Chương 42: Chapter 72: Return

Jiang Wenfeng jumped down from his carriage and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Greetings, Immortals." The ones who had arrived were Li Heshan and Zhongli Qing.

"Hehe… Brother Jiang, are you preparing to return to Cloud Central Prefecture?" Li Heshan smiled faintly.

"It seems we are truly fated."

"Are the Immortals also going to Cloud Central Prefecture?" Jiang Wenfeng asked in surprise. Li Heshan nodded.

"We have refined some artifacts to test spiritual roots. Once we set them up in Cloud Central Prefecture, we can begin selecting disciples."

"Brother Jiang, since we are headed the same way, how about traveling together?" Jiang Wenfeng hurriedly cupped his hands.

"It is this humble one's fortune to travel with the Immortals." Li Heshan nodded slightly. After that, he did not continue chatting. Each side returned to their own carriage, and the two carriages traveled side by side. Inside the luxurious carriage, Zhongli Qing asked suspiciously, "This boy's spiritual roots are mixed and impure. He has no aptitude for cultivation. Senior Brother, why have you taken the initiative to speak with him again and again?" Immortals and mortals were different.

It was not that Zhongli Qing was arrogant. In the eyes of all cultivators, the moment one stepped onto the path of cultivation, one's life level was already different from ordinary commoners. Cultivators often possessed lifespans of several hundred or even over a thousand years. Compared to them, mortals stiffened in death after a mere hundred years. The two were fundamentally not the same kind of existence. Li Heshan smiled faintly.

"Junior Sister should know that our Cloud Perching Valley stands upon pills and formations. Formations are about momentum."

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"Although this boy's spiritual roots are mixed, the momentum around him is unlike ordinary people's. Even I cannot see through it." Hearing this, Zhongli Qing's beautiful eyes lit up slightly.

"Senior Brother means he carries great fortune?" Li Heshan shook his head.

"I cannot see clearly. I cannot see clearly…"

"Whether it is great fortune or a troubled fate, people like this are often very interesting."

"Master sent the two of us to this Barren Marsh Land to seek disciples merely to try our luck. More importantly, he wanted us to properly temper ourselves and strive to break through to the Fetal Breathing Realm as soon as possible." Zhongli Qing seemed to understand, yet not fully. She did not ask further and once again sat cross-legged with her eyes closed. The journey from the Royal Region to Cloud Central took nearly a month.

By the time Jiang Wenfeng and the others returned to Willow County, it was already deep winter. During this time, he also found a chance to write a letter to Jiang Huanyu and his wife, informing his parents that his younger brother had safely escaped danger. Willow County. Jiang Wenfeng looked at Li Heshan and Zhongli Qing before him and cupped his hands.

"I wonder if the two Immortals have time to visit Golden Willow Village?" Li Heshan shook his head slightly.

"Our sect mission is urgent. My junior sister and I do not dare delay. If we have free time in the future, perhaps then." Jiang Wenfeng was somewhat disappointed, but he still cupped his hands.

"Then… Immortals, this is where we part." Li Heshan nodded and watched as their group gradually departed. Golden Willow Village. The new residence by Blackwater Pond had already been completed, but Jiang Huanyu had not yet chosen to move there. That was because both of his sons had been away, and his younger son had been imprisoned. He truly had no heart to move into a new home. The carriage slowly arrived outside Golden Willow Village.

Jiang Huanyu, who had received the news, had already brought the family to wait at the village entrance. Seeing his parents and younger siblings, a smile appeared on Jiang Wenfeng's face. He slowly pulled the carriage to a stop.

"Father! Mother!" He jumped down from the carriage and quickly walked over. Jiang Huanyu and Hu Yufen also hurriedly came forward.

"Stone, where is Anu?" Hu Yufen grabbed his hand at once and looked toward the carriage in the distance. At this moment, the carriage curtain was slowly lifted, and Jiang Wenyan poked his head out. Seeing his parents, he slowly got out of the carriage, walked up to them, and dropped to his knees with a thud.

"Anu…" Hu Yufen hurried forward and embraced her son's head. Tears streamed down her face.

"Mother." Jiang Wenyan's voice was somewhat hoarse. Along the way, perhaps because he had been struck too hard by what happened to Lu Zhiyuan, he had hardly spoken.

"It's good that you're back! It's good that you're back!" Hu Yufen kept comforting him. Jiang Huanyu looked toward the distant carriage and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Teacher Lu?" Jiang Wenfeng's expression dimmed slightly.

"In the carriage. Teacher, he… Father, go take a look." Jiang Huanyu nodded and slowly walked to the carriage. Mute Uncle lifted the curtain and helped Lu Zhiyuan down.

"Teacher."