Yellow Court Daoist

Time gallops like a swift horse passing a crevice.

One hundred years.

Two hundred years.

Three hundred years.

Continuously ebbing away.

After annihilating Green Wood Valley, the name 'Dutian Daoist' was known far and wide, and no one dared to provoke him again. Lu Qingfeng finally found peace, took the time to gather with Qingshan and Qingyu, guiding their cultivation as well as that of his nephew, Lu Changsheng.

Or he would wander the Three Mountains and Nine Waters, seeking out Gang Sha Land for further training.

In his leisure,

He would enter the Heavenly Stele Secret Realm to temper himself and comprehend the Star Constellation Tablet.

Lu Qingfeng had already spent thirty years earlier to understand the twenty-fifth of the sixty-four Star Constellation Tablets, obtaining the Red Flame Ring, which stunned many cultivators.

In the years that followed,

Lu Qingfeng often entered the realm.

Although delving into the Star Constellation Tablets became more challenging as he progressed, for Lu Qingfeng, it was still a breeze.

Since the fall of Green Wood Valley,

After four years, he comprehended the twenty-sixth Star Constellation Tablet.

Eleven years later, the twenty-seventh.

Twenty years later, the twenty-eighth.

Thirty-three years later, the twenty-ninth.

Forty-seven years later, ...

As time flies like an arrow and days pass like a weaving shuttle,

In the blink of an eye,

Five hundred years had passed.

...

Immortal Qin Realm.

In the south of the Ancient Shang Region lies a small country—Southern Country.

It's said that twenty or thirty thousand years ago, Southern Country was known as Qi Country. But due to the Qi Country ruler's tyranny and grave errors, attracting the punishment of an Upper Immortal, thus the country's fate was changed.

Hence, it became Southern Country.

Southern Country's Jimo County.

This place was originally Qi Country's Southern Pass Road. When Qi Country transformed into Southern Country, the first ruler reinstated the old governance system of Immortal Qin, using counties to govern. The 'Southern Pass Road' was renamed after the old Immortal Qin title—

Thus, it became Jimo County.

On this day,

Outside the gates of Jimo County's city, two figures walked slowly—a man and a woman. The man, dressed in military attire, bore a handsome and elegant countenance, with a touch of scholarly grace. The woman, in a simple and elegant long dress, had slightly rounded features and a cute presence. Looking closely, one could sense a bit of nobility that was beyond words.

Yet, the couple wore a hint of dejection, with worries concealed deep within their eyes.

Seeing this, the General at the woman's side took her hand in his, comforting her softly, "Don't be too heartbroken. Our third brother has always been restless. Serving as a Divine Monarch, a few hundred or even a thousand years might be bearable, but tens of thousands of years can feel like eternal shackles. His decision to relinquish his Divine Position and willingly enter Reincarnation is to climb the Immortal Dao in the next life, and no one can stop him."

Listening, the woman looked towards the young General and forced a smile, "I understand third brother's nature. But Reincarnation is perilous, and Primordial is vast. Even if he becomes an immortal in the next life, I fear we'll never meet again."

With that,

Her eyes began to redden.

The General remained silent, knowing his wife's despondency wasn't just for her brother. There was also concern for herself.

He wasn't sure how to console her.

Walking on the official road,

Surrounded by passersby, the bustle of the mortal world filled their ears.

After a long silence,

The woman suddenly looked up, her eyes clear and lashes curled. Blushing and determined, she stated, "I want to have a child with you!"

The General's steps halted.

Laughing, he said, "What brought this on suddenly? We've roamed the Red Dust freely; having a child will add many worries and headaches."

Shaking his head,

He seemed rather unwilling to entertain the idea.

"Father and mother had me and my three brothers, and are they not still wandering at leisure? In twenty or thirty years, once our child grows up, we can just send them off to Tianshu Mansion to play."

The woman looked up at the General, her tone unusually firm.

Seeing her resolve, the General's expression mixed exasperation with indulgence, "As you wish. But if we are going to have children, let's have two."

"Ah—"

The woman blinked, not quite catching on.

Then she heard the General chuckle, "First, a big brother, then a little sister. That way, they can keep each other company, leaving their parents to roam free."

Finally, the woman couldn't help but laugh, slightly glaring at the General, "What kind of father thinks this way?"

"One is too lonely; we must have two."

"It'll be hard on you."

Seeing his wife finally smiling, the General felt relieved. He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close gently and whispered by her glowing red ear, "Le'er, let us not waste a beautiful night."

Her face turned crimson, and she buried her blushing face in the General's arms, not looking up again.

"Ha ha!"

The General laughed heartily, clutching his wife as their steps lightly touched the ground and they transformed into Xuan Light, entering the Governor Mansion in Jimo City.

Inside the city,

The city gate's chief officer saw the Governor and his Wife approaching from afar. He stood with solemn attention, preparing to receive them.

But after a while,

They hadn't appeared.

Turning, he caught a glimpse of the Governor embracing his wife, disappearing in a flash of light.

"This—"

The chief officer quickly turned away, pretending not to see, but he mused inwardly, "I've heard that the Governor is extremely devoted to his wife, never taking a concubine or a secondary wife in hundreds of years. It seems the rumors are true."

...

Ten years later.

"Lu Xiao."

"Lu Yao."

"Come on, say 'cousin' and let's hear it."

In the Governor Mansion of Jimo City, Ao Jun held a baby in each hand, playing joyfully.

The two adorable little ones had delicate horns on their heads and tails on their backs.

Their tails wagged gently as they waved their tiny arms and kicked their legs, curiously staring at their excited cousin with wide, watery eyes.

The one on the left puckered its lips and spread its legs wide.

"..."

Ao Jun's eyes widened as he looked at his drenched Golden Light Armor and couldn't help but wryly smile. "This 'Six Yang Green Spirit Demon-Repelling Armor' your father passed down to me can withstand water, fire, Golden Saber, and even the most powerful treasures. It's impenetrable. With its cloaking magic, it can move through the earth, confound enemies' minds, and there's nothing better. Even demons can't touch this treasure of an armor, but look at what you've done, you little rascal!"

The little rascal stared at Ao Jun.

Hearing his rambling complaints with a face as bitter as a gourd only scared the little one into tears.

"Wah!"

"Wah wah wah!"

He cried and wailed with eyes closed and mouth agape.

"Giggle!"

"Giggle giggle giggle!"

While one little fellow was crying out loud, clear and sonorous, the other one, in his right arm, saw this and couldn't stop giggling.

Seeing this, Ao Jun's face turned awkward.

"All this fuss over a tattered piece of armor."

"Xiao'er is just a few months old, and here you are, cousin, scaring him like this!"

Ao Le took the sobbing little one from Ao Jun's hands, cradled him in her arms to comfort him, and glared at Ao Jun.

Ao Jun turned towards his uncle.

But saw Lu Qingfeng shrug indifferently, minding his own business.

Ao Jun, with no choice left, carefully held the other little ancestor in his arms and dared not raise his voice anymore.

A while later.

After tiring themselves out with play, both little ones fell asleep.

Only then did Ao Jun find the chance to chat with his uncle and aunt.

"Uncle, serving as an official and general among mortals, you really live a carefree life as the Investigation God Monarch."

"Unlike my Tianshu Mansion, plagued with endless troubles!"

Ao Jun looked at Lu Qingfeng, who was dressed in casual clothes, and was clearly envious of his leisurely demeanor.

Ao Le came back and just heard the complaints, chuckled and said, "If you'd work a little harder finding a niece-in-law for me, I could convince your uncle to switch you to a more relaxing Divine Position. You could live as leisurely and carelessly as you want, with nobody bothering you."

"How's that?"

As Ao Le spoke, she sat down next to Lu Qingfeng, her face betraying a mocking smile.

Upon hearing this, Ao Jun immediately grimaced, "Aunt, you do know that my whole heart is set on seeking immortality and battling demons from all directions; I have no time for romance!"

Looking through the family lineage,

None among Ao Zhan's descendants, including himself and Ao Yun, managed to attain True Immortality. Having exhausted their lifespan, Ao Zhan and Ao Yun became carefree immortals in the Shang River, unconcerned with worldly affairs and wandering wherever they wished, actually enjoying more freedom even than Lu Qingfeng and Ao Le.

Ao Le's three elder brothers had also failed to cross the True Immortal threshold, each only reaching the Primordial Spirit Unification Realm.

The eldest brother, Ao Feng, and the second brother, Ao Yu, each served as deities in the Shang River.

The third, Ao Lie, couldn't withstand the monotony of being a deity after death, with thousands of years of cultivation showing no progress and bound by tedious tasks. So, ten years ago, he gave up his Second Grade Dragon Lord position and chose reincarnation.

He had a rare kind of audacity.

Further down the line,

that would be Ao Lie's only son, Ao Jun.

Blessed with talent and diligent in cultivation, Ao Jun endured over fifty thousand years of arduous training and grasped the final step to reach the True Immortal Realm thirty thousand years ago.

The single Mahayana True Immortal within the direct lineage of the Ao Zhan family.

Now, as the 'Tianshu Evil Destruction Marshal' holding a first-grade position, commanding ten thousand troops, governing the Tianshu Mansion, and holding significant power in East Chen State.

His 'Fallen Divine Light' was renowned throughout Ancient Shang Region, commanding respect and fear among demons far and wide.

He was honored as the 'Tianshu War God'!

Frequent in battle.

Rigorous in cultivation.

When Ao Jun spoke of 'wholeheartedly seeking immortality,' it was far from an empty sentiment.

Ao Le, listening, hummed dismissively, "By that logic, your uncle is also devoted to the Dao. Should I not have hindered him then?"

"Niece doesn't mean that at all."

Ao Jun felt a chill on his scalp and looked to Lu Qingfeng for rescue.

Lu Qingfeng couldn't help but laugh, "Le'er, stop intimidating him. If he doesn't wish to marry, let him be."

Ao Le hummed, but said no more.

Ao Jun swiftly cast a grateful look at Lu Qingfeng, only to hear his uncle add, "However, in no more than twenty years, your aunt and I will send these two little rascals, Lu Xiao and Lu Yao, to your Tianshu Mansion. Once they're at your mansion, I don't care who watches over them, but your aunt isn't at ease. You must keep them close at all times, especially when you go fight demons, it might be inconvenient."

"This—"

"Look after Xiao'er and Yao'er?!"

Ao Jun looked down at the water stains that hadn't yet faded on his body, his expression turning bitter.

Looking up, he saw his aunt's cunning and triumphant gaze, "If the little ones had their cousin sister to look after them, I would really be at ease."

After a roundabout conversation, we're back to square one.

Ao Jun, looking at his uncle and aunt who were smiling knowingly, realized he'd been trapped.

"Actually—"

His face froze, and he found himself hesitating to continue.

Seeing the unusual look on her nephew's face, Ao Le was surprised and delighted, "Jun'er, do you have a lady in mind already?"

Lu Qingfeng had caught on to Ao Le's attention to detail, and couldn't help but look at Ao Jun as well.

"Aunt."

Ao Jun, unable to withstand Ao Le's eager gaze, confessed, "I do have someone dear to me. It's just—"

" 'It's just' what?"

"Come on, man up! If there's a woman you fancy, just say so. Even if it's a Shang River Princess, your uncle and I will personally go and arrange the match for you!"

Ao Le said, raising her eyebrows.

Ao Jun forced a smile, quickly adding, "She comes from the Jiuzhen Immortal Sword Sect, is a direct disciple of the One Yuan Ancestor Master, and moreover, she is a marshal of the Heavenly Court. Her status is far more esteemed than that of any Shang River Princess."

The Old Dragon King of the Shang River had already abdicated.

The new Dragon King, vigorous and youthful, had countless sons and daughters.

Although there were over a dozen honored with the title of 'princess', each was only roughly equivalent to having a second-grade position, their cultivation no more than that of a Primordial Spirit – no competition for a true daughter of an Upper Immortal, a Heavenly Court Marshal, and a Mahayana True Immortal!

"A direct disciple of the One Yuan Ancestor Master?"

Both Lu Qingfeng and Ao Le looked at each other, then said in unison, " 'Futu Sword Immortal' Su Mu?!"

Within the Jiuzhen Immortal Sword Sect, the One Yuan Ancestor Master had only one female disciple, the Seventh Disciple Su Mu.

Once called 'Little Sword Immortal'.

After ascending to Mahayana, her fierce slaying of demons and monsters led her to be honored as the 'Futu Sword Immortal'.

"That's her."

Ao Jun nodded.