All the heavens, starting with Little Li Flying Dagger

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"Sister Yao Xi..."

A crisp sound came from behind.
Wang Gan and his group couldn't help but look over.
On the other side, Ji Ziyue, like a purple-clad elf, walked over with a smile, accompanied by a cold-faced young man, who was none other than Ji Haoyue, the Divine King Physique of the Ji family.

"Sister Ziyue?!"

Yao Xi was somewhat surprised.

Ji Ziyue floated over lightly like a purple cloud. Her hair reached her waist, her skin was as white as snow, and she smiled adorably. Her big eyes almost curved into crescent shapes, and dimples appeared, showing a touch of playfulness and cunning, embodying the wisdom of heaven and earth.

Meanwhile, Ji Haoyue maintained the dignity of the Ji family's divine body, looking coldly at everyone, especially after seeing Wang Gan, her expression became even more unpleasant.

"Sister Yao Xi, it's been a long time since we last met."

Ji Ziyue smiled sweetly.

"That's right, it seems the Ji family also attaches great importance to the Nine Secrets this time..."

Yao Xi smiled beautifully, her slender figure like a piece of divine jade, radiating divine light, as she went over and took Ji Ziyue's hand.

"You two know each other."

Wang Gan was somewhat embarrassed.

After all that, it turned out that Yao Xi and Ji Ziyue knew each other and seemed to have a good relationship, which was something Wang Gan hadn't expected.

"What, you know Sister Ziyue too?"

Yao Xi had a half-smile on her face, clearly enjoying seeing Wang Gan's embarrassed state, and guessed that Wang Gan and Ji Ziyue seemed to have something unusual about Guan Xu.

"We were colleagues for a while before."

Wang Gan's lips twitched. With his thick skin, he couldn't bring himself to admit that he had coerced or bribed Ji Ziyue.

Ji Ziyue rolled her eyes at Wang Gan, but no longer held a grudge against him for his previous threats and inducements.

"I must congratulate you on becoming the new generation's Holy Son of Yao Guang. I suppose I deserve some credit for that."

Ji Ziyue's tone was somewhat sarcastic.
Wang Gan gave an awkward laugh.
"That's natural!"

"Oh, it's you!"

Ji Haoyue's expression suddenly darkened, and she looked at Duan De, the fat man beside her.

"Master Duan De, you have repeatedly gone to Ji River to spy on the ancestral tombs of my Ji family. What is your intention?"

Ye Fan was dumbfounded. This fatso really valued money over life. He even had his eye on the Ji family's ancestral graves. Wasn't he afraid of being killed?

“Amitabha, you cannot wrong this humble Taoist, the future God King of the Ji family.”

Duan De, with an air of righteousness, said:

"The Ji River is tens of thousands of miles long. I only passed through there occasionally, and yet your Ji family dared to attack me. It's fair to say that your Ji family is far too domineering!"

“We don’t object to you passing by the Ji River, but why do you keep looking at our Ji family’s mausoleum?”

Ji Ziyue puffed out her cheeks and questioned him.

"I saw that the tombs there were numerous and magnificent, so I couldn't help but take a few more glances. Thinking back to the ancient times, the Void Emperor was immortal and invincible, wanting to compete with all the heavens. I felt great respect for him."

Duan De let out a burp and sighed.

“My clan elders saw you with their own eyes, trying to take over the tomb of the deceased god-king of my Ji family.”

Ji Ziyue's two small tiger teeth gleamed as she stared at the unscrupulous Taoist priest.

"That's not true. I just glanced around out of curiosity, and those old men chased me for three thousand miles and almost killed me. I promise I will never look around again next time."

Duan De patted his chest and made repeated assurances, but none of the people present believed him.

Ye Fan looked at Duan De with a strange expression, wondering to himself what this guy's background was, managing to evade even the pursuit of a powerful elder.
Wang Gan was not surprised. This fat man seemed ordinary, but he was actually a true young emperor with an imperial body. Even if he broke into an emperor's tomb, he would be unharmed. If an ordinary powerful person encountered him, he would only make him look bad.

Ji Haoyue snorted coldly. Although she didn't believe Duan De's words, she knew this fat man was no ordinary person, and she didn't want to cause any trouble at this critical juncture. "This fat man is cooperating with you?"

Ji Haoyue looked at Wang Gan; among everyone present, only Wang Gan was worthy of his direct gaze.

Wang Gan remained noncommittal.

“This guy says he can find the right tomb. I’ll provide the labor, and he’ll provide the technology. It’s a temporary collaboration.”

As for how to distribute the spoils from the tomb, and whether the Nine Secrets would be shared after they were obtained, Wang Gan did not mention these issues. Neither side mentioned them during the cooperation, so it was clear that they would each rely on their own methods at the time.

Upon hearing this, Ji Haoyue did not press the matter further, clearly aware of the tacit understanding between the two parties.

"Then you have to join us!"

Ji Ziyue's eyes darted around as she looked at Wang Gan and made her request, her gaze carrying a hint of threat.
Clearly, if Wang Gan disagreed, Ji Ziyue would tell Yao Xi what had happened in the past.

"Wait!"

"You guys... you're eating the wings of the Heavenly Roc?!"

Ji Haoyue's expression suddenly changed as she looked at the dishes on Wang Gan's table, somewhat incredulously.

Because of the old Peng King, no one dared to eat this dish openly, and only powerful figures from Sendai dared to secretly taste a little bit of it.

Even Ji Haoyue only had a few bites at the family banquet, so there were far more monks than meat.

"I encountered a madman on the road who kept talking and claimed to be some kind of Golden-Winged Roc King, and wanted to challenge me."

"I didn't want to kill, but these were offered to me anyway."

Wang Gan sighed, then picked up another bite of the tender Tianpeng Wing, letting the delicious flavor melt in his mouth and explode into bursts of pure essence.

The Heavenly Roc Wings originated from the pure-blooded Little Roc King, and not just anyone could eat them. An ordinary cultivator would have exploded and died long ago.

Ye Fan and Duan De, who were standing to the side, could only stop and refine the essence after taking a couple of bites, given their aptitude.

Wang Gan was the only person who could eat like that all the time.

"hiss!"

The Ji siblings gasped in shock, never expecting that Wang Gan would eat the wings of the Golden-Winged Roc King!

Ji Haoyue's expression was extremely complicated.
He considered himself exceptionally talented, but he wasn't confident he could easily defeat the Golden-Winged Roc King. Moreover, he had broken off a pair of wings, which clearly showed that Wang Gan's strength had improved far beyond his expectations.

"That Little Peng King is Old Peng King's most precious treasure!"

"You've humiliated the Golden-Winged Roc King like this, aren't you afraid the old Roc King will personally come after you?!"

Ji Haoyue couldn't help but speak.
"Enjoy life to the fullest when you're successful!"

Wang Gan smiled slightly, but did not answer directly. Instead, he extended an invitation to Ji Haoyue.

"Since Brother Ji is here, everyone who sees this gets a share."

"How about...we go together?"

Ji Haoyue snorted coldly, looking utterly disdainful of Wang Gan's invitation.

A moment later
"It's so fragrant!"

Ji Haoyue picked up a piece of tender wing meat, took a bite, and it was so delicious that her tongue almost fell off!

"As expected of a purebred Golden-Winged Roc, the taste is incomparable to anything at my Ji family banquet!"

Ji Ziyue also ate with great relish.

"Really delicious!"

"Although the Golden-Winged Roc King isn't a very good demon, always shouting for battle, his taste is top-notch!" (End of Chapter)