In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

Ji Family Floating Island.

It took Ji Yuanbing more than ten days to finally help his wife temporarily recover from the grief of losing their son.

Of course, this process involved the use of some secret techniques to slowly seal away some of her memories.

But the one who tied the knot must untie it; only when Jin Yue is truly avenged will his wife's obsession be completely let go.

The two were admiring flowers in a garden. In the misty haze, one after another, the flowers were in full bloom, their petals crystal clear, their fragrance intoxicating, and their leaves as green as jade, translucent and radiant.

There are also purple bamboos transplanted from the Nanling Mountains, with sections as smooth as jade and a shimmering purple glow.

This purple bamboo also has a history. Not long ago, Ji Yuanbing visited the Yaochi Holy Land and saw it in its garden. He liked it very much, and after returning, he sent members of the Ji family to Nanling to find it.

Dozens of knights died in the process of bringing back just over a hundred purple bamboo plants.

Every now and then, little sprites resembling Qilin, Phoenix, or Dragon would pop up from the grass, breaking through the mist, making Jiang Hualan laugh.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in Ji Yuanbing's line of sight through the mist, but looking at the mistress's back, he dared not speak for a moment, for fear of disturbing her interest.

You should know that this was the first time the mistress had been this happy since Young Master Jin Yue's death.

Ji Yuanbing quietly waved his hand, and the man slowly backed out of the garden, his steps light and his upper body not daring to make a sound.

Ji Yuanbing helped his wife to the pavilion, where the jade table was covered with spiritual fruits and immortal wine: "Hua Lan, I'll go first. The Eighth Ancestor needs to see me."

Jiang Hualan had just picked up a fruit, intending to hand it to Ji Yuanbing, when she heard this and froze, forcing a smile: "The Eighth Ancestor may have something important to discuss with you. You go first. It's been half a month, and I've almost recovered."

"Alright." Ji Yuanbing instructed the maidservant hidden in the shadows to take good care of the mistress before leaving the garden.

"What is it?" Ji Yuanbing looked at his steward, expressionless. He wouldn't bother him unless it was something important.

This steward has been with me for three hundred years. When I was trapped for two hundred years, many of my lineages went to other branches, but he has been waiting for me to come back.

Very loyal, and methodical in his work.

"We have news about the cause of Young Master Jin Yue's death." The steward bent down and relayed all the information he had gathered.

"At that time, some cultivators saw that Young Master Jin Yue had left the Demon Emperor's Tomb, but after seeing something, he turned back and went to a small hill. After that, Young Master Jin Yue disappeared."

That mountain peak was far from the Demon Emperor's tomb, and human cultivators were scarce there; no one saw what happened, except for a group of people.

"Who is it?" Ji Yuanbing asked coldly. Whoever it was, as long as he found out, they had to die.

"Yan Ruyu, the descendant of the Azure Emperor and a princess of the demon race, and her subordinates." The steward added, "The Crimson Dragon Taoist may have also seen it at the time; the demon race had set up a treasure basin on another mountain."

Ji Yuanbing finally understood why the steward had rushed to find him before finding the real culprit; it turned out that the person in the know was a descendant of the demon race.

The Ji family, especially myself, had just fought a great battle with them. If it weren't for the Qingdi soldiers being tough enough, Yan Ruyu would have been killed on the spot.

Ji Yuanbing fell silent and remained silent for a long time, while the steward served him respectfully.

Ji Jinyue was his stepson. In terms of talent, he could only be described as mediocre. At nearly thirty years old, he was only at the second level of the Dao Palace, far inferior to the Ji family's divine body.

As for his character, he is quite respectful in front of me, and he also has a good impression on the other elders of the Ji family. As for how he treats those small forces and rogue cultivators outside the Ji family, that doesn't matter. But he has never provoked the Holy Land or the Ancient Desolate Family.

Not to mention... Ji Yuanbing's gaze passed through the garden gate, through the celestial mist, and he saw his wife.

She has bright, kind eyes, a gentle and intelligent heart, is well-educated and reasonable, and has saved my life.

Love me, love my dog...

"I understand. I'll go to the Eighth Ancestor's place first." Ji Yuanbing's figure slowly disappeared, as if merging into the void.

-----------------

In an instant, the alchemy furnace stopped shaking, and Ye Fan inside stopped churning. He patiently circulated the Dao Scripture Wheel Sea Chapter, rebuilding his sea of ​​suffering.

As time passed, Lü Yao finally extinguished the fire in the Fire Fiend Cave.

"Clang!" The lid of the alchemy furnace was suddenly opened, and a divine light flashed. A strange medicinal fragrance wafted out, refreshing the mind and making one feel as if they were ascending to immortality.

A figure leaped out from within, radiant with spirit, his eyes gleaming.

"Old Lu, you're even more ruthless than Elder Han."

"Stop talking nonsense. Just tell me whether you benefited from it or not. Those spiritual herbs are part of my entire fortune. Even cultivators from the Four Extremes would fight over them."

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan dropped his playful grin and said solemnly, "If you hadn't arrived in time, I would have been killed by that old bastard. You saved my life and treated me well; I will definitely repay you in the future."

Lu Yao felt pleased to hear Ye Tiandi's flattering words: "The Supreme Alchemy Furnace can refine a holy Buddha, and my alchemy furnace can refine a holy body."

"Moreover, you possess the appearance of a Heavenly Emperor, far surpassing the Supreme One." Lü Yao said, shaking his head as if he had forged some astonishing divine artifact.

Ye Fan sighed helplessly. "They always say I have the bearing of an emperor, the bearing of a heavenly emperor. I don't think that's a compliment."

"I do know about the Great Emperor, but what the hell is the Heavenly Emperor? There can't really be a Heavenly Court, can there?" Ye Fan complained.

"Why isn't there a Heavenly Court?" Lü Yao looked at Ye Fan as if he were an idiot.

"There was a Heavenly Court before the distant Chaotic Era. During the Chaotic Era, there was a Heavenly Court founded by the Desolate Heavenly Emperor. In the Mythological Era, there was a Heavenly Court founded by the Undying Heavenly Emperor. Perhaps there are other civilizations outside this universe, and they also have Heavenly Courts."

[I've heard you mention things about the time before the mythical era and beyond the universe, and I'm very interested in your "Devouring Heaven Immortal Technique." I'm listening intently, wanting to hear more clearly.]

Lu Yao remained calm and collected. He planned to wait until he had fully mastered the Devouring Heaven Immortal Technique and achieved the Chaos Body. He thought that he could then talk about the power systems of other ancient worlds and see if there was anything of reference to them, so as to open up the sixth secret realm.

"Before the chaotic era? The chaotic ancient era has already been buried by the dust of history; no one knows what happened there. How could you possibly know about before the chaotic ancient era?"

Ye Fan questioned, "Even though he came to Beidou, he wasn't completely ignorant. He always secretly inquired with the disciples of Lingxu Cave about what had happened in ancient Beidou."

But most of the time, these people only know about things from the last few thousand years, and they don't even know about things from the time of the Azure Emperor.

With his hands behind his back, Lü Yao walked to the cave entrance, exuding an air of authority. He smiled without saying a word, only gazing at the distant rising sun.

After a long pause, he finally spoke, "You'll be qualified to know these things once you've attained the Dao and become an Emperor, and have entered the Immortal Realm. Knowing them now will only add to your troubles. You should think about how to gather cultivation resources and save Pang Bo."

Ye Fan slapped his forehead, finally remembering that his good brother was still in dire straits, and immediately became worried:

"A full half month has passed. I wonder if Pang Bo has been possessed by that monster, and where he is now."

"It shouldn't be that quick to be possessed. The nineteenth generation descendant of the Azure Emperor probably wants to obtain Pang Bo's demon god body completely. The two are likely still fighting. If we go to the Northern Region now, it'll be in time," said Lü Yao.

Ye Fan was overjoyed: "Where in the Northern Region is Pang Bo?"

"It should be in a small world of the demon race. Let's go and inquire." Without further ado, Lu Yao swept Ye Fan up in a beam of white light and headed towards the nearest domain gate.

As for those two strange beasts, so many days have passed, it would be foolish not to run away. They should just suffer the hardship themselves.

When will Ye Fan grow up? He can't even fly yet.

In a clearing in the forest, two strange beasts lay on the grass, glancing at the sky every now and then before falling back asleep.

When will my master come back? I'm dying of waiting.