Am I the only good person in this cultivation world?

"Alright, alright, that's enough for you, brother. From now on, we'll leave Mom and Dad to you... Mom, don't cry, your crying makes me want to cry too..."

Yao Han stood outside the door, watching Ai Lan and her family say goodbye. He didn't urge them, but waited quietly.

"Alright, I'm off then. Oh dear, it's not like I'm not coming back... You guys hurry up and take these pancakes back. You're all cultivating immortality, why are you still eating pancakes!"

Yao Han touched his nose. Before reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, if they didn't have the Bigu Pill, they really would have had to eat flatbread.

Suddenly, I remembered the time I almost starved to death on the Ning family's merchant ship... Those memories are too painful to recall.

This time he was prepared; in addition to fasting pills, he also had a lot of dry food stored in his bag, enough for the two of them to eat for a year.

"Alright, Grandpa, let's go."

"Um."

Yao Han nodded to Ping An and the others, then had Lan'er jump onto the boat. With a thought, he flew into the sky with a whoosh.

He paused in the sky for a moment, took one last look at his familiar yet unfamiliar hometown, and flew north.

"Did you cry?"

"No, I'm not crying! Only little kids cry."

Alan stood with his back to the boat, secretly wiping his eyes with the corner of his sleeve.

Yao Han smiled and offered a reminder:

"Sit facing forward, and remember to channel your magic power to your feet, or you might be blown away by the wind."

"what?"

Alan finally came to her senses and looked down at the town and forest receding into the distance. Her face turned deathly pale.

Feeling as if she was about to be blown away by the wind, she quickly held her breath, focused her mind, and circulated her internal energy, gradually regaining her balance.

Yao Han nodded. This girl was quite talented; she grasped things very quickly.

After a while, once she was able to sit up, Ailan tried to shift her position on the boat. After getting used to flying, she imitated Yao Han and stood up.

The little girl quickly experienced the wonder of flying in the boat, and boldly opened her arms to feel the breeze on her face. She would look at the scenery and the birds, and although her eyes were still red, she could no longer suppress the corners of her mouth from smiling.

Yao Han didn't speak, but just smiled and looked at her.

It's just childlike nature; in the blink of an eye, the sad things are forgotten.

He was actually quite envious of her.

"Grandpa, is this the flying artifact you mentioned? Does every cultivator have one of these artifacts?"

"No. These flying magical artifacts are like horse-drawn carriages on the ground; they need to be made by someone or bought with money. However, mortals use copper coins and silver, while cultivators use spirit stones."

"Oh, so how many spirit stones will the boat we're on cost?"

"This is a top-grade magic artifact. I bought it from a shady old merchant for four hundred spirit stones."

"That sounds expensive. Are there different grades of magical artifacts?"

"Magic artifacts can be roughly divided into four grades: low, medium, and high, or you could call them low, medium, and high. In addition, there is a top-grade magic artifact..."

……

Alan kept asking questions, but Yao Han didn't find it annoying and patiently explained everything to her, no matter what the question was.

Anyway, the road ahead is long, so I'll just treat it as a way to pass the time.

"...By the way, when the two of us are out and about, it's best if we address each other as brother and sister, that way we can avoid some unnecessary trouble."

"Huh? Siblings?"

Yao Ailan looked at him strangely and scratched her head:

"Isn't that a generational difference?"

"It's just an act for outsiders..."

In fact, Yao Han and Yao Ailan are not related by blood.

Ailan's great-great-grandfather was actually Da Niu, also known as Yao Zhuang. He and Yao Han were not biological brothers, but childhood playmates.

Yao Han was referred to as her great-great-grandfather because of Yao Zhuang, as they were of the same generation. As for the blood relation between Yao Zhuang and Yao Han, one has to go back several generations.

He made this suggestion simply because he felt a little uncomfortable being constantly referred to as the Great Ancestor...

"Then, I'll call you."

Yao Han nodded.

"……elder brother."

Yao Han got goosebumps all over his body and almost capsized the boat because he couldn't control his magic power.

He wiped his face and took several deep breaths:

"Fine, call me whatever you want."

"But Grandpa, you don't look old at all. You don't look much older than Brother Kang. Even if I call you brother, it doesn't seem like I'm at a disadvantage, hehe."

Kang Ge is Yao Ankang, which is her brother's name.

Yao Han's lips twitched, and he regretted starting this.

"Lan'er, you should probably use a different way of addressing me..."

"No, 'brother' sounds much better than 'great-grandfather.' Why don't you call me 'Lanmei' and let me hear it?"

Yao Han rubbed his forehead and ignored her.

"Brother, where are we now?"

"By the way, brother, aren't you over a hundred years old? Why do you look so young? Can cultivators stay young forever?"

"Brother, why are you ignoring me, Han-ge'er?"

Yao Han finally couldn't hold back any longer, and veins popped out on his forehead:

"You brat, if you yell again I'll throw you down—"

"Didn't you tell me I could yell however I wanted?! Help! The ancestor is hitting me—"

……

"Shuiyue Palace is in Liang Kingdom, northeast of Yu Kingdom. When I came here, I flew from Jing Kingdom. But going from there, we have to pass through a section of the Ancient Barrier Mountain Range. It's fine for me to go alone, but now that we're traveling together, we need to ensure safety. So we're flying northwest now, going in a circle, passing through Qiansheng Kingdom, and then going to Daliang."

"Grandpa, your hitting really hurts..."

Alan pouted and kept rubbing her bottom:

"I've heard people say that our Yu Kingdom is sandwiched between several powerful nations?"

"Yes. To the east and south of Yu State is Jing State, to the southwest is Wu State, and to the west and north is the territory of Qian Sheng."

Yao Han beat her up, which calmed her down considerably. A flash of inspiration appeared at his fingertips, and he began to draw a map in mid-air.

"The states of Jing and Daliang are actually this large? They could probably fit ten other states inside!"

"Um."

Yao Han nodded:

"Jing, Liang, Qiansheng, and Wu are among the top powers in Dongling. In fact, the revival of the dynasty and the strength of the sects are also closely related."

"The Water Moon Palace is in Liang, and the Nianxuan Sect is in Jing. These two sects are also powerful forces with deep foundations among the six sects, so their territories are the most extensive. In addition, the Daoyan Sect is dominant in the Wu Kingdom, while the Li Huo Sect and the Shangyun Sect stand separately in the north and south of Qiansheng."

"Six factions, let me count... there's still one more, Flying Dragon Valley?"

"Flying Dragon Valley is located in the northeast corner of the Eastern Ridge. That area is desolate and uninhabited, with few towns for ordinary people, but many secret realms."

"Then, what's further north of Flying Dragon Valley? And what's further west of Qian Sheng?"

Yao Han smiled:

"You should know this, there's a nursery rhyme that many children in the village sing."

"Oh, I remember now!"

Alan's eyes lit up:

"The north is cold, the south is desolate, hundreds of cities in the central lands vie for one emperor, the western regions are sandy islands stretching for thousands of miles, and the eastern mountains block the tides."

Yao Han nodded and used his finger to draw two lines, one vertical and one horizontal, along the edge of the map.

"Going west from Qiansheng, crossing the perilous 'Tianzong Cliff,' you'll reach the Zhongyuan Domain, also known as the 'Central Land' in the world. Heading north from Feilong Valley, beyond the snow-capped mountains stretching for thousands of miles, lies the Northern Cold Domain, the Northern Land."

Alan stared wide-eyed at the map in mid-air, unblinking:

"Qiantian...it's so big! Brother...no, Great-Grandpa, have you been to all these places?"

Yao Han lowered his raised hand again:

"No, I've lived half my life and only ever wandered around the Eastern Ridge. Neither the Heavenly Cliff nor the Snow Mountain can be crossed by human power, not only because of the treacherous terrain, but also because there are many terrifying beings inside, such as high-level demonic beasts. Even for a Nascent Soul cultivator, flying across is an extremely difficult task..."

"Hmm? Great-Grandpa, why did you stop talking? What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, I just spotted an acquaintance. I really didn't expect to run into him here."

Golden light flashed in Yao Han's eyes as he probed downwards with his divine sense.