Mythical Luo, starting with the fox spirit

"That's great!" Wang Quanzui exclaimed with delight upon hearing that Wang Quanba had agreed to stay at the Yang residence for a while.

Yang Yitan smiled happily when he heard that Wang Quanzui could stay overnight at the Yang residence.

"Hahaha, alright, you guys have fun. Now that you know about the Blue Sky Conference, I won't bother you any longer. I'm leaving." Old Master Yang laughed heartily, having successfully kept Wang Quanzui and his sister there.

He learned that Yang Yitan and Yang Ping'an had already heard Wang Quanba and his sister introduce the Blue Sky Conference and were preparing to leave to inform the other eligible children in the Yang family.

"Take care, Mr. Yang," Wang Quanba said respectfully to Mr. Yang.

"Let me show you around." After Old Master Yang left, Yang Ping'an and Yang Yitan led Wang Quanba and his sister around the Yang residence.

"This is the martial arts training hall. The Yang family disciples all learn their basic skills here. Yang Yitan and I also initially learned from the martial arts instructors here," Yang Ping'an introduced to Wang Quan Baye and Yang Yitan, pointing to a huge pavilion.

Inside the martial arts hall, a lively atmosphere was taking place, with dozens of young members of the Yang family being trained by several seemingly serious instructors.

"Look, that man with a scar on his face is our coach and also the head of the martial arts academy," Yang Yi said, pointing out his former instructor to Wang Quanzui.

"He looks really fierce." The scar made him look extremely menacing, and Wang Quanzui was frightened by his face.

"Don't worry, the coach is usually very friendly," Yang Yitan reassured Wang Quanzui.

"Hey, you two brats, what brings you here?" The scar supervisor asked with a smile when he saw Yang Ping'an and the other man.

"Let's bring our friends over to take a look. These two beside me are the young master and princess of Wangquan Manor," Yang Ping'an replied, and introduced the identities of Wangquan Baye and the other two.

"Greetings, Young Master Wang Quan, and Miss Wang Quan." The scarred manager bowed respectfully to Wang Quan Baye and his companion, speaking solemnly.

"We are here today as friends of Brother Yang, so there's no need for formalities," Wang Quanba Ye returned the greeting.

"This subordinate takes his leave, lest I disturb your enjoyment any longer, young master." The scarred-faced manager bowed and, seeing that Yang Ping'an and his companion were still accompanying Wang Quanba and his sister on a tour of the Yang residence, took his leave.

Yang Ping'an then led the group on a tour of the Yang residence. The sun hadn't yet reached its highest point, but the ground temperature was already quite high.

The four of them explored the Yang residence for half a day. Although they had magical powers, they were still a little tired and wanted to rest for a while.

Yang Ping'an and Yang Yitan led Wang Quanba and Wang Quanzui to the kitchen and ordered some food.

Seeing that Yang Ping'an and his three companions were in a hurry, the kitchen manager did not dare to neglect them and arranged for several waiters to prepare the food and deliver it to them.

"I'll take you somewhere you'll definitely love," Yang Ping'an suggested after finishing his meal, taking Yang Yitan and the other two to a waterfall he had previously discovered in the back mountains.

Wang Quanba and Wang Quanzui had no objections, but Yang Yitan was also curious. He had already explored the area around the Yang residence, so where was Yang Ping'an going to take everyone?

Yang Ping'an drew his sword, leaped onto it, and gestured for Yang Yitan and Wang Quanba to follow him.

Yang Yitan also stepped onto his flying sword and turned to look at Wang Quanzui and Wang Quanbaye, who were still on the ground.

"Is your magic enough to fly?" Wang Quan Baye asked his sister. Previously, Wang Quan Zui had flown all the way from Wang Quan Manor to Yang Mansion, a distance that was not short.

"Hmph, of course I can." Wang Quanzui knew what he meant just by looking at his older brother's eyes. He snorted and then summoned his small wooden sword, carefully flying to Yang Yitan's side.

Seeing Wang Quanzui land steadily in the air, a stark contrast to his previous erratic flight, Wang Quanba was delighted with Wang Quanzui's talent. He then stepped onto his own replica of the Wang Quan sword and ascended into the air.

Seeing that the three of them had already ascended into the air, Yang Ping'an realized that Wang Quanzui, a novice in sword flying, was also present. He took the initiative to control the flight speed and led Yang Yitan and the other two towards the waterfall in the mountains.

Majestic mountains embraced the lake, and beneath Yang Ping'an and Yang Yitan lay secluded valleys, waterfalls cascading down, streams babbling, and birdsong echoing through the trees and deep mountains.

The roar of the waterfall cascading down from the heights, accompanied by rising mist, permeates the valley. The water flows into shallow lakes and then emerges from streams. The valley is lush and green, with birds chirping sweetly from time to time, creating a vibrant atmosphere.

In the middle of the lake, there were several rocks that rose above the water. Yang Ping'an invited Yang Yitan and Wang Quanbaye to settle on these islands formed by the rocks.

"Wow, this place is so beautiful!" With Wang Quanba's help, Wang Quanzui stood firmly on the stone surface, marveling at the beautiful scenery before her.

Where the waterfall meets the lake, mist rises and, under the sunlight, forms magnificent rainbows that hang above the waterfall.

"It's even better than paradise on earth!" Yang Yitan and Wang Quanba nodded in agreement. Yang Ping'an was very pleased with the astonishment of the three of them.

They were also awestruck by the wonders of nature, a natural scene that no man-made creation could match, devoid of any trace of artificiality.

As Yang Ping'an, Yang Yitan, and the others were in this magical and beautiful valley, there seemed to be a mysterious force that could make them give up all desires, forget all troubles, and give their souls a moment of peace.

Yang Ping'an and the others stopped talking and lay on the small island made of stones, relaxing their minds and bodies and quietly experiencing a moment of peace, as if they had undergone a baptism.

As dusk approached, twilight began to paint the sky. Several birds flew back into the valley, carrying food and their longing for their young. At the call of their chicks, they returned to their nests.

Yang Ping'an got up and rested in the valley for an afternoon, feeling indescribably comfortable.

Yang Yitan and Wang Quanba stretched their bodies and watched Wang Quanzui flying in the air on a small wooden sword, chasing birds.

"It's time to go back, or we'll miss dinner." Yang Ping'an said to Yang Yitan and the others in the valley as he stepped onto his flying sword.

"You can come again tomorrow if you want," Yang Yi said, seeing that Wang Quanzui was reluctant to leave.

"I'll come back here again tomorrow." Wang Quanzui reluctantly let go of the birds and followed Yang Ping'an and the others as they flew away from the valley on their flying swords, heading towards the Yang residence where the lights had already been lit.

Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye. During these three days, Yang Ping'an and Yang Yitan did not cultivate. Instead, they wandered around with Wang Quanzui and Wang Quanbaye, exploring all the scenic spots around the Yang residence.

On this day, the Blue Sky Conference finally arrived. Early in the morning, Grandpa Yang greeted the brothers Yang Ping'an and Yang Yitan, as well as the siblings Wang Quanba and Wang Quanzui.

After a flurry of activity, everyone in the Yang family was well prepared.

"Let's go." Old Master Yang, riding a fine horse, saw that everyone was already on the carriage, waved his hand, and led the group off.

The carriage from the Yang family traveled out of the mountains and forests, through fields and towns, and arrived at a town near Wangquan Manor.

"Wow, brother, look! It's candied hawthorn!" Wang Quanzui exclaimed excitedly as he arrived at a familiar place. He lifted the curtain on the carriage and saw a vendor selling candied hawthorn not far away. He called out to Wang Quanba Ye.