Feeling excited, Lan Wenyan forcibly suppressed the excitement within his heart, bowing towards Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng before taking his leave.
Looking at his departing figure, Feng Yunsheng asked curiously, "What do you mean by tradition and fate?"
Yan Zhaoge roughly explained what had happened back then, smiling at the end, "It was also that time when I went to the Eastern Tang, where I inadvertently ran into Meng Wan, afterwards finding you because of her."
Feng Yunsheng clicked her tongue in wonder.
Yan Zhaoge said, "This fellow is not bad. The reason why I helped him out a little was not just because of what happened back then."
"Back then, at the hands of that Ye Jing, he was gravely injured. Although the sect treated him and I gave him medicine, his injuries still took a long time to recover."
"In the outside world, he is a rare genius, but in our sect, his talent is not top-notch. With this delay, there is a possibility that he will fade into obscurity."
"But he painstakingly worked harder than before. Among his peers, he could be considered one of the most hardworking. In the end, he surpassed many people and gradually stood out."
Yan Zhaoge smiled, "Since he has some kinship with me and is also willing to improve himself, I will help him out a bit more."
Feng Yunsheng also nodded slightly. "If that's the case, I believe he won't disappoint you."
The two of them talked as they walked on the mountain path.
As they walked, Yan Zhaoge gazed into the distance as he could not help but be amused, "I've run into so many familiar faces today."
Feng Yunsheng also looked over and saw several figures appearing at the end of the road. There were Feng Moyang, Jun Luo, Zhao Ming, Jing Yunzhi and the others.
Feng Yunsheng was also very familiar with these people. She also smiled and said, "They are indeed all acquaintances."
Seeing Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng, Feng Moyang and the others all cupped their hands. Yan Zhaoge smiled and asked, "Why have you all come here?"
Jun Luo said smilingly, "Daddy came to Broad Creed Mountain to visit Uncle Yan, so I followed along."
Yan Zhaoge came to a realisation, swivelling his head to look at Zhao Ming, "Since that's the case, has Uncle Zhao also come?"
Zhao Ming nodded. "Yes."
Feng Moyang said with a smile, "Uncle Zhao and Uncle Jun have come from afar, so my father stopped refining the pills."
Their clans were extremely close, their fathers Yan Di, Feng Chi, Jun Zhiyuan and Zhao Shicheng having been close friends in their youth.
Yan Di's Transcending Mortality and entering Sainthood was a joyous occasion. Jun Zhiyuan and Zhao Shicheng naturally had to come and offer their congratulations.
It was just that due to the invasion of the Flame Devil World of the East Sea previously, Yan Di had immediately rushed to the East Sea as soon as he had emerged from seclusion as a Martial Saint. Afterwards, he had sealed the Flame Devils with the Taiyi Imperial Breaking Formation, remaining within the seal all this time, only having managed to extricate himself recently.
Yan Zhaoge smiled, "Let's go. The older generation can gather their things, and we can gather ours."
Jun Luo's gaze shifted between Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng, "Brother Yan, senior apprentice-sister Feng, is she going to become my little sister-in-law?"
Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng could not help but laugh. Yan Zhaoge directly flicked her head, "Get rid of the word 'little'. I'm older than you in the first place."
Jun Luo clutched her head, "Senior apprentice-sister Feng, if you tie your hair up, you might not even be older than me."
Hearing her words, Yan Zhaoge glanced at Feng Yunsheng complacently. Feng Yunsheng smiled, shaking her head.
Jun Luo scooted over, giggling, "I'm the first to congratulate you; shouldn't I get a reward?"
"There will naturally be a reward, but I also congratulate you, Luo Luo," Feng Yunsheng smiled as she appraised Jun Luo, as well as the delicate youth standing beside her.
Hearing Feng Yunsheng's words, that youth's face involuntarily turned a little red, both joyful and shy, but even more uneasy as he secretly glanced at Jun Luo beside him.
This youth was the Lian Family disciple Lian Cheng whom Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng had met in the Sand Region that year. Before this, he had already entered the Howling Wind Sword Sect, his Master precisely being Jun Zhiyuan.
Jun Luo had originally wanted to coax Feng Yunsheng a little, seeing how the usually valiant and heroic Feng Yunsheng looked embarrassed.
Who knew that Feng Yunsheng would act naturally and gracefully, her expression not changing in the slightest as she instead began teasing her and Lian Cheng.
Jun Luo's face turned slightly red, especially noticing Lian Cheng's gaze beside her. She hurriedly straightened her expression, coughing dryly, "Joy … joy where? Don't tease me, senior apprentice-sister Feng. "
As her words left her mouth, Lian Cheng instantly resembled a frosted eggplant.
Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge and the others could not help but laugh.
Lian Cheng's personality was weak, and he could be considered to have been completely grasped by Jun Luo. However, if he really wanted to get what he wanted, he would probably still have a very long way to go. Between the two of them, Jun Luo's initiative was too strong.
However, while Jun Luo did not admit it, having been brought along by Jun Zhiyuan, and now having come together with Jun Luo to the side of Yan Zhaoge, Feng Moyang and Zhao Ming, to a certain extent, many things could be said about her.
After all, this circle was very small. Feng Yunsheng aside, Jing Yunzhi was already married to Zhao Ming.
Yan Di hosted Jun Zhiyuan's group, Yan Zhaoge hosted Jun Luo's group. Everyone chatted and laughed, both host and guest enjoying themselves.
After Yan Di had returned to Broad Creed Mountain, the atmosphere there had become even better.
Turbid Wave Pavilion's Pavilion Lord An Qinglin, Infinite Boundless Mountain's Chief Chu Yan and Jade Sea City's City Lord Song Wuliang all specially ascended the mountain to pay a visit.
The situation of the entire Eight Extremities World had stabilised completely.
With Yan Zhaoge's gains in the dragon tomb as well as the oceanic amount of resources of the entire Eight Extremities World, Broad Creed Mountain rapidly recovered its vitality, expanding further.
It was only a matter of time before they returned to their peak, or even ascended to a higher level.
And it was precisely this matter of time that prevented Yan Zhaoge and those of Broad Creed Mountain from being blinded by the good situation.
The powers of the Eight Extremities World were already unable to cause any waves, but the Radiant Light Sect of the World beyond Worlds would not let the matter rest as they might come looking for trouble at any time.
Yan Di directly entered secluded cultivation in the Myriad Dragon Palace, while Yan Zhaoge also unceasingly tempered himself.
Time passed quickly, several months passing in the blink of an eye.
One day, after Yan Zhaoge had finished his meditation, he analysed that metallic fragment that Old Man Mo had gifted him.
There were no remnants of the will or aura of the Dim Radiant Emperor Yin Tianxia within, also no special feeling of power, causing Yan Zhaoge to be unable to get his head around it for a time.
However, as Yan Zhaoge's cultivation base had risen in recent years and his comprehension of the Peerless Heavenly Scripture had deepened, his perception of the myriad arts of the heavens and the earth had grown increasingly stronger.
Analysing this fragment, Yan Zhaoge vaguely felt that there really seemed to be some profundities within, just that he was temporarily unable to see through them.
"Huh?" Yan Zhaoge's heart suddenly jolted slightly as he kept the metallic fragment.
He felt the Myriad Dragon Palace seemingly shake for a moment, an extremely powerful aura emanating from the depths of the palace.
The next moment, streams of purple qi overflowed, suffusing the Myriad Dragon Palace.
The Myriad Dragon Palace was even unable to restrict this purple qi. As it exited the palace, it directly enveloped the entire Broad Creed Mountain, even continuing to expand as it merged with the Clear Qi Grand Formation, virtually turning the heavens and earth within five thousand kilometres purple.
A figure walked out neither swiftly nor slowly from the depths of the Myriad Dragon Palace.
Yan Zhaoge instantly smiled, "Congratulations, father, on emerging from seclusion and having improved further, stepping into the second level of the Martial Saint realm."
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