The Dazhen envoys group at least occupied a high-ranking seat, and with the relationship with Ji Yuan, the palace where they rested was very quiet. There were not many other guests coming and going, and only a few related people stood nearby and watched. Only Yin Zhaoxian was flipping through the books of the Dragon Palace in the room and did not come outside to watch the excitement.
When Ji Yuan passed by, Bai Qi and Lao Gui, who were on the periphery, were the first to notice him and bowed to Ji Yuan.
"Meet Mr. Ji!"
Ji Yuan returned the gift with a smile. Bai Qi's cultivation was naturally not bad, and the old turtle had also truly transformed. With so much accumulation over the years, Ji Yuan actually felt like an old demon who had transformed.
"Not bad, not bad. This is what a righteous demon cultivator should look like."
Bai Qi also echoed.
"Before this, Wu Chong's cultivation was already quite fast, and he has made great progress since he got rid of his mental block. Even I was surprised when I saw the catastrophe of his transformation. The power was beyond the normal strength of a transformation, but Wu Chong still managed to get through it in one go. It's really rare!"
Ji Yuan looked thoughtful, thinking of Lu Shanjun's transformation tribulation. However, he thought that the old turtle's transformation tribulation would definitely not be as exaggerated as Lu Shanjun's, otherwise Bai Qi would not have spoken in that tone.
"Lord Jiang and Mr. Ji have both embarrassed me. Without their guidance, I would not be where I am today. I still cannot fully comprehend Mr. Ji's "Xiao Yao You". In the beginning, I felt like I would forget the words of the chapter if I wasn't careful. I had to memorize them all the time. Now I don't have that worry anymore."
"If you practice diligently and stay on the right path, there will be results. How do you deal with the Xiao family?"
When the old turtle heard Ji Yuan’s question, he just smiled.
"Since leaving the capital, I, Old Turtle, have never asked about the Xiao family's affairs. I don't care whether they have truly repented or fulfilled their promises."
This answer was beyond Ji Yuan's expectations but also reasonable. The old turtle just had that obsession in his heart and was not really greedy for the reward that came two hundred years late. Now that the obsession has disappeared, the Xiao family members are just like ordinary mortals in his eyes. At most, they will remain as a memory.
Ji Yuan nodded. He had nothing much to say to Bai Qi. Ever since this old Bai Jiao helped in the enlightenment of the wandering gods in the underworld, he suddenly became adept at repairing his own foundation of Taoism, so much so that Ji Yuan didn't even need to burn some incense for him as he had originally planned.
Yin Zhaoxian was reading a book in the room. Zao Niang was not with Yin Qing and Hu Yun. She should be whispering with Longnu in her bedroom.
The episode at the Dragon Transformation Banquet should be almost over, and Ji Yuan's mind was no longer on the Dragon Transformation Banquet. He did not step forward to greet other people, nor did he want to disturb Yin Zhaoxian from reading. Instead, he returned to his resting palace alone.
The Yaksha and Yu Niang who were guarding outside had been sent away. Ji Yuan walked into the house and only saw the scroll of Xiezhi on the nearby table.
"Master Xiezhi, don't you plan to play outside for a while longer?"
The Xiezhi in the scroll opened its mouth and spoke.
"This ambergris is a bit intoxicating. It's rare that this wine has such a strong effect. I'll just go back here and take a nap."
Ji Yuan didn't want to ask whether it was true or not. He just took the scroll of Xiezhi and put it into his sleeve. Then he walked to the table and sat down, taking out the small red sword that he had confiscated before.
Weighing it in the hand, although the sword is small, it seems heavy, like the size of a normal sword. The spiritual characters engraved on it are also very exquisite, slowly interlocking and connecting inside and outside. Even if there is no reaction at this moment, there is still a faint sword intent covering the small sword that has not dissipated.
Ji Yuan looked up and down the small sword in his hand, and finally saw two words on the back of the sword.
"Red light."
Some people like to engrave the owner's name on the sword, while others engrave the sword's original name. This one sounds like it should be the name of the sword.
Ji Yuan actually didn't quite believe that this sword was Lian Ping'er's own treasure. As a sword wielder, when Lian Ping'er used this red sword to deal with the Yaksha Leader, its speed and power were amazing, but it seemed to lack agility. When Ji Yuan took the sword, he had planned to change his tactics, but in the end he just grabbed the flying sword.
"Whose flying sword are you?"
Ji Yuan muttered something, stretched out his left hand and flicked the sword with his fingers.
“Ding~~~”
The sound of the sword echoed very crisply, and the sword body vibrated at a high frequency, as if covered with a layer of faint red glow.
“Ding~~~”
Ji Yuan fired again. The second sound was crisper than the first one. The sword body vibrated more violently and even left Ji Yuan's right palm and floated up.
Ji Yuan flexed his left hand again, and a faint electric current passed through his fingertips. He approached the flying sword again and flicked it towards the sword.
"Ding-"
The sword sound seemed a little loud, but the sword body was no longer shaking. However, a layer of red light spread on the surface of the sword, and an obscure aura on it was extinguished with Ji Yuan's third finger.
Ji Yuan's eyes lit up, and the spirituality of the flying sword seemed to be revealed at this moment. He stretched out his right hand and stroked the sword, mouthing an order, and asked again lightly.
"Whose flying sword are you?"
The voice was calm and profound, echoing continuously in the room. The flying sword flashed red light, and the sword body slowly turned an angle, pointing in a certain direction.
Ji Yuan subconsciously looked in the direction where the flying sword was pointing, as if he could see through the house and through the river into the distance.
After a moment, Ji Yuan put away the red flying sword and looked towards the open palace door. After about a few breaths, the figure of the Dragon Girl appeared at the door.
"Uncle Ji, Ruoli is here to visit."
Ji Yuan looked behind the Dragon Girl, who added something before he could speak.
"I heard that Yin Qing, Hu Yun and the big bluefish were having a great time, and Zao Niang has already gone over there."
"Come in, this is the Tongtian River Dragon Palace, there is no reason for Lady Ying to stand outside and talk."
Ji Yuan made a joke and pointed to a chair in the room. The Dragon Girl smiled embarrassedly, then walked in.
"Uncle Ji, please don't make fun of Ruoli. I thought it would be easier after turning into a dragon, but now it seems that Ruoli's hard days are still far away..."
"I don't have any idea about this. When it comes to matters concerning the dragon clan, your father knows more than me. Besides, although opening up the desolate sea may seem difficult, it is also a meritorious deed..."
Having said that, Ji Yuan paused and then laughed.
“When the time comes, tell everyone that you, Ying Ruoli, will be the only living true dragon who has opened up the desolate sea. Your reputation may even surpass your father’s, and your status in the dragon clan will definitely be high!”
"Uncle Ji, you are making fun of Ruoli again..."
The Dragon Girl smiled bitterly, stretched and leaned back in the chair. Seeing that Ji Yuan just smiled, she took out the fan that Zao Niang gave her, then half-lay on the table and fanned herself.
“Swish~”
The dragon girl shook the folding fan open, revealing the pattern on the fan.
The dragon girl asked in a low voice with a slightly sneaky smile.
"Uncle Ji, Ruoli is not good at using swords. The environment in this picture is also in Ju'an Pavilion. Although the person embroidered in the picture is me, but, isn't it you, Uncle Ji?"
"What did Zao Niang tell you?"
The dragon girl shook her head and gently fanned the folding fan in her hand. The outer edge of her skirt undulated like waves in the water.
"I can guess it even if Zao Niang didn't tell me, but I really like her embroidery. If someone who doesn't know sees it, they might think that I, Ying Ruoli, have hidden a unique swordsmanship. Hey!"
Ji Yuan spread his hands.
"You know why you ask?"
"Ruoli is just confirming!"
The dragon girl stuck out her tongue. After becoming a real dragon, she was less reserved and more lively in front of Ji Yuan than before, although she remained respectful.
"When do you plan to open up the wasteland sea? Do you have a plan? Do you need Ji to help you somewhere?"
Normally speaking, opening up the desolate sea is a major matter for the dragon clan, and Ji Yuan would definitely not be able to interfere, but after all, it was the Dragon Girl's business, so he still spoke up.
The Dragon Girl was very happy and answered with full confidence.
"Uncle Ji, you don't know that the work of reclaiming the wasteland is not something that can be done overnight, nor can it be done by staying in the wasteland for years. It also requires taking advantage of the situation. Ruoli plans to gather thousands of aquatic creatures to reclaim the wasteland in autumn every year when the tide from the East China Sea is the strongest. Then, rest when winter comes and continue to use magic power for the next year..."
"The key is, this way, Ruoli can have a chance to catch his breath. He finally became a real dragon. If he really spent a hundred years in a cold and bitter place like the Desolate Sea, I would be so annoyed!"
Ji Yuan gave a thumbs up and praised Ying Ruoli with this gesture which Ying Ruoli found a little unfamiliar.
"Empress Ying has great insights!"
"Um… "
The dragon girl smiled and lowered her head when she responded. Suddenly she became absent-minded, as if she was thinking about something important. After a long time, she mustered up the courage and suddenly looked up at Ji Yuan.
Even though he met Ji Yuan's calm and bright eyes, he retreated slightly in his heart but his words were firm.
"Uncle Ji, Ruoli wants to fight you!"
Ji Yuan's half-open eyes widened slightly. The usually well-behaved Dragon Girl's request was really beyond his expectations.
"Uncle Ji, Ruoli is serious! I hope Uncle Ji will agree to it!"
The dragon girl repeated it again, her voice soft but firm.