After the spiritual energy was restored: Goddess girlfriends came knocking.

The celebration lasted for three whole days.

From the city walls to the alleyways, Chang'an was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations everywhere.

The restaurants and teahouses were packed with monks from all over the world.

The storyteller struck his gavel and began recounting tales of the city lord killing a Nascent Soul cultivator with an arrow and the city lord's wife sending a Mahayana cultivator flying with a punch.

When the story reached its most exciting part, the audience erupted in cheers, and the clinking of wine bowls echoed like the clinking of billiard balls.

The news of this victory spread far further than any of the previous ones.

The entire Demon Realm is talking about Chang'an City. Even the Suspended Mountain has suffered a crushing defeat, with two of the four Demon Kings dead and two wounded. It is said that the Domain Lord was also seriously injured by the Dragon Court Lord.

Soon, undercurrents began to stir in various places.

Regardless, Chang'an's strength is beyond question.

Those human clans that had previously been observing no longer mentioned "let's wait and see," and began packing their belongings to prepare to move to Chang'an.

Merchant caravans, independent cultivators, hermit swordsmen, and even many demon residents from all over the world are flocking to this new city on the coast of the East Sea.

Those demon dynasties that once scorned the human race now had to reassess the importance of Chang'an.

The names Chang'an and Jiang Yan spread from the Myriad Demon Domain to the Vast Domain, the Upper Pure Domain, and even the most remote Brahma Domain, becoming the subject of much discussion.

After all, two Mahayana cultivators and many Nascent Soul cultivators perished in this battle. In this world, any Mahayana cultivator is an existence that looks down upon all living beings.

Moreover, the one who led this war was a boy who was only eighteen years old.

This adds a touch of legend to the whole affair.

Inside the main hall of the city lord's mansion, Jiang Yan sat in the head seat.

He clearly felt that the luck surging in from all directions was even more powerful than before the great battle. After being transformed by the Haoran Nourishing Qi Technique, every second was pushing his cultivation level upward.

At this rate, the amount of luck consumed on the battlefield can be fully recovered in just a few days.

However, he looked helplessly at the noisy figures inside the hall.

The Tu Shan army has already returned to the capital, but Tu Shan Ruoshui has not left.

She sat to Jiang Yan's left, her fox ears swaying contentedly, and said nonchalantly that her father had recovered well recently and was able to handle state affairs, so what was the harm in her staying a few more days?

Cang Yao sat to Jiang Yan's right, holding a cup of hot tea in her hands, her peach blossom eyes curved, and she didn't say a word.

Ruoshui got angry just looking at Cangyao's smiling face.

In the past few days, she has openly and secretly competed with Cang Yao several times, but she always ended up losing.

Cang Yao didn't talk much, and always had a smile on her face, but every time she spoke, she accurately hit the spot that Ruoshui cared about most.

They couldn't win a fight, and they couldn't win an argument.

Ruoshui felt that being an empress was extremely stifling.

The atmosphere felt pretty good today, and Ruoshui was looking for a topic to turn the tide.

Just then, Cang Yao took out the jade pendant from her bosom, held it in her palm, and rubbed it a couple of times.

This action was very casual; he probably just felt a bit bored, so he loosened the rope a little and then tied it back up, that's all.

Tu Shan Ruoshui's gaze suddenly sharpened; this seemed to be a set with her necklace.

"Wait a minute—how did you get this?"

"What?" Cang Yao looked down at the jade pendant in her hand, realized what it was, and slowly smiled. "Oh, this? My aunt gave it to me when I went to the capital last time. She said it was an heirloom jade pendant, for her daughter-in-law."

"Auntie treated me very well. When I told her I was Jiang Yan's Daoist partner, she held my hand and talked to me for a long time." When Cang Yao said this, her tone was still gentle and soft, her eyes curved into crescents, and her gaze towards Ruo Shui was full of kindness.

Ruoshui flicked her fox tail behind her and turned to look at Jiang Yan: "Really?"

Jiang Yan picked up her teacup and gave a mumbled reply.

He tried to keep his expression in a middle ground, neither too serious to appear to be taking sides, nor too obviously smiling.

Ruoshui's face turned red.

She originally thought she was the only one with ancestral jewelry, and that she was special.

It turns out that this despicable Cang Yao also has it! And judging from Jiang Yan's reaction, he actually knew it too, but hadn't told me!

"Jiang Yan! Why aren't you saying a word!"

Jiang Yan put down her teacup and cleared her throat: "I thought you knew."

"How would I have known!" Ruoshui stood up angrily. "Jiang Yan, you've changed! You weren't like this before!"

Jiang Yan was helpless.

Cang Yao put the jade pendant into her bosom and gently comforted her, "Ruoshui, don't be angry. Your husband didn't mean to hide it from you. He probably did."

She paused, her eyes crinkling into crescents, and said, "I think you look quite handsome when you're angry."

Ruoshui's face turned red with anger, her cheeks puffed out like a pufferfish, and her breathing became rapid.

Jiang Yan picked up her teacup and silently took a sip.

He decided not to participate in any of their discussions for the rest of the day.

Jian Li and Xiao Xiao sat on the other side watching the two clash. The little girl lowered her voice and said to Cang Xiao Xiao, "Little Sister, Master's wife is bullying Sister Ruo Shui again."

Cang Xiaoxiao cracked sunflower seeds, looking completely calm: "You'll get used to it. My sister's IQ skyrockets when it comes to these kinds of things."

Jian Li nodded thoughtfully, then moved closer to Xiao Xiao, and the two continued to chatter about today's gossip.

They both had their own ulterior motives, so they inexplicably got along very well.

Zhou Caiwei sat by the window, holding the long sword that was wrapped tightly in a cloth cover. She looked at the jade pendant in Cang Yao's hand, then at the necklace around Ruoshui's neck, and continued to wipe the sword.

I haven't been to Tushan King's place yet. Hmm, I might go and visit sometime, and maybe pay a visit to Uncle Jiang and Aunt Jiang while I'm there.

Ao Tianxin sat to the side, watching this war without gunpowder with a smile the whole time, her gaze shifting back and forth between Cang Yao's jade pendant and Ruo Shui's necklace.

The entire hall was bustling with activity.

……

A few days later, on the main street of Chang'an, Ruoshui walked beside Jiang Yan, her steps light as if she were walking on clouds.

Yes, it's her turn today.

She didn't know why she ended up sitting at the same table with Cang Yao that night. The two of them talked for a long time, and finally reached an agreement to take turns having Jiang Yan all to themselves.

Cang Yao agreed. Ruo Shui later felt that she was probably bewitched, but so be it. Anyway, Jiang Yan was all hers today.

At this time, a new sculpture was erected next to the Preaching Stele in the center of Chang'an.

The sculpture depicts Jiang Yan holding a sword forward. It is nearly ten zhang tall and is carved entirely from the bluestone unique to Chang'an City.

Jiang Yan stood beneath the sculpture, looking up at the face that was exactly like her own, feeling somewhat helpless.

He initially refused, but he couldn't persuade Tu Shan Jing and Pei Xiao's group.

Looking at the sculpture, Jiang Yan's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to her previous life.

At that time, the people also built a shrine for him.

Ruoshui stood beside him; she had dressed up carefully for the day.

Wearing similar clothes to those worn when she first visited the Jiang residence, the light red dress accentuated her already delicate features, adding a touch of girlish charm.

Fox ears peeked out from her hair and swayed gently, her fox eyes sparkled, and the corners of her mouth were turned up so wide she couldn't suppress it.

Seeing Jiang Yan staring blankly at the statue, she couldn't help but tug at his sleeve.

Jiang Yan snapped out of his thoughts, and Ruoshui shook his hand: "Let's go, let's go take a look over there."

She pulled Jiang Yan towards the end of the street, her steps light and bouncy on the bluestone slabs, the ends of her hair swaying gently on her shoulders with each step, and her fox ears trembling slightly.