Chapter One: Within the Palm of My Hand

tion after rampaging and bloodthirsting.Afterward, they used living demon clans as raw materials to create demonic beasts, thus harvesting a large number of Open Vein Pills.The base color of the openi...On Mount Baixue, the city of Yun Cheng stands tall, a beautiful city on the mountaintop, shrouded in layers of clouds. And the Lingxiao Pavilion, true to its name, is even higher than the clouds.

The Cloud Nation adopts a collegial decision-making system, with leaders of several major domestic forces jointly governing. Their extraordinary powers come from a heavily invested system of devoted cultivators.

As the extraordinary power behind the Cloud Nation, the Lingxiao Pavilion is very mysterious. It rarely interferes with the specific affairs of the Cloud Nation, and it does not widely recruit disciples like other sects.

Everybody knows about the existence of Lingxiao Pavilion, but few have ever been there in person.

At this time, inside the Lingxiao Pavilion, on a cloud platform, several young men and women were chatting and laughing.

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A little girl carved from fine jade, was running past the long cloud corridor on her short legs.

"Oh, An'an!" a gentle-mannered female cultivator called out: "Running errands for the Sect Master again"

“Oh!”

Jiang Anan casually responded with a sound, and continued to run.

"Don't worry." Another little round-faced nun, obviously more lively, walked in front of her, taking her hand: "Come come come, stay with your elder brothers and sisters for a while before leaving... There are good things to eat!"

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"Oh." Jiang An'an said helplessly, "I'm very busy, you know."

"Helplessly," I was led a few steps and then asked, "What's good to eat"

A few young men and women on the platform all laughed.

A white-robed male monk introduced, "Three Fragrant Plum Blossoms, Seven-Colored Lotus Seeds, Eight Treasures Crimson Cloud Cake, and... Roasted Snow Crane!"

Jiang Annan's eyes lit up the more she listened. After hearing everything, she was surprised and opened her mouth wide: "You guys roasted Uncle Ye's snow crane"

"Psst..." The female cultivator holding her hand reminded her in a hushed voice, "Don't be so loud! He raises so many of them, he wouldn't even notice if a few were missing. You have to keep this secret from your siblings."

"Sigh." Jiang An'an sighed again: "Xuehe is so cute."

"But it's delicious too." The white-clad male monk tore off a fragrant snow crane wing and offered it to Jiang An'an: "Try some"

"This wasn't cooked by me, you know." Jiang Anan was very cautious.

"Small man, big ghost." The white-clothed male cultivator rolled his eyes. "You want to roast it, but you have to catch it first. Just eat with confidence."

He patted his chest and said, "Mo Liang brother, you take the responsibility!"

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"Heh heh." This time, Jiang An'an took the snow crane wing: "Qingyu sister said I can open my meridian in a while. After that, I can..." Hmm..."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but take a bite.

Then another bite.

Then another sip...

"Is it delicious" the little round-faced female cultivator beside her asked with a smile.

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"Hmm!" Jiang Anan nodded with a pouted mouth.

"Come." The gentle-mannered nun moved aside and patted the bench. "Sit here and eat slowly."

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Make way in the middle, everyone. Let's all gather around like stars surrounding the moon and seat Xiaonan.

“ Lately, I haven't heard you mention your brother. ” the gentle-mannered nun smiled and asked.

Jiang An'an stopped her incessant chattering, her voice tinged with dejection: "My brother is very busy..."

"Ha ha ha!" Mo Liang teased intentionally, "Didn't your brother want you anymore"

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"Your brother doesn't want you!"

Everyone laughed.

“Why are you so mean to me” Mo Liang feigned grievance: “Don’t you remember who celebrated your birthday for you”

"It's Qingyu elder sister."

"I have a share too, alright I have a share!"

"Well, we all have a share in this!" the round-faced female cultivator chimed in.

Jian Anan bit into the snow crane wing with all her might, saying nothing.

Mo Liang teased again, "Then why didn't he come to your birthday"

“He’s so busy!” Jiang An’an snorted: “My brother wrote me a letter! He said he misses me!”

“Writing a letter Anyone can do that. If you really miss someone, why haven't you gone to see them in so long Maybe he's already forgotten about you and is living his best life!”

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Jiangan An pouted, shoving the half-eaten snow crane wing onto the grill before jumping down from the bench and walking out without a word.

"Hey hey, hey!" The young female cultivator called out several times but couldn't get the little girl to stop. She didn't want to forcefully grab her either, so she turned and glared at Mo Liang: "Can you speak"

“You, you!” the gentle-mannered female monk chided, “Your mouth is too sharp. You even argue with a child.”

"Wrong, wrong." Mo Liang clasped his hands together in apology: "I was just teasing her. I'll go buy some snacks later to coax her. Kids are easy to appease."

The young female monk with a round face wanted to say something more, but she suddenly lowered her head: "Senior Sister..."

"Young master."

All the cultivators on the cloud platform stood up to greet them.

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A graceful and beautiful woman flew down from the clouds, landing before everyone.

"What's wrong I saw AnAn walking away unhappily from afar."

"Senior Sister, you're back from Chiyun Mountain How was your harvest" Mo Liang smiled awkwardly, trying to change the subject. He met Ye Qingyu's faintly indifferent gaze and quickly explained, "I was just teasing her a bit..."

How do you tease

"I said her brother doesn't want her anymore..." Mo Liang's voice trailed off.

“Saying such things, the little girl would definitely secretly cry. Is there something wrong with your brain, Mo Liang!” Ye Qingyu was instantly furious: “Did you get your head smashed in during a duel last week”

Ye Qingyu's angry expression was out of character, but the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion seemed used to it and were not surprised.

"Alas," Mo Liang said with a mournful face, "I just wanted to play a joke and amuse the children..."

"What kind of joke is that Do you think you're very funny" Ye Qingyu glared at him fiercely: "From now on, don't appear in front of An'an!"

“Don’t do that, Senior Sister,” Mo Liang said with a pained voice. “An An is so cute, we all like her very much.”

Then mind your own business!

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“I’ll take good care of it, definitely will,” Ye Qingyu's attitude showed some room for compromise, so Mo Liang immediately followed up shamelessly: “Hee hee, I'm not jealous, am I We spend all day trying to please her, but she doesn't seem close to any of us. She just talks about her brother all the time, what her brother does, how her brother is… hey! What’s so great about her brother anyway”

Wow!

The square-faced monk sitting beside him, who had been silent all this time, secretly admired Mo Liang in his heart. Who said Mo Liang was stupid This move of seeming to practice the Tao but actually hiding his intentions was played so beautifully!

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All the disciples had been secretly speculating about the relationship between the sect leader's daughter and Jiang Annan's brother, but no one dared to ask directly.

Only Mo Liang, this one who can bend and turn enough!

Ye Qingyu was too lazy to argue with him any longer. She waved her hand and was about to leave the cloud platform: "Recently, isn't there a trading caravan that will be returning from the near-sea islands with goods You wait for them to come back and inquire yourself, wouldn't that do"

"Hey." Mo Liang scratched his head. "Who knows who's who in a country as big as Qi"

Ye Qingyu paused for a moment, then said meaningfully: "The needle is in the pouch, but its tip stands out."

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Without stopping, he soon disappeared from sight.

"What's with that 'cone something something' " Mo Liang looked around.

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"Still that gentle nun explained: "A needle put in a pocket, the tip will stick out. A talented person won't be buried forever."

"Who wouldn't be buried" Mo Liang still couldn't figure it out: "Why did she suddenly say that"

All were silent.

Only Xiaoruan's round face was full of sympathy as she looked at him: "Forget it, Molang. You and your senior sister are really not a good match."

The square-faced male cultivator also sighed in his heart, he really overestimated Mo Liang's brain. He had just asked casually before, it was just a lucky guess...

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Linzi, Xiashan Biefu.

“Are you really in such a hurry to go back” Chong Xuan asked.

Jiang Wang nodded. "Your injuries are almost healed, and Chong Xuan is still at the Jixia Academy. Wang Yi'wu can't go back to Linzi now. It's time for me to go back and have a look."

Zhonghuan Sheng thought for a moment, weighing his words: “Although I have the upper hand now, as long as Zhonghuan doesn't appear, the situation is still uncertain. The core strength of the Zhonghuan family remains in my grandfather's hands. You go back now, and I might not be able to offer much…”

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Jiang Wang reached out to stop him, smiling: "This time I'm just going back to see my sister and old friends. I don't plan on doing anything."

Chong Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"However," Jiang Wang said, "before we go back. I still have one thing to do in Linzi."

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