As more and more disciples gathered to watch, this was no place to talk. With their cultivation levels, they arrived at the main hall in the blink of an eye. Once only Xun Kuang remained in the main hall, Yi Wenbai asked, "What exactly happened? Besides you, are there any other old acquaintances?"
Xun Kuang knew that the old friend Yi Wenbai mentioned was someone from his era, and shook his head regretfully, "No, there isn't. Of the Tianyan Sect members who are still alive today, only my junior brother and I are still alive. However, there are still some ancestors from other sects who are juniors whom my uncle knows."
Nascent Soul cultivators have lifespans of nearly ten thousand years; he and Jiang Shang are already like ancestral figures. The closer one gets to the age of fifty, the more concerned one becomes about lifespan. With their level of cultivation, they should have long ago retreated to some secluded place for quiet cultivation, like the ancestral figures of other sects.
However, both of them were restless by nature, which is why one became the sect leader and the other the peak master. They didn't even want to be elevated too high in terms of seniority, otherwise they wouldn't be used to being called "Ancestor" all the time.
When An Ge learned of his and his senior uncle's plans from his master, he immediately gave them a thumbs up. How wise his master was! If it were according to the normal hierarchy, he, as the eldest disciple, would be addressed as "ancestor" by everyone.
"Is Shang'er still alive? Where is he?" Yi Wenbai was most concerned about his only disciple. When he left, Jiang Shang was not yet a hundred years old, in the prime of his youth. Because of his strong talent, he acted recklessly and offended many people. It seems that this kid is quite lucky, as he has managed to live peacefully until now.
Mentioning Jiang Shang, Xun Kuang smiled even more broadly, "Uncle-Master, Junior Brother has already ascended, but he didn't go to the Divine Realm, otherwise you should have met him long ago. Oh, by the way, the young master of the Demon Clan is currently ascending, and Junior Brother was worried that something might happen to him, so he went to the Demon Clan."
Yi Wenbai was completely confused. "What ascension? When did Shang'er become so close to the demon race?"
Xun Kuang then told Yi Wenbai about how Jiang Shang took on disciples and how he ascended to heaven with the help of the Chosen Ones. At the end, he sighed, "Nephew An Ge is the most filial. Junior Brother has no interest in the Divine Realm now, but it is a pity that the divine will is hard to defy, and his time in the Tianxuan Continent is limited."
After hearing Xun Kuang's words, Yi Wenbai and Tao Le exchanged a glance, both thinking of the rumors about the Divine Realm.
Tao Le was extremely surprised. "Goodness, so the chosen one who stirred up the world of the divine realm before even becoming a god is your grand-disciple? That's too... impressive."
Yi Wenbai was initially dazed, then filled with boundless pride. "As expected of my disciple, the one you took on is so capable." After marveling, he suddenly realized, "What in-laws? What's the relationship between my grand-disciple and that young demon lord?"
After hearing Xun Kuang's words, Yi Wenbai was so angry that he spun around. "What's wrong with Shang'er? How old is my grand-disciple and she's already been taken advantage of? And this Hu Jiu, isn't he just a thousand-year-old who ascended to heaven? Isn't he just good-looking, from a good family, and good to my grand-disciple? What's so good about him?"
Tao Le was silent for a moment before saying, "Isn't this good?"
"You don't understand!" This isn't a question of good or bad, but rather a question of having one's own precious daughter taken advantage of.
Tao Le pouted, "I don't understand. You've never even met Xiao Ange, and you haven't helped her with anything. You just have the title of grandmaster and you want to make decisions for her. Isn't that going too far? Her master has no objections, so why are you in such a hurry?"
"Can you please not be so blunt?"
Honest advice is hard to swallow!
Yi Wenbai calmed down and realized he had gone too far. Indeed, he only held the title and had no real power. "Forget it, I should trust Shang'er's judgment. If she can even accept his bad temper, then that young master of the demon race is indeed very outstanding."
Xun Kuang quickly nodded, "That's right, he ascended to heaven just after coming of age, his talent is no less than my junior brother's." In fact, it's even better. He silently swallowed those words.
Yi Wenbai inquired about the Tianxuan Continent, focusing on An Ge, the Chosen One. After hearing his story, he grew even more fond of An Ge. Such a polite and talented Chosen One was actually his grand-disciple; Yi Wenbai was incredibly lucky.
"By the way, even if you knew I was coming, how did you recognize me at a glance, since ordinary disciples have never seen me before?"
"Wasn't this all Junior Nephew An's idea? This portrait was made by Junior Nephew An based on Junior Brother's description. Don't you think it looks just like you?"
Yi Wenbai and Tao Le looked at the lifelike portrait, nodding with unchanged expressions, but inwardly they were utterly shocked. Have the smaller planes developed this rapidly now? Aren't they, the gods who have always remained in the divine realm, far too backward?
"Where is my grand-disciple?"
Xun Kuang frowned. "They lost contact while crossing the plane, but my nephew should be safe. I just don't know where he is. But that girl is capable enough to never compromise her abilities, no matter where she goes."
An Ge, who was on everyone's mind, was lying on a comfortable recliner in the Demon Clan Inn. A pretty young demon girl put a plump fruit into her mouth, and another girl, not to be outdone, picked up a musical instrument and played a beautiful tune for her. There were also people dancing gracefully, and the whole backyard was filled with laughter and joy.
The demon guarding the area whispered to his companion, "Isn't what they're doing a bit inappropriate?"
Another demon guard, clearly older than the first, glanced at the hothead. “What’s wrong with them? They didn’t cry or make a fuss and cooperated with us on the way to the capital. They saved us so much trouble. Our job is to take them to the capital. Don’t worry about anything else.”
The young demon guard muttered under his breath, "I don't dare to interfere either; that witch's fists are no joke."
An Ge was unaware that she had become someone the guards dared not offend. At this moment, she was thoroughly enjoying the services of the beauties and somewhat understood why some kings were obsessed with beautiful women.
With so many beautiful women of different personalities—cute, hot, gentle, and so on—flirting with you, who could resist?
"Ange, we'll be in the capital in two days, and I'm a little scared." The charming witch was clearly well protected by her family. Ever since Ange helped her teach a lesson to the demons who disrespected her, she had been relying on Ange the whole way.
"Don't worry, I'm here."
"An Ge, you're so kind."
“Yes, An Ge, if it weren’t for you, we wouldn’t have had such a smooth journey.” The beauties expressed their gratitude to An Ge.
Seeing the admiring or affectionate looks in everyone's eyes, An Ge's protective instincts surged up. She patted her chest and promised, "As long as you don't want to, I will take you out safely."
Now that her strength has been largely restored, it wouldn't be difficult for her to bring people out of the palace.
Due to the effects of the disguise drug, her personality also underwent some changes. To be precise, some aspects of her personality were amplified.
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