My Girlfriend From Turquoise Pond Requests My Help After My Millennium Seclusion - Chapter 563 - Epilogue 5

Chapter 563: Epilogue 5

Hong Ya shook her head silently as she watched the two of them run towards Kunlun.

The youth had been like this since she came here.

He was already an adult, but he was still the same as before.

He was still the youth from before.

It had never changed.

“Big Sister, where are Big Brother and Little Brother?” Yan Xiyun asked.

“They went to Kunlun,” Hong Ya replied.

“Then I’ll prepare to go too.” Yan Xiyun ate the roasted meat and prepared to leave.

“There’s no hurry.” Hong Ya stopped Yan Xiyun. Seeing that Yan Xiyun was confused, she explained.

“Your people might come looking for you soon. Wait here for two days.”

Yan Xiyun didn’t understand, but Little Sister wouldn’t lie to her. Thus, she decided that she would set off two days later.

The vegetative egg sneered in the eggshell.

“These people dare to compete with me for the protagonist of this generation? What a joke.”

“Is Brother Egg that confident? Master is also taking care of them.” The Udumbara Flower asked curiously.

“What can they use to compete with me? I have the legacy of a sage and I shoulder ten percent of the providence in the world. When I came out of my shell, I was already a Dao Immortal,” the vegetative egg said with a smile.

“But Master has set up marriages for them,” the Udumbara Flower asked.

“Hehe.” The vegetative egg laughed contemptuously.

“Master has already settled mine and made it clear a thousand years ago. How can those people compare to me?”

The Udumbara Flower: “???”

The Ninth Summit.

Jiang Lan’s egg son’s shell shone as he listened to the Eighth Prince and the youth’s dispute.

“What is our egg son trying to say?” Ao Longyu asked curiously.

Jiang Lan glanced at it and thought for a moment.

“Maybe he wants you to help set up a marriage for him too.”

Whoosh!

The light was extinguished in an instant.

Ao Longyu: “…”

Jiang Lan: “…”

“Will Mother and the Earth Mother settle the matter well?” Ao Longyu asked Jiang Lan.

They could interfere with their marriage, but it was related to the arrangements of the two races, so it wasn’t good for them to interfere too much.

It would depend on their negotiations.

“There won’t be too much of a problem, and there’s nothing to discuss.” Jiang Lan knocked on his egg son twice and continued.

“Senior Sister didn’t ask them to hold a wedding. There’s nothing to talk about.

The wedding might be the real trouble, but no matter what, things should proceed in the direction of having a smooth marriage.

No matter how opinionated they are.”

Be it the Dragon Race or the Qilin Race, they had no way of taking advantage of this matter. Also, they had to have a positive outcome in this negotiation.

Ao Longyu exhaled before looking at the two people arguing outside the courtyard.

“With the engagement, can they really become the main character of this era?”

She then looked at her egg son.

Egg son: “…”

A moment later, Ao Longyu shook her head. Her egg son had yet to come out. There was still a certain probability that it was a daughter instead.

…

Three months later.

On the Grand Desolate World, those who should come had all come to Kunlun.

The remaining people didn’t come only because they were temporarily unable to leave the Kunlun Void.

The Fourth and Seventh Summit’s summit leaders were all inside. Second Summit’s Summit Leader, Liu Jing, happened to be stuck in his cultivation at the last moment and couldn’t come out.

He was only at the Void Refinement Realm.

For a moment, he couldn’t care less about the big situation.

Managing Kunlun was the Second Summit’s summit leader’s forte. All the wedding matters began to flow smoothly after he came out.

In order to let this matter be completed as soon as possible, Jiang Lan visited the Second Summit’s Martial Uncle.

He did not stay for long. When he left, his Martial Uncle of the Second Summit had temporarily recovered his cultivation of the Golden Immortal Realm.

This way, everything would be much more convenient and the wedding could be held as soon as possible.

Otherwise, it might drag on for more than ten years without any result.

To prevent any accidents from happening, Jiang Lan had no choice but to visit the Second Summit’s Martial Uncle.

After some time, the wedding was finalized. It was going to be held seven days later.

Hearing this news, he heaved a heavy sigh of relief.

…

…

The Eighth Summit.

Mo Zhengdong sat in the pavilion where Jiu Zhongtian was.

“How do you feel?” Jiu Zhongtian asked while drinking.

Mo Zhengdong looked at the lake expressionlessly and shook his head slightly.

“In order to hold the wedding as soon as possible, your disciple has even used the power of the sage.” Jiu Zhongtian smiled and said. A moment later, he sighed.

“I have so many disciples, but none of them are successful.

You only have one yet he’s so capable.”

“All my disciples are very capable,” Mo Zhengdong replied.

“…” Jiu Zhongtian choked on his wine.

“All your disciples are eyeing for your summit leader position until you abdicate.”

Mo Zhengdong remained silent.

“Hahaha.” Jiu Zhongtian laughed.

A gentle breeze blew, and Jiu Zhongtian’s white hair swayed with the wind. He held the gourd and looked at Mo Zhengdong.

“Your life will be tough from now on.”

“Don’t you want to think about the future?” Mo Zhengdong asked.

“What future?” Jiu Zhongtian drank a mouthful of wine and said.

“I’m a Dao Immortal. I can also be considered to have the body of a sage. Do you really think there’s such a thing as being in my later years?

Whatever you heard is all made up by your disciple to cheat you of your summit leader position.

Cultivators live a long life. We live in the Grand Desolate World. The Great Dao is with us, and our vitality is eternal.”

Mo Zhengdong remained silent.

The summit leader position of the Ninth Summit was different from the other summits. There was no one else in the Ninth Summit.

The entrance to the Netherworld still existed, and so did the aura of the Netherworld.

Even if that egg broke out of its shell, there was a high chance that it would join another summit.

That was why the Ninth Summit was usually empty. What was the use of it?

“You don’t think it’s useless, do you?” Jiu Zhongtian looked at Mo Zhengdong and said seriously.

“Back then, when you accepted Jiang Lan as your personal disciple, did he also feel that it was useless?

How did you reply to him?”

Mo Zhengdong was stunned. How did he do it?

The title sounded better. It was indeed true.

Therefore, becoming a summit leader did not bring any actual changes, but the title sounded good.

Mo Zhengdong shook his head and smiled. “It’s indeed useful.”

…

The two of them sat in the pavilion and chatted. Lu Jian had to refill the gourd six times.

On the seventh time, Lu Jian reminded them.

“Master, Martial Uncle, today is the day of the grand ceremony. You two can’t drink anymore.”

Lu Jian had the most difficulty catching up with the two summit leaders.

He was the only assistant in the entire Eighth Summit. All the hard and tiring work was done by him.

Fortunately, he did not have to go to the First Summit to be beaten again.

It was also considered a blessing in disguise.

“You guys are still drinking?” Chen Xi landed beside the pavilion, somewhat surprised.

“A rare guest.” Jiu Zhongtian was shocked.

Then, he handed over the wine gourd.

“Men and women shouldn’t touch.” Chen Xi pushed aside the wine gourd and took out a wine cup.

“Pour it into your cup.”

Lu Jian: “…”

After three cups, Chen Xi remembered her purpose for this trip.

“Today’s grand ceremony is also the wedding day. Don’t tell me you guys have forgotten about it?”

“No, I didn’t drink much.” Mo Zhengdong shook his head.

He looked calm, as if he had to sit here because of his lack of experience.

“Then aren’t you going back to change your clothes? The ceremony has begun. The Sect Master will also be present to say a few words. The wedding will begin at night. It’s getting dark.” Chen Xi turned to look at Jiu Zhongtian and asked curiously.

“Miao Yue is getting married. Aren’t you afraid that she will take care of your Eighth Summit?”

Jiu Zhongtian sobered up.

Not long after, Lu Jian watched the three summit leaders head to the Ninth Summit.

He was finally free.

…

…

The sun was setting and the rays of light lengthened his figure.

The originally not lively Kunlun was bustling with people.

Someone flew towards the Kunlun Main Hall on a sword.

There were also experts who rode on spirit beasts and quietly stopped in the sky above the Kunlun Main Hall.

Celestial Immortals, Dao Immortals, and Half-sages stood quietly at their positions.

The Demon Race, the Dragon Race, the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race, the Qilin Race, the Underground’s Devils, Ba Country, the Heavenly Human Race, the Giant Spirit Race, the Magus Immortals of Mount Numinous, and the various races of the Grand Desolate World were all present.

Most of the experts in the Grand Desolate World also made a stop here.

They had come for the wedding of the Heavenly Venerable’s master, as well as for Imperial Lord Xi He.

Today, Imperial Lord Xi He would give a short lecture. This lecture was rarely seen since ancient times and was extremely rare.

At the old wine tavern.

Jiang Lan was waiting for them here.

His Senior Sister said that she wanted to bring Ao Man and the others in. It would be more lively with more people.

Especially since his egg son liked to play with others.

Therefore, he came here to wait for the Eighth Prince and the others.

“The Heavenly Dao lecture is starting, can you guys hurry up?” the Eighth Prince urged.

“I’m preparing the wine. You don’t have to prepare anything. I will be ready soon.” The youth found a reason.

“I even prepared a bunch of roasted wild animals. Why am I not so slow?” The Eighth Prince said disdainfully.

“Ever since you wooed the girl from the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race, you haven’t been very diligent.

What’s the meaning of a relationship between men and women? Isn’t it more interesting to start a business and earn money? ”

“Foolish dragon, Hong Ya is the most important,” the youth replied.

“It’s fine if you say things about me. Don’t get Hong Ya involved.”

Ao Man: “You idiot.”

The youth said, “You’re the idiot.”

“It’s already packed,” Hong Ya interrupted them, her things neatly packed.

He then checked around and found nothing important.

He could finally set off.

“Actually, there’s still time.” Heavenly Human Yunxiao walked out of the room and looked at the busy people.

When he came down, he greeted Jiang Lan politely.

Jiang Lan nodded in response.

Heavenly Human Yunxiao was also going. He did not dare to be late, and he would not be the last to arrive.

When he felt that the time was right, he would go over.

The Eighth Prince and the youth instantly shut up. They did not dare to be impudent in front of a sage.

Jiang Lan looked at these two people, feeling like they were quite quiet when they saw some seniors.

After Heavenly Human Yunxiao left, he said softly.

“If you all are ready, let’s go.”

“Why are all of you so enthusiastic about the Sect Master’s lecture but frown when Junior Brother teaches you all something?” Ao Longyu turned to look at the Eighth Prince and the others behind her.

“That’s right, that’s right. Brother and Little Brother are rebellious and only know how to hit people.

The Qilin Race isn’t like this.” Yan Xiyun nodded.

Bang!

The scabbard hit Yan Xiyun’s face and she flew out.

Domestic violence? Jiang Lan thought.

However, as they were yet to be married to each other, it didn’t count.

“Just saying, I don’t hit her anymore. It’s this stupid dragon who doesn’t change,” the youth explained.

“The Eighth Prince’s strength has also decreased. He just knocked her flying. It’s not like before,” Hong Ya observed and said.

The Eighth Prince looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. His elegant voice was filled with sorrow. “As time passed, everything changed but I thought that I would never change in this vast world.

From the looks of it, under my sister’s pressure, I still can’t stay true to myself.”

Bang!

“Can’t you hurry?” Ao Longyu kicked Ao Man.

Ao Man left angrily.

Jiang Lan walked at the back, looking at these people.

Under the setting sun, they were running and laughing.

Yan Xiyun was also pulled up. She touched her face and hid far away from the Eighth Prince. From time to time, she would talk to him and then retreat.

Everything fell into Jiang Lan’s eyes, making him feel rather calm.

The Eighth Prince and the others had a long lifespan. Jiang Lan should have had it in the past.

However, during the cultivation process, he had to pay something in return for his cultivation speed.

Gradually, he lost this youth.

But he was lucky and had another form of happiness.

At this moment, a hand touched his fingers and intertwined with his.

“Junior Brother, there are many people in Kunlun today. Hold my hand and don’t lose it.” Ao Longyu looked up at Jiang Lan and said softly.

They didn’t need to care too much about their egg son as he was carried away by Yan Xiyun.

Jiang Lan held Xiao Yu’s hand tightly and nodded. “Senior Sister, don’t run around.”

“En.” Ao Longyu nodded heavily.

“I’m your Senior Sister after all. I will protect you.”

Jiang Lan: “…”

This dragon… well, this time she could indeed stand in front of him, because no one would dare to attack him again.

A moment later.

Jiang Lan and the others arrived at the square of the Kunlun Main Hall. His position was not special. It was in a corner with fewer people.

The summit leaders knew that he did not want to be the center of attention.

Heavenly Human Yunxiao was at the very front, the person closest to the platform where Imperial Lord Xi He would be giving his lecture.

Under the setting sun, Imperial Lord Xi He sat cross-legged at the very top. He wore a white Daoist robe, and the corners of his robe were stained red by the setting sun.

A small dragon coiled around his shoulder, looking like a dragon yet not. Its power was astonishing.

“Torch Dragon?” Jiang Lan felt a sense of familiarity when he saw this dragon.

He shouldn’t have seen it before. A moment later, he saw the scene of them meeting.

It was the demonic dragon he had encountered when he entered the Kunlun Temple.

He had killed it with the Dragon Slaying Sword.

“So that was it. Looks like Imperial Lord Xi He was testing me back then.”

Jiang Lan had an idea.

“At that time, I could have dealt with him. It seems like he was testing if I would attack.”

He didn’t pay much attention to it and started listening to Imperial Lord Xi He’s lecture.

He had long left the cultivation system of the Grand Desolate World, but he could also obtain new gains regarding the Dao from other places.

Every plant and tree was part of the world, and every world was completely different.

Ao Longyu, Ao Man, the youth, Hong Ya, Yan Xiyun, and Jiang Lan’s egg son were all listening to the lecture of the Heavenly Dao.

No one present made a sound. Only Imperial Lord Xi He spoke.

“When the heavens emit killing intent, it is easy for the stars to move. When a person emits killing intent, the heavens and earth will overturn. When a sage unleashes his power, he stabilizes the foundations.

The pure Yang of the Heavenly Dao uses Yin as its killing intent, while the Yin and Yang of the Human Dao use Yang as its killing intent.Spring brings about autumn. It is the dry Kun spreading the Great Dao’s wind…”

When Imperial Lord Xi He spoke, he took action to control the world, using his appearance to let everyone observe the Dao.

During this process, everyone was immersed in the lecture. One day, ten days, a hundred days, a thousand days, ten thousand days.

Time seemed endless. Finally, Imperial Lord Xi He’s voice came to a halt.

Only then did everyone return to their senses. It seemed like a few years or even a hundred years had passed, but in reality, only two hours had passed.

It was already dark.

“I just said a few words. I hope everyone will gain something.”

Imperial Lord Xi He looked at everyone. His voice was calm, carrying a hint of a smile.

The little dragon on his shoulder buried its head in its claws and seemed to be yawning.

Everyone lowered their heads and bowed.

“Thank you for your preaching, Imperial Lord.”

Jiang Lan also bowed his head. He did so out of respect for his summit leaders and Sect Master.

As for the others, he didn’t even need to bow to the Earth Mother or Heavenly Human Yunxiao. Not only that, but these extraordinary figures of the Grand Desolate World were the ones who had to greet him.

He was the number one sage in the world, number one in Kunlun, number one in the Grand Desolate World, and number one in the old world. However, he came from Kunlun and grew up in Kunlun. His master was his master, and his Martial Uncles were his elders.

How could he be rude to them?.