence.

Qingdai poured water for Ji Meng.

Ji Meng, standing to the side, wiped the iron sword, which was no longer rusty, with a look of reminiscence in her eyes.

Qingdai put down the kettle and couldn't help but sigh, "How did the young master manage to find the sword that Miss had when she was a child?"

"We might even be able to retrieve the master's sword."

"However, I heard that the master's sword was not simple. Now that the sword is broken, some of the things inside are probably gone too."

"But the son-in-law's gift was still astonishing."

"Didn't you go and ask?" Ji Meng said, sheathing her sword.

"The answer we've come up with is that it's all due to fate, destiny, and the two of us are intertwined." Qingdai said with a smile, "With a stroke of genius, she has given us the answer: Miss and Young Master are a match made in heaven."

"You believe it?" Ji Meng asked, looking over.

Qingdai nodded and said, "I think she's a diviner."

Ji Meng picked up her water glass but didn't say anything more.

They were simply asking what Jiang Man had been doing lately.

“Cultivation? The young master is either cultivating or on the path to cultivation,” Qingdai replied.

She had seen Jiang Man's diligence.

But the more she felt this way, the sadder she actually became.

She couldn't be sure how long her son-in-law could hold on.

Her current level might not seem like much, but the further she progressed, the more she understood how difficult it would be.

For so many years, not a single member of the Ji family with this destiny has been able to escape the shadow of their peerless genius destiny.

"He's the one who got me into staying up all night to practice," Ji Meng said.

Upon hearing this, Qingdai was also moved.

Looking back, she was still discussing with the young lady whether staying up all night to cultivate counted as being a prodigy.

Nowadays, the person who stays up all night to practice is actually the son-in-law.

The world is impermanent.

dong dong!

There was a knock on the door.

Qingdai immediately said, "It must be the young master. I'll go open the door."

Ji Meng shook her head: "I'll go."

As she spoke, she stood up and walked towards the courtyard gate.

Her steps were light, lacking the poise and elegance of a well-bred lady.

But there's a girlish air about her.

This is how Himemu should behave.

Qingdai increasingly felt that the young lady had become Ji Meng.

Of course, it's also possible that the lady turned into herself.

After all, since she was a child, the young lady has been under the gaze of countless people.

The bearer of the destiny of an unparalleled genius.

The road is never easy.

Whether it's the Ji family or outside, there have always been various opinions.

later
There was no later.

Everyone turns pale at the mention of the young lady.

creak!

The door opens.

Jiang Man was somewhat surprised to see who opened the door: "Is it just Miss Ji Meng again today?"

“Xiao Qing is inside,” Ji Meng said with a smile. “I came here specifically to open the door for Young Master Jiang to thank him for the two gifts last time.”

Jiang Man immediately said, "I also really like Miss Ji Meng's gift. It would be even better if I could borrow the book without using the spiritual energy source."

Ji Meng smiled and stepped aside, saying, "You're quite the opportunist."

Jiang Man stepped inside and said, "After all, Miss Ji Meng is easy to talk to."

“I refuse.” Ji Meng led the way with a smile. “If everything is free, what motivation does Young Master Jiang have to come back and return the book?”
"Wouldn't I be wasting a whole bunch of books for nothing?"

"However, you can buy on credit."

"No interest required."

Jiang Man sighed, "Miss Ji Meng is truly a good person."

As long as I can buy on credit, that's fine.

Not giving them spiritual energy is going too far.

"Young Master Jiang, have you finished your cultivation?" Ji Meng asked curiously.

Jiang Man nodded and said, "I just advanced to the late stage of the Golden Core realm, so it was a bit slow. It's mainly because I've been too busy."

He was held back by his destiny as an unparalleled genius.

Otherwise, they would have advanced to the later stages long ago.

And you don't have to be mocked by Tingfengyin.

If I don't get promoted this time, I don't know how much ridicule I'll get.

"Is it slow?" Ji Meng asked.

“That’s too slow. With my talent, I should have reached the late stage by July last year,” Jiang Man said.

This is what Fengyin said, it can't be wrong.

Ji Meng nodded and said, "Young Master Jiang is indeed shameless."

Jiang Man felt that Miss Ji Meng knew nothing about the peerless genius.

"What would you like to eat, young master?" Qingdai asked as they entered.

Jiang Man thought for a moment and said, "The yellow pastry from before."

Qingdai recalled for a moment and said, "I remember that the young master didn't really like the food."

“Miss Ji Meng has eaten two pastries that she only ever went back to eat,” Jiang Man said.

The moment the words left her lips, Qingdai felt as if the air itself was suffocating.

Because she didn't notice.

Due to limited ingredients, she couldn't make the dishes that the young lady liked to eat.

I learn how to make pastries every time I make them.

There was no sign of satisfaction on the young lady's face.

But the son-in-law noticed that the young lady ate it a second time, and it was the only one she ever ate.

For a moment, she felt that there was a reason why her son-in-law was able to marry the young lady.

After sitting down, Jiang Man took out a small box and said, "This is for Miss Ji Meng."

Ji Meng was momentarily lost in thought, but quickly returned to normal.

He took the box and asked curiously, "What's this?"

“Little bell,” Jiang Man said.

Ji Meng opened it and found that it was indeed an ordinary little bell. She shook it and the sound was crisp and melodious, even somewhat ethereal.

"I just finished my cultivation and came in a hurry, so I picked someone with a nice voice," Jiang Man said.

Actually, he wanted to see if Ji Meng was wearing the new bell; if she was, he wouldn't give it to her.

He gave it to me even though I wasn't wearing it.

"I'll have Xiaoqing put it on me later," Ji Meng said with a smile.

Jiang Man nodded and then inquired about the application of the formation.

Ji Meng then began her explanation.

“Array formations have a fixed framework, but the content of the same framework can be completely different. For example, there are many ways to get to the same path.” Ji Meng said as she began to demonstrate.

Set a result, and then begin the derivation process.

She explained it in great detail and in a way that was easy to understand.

Jiang Man stared at the other person, becoming engrossed in listening and watching.

Ji Meng seemed to sense something and looked over: "Young Master Jiang, did you understand?"

Jiang Man snapped out of her daze and nodded, saying, "I understand, but it would be even better if you could speak a little slower."

Ji Meng nodded.

Then the explanation will begin.

Jiang Man learns very quickly; he can grasp the basic applications after just one try, and he even starts to apply what he's learned to other situations.

Ji Meng was somewhat surprised.

However, I will continue explaining.

It gradually became more profound.

Turn decay into magic.

Jiang Man paused this time.

He felt that Ji Meng had only said a little bit, but it also seemed like she had said a lot.

In an instant, he closed his eyes.

Within his mind, countless array patterns began to appear, surrounding him completely.

Chaos and disorder plagued Jiang Man.

Formations are inherently fixed and can only exist within a framework.

How well it is applied depends on whether the framework is constantly being updated.

Then, Jiang Manxin had a thought, and countless array patterns were compiled into a book, the contents of which were the Mountain and River Maze Array.

The book was thin, but it contained all the formations he had laid out.

But it's too rudimentary.

Simple and ordinary.

Then the array patterns reappeared, and the book suddenly became twice as thick, with the array's strength also doubling.

But it's still not enough.

Several adjustments were made.

The books are ten times thicker than before.

The basic formations, operating speed, application scope, and overall effectiveness have all been greatly improved.

However, it is more complex, and the time, effort, and materials required increase exponentially.

It had no practical significance. Jiang Man then began to consider and cut parts.

For example, if you used to need to build a bridge to cross a river, now you can shrink the river so that you can step across it in one step.

As for the lack of spiritual energy circulation due to the narrowness of the river, simply changing the original width to depth will not affect the simplification of the crossing steps.

The disappearance of books highlights this trend.

The books, which were ten times thicker, became nine times, seven times, five times, and three times thicker.

Finally, it returned to one times the original value.

Same thickness, same frame, but completely different content.

At this moment, Jiang Man felt mentally and physically exhausted, yet he was unusually excited.

It is the joy of reaching a new level in the understanding of formations.

The next moment, his mind focused on his dantian.

Examine the texture of the last layer of the box.

It would normally take him three days to solve it, but now...
It's just random fluctuation.

In the time it takes to breathe six, the box snaps open.

It opened immediately.

At this moment, Jiang Man felt extremely exhausted.

I had no choice but to leave.

His eyes slowly opened.

It had gotten dark sometime during this time, and he was alone at the table; Miss Ji Meng was nowhere to be seen.

Fortunately, there was food on the table.

He was very hungry, although ordinary food wouldn't provide much relief.

But it can alleviate the problem to some extent.

Jiang Man was somewhat surprised after taking a bite of the pastry.

Surprisingly, a spiritual energy within nourished his mind and spirit.

Fatigue swept away.

Jiang Man's hands trembled as she looked at the pastries in her hands.

"What's wrong?" A sudden voice startled Jiang Man.

Ji Meng walked over, holding the hair bell and a book, and asked, "Not tasty?"

Seeing Jiang Man staring at the bell in her hand with a puzzled expression, Ji Meng kindly explained, "I wanted to get close to Young Master Jiang silently and scare him, and it seems I succeeded."

"It's a success." Jiang Man thought to himself, then picked up the pastry in his hand and said, "Something's not right with this pastry. I'm afraid Miss Ji Meng will ask me for money, and I can't afford it."

This pastry seems to possess a spiritual quality, which means it must be quite expensive.

I just took it without asking; if I had to pay for it, I would have gone bankrupt.

Ji Meng chuckled and smiled sweetly, saying, "Why is Young Master Jiang so thin-skinned? You could have easily reneged on your debt and run away."

"At most, we'll ask Young Master Ji to stand up for us and make him pay."

Hearing this, Jiang Man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Is this alright?"

Ji Meng sat down and said with a smile, "Of course not, because Young Master Ji will have us ask you to pay for it."

Jiang Man felt that Miss Ji Meng did indeed have a slightly sinister aura.

"I heard he recently obtained a sword intent and is now trying to gain credit in the clan. He also sent a message telling me to get ready so that when you enter the inner sect, I can also be placed in the inner sect courtyard and become a fellow cultivator with Young Master Jiang." Ji Meng picked up the same pastry as Jiang Man and asked.

Jiang Man was surprised, not only because Mr. Ji had successfully obtained the sword intent, but also because Ji Meng actually wanted to go to the same courtyard as him.

this.
Aren't the others in danger?

"Has the courtyard been reserved yet?" Jiang Man asked.

"It'll be soon. I heard that your small courtyard is applying for a new courtyard and they're inviting you to join," Ji Meng said.

Jiang Man nodded. He would indeed agree. Although familiar people couldn't obtain more spiritual resources, they were quite convenient in many ways.

“Young Master Jiang has a very high talent for formations,” Ji Meng suddenly asked.

Jiang Man nodded: "I think so too."

Ji Meng looked at Jiang Man and smiled, "So there's something I'd like to ask Young Master Jiang for help with."

Jiang Man asked curiously, "What is it?"

"Didn't Young Master Jiang become the spokesperson for the evil god?" Ji Meng asked.

Jiang Man nodded.

"I would like to ask Young Master Jiang to help me find an evil god with extremely powerful formations," Ji Meng said.

Jiang Man was slightly surprised. A powerful evil god with such a formidable array formation?

You can go back and ask Lao Huang.

"What is Miss Ji Meng's reward?" Jiang Man asked, looking at the person opposite him.

Upon hearing this, Ji Meng narrowed her eyes and smiled, "What does Young Master Jiang want?"

Jiang Man said in a serious tone, "Touch it."

Ji Meng was taken aback, and even put down the pastries: "So direct?"

Jiang Man paused for a moment, realizing that the sentence was indeed ambiguous, and immediately explained, "I meant arms, shoulders, and things like that."

Ji Meng was silent for a moment, then said, "Fine, but does Young Master Jiang treat everyone else like this?"

"No, there's a difference between men and women, so of course we can't do that," Jiang Man explained truthfully.

Others usually cannot escape his iron fist.

Afterwards, Jiang Man inquired about other matters concerning this evil god.

However, Ji Meng shook her head: "There is no other news for the time being. If I had to say, it should be a fairy."

"But it's impossible to be sure, because some people who become evil gods will exhibit genderless changes."

Jiang Man nodded.

That would make it harder to find.

"It's alright, I'll be staying in the sect for a long time, so there's no rush," Ji Meng said.

The two then chatted, and Jiang Man talked about recent events.

For example, exchanging ideas about receiving spiritual resources, or being invited by inner disciples.

Ji Meng mentioned that Qingdai often went to see Yu Wanyi.

Then he got caught setting fire to a house, had a lot of fun, but getting his release was a bit of a hassle.

Furthermore, the people whose homes were burned down are quite pitiful, having been burned down more than once or twice.

Jiang Man asked curiously, "Whose house was burned down?"

"He's my senior uncle, a man of extraordinary wisdom, I think his name is Xiang Tianlin," said Qingdai, who was carrying a teapot.

Jiang Man was taken aback. Was this Xiang Tianlin the same Xiang Tianlin he knew?

"Young master, if you have any problems with your cultivation, remember to tell Miss. She usually gives you discounts when you buy things here," Qingdai kindly reminded him, putting down the teapot.

She was afraid that her son-in-law was too proud to ask his mistress for things.

This can easily lead to accidents.

Jiang Man felt puzzled, but he naturally knew that things were cheaper here at Miss Ji Meng's place.

However, he was not in a hurry at all, as the destiny of a peerless genius could not catch up with him.

Every year, the one who catches up with him is the one who listens to the wind in the Magpie Bridge.

Another year has almost passed, and it's impossible to achieve the Golden Core stage now.

I'm probably going to get ridiculed again.

I still haven't tried hard enough.

Jiang Man left after daybreak.

I need to go find Senior Sister Yu and ask her about the inner sect matters.

Then I went to find Little Fatty and the others to see how the shop was doing.

The rest is just a period of time in prison, during which time I will practice the evil god's methods and prepare to make contact with other evil god subordinates.

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In the quaint and luxurious room.

The woman in the black fairy dress frowned and said to the spirit tablet, "This envoy is really calm. I reported him, but he didn't react at all, and didn't even send anyone to persuade him."

"Not a single word was spoken."

"Ask means wait."

"His arrogant attitude suggests he knows what changes will occur after agreeing to our request, right?"

"That's why it's been postponed again and again?"
"Or perhaps he didn't know the outcome, but instinctively sensed danger?"

The spirit tablet remained silent for a moment before saying, "It's still possible that you didn't hit the right spot. Try a different approach."

The woman in the black fairy dress pondered for a moment and said, "I have considered everything the envoy cares about, but none of them can get the other party to say another word."

"Look at the essence." The spirit tablet's voice was deep.

"Essence?" The woman in the black fairy dress frowned, then said, "Under the rule of the immortal sect, all so-called immortal spirits are evil gods, and everyone avoids them like the plague."

"There are only two kinds of people who can be bewitched."

"First, I was poor; second, my talent was limited."

To put it bluntly, it's still about being poor.

"So I should use spiritual energy as the entry point, instead of reporting it?"

"It feels a bit outrageous. How can someone who has joined the Immortal Spirits be so concerned about personal gains and losses?"

"Not devout."

The memorial tablet says: "Give it a try."

An hour later.

The woman in the black dress was stunned.

"Any results?" the memorial tablet inquired.

The woman in the black dress leaned back with a sigh and said, "Yes, they agreed."

She hadn't expected this answer; she felt it shouldn't be like this.