After Jiang Yuebai parted with Xie Jingshan, she went straight back to West Sea. Ao Juan was still waiting for her at the agreed place.
After walking for only a quarter of an hour, Jiang Yuebai habitually checked to see if anyone was following him, when he suddenly saw black smoke billowing from the coastal camp.
"Smoke signals? Or is it on fire?"
Jiang Yuebai stepped up into the sky and looked up. That direction seemed to be the camp where the disciples of Biyou Palace were located.
It was too far away, and Jiang Yuebai couldn't see what it was. He could only hide his body and breath, speed up his journey, and meet up with Ao Juan as soon as possible to be safe.
Now everything is ready. We just have to wait for Xie Jingshan to arrange everything in half a year, and then go with Ao Juan to the chosen place to form a baby!
*
At that time, Xie Jingshan and Jing Chujun passed the inspection checkpoint together and flew back to Fulong Mountain on their swords.
Xie Jingshan rushed in front as if fleeing. Jing Chujun accelerated to his side, looked at his serious face, and chuckled.
Xie Jingshan glanced over and said, "Boss, can you stop teasing me?"
Jing Chujun suppressed his laughter and said, "Then tell me, why did you set fire to Qi Siheng's tent? Aren't you afraid of being caught?"
"Who... who set the fire? I don't even know that damn Qi Siheng or Qi Sishu!" Xie Jingshan said with his neck stiff.
"Qi Siheng left the camp a long time ago, so your burning was in vain." Jing Chujun said.
Xie Jingshan was stunned. "Why didn't you tell me when he left?"
Jing Chujun glanced at him and said, "When I told you that Qi Siheng painted Jiang Yuebai's portrait, you didn't care and didn't ask me."
"Ah? Then all my efforts were in vain?" Xie Jingshan looked confused.
"You still say it's not you?" Jing Chujun narrowed his eyes.
"Well! Well, how long are you going to stay in Fulong Mountain?" Xie Jingshan changed the subject.
Jing Chujun understood it tacitly and did not ask any further questions. "If we really reach a truce and negotiate with the Dragon Clan, my father may guard the clan for the next three years, and my mother and I will stay here and return to the clan together after things are over."
Xie Jingshan sighed, "My great boss, when will you be brave enough? Even if you rebel against your mother, it doesn't matter. She is your mother, and she won't really eat you!"
Jing Chujun's eyes dimmed, "My mother almost died when she gave birth to me. Now her path to immortality is cut off because of this. She can only wait until her life ends. That's why she puts everything she wants on me. I can understand that. I owe her this. I'll just bear with it for a while."
Xie Jingshan shook his head. "Okay, stay in Fulong Mountain for the time being and don't run around. Especially don't get involved in the affairs of the Dragon Clan. By the way, help me keep an eye out for her news. If you can help her, please help her."
Jing Chujun laughed teasingly, Xie Jingshan scratched his face shyly, and silently increased the speed of his flying sword and ran away.
"Don't worry, Junior Brother Xie, I will definitely live up to your trust!"
*
Deep in Fulong Mountain.
Dongqiao walked out of the Taoist temple in the mountains and slowly walked down the moss-covered stone steps in the forest with a worried look on his face.
He had just left the God of Impermanence and reported to him all the events that had taken place in the West Sea.
The affairs of the Fulong Sect are decided by the Sect Master, but the search for Yinglong in the West Sea is under the sole authority of the Supreme Lord Wuchang, who has the highest level of cultivation in the Fulong Sect.
After listening to Dongqiao's report, the God of Impermanence only gave one instruction.
Follow the arrangements of Biyou Palace and wait for an opportunity to capture Jiang Yuebai and Yinglong alive!
Yinglong must be in the hands of the Fulong Sect. This is the only chance for the Fulong Sect to dominate the entire Qinglong Realm.
In the past few days, Dongqiao has heard the news that Biyou Palace has decided to withdraw its troops. According to Jiang Yuebai's request, everyone retreats to the foot of Fulong Mountain and observes a three-year truce.
Dongqiao had no idea what to do next and could only improvise.
Dongqiao frowned and walked into the bamboo forest, where he saw Qi Siheng from Biyou Palace, dressed in white, with bamboo leaves flying around him, sitting cross-legged in the forest playing the piano.
"Master Dongqiao, can you chat with me for a while?"
Qi Siheng appeared here, naturally he came to find him on purpose. After all, there were no people from the Biyou Palace around here.
"I don't have the time for that!" Dong Qiao refused, waving his sleeves and ready to leave.
Qi Siheng raised his eyes, with a confident light in his eyes, and smiled: "The truce is fake, this woman has other plans. Dongqiao Zhenzun is very smart, could he not have seen through it?"
Dongqiao's raised hand suddenly tensed up and his pupils moved slightly.
Qi Siheng lowered his eyes again and slowly tuned the strings of his zither. "At first glance, the reasons this woman gave for peace talks are very reasonable. She is a human, so naturally she is inclined towards humans. There is nothing wrong with using Yinglong as a bargaining chip to exchange for benefits, but what if we look at this matter from Yinglong's perspective?"
Dongqiao didn't say anything. Qi Siheng tried the sound and continued debugging.
"Dong Qiao Zhenzun has fought Yinglong several times in the West Sea, so he should know Yinglong's temperament best. How could it be the kind of dragon that is willing to be inferior to others and make a life and death contract with others? Even Qinglong and my Biyou Palace Immortal Lord have no contract or restrictions now, and the relationship is maintained by friendship."
Dongqiao's hands trembled. He had indeed neglected this issue before, and Yinglong's cultivation was higher than that female cultivator.
"What do you want to do?" Dong Qiao looked at Qi Siheng warily with a cold tone.
He was the closed disciple of Bichen Star Lord of Biyou Palace. It seemed strange that he came to him instead of discussing this matter with Bichen Star Lord.
Qi Siheng raised his eyes and asked, "My Lord, are you willing to listen to a piece of music played by me at this moment?"
Dongqiao thought for a moment, but curiosity finally got the better of him. He wanted to know what Qi Siheng was going to do, so he lifted his clothes and sat down on the big rock next to him.
The sound of the piano is like the gurgling of water, echoing far away in the bamboo forest, forming an impenetrable sound range.
*
Led by the Biyou Palace, the West Sea ushered in a three-year truce period.
The army on the west coast evacuated gradually and returned to the foot of Fulong Mountain to station. The Eastern Star Alliance also recalled all the teams hunting dragons at sea and prohibited them from going out to sea again.
Biyou Palace did not deliver what Jiang Yuebai asked for. It tried to talk to Jiang Yuebai face to face and promised to guarantee Jiang Yuebai's absolute safety.
The Biyou Palace also asked Bichen Star Lord to negotiate with the Fulong Sect, and put pressure on all parties, not allowing them to contact Jiang Yuebai privately.
There is a Mahayana Immortal King above the Biyou Palace. Although he is not in the Qinglong Realm, his majesty is still there and all parties can only obey him.
The war that had lasted for nearly twenty years finally subsided, and the West Sea was calm and peaceful.
At the same time, an ancient relic about the remains of the Savage Witch Ancestor and the Candle Dragon suddenly appeared in the depths of the East China Sea in the Qinglong Realm, causing all parties to become restless.
Deep in the West Sea, Jiang Yuebai sat cross-legged on Ao Juan's head, holding the letter that Ao Juan had retrieved from the Biyou Palace after sending the ferocious beasts in the sea. After reading it, he burned it to ashes.
"Who wants to talk to you face to face? We are almost ready. Let's go, Ao Juan, to the place you said."
Jiang Yuebai patted the dragon head.
Oh~
Ao Juan soared from the sea, spread his wings, and raised a large splash of water.
"You don't have to worry about my brother Gou. He may look weird, but he is absolutely reliable. I trust him."
Ao Juan nodded, his dragon beard flying, and waves of spatial ripples appeared in front of him. He rushed into them, taking Jiang Yuebai with him, and disappeared on the sea.
(End of this chapter)