Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

"what are you thinking?"

In the garden, Mu Nanzhi tilted her head and stared at Russell, her small eyes filled with great doubt.

She didn't understand why Russell would choose mutton offal noodles and chrysanthemum tea for lunch today, after what happened yesterday afternoon and evening.

She really couldn't look at the sheep intestines in the bowl and the chrysanthemums in the cup the same way.

"Uh..." Russell coughed awkwardly. When the kitchen asked him what he wanted to eat, he said "anything is fine." He didn't expect it to be this casual.

"A martial saint indeed!" Mu Nanzhi rolled her eyes at Luo Su, how could he make such a small mistake?

"It's my fault, it's my fault." Russell chuckled awkwardly.

Lunch was unnecessary for either of them. The former, with the bearing of a martial saint, exhaled and exhaled countless spiritual energies with every breath, while the latter, with the spiritual essence of the immortal tree gradually recovering, was full of vitality every day and did not feel hungry.

They still eat three meals a day, but only because life needs a sense of ritual.

"Your Highness and Your Highness, Dean Zhao and Chief Minister Wang are outside the mansion requesting an audience with Your Highness."

Just then, the princess's personal maid, Cuiguo, came over.

When Russell first heard the name, he was curious as to why Mu Nanzhi would give the other person this name. The answer he received was that the little girl loved to eat fruit.

"What are they doing here?" Mu Nanzhi asked curiously.

"It's probably about the throne again." Russell rubbed his forehead.

These two old comrades are really quick; they only returned to Beijing with Li Miaozhen yesterday, and now they've already received his information.

"Then will you see him or not?" Mu Nanzhi asked. In fact, during the days when Russell was not in the capital, Miss Wang Simu of the Wang family and the two sisters Xu Lingyue and Xu Lingyin of the Xu family often ran to the Wang Mansion.

Especially that little girl Xu Lingyin, who kept calling her "Master's Wife," which made her very happy.

“Since we’re already here, Greenberry, bring them to the garden,” Russell said.

"Yes." Cui Guo responded and withdrew.

"Should I step down?" Mu Nanzhi asked. Actually, she was quite curious about this matter, but she didn't want to delay Russell's business.

"No need, it's not a big deal." Luo Su said indifferently. He was already a Martial Saint, so he didn't have the mind to think about this. He believed that Dean Zhao and Chief Minister Wang had the same idea.

Before long, Dean Zhao and Prime Minister Wang arrived at the garden, led by Cui Guo, with Xu Erlang following behind.

“Farewell, it’s been a long time,” Russell greeted.

"Your Highness, Your Highness's Consort." Xu Cijiu cupped his hands in greeting.

He achieved the highest honors in all three categories, making him extremely successful.

"Did the three of you come to see me for the sake of the throne?" Russell asked bluntly.

“Your Highness is right.” Zhao Shou nodded, then smiled wryly, “We originally thought of recommending Your Highness to the throne, but now, in just half a year, Your Highness has really caught us off guard.”

Everyone knows that allowing a super-ranking person to ascend to the throne is utter nonsense.

When one was of the highest rank, those who were blessed with good fortune were not allowed to live long. Russell could only sit on the throne for a maximum of a hundred years before he had to abdicate in order to remove the bad fortune.

Now, even if Russell thinks that way, they would have to offer more advice.

"So what are your plans now?" Russell asked.

"Since Princess Huaiqing assumed regency, the court has been stable, and the people are harmonious and the government is efficient," said Chief Minister Wang with a light laugh.

Since Yuan Jing was imprisoned and Huai Qing took power, he felt like he had become more than ten years younger.

"Oh? It seems you two have already made up your minds. There's no need to worry. I've already discussed this matter with the Princess, and I have no objections." Upon hearing this, Russell thought, "Isn't this just about helping Huaiqing ascend to the throne? That's great! I'll stop bothering him and let everything get back on track."

Russell had spoken with Huaiqing about this a long time ago.
"This..." Dean Zhao and Chief Minister Wang exchanged glances, neither of them expecting it to go so smoothly.

Everyone immediately beamed with joy, and the chief minister was very pleased: "Very good, very good. If we had known that the prince and the princess had already discussed it, we wouldn't have needed to make this trip."

“Brother Zhenwen is absolutely right.” Dean Zhao stroked his beard and smiled. “In that case, we will go back to prepare for the wedding and take our leave.”

"A wedding! What wedding? Everyone come back here!" Mu Nanzhi immediately slammed her hand on the table like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Zhao Shou, who was about to make his words lawful, was stunned by this aura. Russell also tapped the table lightly, and his aura surged, enveloping the garden.

"What do you two mean by that?"

"Didn't the Prince say that he had discussed it with His Highness?" This time, Zhao Shou and Wang Zhenwen looked at each other in bewilderment.

“Your Highness’s regency is inappropriate, and Your Highness’s position is too dignified for many reasons. Why not marry and have a child, so that the young prince can ascend the throne?” Zhao Shou explained.

Mu Nanzhi glanced at Luo Su, then fell silent. Luo Su also rubbed his forehead: "Have you discussed this with Huaiqing?"

"His Highness has no objections; it's up to the Prince," Chief Minister Wang replied.

"..." Russell couldn't help but clap his hands, using his mind to manipulate the fragments of the Earth Book and privately contact Huaiqing: [The two old men have arrived.]

In the palace, Huaiqing, who had just finished a call with Xu Qi'an, smirked: "Then I'll trouble Prince Xiaoyao to refuse on my behalf. The Dean and the Grand Secretary have been advising me daily, and I'm truly fed up with their constant nagging."

I'm also extremely annoyed.

Russell didn't waste any words, waving his hand as starlight filled the garden: "This is absolutely impossible, there's no need to discuss it further. If you have something to say, go talk to the Grand Preceptor and Ning Yan."

"Uh..." Zhao Shouzhen was about to speak when the scenery before him changed, and he found himself standing in front of the Prince's Mansion.

"Why is Ning Yan involved here?" Chief Minister Wang asked, puzzled. Zhao Shou looked at Xu Cijiu thoughtfully and asked, "Cijiu, what is the relationship between your elder brother and Prince Huaiqing?"

"My elder brother was recommended by His Highness Huaiqing to enter the night watchman's office back then, so our relationship must be very close."

“In that case… that might work.” Zhao Shou understood the key point and chuckled, much to the bewilderment of Chief Minister Wang.

"You mean there's a story between Xu Qi'an and Huaiqing?" In the garden, Mu Nanzhi ate some melon seeds. Gossiping is human nature, and the reincarnation of the Flower Goddess is no exception.

"Get ready for the banquet." Russell chuckled and sent a private message to Xu Qi'an: [Ning Yan, get ready, we're coming back for the wedding.]

Three: Huh?

……

Clouds and mist swirl around the fairy mountain, which appears and disappears in the mist. White cranes cry out, and monkeys climb rocks.

A magnificent palace is nestled among evergreen forests.

The celestial palace was magnificent beyond human construction; eighteen pillars supported a high dome, and a red carpet led to the end of the palace.

At the end of the red carpet, on a Tai Chi diagram two zhang high, sat an old man in a black Taoist robe. He had white hair and beard, and wore a lotus crown on his head. He sat cross-legged on a pure white lotus.

There is a four-colored halo rotating behind his head, symbolizing earth, wind, water, and fire.

On either side of the red carpet stood seven Taoist priests, some wearing Kun crowns and others Qian crowns, each with piercing eyes and a cold, indifferent demeanor.

The Heavenly Venerable, who hadn't stepped out of the Heavenly Venerable Hall for a long time, surprisingly stepped down from his seat today. He slowly walked along the bright red carpet made of great demon fur to the entrance of the hall and looked up towards the east.

Behind him, the nine elders of the Heavenly Sect stood silently like statues.

There were men and women, young and old, in the square, with more than 300 inner disciples craning their necks, wondering what had happened.

"Master, why did the Heavenly Venerable suddenly summon us here?" A little girl with chubby cheeks tugged at her master's sleeve.

"It is said that Luo Yuheng of the Human Sect has come to fulfill the struggle between Heaven and Man," the Daoist nun replied.

"It's nothing but suicide. The Celestial Venerable has been at the first rank for many years. How can a second rank possibly withstand him?" Another Taoist priest beside him said calmly.

For thousands of years, the peak of the second rank has been the limit for cultivators of the Human Sect. Whether the leader of the Human Sect can win in the battle between Heaven and Man largely depends on whether the leader of the Heaven Sect can advance to the first rank.

"Then why would the leader of the Human Sect come here to die?" the little girl asked, puzzled.

"The struggle between heaven and man is her inescapable fate," the Taoist nun said in a flat tone.

Like the Taoist priest, she believed that Luo Yuheng had come here to die.

After all, not many people in the world knew that Luo Yuheng and Luo Su had survived the tribulation of lightning in the suburbs of Chuzhou.

Not long after, three dazzling stars appeared on the eastern horizon.

"What is that?" a disciple of the Heavenly Sect asked, looking up.

They were incredibly fast; when you first saw them, they were still on the horizon, but in the blink of an eye, they were already close to the outer perimeter of the Heavenly Sect.

Then, in full view of everyone, it crashed headfirst into the protective array of the Heavenly Sect, causing the sky above the Heavenly Sect to tremble violently.

The space was like a rippling surface of water, with ripples spreading outwards in circles. The ripples didn't even last a second before the protective formation of the sect shattered with a deafening roar.

"Has the Martial Saint come to destroy my Heavenly Sect?"

The majestic and powerful voice of the Heavenly Venerable echoed across the square.

"What are you saying, Heavenly Venerable? I was just accompanying Miaozhen back to visit her family, and the commotion was a bit much. Please forgive me, Heavenly Venerable."

Russell parted the clouds and landed side by side with Li Miaozhen on Tianzong Square.

"Russell? He's the Martial Saint Russell? What's his relationship with the Holy Maiden?"

"I heard from my master that the Holy Maiden found a Daoist partner outside, named Russell."

"Really? Does that mean the newly promoted Super Grade cultivator is the son-in-law of our Heavenly Sect?"

"The Holy Maiden is indeed blessed with great fortune!"

Whispers rang out from the dense crowd in the square.

Very few in the Heavenly Sect can achieve the state of complete detachment from emotions; even the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters have not yet forgotten their feelings, let alone these inner disciples.

However, the Celestial Venerable's next question ruthlessly shattered their illusions: "When did the Holy Maiden switch to cultivating the Earth Sect's techniques? Has she already decided to sever ties with the Heaven Sect?"

"Your Majesty, I have no such intention. The merits I have accumulated are merely an accident." Li Miaozhen bowed respectfully, her expression solemn.

"I and your Uncle Xuancheng went to the Central Plains to look for you several months ago. Where did you and your senior brother go?" Li Miaozhen's master, Bingyi Yuanjun, spoke at this moment.

“Reporting to Master, your disciple and my Daoist companion have gone on a sea voyage. As for my senior brother, I do not know his whereabouts,” Li Miaozhen continued.

Bingyi Yuanjun's face was expressionless: "After this, you will remain in the Heavenly Sect to study the Heavenly Sect's treasure book and sever your ties with the mortal world. Otherwise, you will be stripped of your status as a Holy Maiden and executed."

???

Question marks immediately rose from the foreheads of the Heavenly Sect disciples, and even many elders with profound Supreme Emotionless cultivation couldn't help but turn their heads to look.

Has Senior Uncle/Uncle/Elder Bingyi gone mad? How could you say such a thing in front of Russell? In front of a Supreme Grade cultivator, you forced his Daoist partner to sever ties with worldly desires and attain the state of Supreme Forgetfulness.

Russell, however, knew that Bingyi Yuanjun's actions were not aimed at Li Miaozhen, but at him.

Seeing that her disciple was caught in a dilemma between her sect and her lover, Bingyi Yuanjun decided to expose the truth, hoping that Luo Su would take Li Miaozhen away and completely sever the relationship between Li Miaozhen and Tianzong.

Russell had come for this very reason. He stepped forward and shielded Li Miaozhen behind him, saying, "Miaozhen's matter is not urgent. Let's discuss it after the battle between the celestial beings and humans."

Bingyi Yuanjun frowned. This was not the situation she had expected, but before she could raise any objections, the Heavenly Venerable nodded first: "Good."

His current condition is far from good.

In Russell and Luo Yuheng's eyes, the Celestial Venerable, who was now so close, seemed like a projection, a projection from another world.

If I had to describe it in one sentence, it would be that he has "transcended the cycle of reincarnation and is no longer bound by the Five Elements," and he is about to merge with the Dao of Heaven.

"Then let's have a battle in the heavens," Luo Yuheng said calmly, while giving Russell a wink.

She was fully aware of the rumors the Tianzong disciples had spread about her, and it was common knowledge that she was petty and narrow-minded.

Russell understood, so he captured a meteorite from outer space, condensed it with his authority, and transformed it into an arena, which he placed in the center of the arena.

"I'll be waiting for you on the arena." Luo Yuheng glanced at the Heavenly Venerable, then transformed into a golden rainbow and entered the arena.

The Celestial Venerable naturally wouldn't refuse, and amidst the ripples in the space, he too entered the arena.

"Catch the sword!"

Without exchanging pleasantries, Luo Yuheng moved the moment the Celestial Venerable appeared before him.

The sword spun lightly, its sword energy tearing through the sky, its killing intent surging.

A massive, straight beam of light pierced through the heavens and earth, forming a sword aura that was tens of miles long and as wide as a pillar of heaven. It cleaved directly towards the Celestial Venerable with the force of splitting the heavens.

The Celestial Venerable's expression remained unchanged. His hands transformed into glass, and he controlled the laws within a three-foot radius around him. Whether it was his indestructible body or his power to turn decay into wonder, his mastery far surpassed that of Luo Yuheng.

The sword energy crumbled upon contact, accompanied by a continuous roar of violent sonic booms and howling winds.

The two clashed in mid-air, their dissipated energy completely destroying the ground.

It must be said that the Celestial Venerable's cultivation level is indeed much higher than Luo Yuheng's.

If he hadn't needed to intentionally suppress himself to avoid merging with the Dao, he would have reached the peak of the first rank long ago.

Even with Russell's constant irrigation over the past month and the assistance of the Spring and Autumn Cicada, Luo Yuheng was no match for the Celestial Venerable.

The two exchanged three-tenths of each other's original spiritual power, resulting in a draw.

"What does the Martial Saint wish to discuss with me?" Stepping out of the arena, the Celestial Venerable's body was much more solid than before the battle. Just by looking at him, one could feel that he was firmly rooted to the ground, rather than floating on water or drifting in the wind as before.

"Let's discuss the merger of the three sects and the unification of the Dao Sect." Russell stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "The Human Sect and the Earth Sect have already agreed, only the Heaven Sect remains."

"Or otherwise?" the Celestial Venerable retorted directly. (End of Chapter)