This pressure, this aura.
Only a Ninth Grade Great Martial Sect could possess such power, and perhaps... even a terrifying existence at the peak of the Ninth Grade!
Yan Tingshan’s mind was about to shut down. Throughout all of Hua Country—no, the entire world—there were only a few Ninth Grade Great Martial Sects, and those at the peak were as rare as a phoenix’s feathers. The likelihood of one appearing on Mount Haitang was infinitesimal.
The person in the shadows must be the Flower Fairy!
Yan Tingshan cursed inwardly. So it really is related to the Flower Fairy? To find such a blessed Grotto-heaven only to have to give it up... what a terrible waste!
Even his master, an early-stage Eighth Grade Martial Ancestor, didn’t dare move an inch.
His disciple, Wang Liu, who was only at the peak of the Sixth Grade, fared even worse. It felt as if a colossal mountain was crushing his shoulders, forcing his knees to buckle and making him kneel directly on the ground.
But that wasn’t the end of it.
Under the staggering pressure, Wang Liu could clearly feel his bones cracking and his muscles tearing. He would soon die a violent death!
"Master, save me!" Wang Liu howled.
Cold sweat dripped down Yan Tingshan’s forehead. He was like a clay buddha crossing a river, unable to even save himself. How could he possibly save his disciple?
But strangely, the oppressive aura suddenly vanished.
Wang Liu collapsed limply to the ground.
"Senior, this junior had no intention of disturbing you. We will leave immediately!" Yan Tingshan, his face pale, cupped his fists and spoke with the utmost respect. Gone was his earlier bravado, his claim that he must have this land.
Seeing no response from the mountain, Yan Tingshan grabbed his disciple by the collar and fled, stopping only when they were a great distance away.
He could only watch as Mount Haitang was suddenly shrouded in a hazy fog that enveloped the nearby sea. The most update n0vels are published on Nove1Fire.net
People are pragmatic. The Spirit Vein on Mount Haitang was astonishing, but one had to be alive to enjoy it. After all, few fools would willingly smash an egg against a stone.
"Master, is the Flower Fairy on Mount Haitang?" Wang Liu asked in a hoarse voice, coughing up a large mouthful of blood.
"I’m not sure." Yan Tingshan’s gaze lowered. "But there’s definitely a Great Martial Sect here."
He muttered under his breath, "Damn it, since when did Ninth Grade Great Martial Sects become so worthless?" His grumbling became softer and softer, so quiet that even his disciple couldn’t hear him.
Yan Tingshan was a Martial Ancestor himself and knew very well that as one’s Boundary increased, their senses sharpened exponentially. If that Great Martial Sect were to overhear him, he would likely meet his end here today.
"Let’s go. We’re lucky to have escaped with our lives," Yan Tingshan sighed. "Perhaps the Flower Fairy truly has entered the Divine Gate..."
Wang Liu sucked in a sharp breath, but due to his severe injuries, the intake of air sent him into another fit of violent coughing. He was an utterly wretched sight!
In Haitang Court, which was shrouded in clouds and mist like a fairyland, Xu Lai stood on the balcony, his hand outstretched to touch the large figure before him.
It was a Divine Dragon formed from a Spirit Vein. Its body was entirely black, and it had shrunk itself down to a mere ten feet in length. It squinted, enjoying the caress of Xu Lai’s palm. It was the source of the terrifying pressure from moments ago.
"If you can avoid killing, do so. Just frighten them away. I don’t want this place stained with blood," Xu Lai said calmly.
"WOO." The Divine Dragon nodded its lively head.
Xu Lai waved his hand, and the dragon dived back into the mist.
Xu Lai’s thoughts drifted. My daughter and wife will be living here for a long time. I don’t want them to see a mountain covered in blood. How terrifying would that be? Nurtured day and night by the Dragon Vein’s Spiritual Energy, they will slowly adapt. Then, when the time comes to move to the Immortal Domain or the Heavenly Court, they won’t be so resistant.
He was talking to himself. From the moment the Dragon Vein took shape, he had calculated every step. It was not only a Great Array to protect his home but also a way to lay a solid foundation for his wife and daughter’s cultivation.
At this moment, following the retreat of the Eighth Grade Martial Ancestor Yan Tingshan, the other Martial Arts Grandmasters who had been watching fell silent. No one else chose to force their way in; instead, they all tactfully departed.
At the same time, the Martial Dao Association issued a new directive—
No one below the rank of Ninth Grade Great Grandmaster may enter Mount Haitang!
This was a show of respect and goodwill toward the master of Mount Haitang, but it was also a measure to protect lower-ranked Martial Artists.
At nine o’clock that evening, the three women finally returned home. Exhausted, they all collapsed onto the sofa, surrounded by shopping bags piled high on the floor.
"Xu Lai, Yiyi and I have discussed it. She loves the Chinese courtyard style, so there’s no need to redecorate," Ruan Tang said coolly. "I’ve decided to save the twenty million you gave me for renovations. When Yiyi gets married, I’ll have the house redone then and give it to her as a dowry."
A mansion worth hundreds of millions as a dowry...
Ruan Lan shed tears of poverty. "Yiyi, your auntie is counting on you to support her from now on."
"Pathetic." Ruan Tang kicked her sister before turning back to Xu Lai. "What do you think?"
"I’ll listen to you. You’re the head of the household," Xu Lai said with a smile.
For some reason, Ruan Tang felt a warmth spread through her heart. But then she remembered how Xu Lai had deliberately kissed her not long ago... A blush rose on her cheeks, but her voice remained icy. "Then it’s settled."
"By the way, Ruan Lan, I’ve contacted a moving company. Can you help supervise them tomorrow? We need to get everything from the apartment packed up quickly," Ruan Tang added.
"As you command, my dear sister."
At eight o’clock in the morning, thirty luxury business vans were parked in front of Galaxy Kindergarten. Each van carried a single family and enough supplies for the next three days. The extravagance made passersby sigh at the whims of the wealthy.
After signing liability waivers, many families set off for Jiuye Mountain.
Xu Lai, dressed in a shirt, beach shorts, and flip-flops, sat in the back row of one of the vans. He looked at his wife beside him, who was wearing a flowing white dress that made her look like a fairy, and said admiringly, "You’re so beautiful!"
Hmph. A man’s words are full of lies. As if I’d believe him, Ruan Tang thought, tugging at the corner of her mouth.
They had arrived late and were at the very end of the convoy. But the problem was—why was there an extra person, Qian Xiao, in the van meant for their family of three?
Ruan Tang’s face darkened as she looked at Qian Xiao, who was sitting next to her daughter. "Do your parents know about this?"
"Oh, I told them Auntie Ruan would be looking after me, so they let me come," Qian Xiao said cheerfully.
Ruan Tang and Qian Xiao’s mother, the head of Galaxy Kindergarten, had met during a university debate competition and had slowly become close friends. They were the type who didn’t see each other often but whose bond remained strong. But isn’t she being a bit too carefree with her son?
Seeing Ruan Tang’s expression, Qian Xiao’s acting skills erupted. With teary eyes, he whimpered, "Auntie Ruan, please don’t leave me behind. I’ll be very good, sob sob sob..."
"Alright, alright, don’t cry!" Ruan Tang said, feeling a headache coming on.
"Stop sobbing!" Xu Yiyi covered her ears. "If you keep it up, you’re banned from Cloud Candy for a month."
Qian Xiao instantly fell silent, not daring to utter another word.
Was it because he was afraid of not getting Cloud Candy? NO, NO, NO, absolutely not! Qian Xiao suddenly felt that he was a mature six-year-old boy, not some sniveling three- or four-year-old toddler. Crying was acceptable, but it didn’t quite fit his status as the top dog of East Sea Kindergarten and the heir to the Qian family!
Ruan Tang asked curiously, "What’s Cloud Candy?"