Unfilial disciple, do not ruin your master's dream of ascension and peaceful life.

As evening fell, Qian Jing and Ye Yinqiu finally left the principal's office.

Ye Yinqiu was struggling to process the massive amount of information, while Qian Jing was already numb. Lin Zhiyu went to further investigate the mess of the two murderers, as he no longer had any reason to push his foolish apprentice onto her.

He called Ning Ruozhi's cell phone again, wanting to ask if the Four Triads were recruiting, but it turned out she was in another district doing business with a gang there, and he wasn't familiar with her underlings.

"Master, where do we go next? Continue our inspection of the sect?"

"I'm not going to patrol anymore. You... sigh, come home with me."

"Yes, sir!"

Qianjing took Ye Yinqiu away from the university, deciding to bring her home first to prevent her from running around and causing trouble again.

Ye Yinqiu's past two days since ascending to the heavens have been chaotic, and only now has she had the mind to appreciate the scenery of the upper realm. The sect architecture of the Cangxuan Realm is mainly made of stone, jade, wood, and crystals, which is completely different from the buildings in Earth's metropolises, not to mention their shapes, even in terms of texture.

"Master, the ground in the Immortal Realm is paved with black blood jade marrow? How extravagant!"

"This is called asphalt."

"This building has many transparent, shimmering panels; they must be crystal?"

"This is called a glass curtain wall."

"Master, a large spirit beast flew overhead. It must be a young spirit bird that has become metallic due to eating too much ore?"

"This is called an airplane."

"There's a tower in the distance. Is it the scripture repository of some sect? But why is it so slender, and it even seems to be openwork?"

"This is called a television signal tower."

"Master, look, there's a spring in the river. Is it the earth's spiritual energy gushing forth? Or are water-based cultivators practicing their skills?"

"This is called an artificial fountain."

"Everything seems so small. These buildings aren't even as big as the pillars of our Sword Inquiry Sect. Why are the creations of the Immortal Realm so stingy?"

"Because the Earth has complete physical rules and professional architectural disciplines, the rules in our hometown are too casual, and the mechanics of construction are not considered at all when building things."

"The immortal realm is so different from what I imagined..."

"What do you imagine the higher plane to be like? Boundless continents? Rainbow skies? Everyone eating dew and drinking the morning mist? Even a latrine is tens of thousands of feet high?"

"More or less..."

Although Ye Yinqiu's tone was rather tactful, it wasn't hard to see a hint of disappointment on her face. Seeing Qianjing looking at her, she hurriedly explained:

"I apologize, Master. I have no intention of overstepping my bounds, nor do I harbor any dissatisfaction with the great Immortal Realm. After all, as the saying goes, the greatest truths are the simplest..."

Seeing her like this, Qianjing sighed:

"What 'the greatest truths are the simplest'? That's all nonsense used to fool the younger generation. Just to appear cultured, they call ugly beautiful and simple good. With that kind of mentality, you're easily fooled by those selling fake paintings. Like what you like, criticize what you criticize. The severing of the path to immortality begins with self-deception. Have you forgotten all my teachings?"

"How could I forget! It was my foolishness that prevented me from understanding such a thing!"

Ye Yinqiu immediately knelt down and kowtowed to the ground. Passersby whispered among themselves, and some busybodies had already started taking pictures with their phones. Qianjing had no choice but to pull her away—and then she saw her crying uncontrollably.

"Why are you crying? You're such a big person..."

"I'm just a little touched... Waaah... It's been two hundred years since I've heard your teachings..."

"Well…………"

Qian Jing then realized that his tone of voice just now was exactly like when he was teaching his disciple in the mortal realm. He had clearly made up his mind to cut ties with the past, so why did he relapse when he saw his silly disciple?

"Don't kneel in the street. By the way, you're 217 years old now, aren't you? Why are you still so rude? What have you been doing for the past two hundred years?"

"I was in seclusion for about 199 years, occasionally being called out by my junior brothers and sisters to fight... like that."

So only her appearance has matured, while inside she's still that clumsy, sweet girl...?

"...Okay, hurry up and cross the street."

"Master, be careful!"

However, as soon as Ye Yinqiu saw the heavy traffic on the road, she immediately stood in front of Qianjing, her expression changing drastically.

"When I first ascended here, this metallic demonic beast nearly killed me; it was extremely ferocious!"

"Let's go, don't be afraid."

"Master!?"

Under Ye Yinqiu's astonished gaze, these ferocious steel monsters stopped in unison before even approaching Qian Jing. She was first shocked, then suddenly realized:

"I understand, your special ability is beast taming!"

"So my superpower is seeing traffic lights? You must remember, stop at red lights and go at green lights. Follow these black and white lines, look left before crossing the road and then look right. Don't try to cut in front of cars—these metal boxes are called 'cars'. Okay, now follow me."

Qianjing took Ye Yinqiu's hand and quickly walked across the zebra crossing to cross the road.

Ye Yinqiu's heart skipped a beat.

That happened when she was a child.

Her hometown was destroyed by evil cultivators, and her relatives were devoured by demons. Starving and freezing, she could only drag her weak body through the darkness, crying and trying to escape the malice behind her.

As she fell again and again, finally losing all strength to get up, a slender but strong hand caught her.

"There's no need to run anymore."

"I got rid of the bad guys."

"Where are your family members?"

"They're all gone...?"

"So, will you come with me?"

Ye Yinqiu will never forget that day.

Qianjing Saint Venerable took her hand and led her away from the darkness to embrace the light.

From that day on, Ye Yinqiu made up her mind to dedicate her eternal loyalty to this great man.

Now, she was both surprised and delighted.

Two hundred years later, her beloved master actually took her hand again, still in his youthful form... What was this fluttering feeling in her heart?

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Meanwhile, in a luxury suite at a hotel ten kilometers away—

Zhou Rong and Zhong Wei were deep in thought, staring at the jade box they had brought from the museum.

After being driven away by Qian Jing, they did not leave Haijing immediately, but instead chose to examine the jade box first. The jade box looked ordinary on the outside, but it was actually a mechanical box, and it used a sophisticated mechanism that far exceeded the limits of craftsmanship during the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Without knowing how to open it, it was impossible to open.

"Watch me blow it up!"

Zhou Rong panicked, but fortunately Zhong Wei stopped him in time.

"Calm down, you idiot, don't let all our efforts go to waste."

"I think your information source is questionable, isn't it? This thing is really priceless? We don't even know what's inside it!"

"You'll know once it's opened."

"How do I open it?"

"I have no clue either, but... someone might know."

Zhong Wei recalled the confrontation from yesterday.

The man and the woman.

Putting the man aside, he is a local ascendant with mysterious supernatural abilities and considerable combat strength, so we will not attack him unless absolutely necessary.

But that woman... she went to snatch the jade box on her own initiative. Since her goal was so clear, she probably knew how to open the box and what was inside.

"We'll just grab her and interrogate her, but when we make our move is up to me this time. Don't make any rash moves, understand?"