Mythical Luo, starting with the fox spirit

Grandpa Yang instructed everyone to go back and rest, and to consolidate their cultivation levels.

Yang Yan and the others followed Old Master Yang away from Yang Ping'an's courtyard. They had exhausted a lot of energy from cultivation and breakthroughs, and because they were worried about Yang Ping'an's safety, they hadn't eaten anything all day.

It was getting late, and they prepared to find some food to fill their stomachs.

This time, everyone made breakthroughs, and Grandpa Yang and others all made some progress.

Old Master Yang broke through to the late stage of Refining Essence into Qi, which is comparable to the Demon Emperor realm;

Yang Yitan broke through to the mid-stage of Refining Essence into Qi, which is comparable to the Demon King realm;

Yang Ping'an broke through to the Perfection of Refining Essence into Qi, reaching the level of a Great Demon Emperor;

Yang Yitan's parents both advanced further in the mid-stage of Qi Refining, which is roughly comparable to the Great Demon King realm.

Yang Yan broke through to the mid-stage of Refining Essence into Qi, and her strength reached the Demon King realm;

As for Mu Yue, he is progressing in the early stage of refining essence into qi, and there is still a considerable gap between him and the peak of the early stage.

However, there was nothing that could be done about it; Mu Yue's training time was simply too short.

Even if Yang Ping'an could use spiritual liquid to boost his magical power, without the corresponding realm support, it would only lead to an unstable foundation and a loss of potential for development.

Therefore, Yang Ping'an sealed that drop of spiritual liquid in Mu Yue's dantian, slowly releasing spiritual energy every day to help Mu Yue accelerate his cultivation speed.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, thirty days have passed since everyone broke through.

During this period, the flora and fauna of the Yangfu Mountains suffered greatly.

A bunch of lunatics, who came from who-knows-where, would sneak off into the depths of the mountains every day and bombard the forests relentlessly.

The once pristine forest was bombed flat and then filled in repeatedly by this group of madmen, leaving it pitted and uneven, with sword marks and palm prints everywhere on the cliffs.

Regarding the incident in the mountains, a person familiar with the situation from the Yang family stated righteously: No matter who is destroying the forest, they will not let the culprit get away with it.

Of course, whether or not the so-called murderer can be caught is another matter.

Wang Quanba and Wang Quanzui also came to see Yang Ping'an and Yang Yitan. One reason was to exchange information with Yang Ping'an about the secret teachings of the Dao Alliance.

On the other hand, Wang Quanzui misses Yang Yitan and wants to play with him.

For the next three years, Yang Ping'an stayed peacefully in the Yang residence, rarely going out.

That day, feeling restless, he decided to go out for a stroll and see Dongfang Huaizhu, whom he hadn't seen for several months.

"Where do you want to go?" Old Master Yang asked directly when he heard Yang Ping'an's request.

Since learning about Yang Ping'an's true cultivation level, Old Master Yang has never worried about Yang Ping'an encountering danger outside, nor has he mentioned asking Yang Ping'an to bring a few guards.

Just kidding. A Great Demon Emperor can roam freely in the world. What dangers could he possibly encounter?

If they really encounter a danger that even Yang Ping'an can't handle, then those guards will be the ones who need protection.

"I just want to travel around and see what's happening, wherever I end up is fine," Yang Ping'an said casually, not revealing his true intentions.

If Old Master Yang knew he was going to see Dongfang Huaizhu, who knows how much he would laugh at him.

"Yes, that's fine. Since you're going out, why don't you take a look at our Yang family's outposts while you're at it?" Old Master Yang handed Yang Ping'an a document and a token engraved with the Heavenly Eye mark from the table.

"With this token in hand, if anyone dares to commit a crime, arrest them and bring them back to the Yang residence."

Butler Yang had just reported that someone was acting arrogantly and domineeringly under the guise of the Yang family name, and Old Master Yang had not yet decided who to send to deal with the matter.

Yang Ping'an came to say he was going out today, just when I was about to doze off, someone delivered a pillow to my head.

Yang Ping'an took the two items, quickly flipped through the information on the Yang family's offices in the countryside, memorized it all, and then put it back on Old Master Yang's table.

Old Master Yang was already used to Yang Ping'an's extraordinary talent; his photographic memory was nothing to be surprised about.

"I've got it. Is there anything else?" Yang Ping'an put away the token.

"Alright, that's all. And be careful on the road," Grandpa Yang instructed him. No matter how old a child is, parents are always worried about them encountering danger when they go out.

"Then goodbye." Yang Ping'an turned around, waved, and left the main room where Old Master Yang worked with light steps.

The world inside the circle is still too small. With Yang Ping'an's high-speed flight, he can reach any place within an hour.

Yang Ping'an walked into the courtyard, stepped onto the flying sword, made a sword incantation with his right hand, and the flying sword soared into the sky. Soon, Yang Ping'an rose above the clouds.

The atmosphere in the world of fox spirits is unpolluted; the sky is azure, and the clouds are as white as snow.

Yang Ping'an rode his flying sword, traversing the undulating sea of ​​clouds, heading towards the Divine Mountain Manor.

The thought of seeing Dongfang Huaizhu soon overshadowed Yang Ping'an's attention, making even the magnificent sea of ​​clouds and the boundless plains before him seem insignificant.

Yang Ping'an flew at an extremely fast speed, and before long, he could see the buildings of Shenhuo Mountain Manor in the distance.

Shenhuoshan Manor doesn't look as grand and imposing as the Yang Mansion, but it is more exquisite and luxurious.

Yang Ping'an pressed down on his flying sword and landed in front of the gate of Shenhuo Mountain Manor, asking the gatekeeper to go in and announce his arrival.

"Young Master Yang, the Master of the Manor requests your presence." A man dressed as a steward rushed to the gate.

Yang Ping'an followed the steward into Shenhuo Mountain Villa. Inside the villa, the scenery changed with every step, with artificial mountains, long corridors, and ponds blending together perfectly.

Wherever Yang Ping'an went, he was greeted by a perfect picture.

The scenery inside this villa reflects a different design concept from that of the Yang Mansion.

Soon, led by the butler, Yang Ping'an saw the old master of the Eastern Lonely Moon Manor who was already waiting in the living room.

Beside Dongfang Guyue stood a young Taoist boy with long brown hair, who was standing behind the old master Dongfang Guyue and staring at Yang Ping'an who had just entered.

This was Yang Ping'an's first time strolling around Shenhuo Mountain Manor. Before, he would always meet and play with Dongfang Huaizhu outside the manor.

"Yang Ping'an greets Elder Master Dongfang." Yang Ping'an walked up to Dongfang Guyue and bowed to him.

"Nephew, please rise. May I ask what brings you to my humble abode today?" Dongfang Guyue emphasized the words "nephew."

After returning from the Blue Sky Conference, Dongfang Guyue subtly inquired with Dongfang Huaizhu about how Yang Ping'an had used her name to establish an instant connection with her daughter upon their first meeting.

"I have come here on behalf of my grandfather to send my regards to Master Dongfang." Yang Ping'an was not intimidated, as if he had not understood the hidden meaning in Dongfang Guyue's words.

"I am well, thank you for your grandfather's concern." Dongfang Guyue returned Yang Ping'an's greeting and continued, "What is the second matter?"

"The second matter is a personal matter of mine. I wonder where Miss Dongfang is?" Yang Ping'an asked Dongfang Guyue about the whereabouts of Dongfang Huaizhu.

"Bang!" Upon hearing this, Dongfang Guyue slammed her hand on the table, her eyes widening. She stood up and unleashed an aura as deep and vast as the ocean, pressing down on Yang Ping'an.

Yang Ping'an stood tall, facing the lone moon in the east with unyielding spirit, like a reef on the beach, standing tall amidst the wind and rain.

The brown-haired Taoist boy behind Dongfang Guyue glared at Yang Ping'an, his eyes blazing with anger, wishing he could beat Yang Ping'an out of Shenhuo Mountain Manor.