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On the mountain peak.
Eighth Prince and the youth placed the roasted wild animals down.
They stepped back a little, then looked at the roasted wild animals and said the name they had been chanting all these years.
Ancient Imperial Lower Palace, Ba Country Unparalleled Fist God.
“I think we should add some prefixes or make the name longer,” the youth said after he read the name. “It’ll feel ritualistic.”
But his eyes were still on the wild animals.
Although there was no response every time, they always hoped for a response.
Although he felt that the other party wouldn’t respond, he still had some hope.
But it always ended up with disappointment.
The youth understood this feeling very well. It was the same when he faced Hong Ya.
He had always wished Hong Ya to say a few words to him and ask him to stay with her at the counter.
But every time, Hong Ya would say that she was fine alone.
He had become used to it.
The Fist God did not respond to them for a long time as well. They were used to it.
“It seems that the Fist God is not free today. Young man, you may think of the prefix—”
Before the Eighth Prince finished his sentence, a gust of wind blew.
An inexplicable change occurred in the surroundings. Power appeared.
Was this a response?
And a different response.
At this moment, the two of them approached each other in tacit understanding and started to guard their surroundings.
If it was the Fist God, they would not have to do this. But what if it was not?
This could be a threat.
They were not simple children.
After staying vigilant for a while, nothing dangerous appeared around them. However, the wild animals in front suddenly floated up.
The two of them naturally saw it.
They looked at each other with obvious smiles in their eyes.
It was a different response.
However, they soon sensed a saber intent, which disappeared the moment it appeared.
They were confused.
At this moment, a piece of meat suddenly fell from the meat.
They were even more confused now.
Soon, they felt the saber intent appear again.
Not just once, but many times.
It appeared and disappeared in different directions.
They could sense the saber intent, but they had no idea what the other party was up to.
Some time later.
The saber intent disappeared.
Then, the wild animals floating in the air suddenly started to fall.
One by one, they fell. Each slash was clean and orderly.
When all the meat fell to the ground, the remaining skeleton also fell to the ground.
At the same time, another wild animal flew to the Eighth Prince and the teenager, as if asking them to cut it as well.
The two of them looked at each other as if they were discussing something.
In the end, the two of them took out small knives and cut half each.
The Heavenly Dragon Saber was too ostentatious. Hence, the Eighth Prince did not dare to take it out.
After a short while, the two of them finished cutting the meat. The slices were evenly distributed and the juice was not lost.
After cutting, they looked in the direction of the boulder.
They were waiting for a response.
Soon, they felt something appear above their heads.
Two bolts of lightning descended from the sky.
The lightning struck the Eighth Prince and the youth.
Screams rang out.
The two of them were lying on the ground, with smoke rising from their bodies.
“We shall continue the next month.”
An ethereal voice sounded in their minds.
The two of them were shocked.
However, they had no idea what had happened.
Why did the other party suddenly want to kill them?
Jiang Lan, who was weeding, regained his senses.
“Is there a problem with my way of expressing myself?”
Just now, he wanted the Eighth Prince and the others to learn how to cut meat from him. He imbued saber intent into each strike, so that they would know the direction and strength of the strike.
However, they did not understand.
If they still didn’t understand next time, he would have to think of another way to make them understand.
However, the three saber moves of the Dragon Saber Art should only be suitable for the Dragon Race. The youth should not be able to learn it.
However, being unable to learn it did not mean that it was useless.
Perhaps he could derive something that belonged to him.
Even if he couldn’t, there was no harm in learning the essence of it.
As for other spell techniques, he naturally didn’t intend to teach them.
There was no need.
Because the innkeeper could teach more and better.
There was no need for him to affect the youth’s growth.
Now, he had reached the pinnacle of immortality, and was qualified to teach the Eighth Prince and the others.
But that didn’t mean he could teach well.
He was teaching the three saber moves of the Dragon Saber Art because only he knew how to do it.
As such, there was no better teacher than him.
Xiao Yu’s voice was heard.
As soon as they returned, they began to clean up the weeds. At this moment, Xiao Yu was using her Spirit Language Spell and a large patch of plants was uprooted.
“Senior Sister, the leftmost pile are spirit herbs that I use to set up the array formation.” Jiang Lan’s calm voice traveled over.
Xiao Yu turned around and looked at Jiang Lan before she walked to the grass on the far left side and planted them back.
“The grass with the blue flowers behind is also part of an array formation.”
Xiao Yu immediately appeared beside the blue flowers to plant it back.
“My foot has stepped on flowers. It’s easy to trigger the array formation.”
Xiao Yu turned to look at Jiang Lan before sticking out her tongue.
“The array formation has been activated. I’ll protect Junior Brother.”
Jiang Lan was silent.
The increase in a dragon’s intelligence along with its age seemed to be rather slow.
Speaking of which, was the dragon brain big?
It had never been verified.
He would ask the other dragons when he had the time.
After half a month, Jiang Lan finally finished cleaning up the Ninth Summit.
Was he slow?
Of course not. It was just that someone’s been ‘helping’ him the whole time, causing him to do more work.
At this time, Jiang Lan had already begun to change the array formations in the Ninth Summit.
He started from the courtyard where he lived.
Now, he had entered the sect for 652 years. He was only about twenty years away from the next eruption of the Netherworld Entrance.
The Qilin Race had previousy mentioned that the Demon Race had taken action.
There might be some changes this time, so he needed to be prepared.
To guard against all accidents.
As for the First Summit…
He could not interfere for the time being.
He was very curious about the entrance to the Heaven Realm on the First Summit, but he did not dare to go there.
The First Summit was different from the Ninth Summit. It was easy for someone of his level to be trapped there.
It was just like how immortals from other races would definitely not dare to casually step onto the Ninth Summit.
Unfortunately, twenty to thirty years was not enough for him to advance to the mid-stage Celestial Immortal Realm.
Otherwise, he would be much more relaxed.
He would become a Dao Immortal within a thousand years since entering the sect. This speed of advancement should have surpassed all the summit leaders in Kunlun. However, he would have just entered the Dao Immortal Realm then, so he didn’t know if he was their match.
However, stepping onto his own Dao path made him feel as if he had stepped into his later years.
For example, he felt that the various summit leaders had entered their later years.
His master was about to retire, and the others should be at the same age.
Martial Aunt Miao Yue and Martial Aunt Zhu Qing might be younger, but they were on the verge of retirement.
After some thought, he continued to modify the array formations.
By the time he was done modifying them, he would read up the book on Deity Position. He had delayed it for a long time.
Jiang Lan, who was modifying the array formations, suddenly looked outside.
“What’s wrong?” Xiao Yu asked as she stepped on the water.
“Someone is challenging the maze, it’s Martial Aunt Miao Yue.” Jiang Lan was surprised.
Why was Martial Aunt Miao Yue here?
At this thought, he remembered what his master had said. It seemed that the Fifth Summit was sending some people here to study his array formations.
Even though it was arranged by Martial Aunt Miao Yue, she had even come to look for him personally.
Something didn’t feel right.
Xiao Yu also came to Jiang Lan’s side. The two of them waited at the entrance of the courtyard.
Martial Aunt Miao Yue was a senior.. They could not be negligent.