The First Venerable of All Paths

"You really don't plan to meet them?"

Watching the departing sword shadow, he said to the old man, "If we miss this chance, who knows when we'll meet again."

"None of your business."

Lan Meier rolled her eyes and said sarcastically, "Besides, you didn't even go to see that iceberg."

"I didn't go to see Rin, but at least I gave her the things."

Old Xiang joked, "You insisted on begging me to bring you here in the first place, wasn't it because of that kid?"

"you......"

Sensing the mockery in Xiang Lao's tone, Lan Meier stamped her foot and snorted coldly.

"Old Xiang, you're making fun of me. I'm not talking to you anymore."

Looking at Lan Meier, who was acting like a little girl, Xiang Lao chuckled and stopped teasing the young girl.

"Mr. Xiang, may I ask you a question?"

After calming down, Lan Meier looked at Old Xiang and spoke with a slightly serious tone.

"Is it about that Rin kid?"

As if knowing what Lan Meier was about to say, Old Xiang chuckled and said, "He has nothing to do with what you're doing, so don't worry about him."

"But......."

Lan Meier asked, "That thing is the culmination of so many years of your efforts, and you just gave it to him like that?"

"Among his peers in the building, I think he has the most potential."

Old Xiang said, "That thing is just a few pieces of waste paper if I keep it. Giving it to him is like making a good deed."

Do you think I'd believe that?

Lan Meier said helplessly, "Although I don't know exactly what happened back then, who doesn't know your name, Xiang Wentian? Known as the one who can challenge the heavens with his three swords, would you easily give away your years of hard work?"

"The so-called Three Swords that can question the heavens are all old and trivial matters, let's not mention them."

Old Xiang chuckled and said, "As for Fang Xuan, I actually think he's the most promising."

"Since that's the case, why not give him your Three Heavenly Swords?"

Lan Meier was somewhat puzzled.

"Compared to my former kendo, he has a path that suits him better."

Xiang Lao said, "Besides, he's still too young."

Lan Meier nodded in deep agreement.

Being young means being not strong enough.

Although she had unlimited potential, Lan Meier had seen far too many exceptionally talented people.

In the end, they either fade into obscurity or their lives are cut short.

"if."

Elder Xiang said, "I mean, if he could leave Mount Wendao alive and then pass Lin's sword test, would you reconsider?"

"We'll see."

Lan Meier pouted and said, "It's not like I can't live without him."

"You're just going to keep deceiving yourself."

Old Xiang shook his head with a smile: "Be careful someone beats you to it, or you'll end up with nothing."

"Who cares!"

Lan Meier snorted coldly, but after hesitating for a few moments, she gritted her teeth and disappeared like a blue streak of light.

Watching Lan Meier chase after the sword light, Elder Xiang couldn't help but chuckle.

"You two are such hypocrites, I thought you could keep up the act forever."

Old Xiang took out a wine flask and took a small sip.

"The Three Swords of Asking Heaven? Ha, a hero in his twilight years, not even as good as a dog."

The sigh was soft and mournful.

......

"Fang Xuan, you stop right there!"

In mid-air, Fang Xuan, who moved like a sword shadow, suddenly heard a familiar voice behind him. He turned around abruptly and looked at the beautiful figure with surprise.

"Manager Lan?"

Fang Xuan flew towards Lan Meier on his sword, smiling as he asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Just passing by, is that not allowed?"

Seeing Fang Xuan's joyful face, Lan Meier felt inexplicably irritated.

That little rascal.

He had only been away from Qingyang County for a short time, yet he had already hooked up with that vixen Xiao Jinyu.

What a fickle woman!

Pooh!

Fang Xuan was also confused when he noticed that Lan Meier's tone was a bit off.

Who has provoked this thorny rose?

Just passing by?

"That's quite a coincidence."

Looking at Fang Xuan's surprised expression, Lan Meier wished she could punch him a few times.

What a load of rubbish!

"By the way, Steward Lan."

Suppressing his doubts, Fang Xuan pressed on, "What was the Fang family's situation like when you left Qingyang County?"

His biggest worry was the Fang family.

Now that the Daoist Sect has sent people to Qingyang County to cause trouble for the Fang family, Fang Xuan can only worry helplessly.

"The Dao Seeking Sect did indeed cause trouble, but it was all resolved."

Lan Meier knew what Fang Xuan wanted to ask, which was why she decided to come and see him.

Although she was in Mingyang County, news from Qingyang County reached her immediately.

Therefore, Lan Meier knew that the Dao Asking Sect elder had not gained any advantage from the Fang family, but instead left Qingyang County in a very sorry state.

Upon hearing this news, Fang Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Based on his understanding of Lan Meier, he knew she wouldn't lie to him about something like this.

As long as the Fang family is alright, he will resolve all matters within six months.

"I heard you're going to the Dao Seeking Sect in six months?"

Lan Meier said, "Are we still going to challenge that Zhao Qingcang?"

"There are some accounts that need to be settled."

Fang Xuan nodded.

"But I heard that Zhao Qingcang was able to defeat a martial artist in the Divine Intent Realm when he was in the Condensation Realm."

Lan Meier said, "He's currently in seclusion, preparing to break through to the Divine Intent Realm. His strength will undoubtedly reach a new level then. Are you sure you're his match?"

"Whether it works or not, we'll only know by trying."

Upon hearing this, Fang Xuan laughed and said, "Zhao Qingcang may be strong, but I, Fang Xuan, am not weak either."

This is not arrogance, but self-confidence!

Condensing the Primordial War God's Intent?

It's not like I can't do it.

For Fang Xuan now, he can defeat ordinary martial artists below the second level of the Divine Intent Realm in at most three moves.

Even if one goes all out and reaches the third level of the Divine Realm, death is inevitable.

Even if Fang Xuan is no match for the enemy at the fifth level, he can easily escape.

Fang Xuan's formidable strength gave him ample confidence.

"Tch, you're quite confident in yourself."

Lan Meier said, "But I have to tell you, Zhao Qingcang possesses an innate Dao Body. Among opponents of the same realm, even those who have awakened a Heaven-rank Martial Vein are no match for him. Don't be overconfident."

Innate Dao Body?

Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Fang Xuan's eyes.

What is stolen is never truly yours.

And he used his own innate Dao body to fight against himself?

Once he ascends Mount Wendao, he will surely let everyone know that Zhao Qingcang is nothing but a joke!

"Fang Xuan, I know you think I'm exaggerating."

Lan Meier reminded her, "But I still hope you won't be too careless. Even if you can defeat Zhao Qingcang, it won't be easy for you to escape from the Dao Seeking Sect smoothly."

Hearing this, Fang Xuan became much more serious.

"Thank you for the reminder, Manager Lan."

Fang Xuan nodded and changed the subject, saying, "I wonder where Steward Lan is headed? If all goes well, would you like to come along?"

"No."

Lan Meier refused without hesitation, saying, "I just came out to take care of some business and I'm about to return to Qingyang County."

"This isn't the way back to Qingyang County either."

"I choose to walk this way, what's it to you?"

Lan Meier glared at her with her phoenix eyes and said irritably, "I'm leaving, goodbye!"

"Manager Lan!"

"Spit it out!"

Lan Meier didn't turn around, afraid that Fang Xuan would see the embarrassment and shame on her face.

"I hope Steward Lan will take good care of the Fang family. I would be extremely grateful."

Fang Xuan said seriously, "Of course, if Steward Lan finds it difficult, then just pretend I didn't say anything."

Lan Meier almost couldn't hold back and stomped on Fang Xuan's face a few times.

You've said everything, so why are you pretending you didn't say anything?

Are you still grateful?

Should we express our gratitude verbally?

Lan Meier's chest heaved with anger.

"To meet an old friend in a foreign land is a matter of fate."

The jade bottle, supported by divine soul power, floated in front of Lan Meier.

Fang Xuan's voice rang out, "It's just a small token of my appreciation, please don't take offense, Steward Lan."

"What's wrong?"

Lan Meier turned around and looked at Fang Xuan expressionlessly: "Bribe me?"

"Don't overthink it, Manager Lan."

Fang Xuan said, "It has nothing to do with the matter I asked you to do; it's just a small token of my appreciation."

"Alright."

Lan Meier's expression softened, and she said, "Since that's the case, then I'll reluctantly accept it."

"Manager Lan, then I shall take my leave."

Fang Xuan bowed and then continued to fly away on his sword.

After Fang Xuan left, Lan Meier, seeing that no one was around, couldn't wait to open the jade bottle.

A lotus seed, as green as jade, landed in Lan Meier's palm.

Lotus seeds are pure and flawless, emanating a breathtakingly intense heat.

Simply holding it in her hand made Lan Meier's fatigue and all her negative emotions disappear without a trace.

"this......"

Lan Meier's beautiful eyes widened in shock.

"Huh!"

At that moment, a surprised voice rang out.

Suddenly, Elder Xiang appeared in mid-air and snatched the lotus seed from Lan Meier's hand, his face filled with shock.

"The seed of a nine-grade blue lotus?"

Old Xiang gasped, saying, "This priceless treasure of the world, that kid just gave it to you like that?"

"Mr. Xiang, are you sure you didn't see wrong?"

A glint flashed in Lan Meier's phoenix eyes, and her expression became extremely solemn.

Are you questioning me?

He glared at the old man with the puffed-up beard and said, "I've been looking for this thing for who knows how many years, how could I be wrong?"

"I never expected that kid would be so willing to give you such a treasure."

Old Xiang reluctantly returned the lotus seeds to Lan Meier, remarking, "Even those old guys in the building are envious of this stuff."

"Old Xiang!"

Lan Meier suddenly said in a deep voice, "If you take this, could you...?"

"impossible."

Old Xiang shook his head and sighed, "Unless it's a complete ninth-grade green lotus, there's only a sliver of a chance."

"Then it's worth a try!"

Lan Meier clenched her fists, her tone firm.

"Girl, you're so thoughtful."

Old Xiang said, "But this is just a seed, and the energy within it won't be of much help to me."

"teacher!"

Lan Meier said, "Have you forgotten? If you plant these lotus seeds in the Everlasting Life Pond in the building, how long do you think it would take to cultivate them into a ninth-grade green lotus?"

"The Pool of Everlasting Life?"

Xiang Lao's body trembled, and he shook his head violently, saying, "Although the Everlasting Life Pool was a gift from the Dream Clan to your Lan Clan ancestor, and it can accelerate the growth time of spiritual herbs, it cannot cultivate this lotus seed into a ninth-grade green lotus."

"The ninth-grade blue lotus is naturally grown and nurtured by nature, and there is absolutely no possibility of it being cultivated later."

Old Xiang said, "Putting aside everything else, just considering the time involved, it would take at least several hundred to several thousand years."

"Ninth rank is out of the question, but fifth or sixth rank should be achievable, right?"

Lan Meier suddenly smiled and said, "Moreover, I am confident that I can cultivate it to the fifth rank within a year."

"you......"

Seemingly guessing what Lan Meier was going to do, Xiang Lao looked on incredulously.

"Are you going to use that thing? The people in the building will definitely not agree to it."

Lan Meier said matter-of-factly, "That was originally something left to me by Aunt Meng. Of course I can use it if I want. Who dares to object?"

Upon hearing the words "Aunt Meng," Old Xiang fell silent.

Even the Lan family, who control Tianbao Tower, can only consider themselves inferior to the Meng clan.

Carefully putting away the lotus seeds, Lan Meier looked in the direction someone had left, her red lips slightly upturned.

"You little brat, at least you have a conscience!"