Outside the city of Guobei, at Shili Slope.

Bai Cang looked back towards the direction of Guobei County and couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions.

After several months, we've finally achieved some success.

This is all the empire he "conquered" for himself!

Regardless of whether Han Qinhu had any merit or not, just tell me whether he killed the Master of the Three Yin Temple.

Unfortunately, he had to "study abroad outside the county" before he could even fully enjoy the prestige of "Master Bai".

Moreover, the person standing next to him was not a beautiful woman, but Han Qinhu, a burly man with a rough appearance like Yan Chixia.

What a disappointment!

"Where is Junior Brother Liang?" Bai Cang asked casually.

He packed his belongings overnight and fled to another place with his whole family.

Han Qinhu glanced sideways at Bai Cang, "Want me to point you in the right direction? You can still catch up if you go now!"

Bai Cang chuckled dryly, "Master, what are you saying? I am not the kind of person who holds grudges. I am only concerned about Junior Brother Liang's path to enlightenment."

Han Qinhu sneered, "I'm not worried about it, so why are you?"

"You're just a nominal disciple. They haven't done anything to you. Can't you have some of the magnanimity of the only true senior disciple under your master?"

As he spoke, Han Qinhu waved his sleeve, and a small boat made of white bones soared into the sky.

Then, it grew to over ten feet long in the wind, and hung steadily ten feet in the air.

"Guobei County is just your starting point. Stop thinking about all these bottles and jars of yours all the time."

Han Qinhu leaped onto the flying boat and waved to Bai Cang, saying, "Come on up yourself. Do I have to ask you to?"

Bai Cang glanced longingly in the direction of Guobei County, then immediately rose up, leaping into the sky amidst the rolling dark clouds.

"Master, do you have any extra flying magic artifacts?"

Bai Cang's eyes were full of envy, and he couldn't help but rub his hands together.

What kind of immortal master doesn't use secondhand magical artifacts? Isn't flying and escaping to the ground more appealing?

"Envious? Then cultivate diligently and climb to a high position as soon as possible!"

Han Qinhu's sleeves billowed, and the white bone flying boat instantly rose into the sky, soaring straight up into the clouds in an instant. "I'll teach you something good: you must rely on yourself to be a good person."

"Our Heshan Sect's principle is to never ask for favors and never accept rewards without merit!"

No wonder you've been holed up in Guobei County for so long and haven't even visited a brothel once.

So you're the kind of person who "never asks for help"?

Bai Cang thought to himself, his eyes and heart filled with sour envy.

A thousand miles is not enough to walk; I can sail across the vast sky in a boat.

This is the true demeanor of an immortal, the grace that a celestial being should possess!

In no time, the white bone flying boat had risen above the clouds.

Without Han Qinhu making any move, the speed suddenly increased, and it flew forward like lightning.

Looking down, Bai Cang saw that the barren mountain where Shili Slope was located had become a small black dot.

Guobei County seemed to have become within his grasp, disappearing from his sight in the blink of an eye.

A thousand miles of boundless spirit, a touch of exhilarating wind!

If Bai Cang's use of the Five Yin Qi Bag in conjunction with the White Bone Heart-Locking Hammer to forcibly levitate using the "Five Ghosts Transporting" technique can be considered "climbing the clouds," then...

Han Qinhu's act of piloting the White Bone Flying Boat could already be described as "riding the clouds and mist".

Even a mere "Qi Cultivation Immortal Master" can be so carefree.

I really don't know how illustrious the journeys of Master Ji, the Golden Elixir True Lord, and even the Yin Spirit Venerable and the Primordial Spirit Dao Lord are.

I travel to the North Sea in the morning and visit Cangwu in the evening, eating morning dew and feasting on clouds and mist.

We, as practitioners of spiritual cultivation, should be like this!

As if provoked, Bai Cang remained unusually silent throughout the journey, his mind in turmoil.

Han Qinhu breathed a sigh of relief: his precious disciple was not only thick-skinned and black-hearted, but also "ruthless and vicious," and every time they met, he could push the boundaries of his understanding of what was acceptable.

He was genuinely afraid that Bai Cang would throw a tantrum and grab his leg to forcefully demand a "master's gift".

If that were the case, even Han Qinhu, who prides himself on being a "hero," wouldn't know how to deal with it.

I couldn't bear to kill him on the spot, but I felt frustrated if I didn't. I couldn't find a way to resolve this.

Fortunately, Bai Cang did not do anything that put him in a difficult position.

Otherwise, should he have killed him on the spot? Or should he have upheld justice and even killed his own family member?

It seems unreasonable not to clean house, right?

They traveled in silence, and as dusk fell, the White Bone Flying Boat arrived at the territory of the Taiyin Palace.

Suddenly, Bai Cang's pupils contracted, and he felt as if a magnificent city had risen from the ground and violently crashed into his eyes.

Like a colossal beast, it sits on the horizon, constantly swallowing up the traffic and the endless stream of people.

"Are you dumbfounded now? What kind of future can you have if you keep focusing on that tiny patch of land in Guobei County?"

Han Qinhu joked, "This is truly a land of heroes, a grand stage where heroes gather."

"This is only Taiyin Prefecture. If you were to see Lanyuan Prefecture, where the capital of Xia Kingdom is located, wouldn't you be utterly astonished?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Cang blurted out, "Then why is the location of the Crimson Dragon Headquarters not in Lan Yuan Prefecture, but in Tai Yin Prefecture?"

The Xia state was not a large country; its territory could even be described as small.

It merely possessed two prefectures, four counties, and fifteen districts, and governed sixty counties.

However, among the surrounding countries, the Xia Kingdom was considered extremely wealthy.

The root cause lies in Lanyuan Prefecture, where the capital of the Xia Kingdom is located.

To be precise, it's because of the Lan Yun River, which flows through ten surrounding countries.

Lan Yuan Prefecture is located at the end of the Lan Yun River, adjacent to the East Sea. It has the Lan Yun Sea Market, which handles goods from ten countries. A small portion of the trade between the surrounding ten countries and the East Sea Islands and the Dragon Palace is completed in the Lan Yun Sea Market.

It can be said that the essence of the entire Xia Kingdom is concentrated in Lanyuan Prefecture.

Although Yuanzhou, to which Lanyuan Prefecture belongs, only has one prefecture and three counties, it has swallowed up most of the resources of Xia Kingdom, especially various spiritual objects and cultivation resources.

Xuanzhou, where Taiyin Prefecture and Taiyuan Prefecture are located, has two prefectures, twelve counties, and forty-eight districts under its jurisdiction, but it can only be considered a "side project" of the Xia Kingdom.

The area is mountainous and has many lakes, and the people are impoverished; it can be said that "poor mountains and bad waters breed unruly people."

Although nominally occupying the Xia Kingdom's Heshan Sect, they could only house the Crimson Dragon Temple in the Taiyin Palace.

His "power" and "younger brother" status are evident from this.

As the saying goes: Lies don't hurt, but the truth is the sharpest knife.

Bai Cang's words, "Children speak without restraint," instantly immobilized Han Qinhu for three seconds, causing his face to darken.

"Why bring up something you shouldn't talk about?"

Han Qinhu stared at Bai Cang with an unfriendly expression. "Longhu Mountain is a major sect of the Xuanmen. It has more than one Yuanshen Daojun and more Yinshen Venerables that you can't count on your fingers. Do you think Chilong Zongguan dares to compete with Jiude Guan for territory?"

In short: Longhu Mountain seems to have handed over the Xia Kingdom to the Heshan Sect, but it also seems that it did not completely hand it over, firmly occupying the most precious territory of Lanyuan Prefecture.

It's been submitted, but not completely submitted. (For example, it's been submitted!)

The Xia Kingdom's Heshan Sect, which only had one Golden Core True Monarch in charge, dared not "reason" with them.

Even a mere "notice" from the Jiude Temple would require someone like Han Qinhu, a direct disciple of a True Lord, to go out and serve them.

Why? It's because the "principles" of Longhu Mountain are greater and more authoritative than those of Heshan Sect!

Let alone the Xia Kingdom's Heshan Sect, even the Heshan Dao headquarters, which boasts more than a dozen Golden Core True Monarchs, would dare to cause trouble in front of Longhu Mountain?

However, the Xia Kingdom was merely a Taoist temple on Longhu Mountain.

It wasn't even a major Taoist temple that was being managed properly, otherwise it wouldn't have been so easily handed over to Tianhe Zhenjun because of a "bet".

"If I had known, I would have joined the Longhu Mountain sect!"

Bai Cang muttered to himself, "Men fear choosing the wrong profession, women fear marrying the wrong man, and what the Immortal Master fears most is joining the wrong sect."

"One wrong step can lead to eternal regret. I'm trying to change my ways now, but I don't know if it's too late."

Do you think I still have a chance?

As Bai Cang was thinking, he didn't notice that Han Qinhu's gaze was becoming increasingly dangerous!

[Seeking free gifts, thank you to "Joseph Who Loves Almond Porridge"!]