From Family Fisherman to Water Virtue True Immortal

Immortal Realm, Divine Beast Forest.

Seven days high above, distant mountains like ink, wisps of essence qi rise like wolf smoke, the mountains undulate like dragons, lush and verdant, brimming with vibrant life everywhere.

Li Quanqing walks upon this land, following the route in his memory, heading towards the Sixteen Ancient Countries of Canglin, where Human Clan cultivators gather.

According to the memories obtained from the soul search, these ancient countries are located at the edge of the Golden Ancient Plain, ruled by three Divinity Transformation Sects, quite prosperous indeed.

He wants to visit the royal Scripture Pavilions of these ancient countries, searching for insights on Longevity Particles, the Immortal Ascension Pool, and breaking through the Divinity Transformation.

As for the three major sects, he remains too cautious, unwilling to face Divinity Transformation Venerables directly, having his own considerations.

Above, the seven great suns hang in the sky, sunlight brilliant and orderly, yet not scorching, instead nurturing the growth of all things, full of vitality.

Li Quanqing gazes at the nine-layer Heavenly Vault, blurry and indistinct, as if containing countless vistas, bizarre and fantastical.

No one would expect that within live true immortals, overlooking all living beings since ancient times.

He flicks his sleeve, releasing the Silver Moon Heavenly Wolf from the Spiritual Beast Bag, meeting face-to-face for the first time since its confinement.

"Awoo!!"

The silver wolf bares its sharp white fangs, letting out a low and dignified growl from its throat, with its pointed ears standing upright, showing a wary stance, its fur shining brightly.

Although not very large, it is still considered majestic, its every move carrying the unique pride of the wolf clan.

Li Quanqing glares at it, Nascent Soul aura permeating, causing the little wolf to immediately change its posture, showing a clever expression.

It rolls over on the spot, revealing its soft belly, sticking out its tongue, its fluffy tail wagging, eyes showing a submissive attitude, somewhat adorably silly.

Li Quanqing knows well that this little wolf is indeed shrewd; this attitude can be said to be a pretense, afraid of being beaten.

"Lead the way."

He kicks the wolf demon, speaking in the common language of the Human Clan in the Immortal Realm, even with the accent of the Golden Ancient Plain area.

Although he's disguised as a cultivator from Beiming Abyss, the mimicry ability of a Nascent Soul cultivator is exceptionally strong, learning the local accent to integrate into the Cultivation World is quite normal.

"Awoo!"

The Silver Moon Heavenly Wolf nimbly gets up, then crouches on the ground, showing a strong sense of being a mount.

Li Quanqing transmits the map to Lai Country to it, preparing to pay a visit to that pair of siblings.

He plans to copy the Talisman Master's heritage from True Monarch Xuan Ming and deliver it to them, resolving his own causal ties.

The Silver Moon Heavenly Wolf leaps into the air, soaring atop the clouds, its four paws stepping on the void, running swiftly, surrounded by moonlight.

Li Quanqing strokes its smooth fur; this guy still has its wild nature, having never served as a mount before, it's quite bumpy, not very comfortable.

Make do with it.

He rides the wolf, the wind whistling underfoot, crossing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in a Sumeru, truly reaching the Human Clan's residence.

Various towns of different sizes appear on the plains, with many villages still primarily inhabited by mortals, but there's no shortage of Heavenly Martial Artists.

Practicing martial arts, enhancing their vitality, these mortals with enough talent can also rival Qi Refining cultivators.

Li Quanqing does not linger, heading straight for the Great Capital City of Lai Country.

That day, the pair of siblings hailed from a certain Golden Core Royal Mansion, the sister named Xiao Ruxuan, with a Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivation, conferred as County Lord, governing Cuiping County as her fiefdom.

The younger brother named Xiao Rulong, possessing an Earth Spirit Root, was accepted into the Divinity Transformation Level Purple Mist Sect, also quite fortunate, having achieved the status of Inner Sect Disciple.

He does not conceal his Nascent Soul aura, as no one dares to block the Silver Moon Heavenly Wolf along the way, traveling smoothly.

After all, in the entire Lai Country, there's only one Nascent Soul Realm Supreme Emperor, whose strength is quite lacking, ranking at the bottom among the Sixteen Ancient Kingdoms.

"Cuiping County..."

Li Quanqing stands at the cloud's edge, looking down at this ancient city below, predominantly inhabited by cultivators, yet also populated by many martial artists and mortals, quite bustling.

About seventy miles west of the city, an emerald green peak rises from the ground, not very tall, but stretching continuously, lying there like a barrier.

Thus it is called Cuiping, meaning 'Emerald Screen.'

"How is there a Golden Core aura in this city..."

Li Quanqing's divine sense sweeps inch by inch; even though suppressed by the Immortal Realm, it can still cover the entire Cuiping County.

In a Sumeru, he discovers the siblings Xiao Ruxuan and her brother, as well as the unfamiliar Golden Core cultivator, seeing through the past and consequences.

"Coerced, forced into marriage, such a cliché plot; I didn't expect that even Immortal Realm cultivators like to impose their will through power..."

Li Quanqing felt a bit helpless, and it was a perfect opportunity to step in and resolve the karma between them.

He did not hide his form, descending boldly on the silver wolf, his voice resounding through the heavens, shaking the earth:

"I have traveled to this place, the lord of the city, come out to see me..."

Soon, several streams of light shot up into the sky, flying respectfully toward him, including five Foundation Establishment stage and one Golden Core cultivator.

"Cuiping County Lord, Xiao Ruxuan of the Lai Country royal family, pays respects to this True Monarch senior..."

Xiao Ruxuan was draped in palace attire, adorned with beaded treasures, exuding nobility, her features bright and elegant, with an extraordinary regal bearing.

Her phoenix eyes swept over the Silver Moon Heavenly Wolf, and immediately she had some conjectures, and the uneasy feeling in her heart somewhat dissipated.

"You and your brother have some destiny with me, I recently divined that there are waves in your fate, hence I came to meet you, is there anything you wish to say?"

Li Quanqing appeared with the demeanor of a worldly master, his demeanor ethereal, his words enigmatic, making it hard for others to fathom.

In truth, before coming here, he indeed performed a divination, and it was extremely auspicious.

"Senior..."

A trace of joy flashed across Xiao Ruxuan's delicate face, her red lips slightly parted, just about to explain the cause and effect when unexpectedly someone interrupted her.

"Senior, I am a steward of the Wanchuan Sect, under the tutelage of True Monarch Yun Meng..."

Beside her, the only Golden Core cultivator spoke, neither servile nor overbearing, revealing his background.

He was a middle-aged man with an imposing appearance, looking in his forties or fifties, wearing a water-blue Daoist robe embroidered with a pattern of rivers converging into the sea, white waves surging, his bearing indicating he had long held a high position.

The Wanchuan Sect is also one of the three Divinity Transformation Sects, moreover, it is the direct superior of the Lai Country royal family.

Li Quanqing was unmoved, having already scanned with his divine sense and used the Turtle Rune Spirit Divination, he had discerned the cause and effect.

On that day, after he performed a soul search on Xiao Ruxuan and her brother, they did not give up upon awakening and continued to explore the Xuanning True Monarch ruins in the Divine Beast Forest, but naturally, they found nothing.

Coincidentally, due to the riot of the Fourth Rank demons within the Divine Beast Forest, the Lai Country royal family reported to the Wanchuan Sect, dispatching a Nascent Soul True Monarch for inspection.

The Golden Core cultivator in front of him was one of the accompanying stewards, and the few Foundation Establishment young men nearby were his blood descendants and disciples.

The story was quite cliché, during their expedition in the Divine Beast Forest, they encountered the Xiao siblings, and with ulterior motives, continued entangling with them all the way to Cuiping County City.

Xiao Ruxuan was also very helpless, and had to bring up her identity as a member of the Lai Country royal family, and both sides have been pulling each other until now, seemingly about to be forced into marriage.

After all, she was merely a branch of the royal family and was powerless in the face of a powerful Divinity Transformation Sect.

"True Monarch Yun Meng... then please invite this fellow Daoist of the Wanchuan Sect to have a talk."

Li Quanqing looked at the proud Golden Core cultivator before him and suddenly uttered these words, indifferent to the other's status.

In fact, this was Li Quanqing's true purpose, to make the acquaintance of the Nascent Soul True Monarch of the Divinity Transformation Sect, and then to visit the Lai Country royal family and borrow the Scripture Pavilion.

The expression on the middle-aged man's face stiffened, although he claimed to be apprenticed to a Nascent Soul cultivator, he was merely a registered disciple.

It would be daunting to disturb the revered True Monarch Yun Meng, and considering the shameful matter of forced marriage, he would likely face reprimand.

However, in the face of the imposing gaze of a Nascent Soul cultivator, he could only grit his teeth and crush an ancient jade.

Li Quanqing calmly withdrew his gaze, neither rushing nor urging, waiting without haste.

About half an hour later, a stream of light flew in from the horizon, a powerful pressure pervaded, clearly heading from the Lai Country Imperial City.

As the light dissipated, it revealed a woman in her early thirties, dressed simply, her eyes lively, her long black hair held up by a lotus hairpin carved of Ice Jade.

Her demeanor was graceful and composed, her temperament gentle like water, with a dreamy and enchanting aura that made one entranced.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Yun Meng..."

Li Quanqing took the initiative to step forward, revealing a kind smile, expressing his goodwill.

Immortal Yun Meng was taken aback, initially thinking her disciple had encountered an enemy, but now it seemed this was not the case.

"I don't know which fellow Daoist you are..."

Her attitude was not high-minded, but rather amiable, without the arrogance of a Divinity Transformation Sect.

After all, facing a strong person of the same realm required considerable caution.

Li Quanqing smiled slightly, releasing a trace of divine sense, instantly conveying the cause and effect to her.

Visibly, Immortal Yun Meng frowned, her expression turning somewhat grim.