Although the man in the plum blossom forest is not a Great Saint.

He surpasses a Great Saint.

Xu Zimei estimated that many Great Saints could not reach this realm, being splendidly united with the Hall of Heavenly Dao.

This is to act on behalf of Heaven.

Xu Zimei smiled as he looked at the other party, picked up the wine jug in his hand, and drank with a carefree attitude.

The wine entered his throat, initially fierce.

Like a bomb exploding in the throat.

But then the strong wine dissipated, leaving a faint fragrance that was endlessly memorable.

Xu Zimei sighed sentimentally.

He finished the jug of wine and asked, "Any more?"

"Was it good?" The man in the plum blossom forest smiled and asked.

"Not good, but just wanted to drink it," Xu Zimei replied.

The man in the plum blossom forest laughed heartily, his laughter making the plum blossoms in the entire grove boil and wither.

"This wine, to put it plainly, is worthless.

Originally fragrant wine, bland as water," the man replied.

"But I added fierceness to it.

After one fierce moment, experiencing the fragrance becomes endlessly memorable, with a unique flavor."

"Clearly the same wine, with only a fierce prelude added, becomes good wine."

The man said this, his laughter gradually calming down.

"This wine, ah, is like life.

If it's smooth sailing all the way, you may feel indifferent.

But if the road ahead is full of thorns, when you cross the thorns and are given a smooth path,

You might feel that the ordinary is the real truth."

Xu Zimei listened to the man's words and smiled, saying, "You and I are here just to talk about philosophy."

"Talking about philosophy is habit.

This lifetime, I can't change it," the man in the plum blossom forest laughed.

"In my life, I have accepted three disciples.

The eldest is now the Hall Master of the Sun Palace, Lord of the Sun.

The second disciple is the Domain Master of Lihuo Realm, Wang Buxiu.

As for the third disciple, he entered the Holy Court long ago, and I don't know how he is now."

The man in the plum blossom forest spoke each phrase as if narrating his life, smiling, "Say I educated them poorly;

My disciples have achieved remarkable success.

But say I educated them well, and they all went against the grain, walking a path contrary to my wishes."

"What do you want to say?" Xu Zimei looked at the man and asked.

"My second disciple, Wang Buxiu, was killed by my third disciple."

The man replied, "With my frail body, I can no longer clean up my own sect.

I hear you are going to Lihuo Realm, how about cleaning up the sect for me?"

The man finished speaking, not waiting for Xu Zimei to refuse or agree.

He said, "You are going to Phoenix Ancient City this time, and you'll eventually face my third disciple.

He belongs to the Holy Court; you are destined to be at odds.

A battle is inevitable.

Before this battle, I'll lend you a hand."

"I will kill him, but not to clean up for you, only because he obstructs my path," Xu Zimei shook his head, correcting him.

"That's fine, as long as he dies, I will have no regrets," the man laughed.

He waved his hand.

A bell appeared in the void.

Something whose whole body was of void color, with only two bells.

The bell sounded in the void.

As if something was shattered, very miraculous.

"My third disciple is not human.

He is a ten-thousand-year-old ancient tree born in the Land of Extreme Yin."

The man handed the bell to Xu Zimei.

Advising, "This bell is his companion object.

Originally it was the Bell of Cold Yin.

But later I transformed it, converting Yin and Yang, turning it into the Extreme Yang Bell.

This bell is most suppressive to him."

Xu Zimei took the bell, embracing an attitude of accepting what is given.

"Was it the City Lord of Dragon City who told you about my affairs?" he asked.

"Little Long doesn't know my identity."

The man shook his head and said.

"I have my intelligence network; from your various actions in the Chaos Fire Realm, I deduced it."

"What did you deduce?" Xu Zimei curiously asked.

"You are looking for the source of the Water Beast.

Though I don't know what you're searching for," the man replied.

Xu Zimei didn't know whether the other's words were true or false.

But regarding the inheritance of the Ancient God.

He indeed didn't tell anyone.

He still felt a bit vigilant inside, realizing his actions had already been noted by some.

He wasn't completely secretive.

......

"I'm leaving," Xu Zimei waved his hand and said.

"Hope we never meet," the man smiled.

"Give me a few more jugs of that wine," Xu Zimei said.

The man in the plum blossom forest smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"These are all I have left alive."

He suddenly regretted it, that his old habit flared up.

Using wine to explain life.

And now the good wine is gone too.

Watching Xu Zimei's departing figure, the man slightly shook his head.

Just after Xu Zimei left the plum blossom forest, he saw a figure approaching from the side.

Upon closer inspection, it was none other than the City Lord of Dragon City's treasured daughter, Long Wulin.

Long Wulin approached with an unwilling look.

Saying, "My father asked me to accompany you, to show you around our mansion."

"Oh," Xu Zimei nodded slightly.

The two followed a path paved with cobblestones, walking forward.

After a long silence, Long Wulin was the first to speak, "Is my master going to leave?"

Xu Zimei was slightly taken aback, then realized Long Wulin meant Sage Zixia by master.

"You need to ask your master about that, why ask me," Xu Zimei smiled.

"Don't pretend," Long Wulin snorted coldly.

"I know, it's because of you that my master wants to leave."

"You don't understand, it's not because of me, it's Sage Zixia's own choice," Xu Zimei shook his head and replied.

"What own choice, isn't staying in Shenghai City good?" subtex./subtex

Long Wulin asked.

"Ah, Shenghai City is pretty good," Xu Zimei nodded.

Upon hearing this, Long Wulin wanted to take advantage, quickly saying, "Then why don't you also stay?

That way my master wouldn't have to leave."

"You're still young, you don't understand many things," Xu Zimei shook his head, chuckling.

"We look about the same age, don't always act like an old man."

Long Wulin said unhappily.

"Let me put it this way, the goodness of Shenghai City, to me.

It's just an illusion, unreal.

This goodness is within reach, easily destructible.

And what I'm doing is making the goodness eternal," Xu Zimei replied.

"Your words are too convoluted; I don't understand," Long Wulin replied.

Xu Zimei didn't quarrel with her.

Just took it as a child's temper.

The next moment, however, he frowned slightly.

He closed his eyes, spreading his Divine Sense.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and smiled, "Speak of Cao Cao and Cao Cao will arrive."

"What's going on?" Long Wulin asked in confusion.

"The thing that will shatter this illusion of beauty has arrived," Xu Zimei smiled.

"Let's go, to the city wall.

I suppose your father's farewell banquet won't happen."