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

at the same time.

At the very top of the most magnificent hall in the center of the island where the grand ceremony was held.

Cang Li sat cross-legged on the central throne, toying with a pale gold die in his hand.

The dice spun between his fingers, scattering tiny fragments of light.

Beneath the throne, a dozen or so young dragons sat in twos and threes, chattering away.

Most of them were young girls, each one exceptionally beautiful.

But the words they said weren't so pleasant to hear.

"That Ao Tianxin is so ungrateful."

"That's right, it's a blessing that Young Master Cang has taken a liking to her. It's a blessing she has accumulated over many lifetimes."

"In my opinion, she's just pretending to be reserved."

"A person who ascended from the lower realm has not even been in Longyuan for a thousand years. What right does he have to be so arrogant?"

"It's just that he looks better; it's hard to say whether he'll be able to break through to the True Immortal Realm in the future."

"Tch, does she really think she's good enough for Young Master Cang?"

Cang Li remained silent on the throne.

He lowered his eyes and looked indifferent.

Compared to the noisy teenagers below, he exuded a sense of calm and detachment.

Cang Li was born into the direct line of the Cang clan, and her father was the current patriarch of the Cang clan.

From the day I was born, I stood at the very top of Longyuan.

In addition, his exceptional talent and the constant adoration he received from thousands of people fostered an arrogance in him.

His good upbringing prevented him from being arrogant, at least not outwardly.

Naturally, they disdain using force.

But whatever he sets his sights on should always be his.

Including Ao Tianxin.

Over the past few centuries, countless women in Longyuan have admired him.

Only Ao Tianxin never gave him a second glance.

Do you like it?

Of course I like it.

However, even he himself couldn't say how much of this affection was mixed with the idea that "I've never lost before."

"Alright."

Cang Li finally spoke.

The hall fell silent instantly.

Everyone turned their attention to him.

"Today is the grand ceremony of the Rising Dragon; let's not embarrass Longyuan in front of our new guests."

Everyone readily agreed.

No one dared to say another word.

……

On the main street of the grand ceremony.

Lin Chu and his group had been strolling around for about half an hour.

Ji Ning held a string of crystal-clear spiritual fruits in her hand, her lips glistening as she ate them.

Behind them, Qi Jun and the others were also carrying a bunch of newly bought trinkets.

"There are quite a few unusual things in the market of Longyuan."

"What's that box you're holding? Let me see it."

"Get out of here, I'm not lending out anything I just bought."

"mean."

Lin Chu walked ahead with a smile on her face, but in reality, most of her divine sense was spread around her.

Every three steps there's a vendor, every five steps there's a table of drinkers.

At such grand events, news travels faster than the wind.

He seemed nonchalant, but he was actually listening the whole time.

"Have you heard? Cang Li has recently gotten another thrashing."

"How many times has this happened already?"

"Ha, but ever since Young Master Cangli revealed his intentions, the elders of the Ao clan have been like mosquitoes attracted to blood."

"You can't blame them. The Ao clan is in such a state now that they can climb up to the Cang clan. Who wouldn't be tempted?"

"But Ao Tianxin simply wouldn't budge."

"If you ask me, this woman has a lot of backbone."

Lin Chu paused slightly.

Ao Tianxin.

A slow smile crept onto his lips.

Sure enough, it's here.

Then I heard it again.

"Hard-willed? Wait until the Ao clan really falls out of the top four clans, then you'll know how little that hard-will is worth."

"I don't think it's called being tough, it's called being ungrateful..."

The smile on Lin Chu's face faded slightly.

He turned his head and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

Several young monks were sitting around a window seat in a teahouse, talking animatedly.

He tightened his grip on Ji Ning's hand and took a few more steps forward.

Then he flipped his hand and took out a sound transmission talisman, whispering something.

"Senior, I have something to discuss with you."

The communication talisman transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the depths of the crowd.

In less than ten breaths, an elderly man with white hair and a white beard strode out from the bustling crowd.

Ying Qian had a smile plastered on his face.

"Young Master Lin, is there anything you need?"

Lin Chu didn't say much, and took out a letter that she had just written with her spiritual power from her sleeve.

"Please trouble you, senior, to deliver this to the Ao clan and give it to Ao Tianxin."

Ying Qian was taken aback.

The Ao tribe, Ao Tianxin.

His pupils visibly contracted.

But only for a moment, and he immediately reached out and took the letter.

"I'll take care of it right away."

Lin Chu nodded: "Thank you, senior."

Ying Qian turned around and disappeared into the crowd in a few flashes.

Qi Jun leaned closer, looking quite gossipy.

"Third Young Master, who is Ao Tianxin?"

"An old friend."

"An old friend?!" Qi Jun's eyes lit up.

The young men and women around them all perked up their ears.

Lin Chu glanced at them.

"If you keep asking questions, I'll throw you into the sea to feed the dragons."

The group shrank back and immediately became obedient.

Ji Ning held Lin Chu's hand and looked up at him with her small face.

"Brother, where are we going next?"

Lin Chu lowered her head and smiled gently.

"Just wander around, then watch a show."

He looked up and gazed in the direction Ying Qian had left.

……

The territory of the Ao clan.

The two lobbying women did not leave.

There were quite a few more people.

Ao Tianxin had a terrible headache.

Just then, a messenger's voice came from outside the mansion.

"Elder Ying Qian of the Ying clan has arrived!"

Everyone inside the Water Palace was taken aback.

Several young members of the Ao tribe stood up and looked at each other in bewilderment.

"A member of the Ying clan?"

"Why is Elder Yingqian here?"

"Are you here to interrogate me?"

Ao Tianxin frowned and slowly stood up.

Logically speaking, even if the Ying clan wanted to cause trouble, they wouldn't do it on this day or in this setting.

She wasn't sure for a moment.

The beaded curtain was lifted, and Ying Qian strode in.

There was no hint of accusation on his face; on the contrary, he smiled even more warmly than if he were seeing his own granddaughter.

"Tianxin, it's been so long, your breathing seems to have improved again."

Ao Tianxin returned the greeting slightly.

"Elder Ying."

Ying Qian stood in the hall with a smile, looking left and right.

"This water palace is quite secluded."

"The Ao tribe is now producing many talented individuals, showing remarkable potential."

He greeted them sincerely, but the Ao tribe members were completely confused.

When did Elder Ying and Ao Tianxin become so close?

Especially recently, Ao Tianxin even broke the dragon horn of a supplier in public.

That's a junior member of the Ying clan's direct lineage.

Ao Tianxin gradually became suspicious.

Ying Qian chatted for a while before finally taking out a neatly written letter from his sleeve.

"I have been entrusted by someone to deliver a letter to Tien-hsin."

Ao Tianxin was taken aback.

"Who?"

Ying Qian handed over the letter with a smile, without giving a direct answer.

"You'll see when you see it."

Ao Tianxin took the letter.

The letter felt cool to the touch, and there was no spiritual energy fluctuation on the cover.

She looked down at the signature.

Lin Chu of the Taixu Lin Clan.