Spiritual boat, an essential means of transportation in the cultivation world.

    Though not particularly fast, when traveling in groups, a spirit boat remains the cultivators’ top choice.

    This time, for the assault on Crimson Yin Cliff, Azure Cloud Sect was indeed using a spirit boat.

    However, the sect’s spirit boat was too small.

    With so many people crowded together, Ye Yu even felt like he was on a packed public bus.

    To ensure a more comfortable journey, he decisively brought out the spirit boat given to him by Li Ruowang, for everyone to use.

    Seeing such a large and luxurious spirit boat, the crowd was truly amazed.

    At this, Ye Yu couldn’t help but smile.

    Indeed, whether on Earth or here, a good vehicle always brings a man a bit more face.

    However, Li Nian’an’s expression was not so pleasant.

    He was also aware of Ye Yu’s spirit boat. It was a gift from the Empress of the Great Qian Dynasty, Li Ruowang.

    Back then, Li Nian’an had felt a bit envious.

    But it was just envy, nothing more.

    As a senior, he naturally wouldn’t say much about the younger generation’s opportunities.

    But later, he heard that Ye Yu wasn’t just close with the Saintess Yun Roumu, he also frequently visited Wei Aoshu in private!

    This made Li Nian’an quite displeased.

    A person shouldn’t behave like this!

    It’s already somewhat excessive to be involved with two women.

    But now you want to juggle three?

    That’s truly improper.

    After much consideration, Li Nian’an called Ye Yu aside, setting up a soundproof barrier.

    “Actually, there are some things I shouldn’t say. But Wei Aoshu, after all, is someone from my Law Enforcement Hall. I want to talk to you about the two of you!”

    In fact, Li Nian’an had wanted to bring up this topic long ago.

    Although he wasn’t as extreme as Sect Master Luo Ze, but as the head of the Law Enforcement Hall, and technically Wei Aoshu’s superior, he naturally had to show some concern.

    Ye Yu was quite puzzled, “Me and Wei Aoshu? What could there possibly be between us?”

    Li Nian’an slowly exhaled a breath.

    “Ye Yu, since you’ve been apprenticed under Hongluan, your future achievements are bound to be significant. It’s not unheard of for cultivators to have three or four wives.”

    “But with more women, it’s hard to maintain balance. If you’re truly determined to be with Wei Aoshu. Then, at least, treat her well.”

    Upon hearing this, Ye Yu waved his hands repeatedly and said, “Elder, you’ve misunderstood. Senior Sister Wei and I are just fellow Daoists, not Dao companions.”

    But Ye Yu believed it must have the third type. Only that kind of bond could truly be called a friendship “no less than life-and-death.”

    Upon arriving in the Lan Kingdom, Li Nian’an led Ye Yu and a few elders to meet the Lan Kingdom’s ruler, Yin Zhi.

    In Ye Yu’s view, the Lan Kingdom’s palace wasn’t as luxurious as that of the Great Qian Dynasty. But it was steeped in history.

    Especially this ruler, Yin Zhi.

    With his large belly and graying hair, he truly had the look of an aging elder.

    Compared to him, that old scoundrel Luo Ze really does seem young.

    After reading Luo Ze’s letter, Yin Zhi immediately threw it to the ground.

    He snorted coldly and said, “Nearly two thousand years without contact. And now that there’s something you need, you finally remember to come to me? And you still have the nerve to be so arrogant in the letter?”

    “He’s really full of himself! No, I won’t lend you a single formation cultivator!”

    Li Nian’an looked embarrassed.

    He quickly took out a recording stone from his storage space and placed it in front of Yin Zhi.

    “The Sect Master said, if you read the letter and still don’t plan to lend anyone, then I should show you this.”

    Yin Zhi glanced at the recording stone. He waved his hand to infuse it with spiritual energy.

    The image instantly appeared before everyone.

    A young man appeared, with features vaguely resembling Yin Zhi’s. He was laughing as he walked into a place called “Drunken Spring Pavilion.”

    Boasting that tonight he would sweep all before him, ready for a grand battle.

    Then, Luo Ze’s voice echoed from within the recording stone.

    “In fact, back then, to commemorate the occasion, I recorded the rest of it too. I have to say, it’s truly something worth seeing! You...”

    Before the recording stone could finish playing, a burst of spiritual energy erupted, instantly shattering it.

    Yin Zhi’s attitude did a complete 180.

    “So you just want to borrow people? Of course, I’ll lend them to you—take as many as you need, I was just joking earlier!”

    Hearing this, Ye Yu wanted to laugh.

    As expected, it was just as he had guessed.

    The so-called bond “no less than life-and-death” between Luo Ze and Yin Zhi was exactly what he thought it was.

    But honestly, that old scoundrel Luo Ze really has no boundaries. It’s one thing to fool around, but some things shouldn’t be recorded.

    At this moment, a young girl with waist-length hair and a sweet, beautiful face approached, accompanied by several maids.

    “Father, it’s time to take your medicine!”

    At her appearance, the smile on Ye Yu’s face froze.

    Because he clearly saw: around the girl’s neck hung the Breath Concealment Pendant!