Mythical Luo, starting with the fox spirit

Yang Ping'an wished he could kill the greedy Wen Chaofu on the spot.

Yang Ping'an suppressed his murderous intent and spared Wen Chaofu's life for the time being, intending to expose his actions to the public after the Dao Alliance's trial.

The greatest punishment for Wen Chaofu would be to be despised by all the people and suffer both physical and mental torment before finally ending his life, thus comforting the souls of those who died tragically.

"You did a good job on this," Yang Ping'an encouraged the leading Taoist priest.

"This is what I should do," the leading Taoist priest said, straightening his posture and speaking solemnly.

"Distribute these valuables to those who helped according to their contributions," Yang Ping'an said, taking one or two-tenths of the remaining valuables in the courtyard and handing them to the leading Taoist priest.

Even though it's only a portion of the remaining gold and silver treasures, it's still a considerable small mountain of gold.

"Thank you for your generous gift, sir!" The Taoist priests in the courtyard looked at the small mountain of gold and silver, and their breathing became heavy. Led by the chief Taoist priest, they thanked Yang Ping'an in unison.

"This is what you deserve. I hope you will continue your efforts to protect the safety of the people and promote the reputation of our Yang family," Yang Ping'an encouraged the Taoist priests.

"Your subordinates will certainly live up to your expectations, do our utmost to protect the peace of this region, and uphold the honor of our family." The leading Taoist priest led his men to clench their right fists and place them in front of their chests, loudly swearing an oath.

"Hmm, very good. I believe you." Yang Ping'an used his ability to shrink the remaining valuables and put them into his sleeve.

"I still need to go to various places for inspection. You will temporarily take over as mayor and escort Wen Chaofu to the law enforcement department within the Dao Alliance." Yang Ping'an arranged for the leading Daoist to take over the town's affairs and prepared to leave the town.

"Respectfully bidding farewell to you, sir, and wishing you continued success in your martial endeavors!" The leading Taoist priest bowed respectfully to Yang Ping'an in farewell.

"May Your Excellency's martial prowess be ever-increasing!" the Taoist priests chanted in unison.

"Goodbye, everyone." Yang Ping'an waved goodbye to the crowd. Amid the respectful farewells from the Taoist priests, he drew his sword and flew away from the town on his flying sword.

Yang Ping'an rode his flying sword, traveling to various Yang family strongholds over the next few days.

Yang Ping'an inspected and encouraged these strongholds, and also rewarded outstanding members and stronghold managers.

After inspecting the last stronghold, Yang Ping'an embarked on his journey back to the Yang residence amidst the cheers of the crowd.

In recent days, Yang Ping'an has heard people talking about his relationship with Dongfang Huaizhu in many towns and cities of the Dao Alliance, and rumors are circulating everywhere that he stayed overnight at Shenhuo Mountain Villa.

Yang Ping'an even heard someone claim that they had personally witnessed him entering and leaving Dongfang Huaizhu's boudoir.

These remarks left Yang Ping'an both amused and exasperated. Not to mention that the person had no magical power, how could he have entered the Divine Fire Mountain Manor? Yang Ping'an also didn't remember ever having seen him before.

During his investigation, Yang Ping'an discovered that his affair with Dongfang Huaizhu had spread throughout the Qi Dao Alliance, and people everywhere were talking about it over tea.

This situation made Yang Ping'an realize that something was wrong, and he knew that someone must have deliberately leaked the information.

After much deliberation, Yang Ping'an concluded that among those in the know, only Dongfang Guyue possessed the conditions and the ability to accomplish this.

Although Yang Ping'an didn't mind people knowing that he liked Dongfang Huaizhu, he was worried that Dongfang Huaizhu would be affected by it.

Yang Ping'an was extremely anxious at the thought that Dongfang Huaizhu might be gossiped about and harmed because of this, and he wished he could return to the Yang residence immediately to take the responsibility upon himself.

Only by confirming his relationship with Dongfang Huaizhu can the spread of rumors be stopped and Dongfang Huaizhu protected.

Meanwhile, the Yang residence was bustling with activity. Old Master Yang, Yang Yitan's mother, Yang Yan, and others were all gathered in the room where Old Master Yang worked.

They were discussing Yang Ping'an's important life event, enthusiastically exploring how to arrange his wedding.

Yang Yan and Yang Yitan's mother were discussing with great interest what betrothal gifts they should prepare for Yang Ping'an in order to show the importance the Yang family placed on him.

"Time flies! Ping An is sixteen this year. Huai Zhu is about the same age as Ping An, and they can get married in two more years," Yang Yitan's mother said with emotion.

"We don't have to worry about this kid anymore. Someone will take care of him from now on," Yang Yan joked with a smile.

"What kind of betrothal gifts should we prepare for Ping An?" Yang Yan asked, holding the Yang family's storeroom ledger with a headache. She hadn't experienced these things when she got married.

"Did Shenhuoshan Manor make any demands?" Yang Yitan's mother asked Yang Yitan's father.

"I went to Shenhuoshan Manor with a visiting card a couple of days ago and met with the Eastern Alliance Leader." Yang Yitan's father picked up the teacup on the table and moistened his throat.

"The Eastern Alliance Leader is still quite satisfied with Ping An. He just hopes that his daughter can marry into our family in a grand and glorious manner."

"Did you ask Huaizhu about her birth date and whether it's compatible with Ping An's?" Old Master Yang asked Yang Yitan's father, remembering this matter.

"Father, as long as Ping An and the other person like each other and are happy together, their birth dates and such don't matter," Yang Yan retorted irritably.

"Haha, how could I forget such an important thing? Look, these are their birthdays." Yang Yitan's father proudly took out two pieces of cloth with writing on them.

Grandpa Yang quickly snatched the cloth, calculating how well Yang Ping'an and the other man matched. Yang Yan, though saying she didn't care, couldn't suppress her curiosity and craned her neck to look at the two pieces of cloth.

"Hahaha, Ping An and Ping An are such a perfect match!" Old Master Yang couldn't help but burst into laughter, having solved a problem that had been bothering him.

Yang Yitan's father held a teacup and leisurely sipped his tea.

"Did you know all along that Father would ask you this?" Yang Yitan's mother nudged his arm with her right elbow.

"That's right, let me tell you, the Eastern Alliance Leader's expression at the time was similar to my father's," Yang Yitan's father said quietly with a sly smile on his face.

Yang Ping'an, eager to return home, traversed the clouds, crossed mountains and rivers, towns and plains, and crossed countless rivers and mountains to return to the Yang Mansion located in the mountains.

"Grandpa, Uncle, Aunt, Aunt, I'm back." Yang Ping'an saw Grandpa Yang and Yang Yitan and the others from afar.

Grandpa Yang and the others looked up at the people above the Yang residence and saw Yang Ping'an hurriedly descending towards the courtyard.

"Look, we were just talking when the main character arrived," Yang Yan said to everyone in the room.

"Hahahaha~" Old Master Yang and the others burst into laughter.

"You're such a grown man, still so loud and boisterous. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" Yang Yan teased Yang Ping'an as he ran into the house.

"Oh dear, Auntie, please don't make fun of me. I have something extremely urgent to attend to, I'm so worried!" Yang Ping'an said anxiously as he entered the main room.

Yang Yan, Old Master Yang, and the others exchanged glances, all guessing why Yang Ping'an was in such a hurry. Yang Yitan also looked at Yang Ping'an with great interest.

"What urgent matter do you have? Have you caught those people who are just sitting idly in their positions?" Old Master Yang asked Yang Ping'an deliberately. "Speak, what do you have to report?"