Fairy, help me cultivate.

Jiang Mengyang naturally saw through the misunderstanding between the two, but he didn't take it to heart. He smiled and shook his head, saying, "You've worked hard these past few days. Take a good rest."

"Ancestor, is there a way to open this lock?"

Chen Yao handed the jade lock to Jiang Mengyang.

Jiang Mengyang fiddled with it for a moment, then handed it back to Chen Yao: "This lock is forged from the essence of demonic energy; it will take some effort to open. It seems that Jiu Luo's clues are here?"

Chen Yao nodded: "Yes."

"Don't worry, I've discussed it with some elders and come up with a way to break this. Don't think about anything else, just get some rest."

Jiang Mengyang patted Chen Yao's shoulder heavily again, then turned and walked towards the small building.

His steps were no longer as strong and powerful as before, and he looked slightly unsteady.

It's likely that the death of the Golden Dragon Ancestor was a great blow to him.

"Chen Yao..."

A fragrant breeze wafted by as Su Ning approached.

"sister in law."

Chen Yao smiled generously at Su Ning, but Su Ning's eyes darted away, and she lowered her head, fiddling with the purse hanging at her waist.

"Are you alright?"

After a long silence, she finally asked that question.

Chen Yao shook her head: "It's nothing, how have you been these past few days?"

"Uh-huh."

The wind whipped up wildflowers, which pattered against the heads and shoulders of the two, adding a touch of vibrancy to the slightly somber atmosphere.

Chen Yao took a few steps closer, and Su Ning panicked a little.

"Sister-in-law, I'm a little tired. Would you like to go back to the courtyard together?"

Su Ning nodded.

So the two of them walked into the flower bushes.

……

There has been no further news about White Shark.

Inside the small building, Jiang Mengtai held the communication jade slip in his hand, his expression solemn.

Jiang Mengyang and Jiang Mengmeng exchanged a glance and fell into deep thought.

"Could this be a trap?" Jiang Mengtai warned. "The Pang family couldn't possibly be unaware of the chaos in Jinchang City, yet they haven't sent any additional men. And now, White Shark has disappeared without a trace. It's a pity that Jinlong would be defeated in such a small city as Jinchang!"

Jiang Mengyang stood up from his seat: "I'll go myself."

Jiang Mengmeng: "Then I'll go too."

"Alright, the situation is unclear, Atai, you stay here and guard the house."

Jiang Mengyang led Jiang Mengmeng out of the small building.

At this moment, Chen Yao and Su Ning had just arrived outside the courtyard gate.

The two stopped in their tracks as if on cue.

Chen Yao broke the silence first: "Shall we go into my courtyard, or back to yours?"

Su Ning paused for a moment, then looked up at him stealing a glance: "I don't understand what you mean."

Chen Yao sighed and reached out to grab her hand.

Su Ning trembled in surprise, her expression one of resistance, but her soft little hands were extremely obedient.

"This...this won't work..."

Chen Yao led her into his courtyard.

Su Ning verbally resisted, but her steps became lighter.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, Chen Yao embraced her slender waist and kissed her cherry lips.

"Hmm~"

Su Ning froze for a moment, then turned into a handful of spring water.

After a long while, the two parted their lips, licking their lips and smacking their tongues, still feeling that they hadn't had enough.

Su Ning glanced at him with her watery eyes: "This isn't right... Not to mention me, Bai Lian will also feel wronged. Besides, if this gets out, you'll be in a very passive position..."

Chen Yao hadn't expected that she was thinking of him all along, so he hugged her tighter: "Sister-in-law, do you know what the hardest thing for me these past few days was?"

When Su Ning heard him start talking about serious matters, she became serious and asked gently yet curiously, "What is it?"

"I miss your kiss. I think about it day and night. I wish I could be kissed by you again."

Su Ning's ears immediately turned bright red. She lightly patted Chen Yao's shoulder and bit her lip, saying, "You rascal, you have to think about all this nonsense in such a dangerous place..."

Chen Yao looked at her: "I can't help it, I miss my sister-in-law!"

Su Ning felt so embarrassed by his intense gaze that she wanted to disappear. She whispered, "You're so glib. You weren't like this before..."

Chen Yao loved her shy yet delighted expression, and leaned in again to savor her lips and tongue.

The two kissed and licked passionately in the courtyard. At the same time, Jiang Mengyang and Jiang Mengmeng transformed into two beams of light, rising straight into the sky along with their rising passion.

Chapter 158 Ambush

Jiang Mengyang, with Jiang Mengmeng in tow, flew to Jinchang City, which was already half destroyed in the war, and landed on the mountain where Jiang Baisha had once stayed.

"There's the scent of great white sharks here."

Jiang Meng sniffed and looked around, but still found nothing.

Jiang Mengyang stood with his hands behind his back on the edge of the cliff for a while, frowning and thinking for a long time: "Let's go to the city and take a look! No matter what, we must bring the golden dragon's statue home."

Jiang Mengmeng nodded emphatically: "Yes."

The great battle in the city was nearing its end. The struggle of mortals and civilians had ultimately failed, and even with the protection of the Golden Dragon's legacy, almost all of them had been killed or wounded.

Jiang Mengyang walked over the corpses scattered on the ground and sighed, "Jinlong still likes to do these pointless things."

Jiang Meng shook his head: "That's how the world is, and one person can't change it. He was able to change his fate because he was special enough. I didn't expect that he still wouldn't understand in the end."

“I don’t see anything wrong with it. Ever since the distinction between mortals and immortals came into being, the world has been clearly divided. Cultivators are high above, controlling all possible pathways, and the vast majority of mortals cannot change their fate even slightly, even after several generations. I don’t like this kind of world.”

Jiang Mengyang strolled along, seemingly unmoved by the desolate city.

“But Third Brother doesn’t dislike it either. If the world changes too much between immortals and mortals, and one can defy fate simply by working hard, then how can aristocratic families like ours be guaranteed anything?”

Jiang Mengmeng hit the nail on the head.

Jiang Mengyang nodded: "That's right. Any individual who controls resources will develop into a power, and among these powers, those based on bloodlines are the most stable and secure. As long as resources are controlled, the powerful families will maintain their control over all pathways. This is true in any era and in any world. Even if these ordinary people manage to seize Jinchang by chance and manage to occupy and hold it, it will just be another batch of new family powers."

The two suddenly stopped in their tracks.

A foul wind stirred up a mist of blood and thick smoke, which gathered from the dilapidated alleyways on all sides, only to be dispersed by the strong wind emanating from Jiang Mengmeng's body.

They faced one of the streaks of blood mist head-on.

A person staggered out from the blood mist.

The man's chest was blown apart, his ribs were shattered, and a blurry mass of flesh could be vaguely seen between the gaps, but his heart was gone.

"Golden Dragon..."

Jiang Meng called out softly.

Jinlong's steps were somewhat stiff, but his face showed indescribable disappointment and sorrow: "Elder, I was wrong..."

Jiang Mengyang's initially wary expression softened. He knew that Jinlong was regretting giving the common people hope indiscriminately and sending them to their deaths in vain.

This is the idea of ​​the Golden Dragon, for only a Golden Dragon would have such a strong sense of compassion for mortals.

"No, dying a swift and decisive death for hope is actually better than living a wretched and pathetic life. Just because the world is not easily changed doesn't mean it's right. In a wrong world, a violent death is better than a wretched life. Their struggle is still meaningful; it will inspire people like you to help more people fight, and it will frighten families like ours, making us hesitant to act. Therefore, our families will try our best to improve the living conditions of ordinary people, making it less likely for them to explode like this."

Jinlong shook his head, even more disappointed: "Is that all?"

Jiang Mengyang nodded: "At least, now that the situation is stable, this is the only way. Jinlong, we are worlds apart from them, no different from cattle and horses."

Jinlong looked at him and paused for a long time: "So, we are no longer human."

"Where did we come from, and how could we possibly go back to the same place?"

Jiang Mengyang walked to Jinlong's side, gently patted his shoulder, and tried to heal his wounds.

A series of sharp, chaotic slashes suddenly erupted from all directions in the alleyways.

Jiang Meng's attention was drawn in, and she used a wind technique to disperse the blood mist.

The blood mist in the alley was blown away, but bursts of blood mist erupted from Jiang Mengyang's body.

He stared in astonishment at the suddenly ferocious golden dragon, at the hands of the golden dragon piercing his chest, and then with a sudden force, the hand that slapped the golden dragon's shoulder shattered half of the golden dragon's body into flesh and blood.

But Jinlong withdrew and retreated, bursting into wild laughter.

"why?"

Jiang Mengyang collapsed to the ground and could not get up.

The dense array of magical artifacts hidden in the alley suddenly stopped, as dense as a tide.

Jiang Mengmeng was overwhelmed and had no time to rescue Jiang Mengyang.

"They're all Nascent Soul cultivators!"

He then realized that this was a trap set for Jiang Mengyang!

After repelling a burst of magical artifact light, he looked at the golden dragon, only to find that the golden dragon's mangled corpse had been tossed aside like a rag. The spot where the golden dragon had stood was now occupied by someone he would never forget in his life.

"Ponso, it's you!"

Ponsor stopped laughing and waved his hand to stop the attack that Pons had laid in ambush.

He glanced at Jiang Mengyang, who was barely breathing on the ground, and said kindly to Jiang Mengtai, "The world has changed. Now, only by uniting the major families to comprehend these techniques can we possibly fight against the unpredictable and treacherous sects outside and gain a foothold in the entanglement of good and evil."

He pointed at Jiang Mengyang, who was covered in blood: "This guy is old and too stubborn. He's not good for either the Jiang family or the Pang family. I'm letting you go today, and I hope you can go back and seriously consider my proposal with Jiang Mengtai."