Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 212 Protecting the World's Best Junior Uncle

"Have you all heard that besides the old immortal Dao Xuan, the Qingyun Sect has produced another master, Luo Su Luo Zhenren, whose cultivation is extraordinary? On Liubo Mountain, he led the righteous sects to defeat the demonic sect and almost wiped them out!"

"Protecting fellow practitioners, eliminating demons and evil spirits, and subduing the Kui Niu, with unparalleled divine power, with Master Luo here, the Qingyun Sect will likely recreate the prosperity it enjoyed when Master Qingye was alive in the next five hundred years."

Changhe City at the foot of Liubo Mountain.

Despite the fierce fighting on Liubo Mountain, where the righteous and demonic sects are practically fighting to the death, this city made up of mortals remains as bustling and lively as ever.

Everything that has happened on Liubo Mountain in the past few days has been rapidly spreading, thanks to the deliberate encouragement of the various righteous sects. In less than a day, it has already become widely known in Changhe City. It is believed that before long, Russell's name will be known throughout the entire land of China.

Inside the inn, the grandfather and grandson listened to the conversation of the diners not far away, their expressions strange.

"Grandpa, do you think this Master Luo is the one who had his fortune told in Xiaochi Town?" Zhou Xiaohuan asked curiously, slurping up a candied hawthorn.

“If nothing unexpected happens, it should be him, but this description is a bit off…” Zhou Yixian scratched his gray hair. Although his cultivation level was not high, his insight and knowledge were rare in the world. He remembered that when they first met, this kid surnamed Luo's cultivation level was only at the initial stage of Taiqing. He was not as brave as the rumors said.

"Perhaps it's just a folk tale, and the rumors have been spread?" Zhou Xiaohuan thought so too.

If the older brother surnamed Luo was really that capable, how could he have let her and her grandfather escape so easily back then?

"Is it possible that I had a fortuitous encounter that caused my cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds?"

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice suddenly rang in their ears. Zhou Yixian and Zhou Xiaohuan, grandfather and granddaughter, looked up at the same time. Russell, whom they were talking about, was standing at the bottom of the stairs with his arms crossed, looking at them.

"Brother Russell~" Zhou Xiaohuan called out in a clear voice, trying to get away with it by being cute: "What are you doing here?"

“Of course we live here.” Russell walked up to the two men and stopped, gesturing for them to turn around and look.

There, Cangsong Daoren, Tian Buyi, Zhang Xiaofan and others were coming down from upstairs one by one. Seeing that Luo Su was talking to someone, they were not curious. They each led their disciples out to prepare to replenish some daily necessities in Changhe City.

This place is considered Qingyun Sect's stronghold in Changhe City. The entire inn has been booked. After subduing the Kui Niu in the morning, they returned to Changhe City from Liubo Mountain to rest here before setting off back to the mountain early the next morning.

"That's quite a coincidence..." Zhou Yixian smiled awkwardly. His luck was incredible. He could run into so many living immortals at any inn. But then again, he had many connections with the Qingyun Sect. It was hard to say who was senior to him, the current Qingyun Sect Leader, Daoxuan Zhenren. He just didn't want to acknowledge his ancestors.

Russell was also curious. He had been observing Zhou Yixian for a while. Before, his cultivation level was low and his vision was too narrow. Now that his cultivation level was high and he had the support of powerful figures like Nuanxue, Heishenhua, and Huluwa, he still couldn't see through Zhou Yixian's true nature.

"Senior Zhou." Russell looked at Zhou Yixian, who was so surprised that he waved his hands repeatedly and said with a forced smile, "I am not worthy of such a title. In front of Master Luo, how could I possibly be worthy of the title of senior?"

"There are still things I need to discuss with my senior."

Without a word, Russell reached out to grab Zhou Yixian. Zhou Yixian tried to dodge, but in Russell's eyes, Zhou Yixian's movements were as slow as a tortoise crawling, and he could be caught easily.

Just as he was about to pat Zhou Yixian's shoulder, he suddenly felt a momentary disconnect between himself and his surroundings, like a frame drop in a game. By the time he reconnected, Zhou Yixian had already dodged away. In fact, in that instant, he could feel a dramatic change in Zhou Yixian's aura.

"Master Luo, what happened that day was my fault. I will return the money to you now. Please be magnanimous and let us go!" Zhou Yixian said with a bitter face, as if he had no idea what had just happened.

Interesting, it's back to normal.

Russell smirked and struck out with another palm, which, unsurprisingly, landed squarely on Zhou Yixian's shoulder.

"Brother Russell~" Zhou Xiaohuan was worried about her grandfather, so she quickly jumped off the stool, tugged at Russell's sleeve, and pleaded for mercy. Russell smiled, rubbed Zhou Xiaohuan's head, said nothing, and took out a jade slip from his pocket and handed it to the little girl.

"What is this?" Zhou Xiaohuan asked curiously.

"I see you have good aptitude. Consider this jade slip a gift to you. Cultivate diligently. If you have any questions, you can come to Chaoyang Peak of Qingyun Sect to find me."

"Do you want to take me as your apprentice?" Zhou Xiaohuan asked timidly.

"Don't overthink it. It's fine if you don't want to become an apprentice."

Russell always had exceptionally good patience with the adorable little girl.

Zhang Xiaofan and Chu Yuhong both have a deep understanding of this.

Although Uncle-Master Russell treated the two of them very well, compared to Lu Xueqi, they were worlds apart.

This was also the first time they had learned that verbal instruction and personal example were two different things.

"Uncle-Master, who were those two just now?"

At the entrance, Chu Yuhong, Zhang Xiaofan, and Lu Xueqi had been waiting for a long time. When they saw Russell come out, they asked him about it.

"I felt a connection with the fortune teller I met in Xiaochi Town, so we chatted for a bit longer," Russell said.

Xiaochi Town… Chu Yuhong’s face stiffened again.

He began to worry that he might know too much.

He had already guessed when Li Xun mentioned foxes, and now that his uncle mentioned Xiaochi Town, he was almost certain that the Xuanhuo Mirror was in his uncle's hands.

Junior Uncle, how can you just casually mention something so important? Do you really trust him that much?
Chu Yuhong sighed inwardly.

Junior Uncle is too kind-hearted. He stays on the mountain all year round and is unaware of the wickedness of people's hearts in this world.

Fine, I'll defend Junior Uncle's reputation.

Protect the world's best junior uncle!
……

Qingyunmen.

Russell took the three little ones and wandered around Changhe City for a few days before turning back. First, he went to Tongtian Peak to report the situation to Dao Xuan Zhenren, and then he returned to Chaoyang Peak.

Before the mountain gate, Shang Zhengliang was waiting with hundreds of disciples from Chaoyang Peak. When they saw Luo Su transformed into a rainbow light, he raised his arm and shouted, and the disciples shouted in unison, "Welcome back to the mountain, Junior Uncle! May Junior Uncle live forever, unparalleled in the world!"

What the hell!

Russell was so shocked by the scene that he almost crashed his plane.

"Senior brother, what are you doing?!" Russell felt an indescribable sense of shame rush to his head.

"Alas! Junior brother, you have wronged your elder brother!" Shang Zhengliang waved his hand and hurriedly said, "This was not my arrangement, it was all done spontaneously by the disciples of our peak!"

"That's right! Martial Uncle has really made a name for Chaoyang Peak this time! We all came here voluntarily to welcome him," said Shen Tiandou, another disciple of Shang Zhengliang, in high spirits. These days, Martial Uncle Luo Su's actions on Liubo Mountain have spread throughout the Qingyun Sect, and the disciples of Chaoyang Peak have straightened their backs considerably.

“Uncle-Master Russell has brought glory to Chaoyang Peak. Please accept my bow!” Shen Tiandou bowed deeply.

"Uncle-Master Russell, you have greatly honored Chaoyang Peak. Please accept my bow!"
The shouts echoed across the sky in front of Chaoyang Peak.

"Great! Great!" As the head of the group, Shang Zhengliang showed no sense of urgency about being deprived of power. Instead, he stroked his beard and smiled smugly. Anyone who didn't know better would think that he was the one in charge.

"No good! No good!" Russell knew exactly what Shang Zhengliang was thinking. This old man was now obsessed with the idea of ​​abdicating and handing over the throne to Russell. He wished he could hold the abdication ceremony tonight, hand over the top position to Russell, and then go off to enjoy himself.

Russell wouldn't allow it; he was just a kid in his early twenties, and he hadn't even had enough fun yet!

After dismissing the disciples in front of the gate, Russell led Shang Zhengliang back to his own mountain.

When I came back last time, most of the place was already built. This time, it's quite different.

Verdant mountains stand tall, and majestic palaces rise along the mountain peaks, shrouded in clouds. Occasionally, a few auspicious cranes fly by, their cries echoing, circling in the air.

But Russell noticed that his mountain looked remarkably similar to the Jade Purity Hall on Tongtian Peak.
"My lord, chief." As Russell approached, the three-tailed fox and the six-tailed fox stood before the door and bowed in unison.

"Are you settling in well here?" Russell asked. Actually, it was unnecessary for him to ask, as Liuwei looked much better than when he was in Xiaochi Town.

"I haven't lived such a comfortable life since that incident," the six-tailed fox said with a faint smile.

Physical ease, mental relaxation, and the joy of being with his third sister, watching the sunrise from the mountaintop in the morning and admiring the sunset on the riverbank in the evening—just a few months ago, he would never have dared to ask for such a thing.

“My lord’s divine might has been heard of by my wife and me on the mountain.” The smile on the Three-Tailed Fox’s face came from the bottom of her heart.

The news that Shangguan Ce had been severely injured by Russell made her already excellent mood even better, and the smile on her face just wouldn't go away these past few days.

Russell smiled without saying a word, then asked, "Where did the wild dogs go?"

Wild Dog Taoist contributed a great deal of effort to the construction of this mountain.

"There's a malevolent spirit haunting Fubo Town, thirty miles to the east. Master Wild Dog has been invited by his disciples to exorcise the demon. Judging by the time, he should arrive in the next few days," Six-Tailed replied.

"Exorcising demons? Wild dogs?" Russell's lips twitched. Wild dogs' cultivation was comparable to Zhang Xiaofan before he got cheat codes. If they really encountered a demon, it was hard to say who would subdue whom.

Oh well, with other disciples looking after me, I won't die anyway.

After explaining the six tails and three tails to each other, Russell, along with Shang Zhengliang and Chu Yuhong, entered the [Lingxu Cave Heaven], which was the name Russell had given to his small courtyard.

Take your seat.

Shang Zhengliang first loudly condemned the unreasonable behavior of Fenxiang Valley, and then tried to steer the conversation back to the two foxes and Xiaochi Town. Russell shook his head and didn't say much. He simply took the Xuanhuo Mirror out of his sleeve and handed it to Shang Zhengliang.

Shang Zhengliang stared at the Xuanhuo Mirror for a moment, pondered for less than a second, and blurted out: "Isn't this the Burning Heaven Disc, an heirloom of Chaoyang Peak? So it was in your hands, Junior Brother. I thought it was lost."

Chu Yuhong was stunned. "My Chaoyang Peak is so poor that we're almost begging for food. Where would we get a magic artifact to inherit?"

"Hmm?" Shang Zhengliang, who hadn't caught the punchline yet, let out a nasal sound. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Chu Yuhong and immediately jumped up, saying loudly, "Master is right! The Burning Heaven Disc has been missing for so long, and this disciple has been extremely anxious. I never expected it to be in Junior Uncle's hands! Congratulations!"

How can this be made up?

Russell was utterly astonished. No wonder his senior brother, despite his low cultivation level, could still sit in the head seat. He was shameless!
That's right, he's teachable.

Shang Zhengliang was extremely satisfied with Chu Yuhong's reaction. He surged with magic power and sculpted a model of the Xuanhuo Mirror, which he then tossed into Chu Yuhong's hand. He instructed, "Go and record the information of the Burning Heaven Disc on your side. Remember, the Burning Heaven Disc was passed down to our Chaoyang Peak by Sect Leader Qingyunzi. It is the same age as the sect."

"Disciple understands." Chu Yuhong solemnly accepted the model, turned around and left the room.

“Alas…” Russell sighed deeply.

"Junior brother, why are you sighing like this?" Shang Zhengliang asked.

“Junior Brother used to think he was invincible, but today, compared with Senior Brother, he realizes how vast the world is and how much he still has to learn,” Russell said sincerely.

"It's all for Chaoyang Peak, isn't it?" Shang Zhengliang chuckled, then said seriously, "Junior Brother, you probably don't have any plans to go out this time, right?"

"I have to go out again in a few days. After this trip, I'll have almost no more plans," Russell replied after careful consideration.

"Go out? Where to?" Shang Zhengliang asked.

"I'm planning a trip to southern Xinjiang."

He had had the Xuanhuo Mirror for some time now, and with most of the affairs in the Central Plains settled, it was time to go and rescue his Little White.

“Junior brother, Fenxiang Valley is a thousand-year-old sect, guarding the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Even if they haven’t made any great contributions, they have certainly worked hard. They don’t deserve this punishment!” Shang Zhengliang said earnestly, trying to dissuade Luo Su from seeking revenge.

Although Shangguan Ce was nothing special, he had already been punished on Liubo Mountain. To chase after him and kill him again would be really going too far.

"Don't worry, senior brother. I'm going there for my Daoist partner. As long as Burning Incense Valley doesn't interfere, I won't take any action against them," Russell assured him.

Of course, if Incense Valley doesn't know what's good for them, they shouldn't blame him for being ruthless.

Since the current Valley Master of Fenxiang Valley, Yun Yilan, is a crooked man, he might as well just shoot him and disband Fenxiang Valley on the spot.

He had someone in mind to guard the Ten Thousand Mountains.

"A Daoist partner?" Shang Zhengliang's face lit up with joy. "That's great! Which family's disciple is she? I'm not bragging, but when I was young, I made many connections and have quite a few people in the Southern Frontier. If you need her, I'll arrange a marriage for you right away."

"Junior brother knows what he's doing, so there's no need for senior brother to worry."

“That’s true. You’ve always been decisive, so I won’t interfere.” Shang Zhengliang was not discouraged by the rejection; on the contrary, he was even happier.

This woman must be incredibly beautiful to have captured my junior brother's heart like this.

Once the junior apprentice wins the heart of his beloved and has children a few years later, he will naturally settle down.

When he abdicates, he will take on many disciples, and the day when Chaoyang Peak prospers will be just around the corner!
(End of this chapter)