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The northern lands, the Hu family.

Zhao Tieshan visited again.

This time, he brought with him the decision from headquarters.

Inside, the lights were dim.

After listening to Zhao Tieshan's words, Aunt Hu remained silent for a long time.

"That senior... is his name Li Jun?" the old lady asked slowly. "He's only nineteen years old this year?!"

"Yes." Zhao Tieshan nodded. "But please remember, Auntie, Master Li's true identity and level of cultivation far exceed our imagination. He experienced life in the mortal world and lived the life of an ordinary person. This is part of his cultivation."

Aunt Hu understood.

She nodded emphatically: "Don't worry, this old woman knows what's important."

"I will keep the matter of Master Li to myself."

Zhao Tieshan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Um... when you can see Master Li depends on the timing." He added, "We can't force Master Li."

Aunt Hu nodded: "I understand."

After chatting for a while, Zhao Tieshan took his leave.

Inside the house, only Aunt Hu remained.

The old lady sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), gazing at the night view outside the window, remaining silent for a long time.

A complex light flickered in those aged eyes.

There was anticipation, trepidation, hope, and worry.

Mr. Li...

Qingfeng Temple...

The future of the shamanic lineage...

It all depends on that Taoist priest, Li.

"God, please bless my lineage of shamans..."

The old woman prayed softly.

The sound echoed in the empty room, but was quickly drowned out by the sound of the wind outside the window.

……

Miao region.

Winter here is a completely different sight from that in the north.

There was no biting wind, no snow, only a thin mist shrouding the mountains.

Linggu Cave is located in a valley deep in the mountains.

A clear stream meanders down from the mountains, with stilted houses scattered along its banks, creating a peaceful scene.

However, at this moment, in the largest stilted building, an old woman dressed in traditional Miao clothing was throwing a tantrum.

She looked to be in her fifties, with jet-black hair. Although there were wrinkles around her eyes, her gaze was sharp and carried a fierce air.

She is none other than Lan Cailing, the current leader of Linggu Cave and the head of the Miao Jiang witchcraft lineage.

"This is outrageous!"

Lan Cailing slammed her hand on the armrest of the chair, causing the silver bracelets to collide and make a crisp sound.

"In what way are our Miao region's 'Gu Control Techniques,' 'Poison Identification Techniques,' and 'Gu Raising Methods' inferior to those techniques on the list?"

"Why can they go, but we can't?"

Two young people stood next to her.

One was a girl around twenty years old, with delicate features and fair skin typical of Miao women. She wore an embroidered Miao dress and a small silver crown on her head. She was Lan Cailing's daughter, Lan Nianzhen.

The other was a young man in his early twenties, tall and with a decent appearance, dressed in an ordinary jacket and jeans, looking out of place in this Miao village.

"Mother, please don't be angry." Lan Nianzhen quickly stepped forward and poured her mother a cup of hot tea. "Didn't the Night Watchmen say that it's not that our Gu techniques are bad, it's just that they're not suitable for beginners..."

"Unsuitable?!" Lan Cailing glared at her daughter. "Why is it unsuitable? The children in our village start using Gu worms when they're seven or eight years old, and none of them have had any problems!!"

She got angrier and angrier as she spoke, and threw the documents in her hand to the ground.

"I think they just look down on us Miao people! They think we're a barbarian land, not worthy of respect!"

"Mom, please don't be angry," Lan Nianzhen whispered, trying to comfort her. "Didn't the Night Watch say that there will be higher-level teaching materials later..."

"Later? When will that be?" Lan Cailing glared at her daughter. "When our Miao heritage is completely severed?"

She got angrier and angrier as she talked.

"No, we can't just let this go!"

"Our Miao region's Gu magic must be on the list!"

Lan Cailing stood up and paced back and forth in the room.

Lan Nianzhen's face showed worry: "Mom, what are you planning to do? You wouldn't... really go and compete with those sects, would you?"

"Of course we have to compete!" Lan Cailing said angrily. "I want to see what those guys on the list are capable of!"

Lan Nianzhen panicked upon hearing this.

"Mom, please don't act impulsively!"

"Master Qingwei, the leader of Maoshan, is at the peak of the Spirit Refinement stage, and Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain is an even more advanced expert in the Void Refinement stage. You've gone..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning was obvious.

We can't beat them!

Lan Cailing turned her head and looked at her daughter with some speechlessness.

"Why did I have to choose to challenge the two strongest ones?"

"Can't I just pick on someone easy to bully?"

As she spoke, she glared at the young man next to her, clearly annoyed.

"I've noticed that ever since you met that kid Yin Jian, your IQ has plummeted."

"Is this a case of 'one is influenced by one's surroundings'?"

Yin Jian, who was standing nearby, never expected to be caught in the crossfire.

But he didn't dare say anything, and could only look down at the ground, pretending not to hear.

Lan Nianzhen blushed and defended him, saying, "Mom, Yin Jian... he's doing quite well..."

"What's so great about him!" Lan Cailing snorted. "He's already bewitched you as soon as he started college. I don't see what's so great about him."

Yin Jian's face darkened further, and he lowered his head even further.

Lan Nianzhen quickly changed the subject: "Mother, but you chose to challenge the weaker opponent. If word gets out, wouldn't that be... beneath your dignity?"

She stood up, walked to the window, and looked outside.

"Now that spiritual energy has been restored, this is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity."

Lan Cailing's voice lowered, carrying a hint of vicissitude.

"Nianzhen, you don't understand."

"Some things must be fought for."

"If you don't fight, you'll have nothing."

Lan Nianzhen looked at her mother's back, her nose tingled, and she couldn't speak.

At this moment, Lan Cailing turned around and continued:

"Perfect timing. I'm going to Luxian County before the New Year to meet Yin Jian's parents and discuss your relationship."

"I'll take care of this on my way back."

"Let's set off tomorrow!"

……

The next morning.

An off-road vehicle was parked in front of the largest stilted house in Linggudong.

Lan Cailing changed into a thick down jacket and carried a bulging backpack. Lan Nianzhen and Yin Jian followed behind her, each carrying their own luggage.

Many people from the village came to see him off.

"Master, be careful on the road!"

"Nianzhen, take good care of your mother!"

Lan Cailing smiled and said goodbye to everyone, then opened the car door and got into the passenger seat.

The driver was a young man from the village named Amu, who was in his early twenties and was Lan Cailing's nephew.

"Amu, let's go to the airport." Lan Cailing fastened her seatbelt.

"Okay, Auntie!" Amu replied and started the car.

The off-road vehicle slowly drove out of the village and headed out of the mountains along the winding mountain road.

Outside the car window, the mountains and rivers of Miao region appeared and disappeared in the morning mist, as beautiful as a fairyland.

But the atmosphere inside the car was somewhat heavy.

Lan Nianzhen and Yin Jian sat in the back seat, neither of them speaking.

As Yin Jian watched the scenery rushing past the window, his heart pounded with anxiety.

He took out his phone, intending to send a message to Jin Hao or Li Jun.

But after thinking about it, I let it go.

He really didn't know what to say.

Let me just say, bro, I'm about to enter the grave of marriage?

That would be so embarrassing.

Let's wait until we get to Luxian County to talk about it.

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