"Mao Mao, I’m leaving."
The woman lowered her head, chewing on distinct grains of rice, and said softly: "Hmm."
"Before leaving, I’ve already arranged everything. The cultivation resources belonging to will be collected by you from now on. The Third Elder will personally teach you. In addition, I’ve specially applied for a Defense Magic Item from the ancestors, rember to refine it once you establish your Foundation."
"I understand."
"Granny Lin is getting old and might pass away in a few years. By then, you must rember to take good care of yourself in everyday life. As for the servants, you don’t need to pity them, feel free to command them."
"I will take good care of myself."
"Lastly, I’ve thought about your cultivation matters. As long as you work hard and have enough resources, there is a great chance for Foundation Establishnt. But after that, the Elixir Spirit Root will vanish, relying solely on Spirit Consciousness and Sea of Qi will make your cultivation inevitably slower than others. Therefore, I feel you can try switching to the Path of Martial Arts, relying on Body Refinent to reach a higher level. The considerable lifespan provided by Foundation Establishnt should support you to reach the Third Stage of Body Refining."
Zhou Fuqiu spoke while retrieving a thick to from the Storage Bag.
"I don’t delve much into Martial Arts Body Refinent, but I’ve been familiar with Martial Arts Scripture since childhood and acquired a vast amount of Martial Arts Body Refinent knowledge from the clan’s Scripture Pavilion and the ancestors. Everything is recorded here, make sure to read it in your spare ti during cultivation, for future preparation."
Every word, filled with sincere protection and love.
The woman finally lifted her head, her eyes filled with tears.
"Brother, will you not co back in the future?"
Zhou Fuqiu shook his head, displaying a fond smile.
"How could that be? I’m just going to Tian Nan Dao Palace for further studies. Once I gain a foothold there, I will bring you over, then we siblings can cultivate together, and beco disciples of the Tianyuan Daoist Sect."
Zhou Qingyu, with teary eyes, asked: "Then why are you arranging so many things, like handling matters posthumously?"
Zhou Fuqiu was taken aback.
He actually didn’t know.
With the ancestors’ promise, the clan would certainly not mistreat his sister, yet he was still uneasy and made all these arrangents, even considering her path after Foundation Establishnt.
Why is that?
Anxiety in his heart, or confusion about the future?
Zhou Fuqiu subconsciously tried to comfort, "I just want you to..."
"Brother, go to the Dao Palace without worry, I will surely put effort into cultivation!" Zhou Qingyu interrupted him, wiping away her tears, showing a determined expression.
Zhou Fuqiu opened his mouth but finally said nothing.
He had the servants co in to arrange the dining table, then walked with Zhou Qingyu around the Green Water Pavilion into the clan.
Every place they visited brought many childhood mories to mind.
The siblings walked quietly; all Zhou Family mbers they encountered greeted them respectfully.
Until late at night, they returned ho and quietly fell asleep.
One night passed, and at dawn.
Outside the Green Water Pavilion, several silhouettes whispered.
"Let’s go!"
Zhou Yunshen waved his hand, releasing a plain Flying Boat, gesturing Zhou Fuqiu to co aboard.
Zhou Fuqiu turned to look, his sister stood next to the Third Elder, biting her lip, waving her hand.
"Brother, goodbye!"
Third Elder Zhou Shuzhen respectfully saluted, "Wish the ancestor a smooth journey!"
Zhou Yunshen affectionately smiled, once Zhou Fuqiu was aboard, he flicked his sleeve, and the Flying Boat lightly rose to the clouds.
In no ti, vanishing into the vast sea of clouds.
...
Shortly after leaving the Zhou Family, this Flying Boat carrying one elder and one young had suspended by a large river.
Near that river, there was a deep valley, with nurous human figures bustling, and occasionally Glints flying up.
This was Cold River Valley!
Zhou Fuqiu looked puzzled at the ancestor, not understanding why the ancestor brought him here?
Zhou Yunshen didn’t shy away, dispersing Divine Consciousness while calmly saying, "Ever since joining Tianyuan Daoist Sect, my Zhou Family has been cautious, never offending anyone, but also fearing none! Little Cold River Valley Yin Family dared covet the Zhou Family, using such underhanded ans, they deserve appropriate punishnt."
While speaking, he snorted coldly, raising one hand lightly.
In the next mont, the rushing river broke free from its course, directly flooding into Cold River Valley.
Moreover, so of the Demon Beasts within turned their eyes red imdiately and started slaughtering Yin Family mbers.
Blood and madness spread.
Occasionally, powerful Golden Core Cultivators flew out, but strangely couldn’t exert their powers, being killed by vicious Demon Beasts.
Rivers altering, enslaving beings, countless lives disappeared in an instant.
Zhou Fuqiu watched this scene, involuntarily swallowing.
Is this the might of a True Master?
But is this truly right?
Seemingly sensing the young man’s worries, Zhou Yunshen smiled, "Crust movents, river course alterations, demon beast rampages, Yin Family slaughter! Such reasons can be accepted by many."
"But how to deal with the Tian Nan Dao Palace over there?"
Zhou Fuqiu remained puzzled.
He was familiar with literature related to Zhongzhou.
Broad Zhongzhou, led by Tianyuan Daoist Sect, supplented by Twelve Great Houses, Thirty-Six Noble Clans, and Three Thousand Cold Families.
Daoist Palace encourages competition but never allows pointless killings.
Even though Zhongzhou now split into three continents and Heaven and Earth Island, the control power of the Daoist Sect remains.
The Dao Palace on Tian Nan Continent is a banner!
With this banner flying, the competition among various forces below can only be limited to a certain extent.
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