Hermit in the Mountains

In the reception room, Jin Yuanbao invited Zhang Yuanfu to sit in the main seat.

He took the teacup from his sister and gently placed it on the table with both hands.

"Please forgive my rudeness, Lord Zhang. My family and I have just arrived and are not familiar with the city. We dare not go out to purchase supplies."

"It's alright, Brother Yuanbao, sit down and let's chat," Zhang Yuanfu said with a smile.

Jin Yuanbao sat on the wooden chair on the left and raised his hand to introduce his family.

"Lord Zhang, these two are my parents."

Jin Yuanbao's parents rose and bowed to Zhang Yuanfu, greeting him, "Greetings, Lord Zhang..."

Zhang Yuanfu pressed his finger down, indicating that the two of them did not need to be so polite.

After introducing his parents, Jin Yuanbao introduced his younger brother and sister, saying, "These two are my younger brother and sister."

Jin Yinbao and Jin Yubao stood up, bowed, and greeted him, "Jin Yinbao and Jin Yubao greet Lord Zhang."

Zhang Yuanfu raised his left hand and waved, "No need for formalities, please sit down!"

"Thank you, Your Excellency..." Jin Yinbao and Jin Yubao sat back down in their chairs and remained quiet.

Zhang Yuanfu cut to the chase, saying, "The teacher has something to attend to and cannot see you for the time being."

"You can rest in Wandao City for a few days and familiarize yourselves with the city's environment."

"You can also come with me to the Mortal Courtyard now and wait for the teacher to summon you."

Jin Yuanbao decisively chose the second option. They possessed innate spiritual treasure embryos, and the city was full of people and experts.

If someone discovers the magical treasure within him, it will likely attract covetous eyes.

It's safer to go up the mountain, and there will be plenty of time to learn about Wandao City later.

"Lord Zhang, we will go up the mountain with you now and wait for the master to summon us."

Zhang Yuanfu nodded, wondering why the Jin Yuanbao family had caught the teacher's eye.

Judging from the cautious attitude of Jin Yuanbao's family, there are probably secrets he is unaware of.

"Yuanbao brothers, is one hour enough for you to pack your luggage?"

"That's enough, that's enough." Jin Yuanbao was overjoyed. "We don't have much luggage, Lord Zhang, just wait a few minutes."

After saying that, Jin Yuanbao used his eyes to tell his parents, younger brother and sister to pack their luggage.

At the entrance of the courtyard, Zhang Yuanfu led Jin Yuanbao and his family onto a 20-meter-long flying boat.

On the airship, two armed soldiers greeted Zhang Yuanfu in unison, "Dean Zhang..."

"Okay," Zhang Yuanfu nodded in response, "Let's go!"

The armed soldiers gestured toward the cockpit, standing like guards on the high platforms on either side of the airship.

The airship rose slowly into the air without any shaking.

"Brother Yuanbao, you are free to walk on the deck." Zhang Yuanfu left these words behind and walked alone to the front of the deck, standing with his hands behind his back at the bow.

The Jin family dared not wander off; the five of them lined up and leaned against the railing of the flying boat to admire the scenery outside.

The cultivators in the city were filled with envy when they saw the "Myriad Paths Mysterious Name" on the side of the flying boat and the "Myriad Paths Flag" on the flagpole.

Looking down at the magnificent city, Jin Yubao's small eyes gleamed with golden light, and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Wow--"

Their family was constantly on the move, so they had no time to appreciate the scenery along the way.

At this moment, the family flew towards the legendary Mount Kurong in Wandao City, and their guard was finally lifted.

You can peacefully appreciate the scenery around you.

Jin Yubao blinked, pointed to the rows of cities below, and looked at his second brother curiously, asking, "Second brother, second brother, isn't Wandao City a single city?"

Looking at the seemingly endless city, Jin Yinbao explained, "Wandao City is not a city in the traditional sense."

"It is a long, narrow city built around the foot of Mount Kurong, composed of numerous wards and markets;"

"What you see as square-shaped cities are just individual markets within the vast city of Wandao."

"Each market town varies in size, with smaller ones measuring three or four kilometers in length and width, and larger ones ranging from more than ten kilometers in length and width."

"Wandao City is hundreds of kilometers long, like a ribbon winding around the foot of the mountain;"

"I've heard that Wandao City is building new markets every day, and their length keeps increasing."

Jin Yubao and Jin Yuanbao's parents listened with rapt attention.

They all knew about the Spirit Network and met the conditions for using it;

However, in order to avoid unintentionally saying the wrong thing or leaking their own information.

The family resolved the issue together; the two brothers, Jin Yuanbao and Jin Yinbao, used the Spirit Network to gather information, while the others resolutely refused to use it.

Before they knew it, the airship landed on a flat cliff landing platform.

"Thump—"

Once the airship came to a stop, the landing platform mechanism was triggered, and a ladder automatically extended and rested against the airship.

Zhang Yuanfu walked to the stairs and called out, "We're here. Follow me."

Jin Yuanbao and his family followed Zhang Yuanfu off the landing platform, their eyes curiously surveying their surroundings.

As the airship took off, they looked back and saw the stairs retract by themselves.

Zhang Yuanfu led Jin Yuanbao and the other four to a courtyard. He looked at Jin Yuanbao and said, "Brother Yuanbao, your family will live in this courtyard."

"I'll have someone deliver the supplies to you later. If you need anything, you can contact me via the internet."

He pointed to the courtyard on the right and the courtyard in front, "This courtyard next door is Elder Yang's courtyard, and the one in front is my courtyard. You can also come and find me."

"Don't wander out of the yard unless absolutely necessary; the area is surrounded by cliffs and precipices, and small spirits often appear there."

"They don't dare to come in, and they don't harm people, but they like to scare people."

Hearing the commotion outside, Yang Dashan pushed open the gate of the courtyard next door.

"Creak—"

He looked in the direction of the voice and saw Zhang Yuanfu come forward to greet him, "Brother Yuanfu, who are they?"

"This is Elder Yang," Zhang Yuanfu introduced the visitor to Jin Yuanbao and the others.

"The person the teacher assigned me to greet."

"We'll temporarily arrange for you to stay on the mountain so the teacher can summon you at any time."

Yang Dashan greeted the five people, "Hello, my name is Yang Dashan."

Jin Yuanbao took the lead in greeting, "Greetings, Elder Yang..."

"Dad, have we had some guests?"

A dashing young voice rang out.

Before you see him, you hear his voice.

Hearing his son's familiar voice, Yang Dashan looked up at the sky, where a white cloud floated.

"You brat, download it for me."

On the cloud, Yang Xiaoshan was suppressed by his bloodline, his legs went weak, and he squatted down.

"Xiao Jin, do you think we should run away?"

A golden monkey, actually munching on a peach, spoke in human language, saying, "Big brother, if you don't make a sound, you can sneak away."

"Now that Yang's father knows about you, and you still run away, you'll be served by Seven Wolves when you go back."

After saying that, the golden monkey went back to eating the big peach and handed one to Yang Xiaoshan.

Yang Xiaoshan took the peach, rubbed it on his clothes to remove the fuzz, and took a big bite.

Crunchy.

The peach bursts with juice in your mouth.

Yang Xiaoshan stood up confidently, his legs spread out to the sides, his head tilted to the side as he looked up at the sky, with an expression of resolute acceptance of death.

The golden monkey leaped onto Yang Xiaoshan's shoulder, resting its head on its left hand and munching on a peach with its right.

"Big brother, if you don't go down now, Father Yang's flying stick is about to come up."

Yang Xiaoshan stumbled, rolled his eyes, and hurriedly piloted his cloud-shaped magical artifact to land.

Following the sound, Zhang Yuanfu looked up and saw a lone cloud in his field of vision.

The cloud-shaped magical artifact was given to everyone, from the teacher to the disciples who were only nominally acknowledged as disciples.