I Have A Qi Fortune Altar

Although two of the ten immortal sects have long secluded themselves, they have not vanished.

The other great immortal sects are also quite formidable, holding tremendous power across the world, all of which are hidden dangers left since the founding of the Great Jin.

Now they are like dragons with long unwieldy tails.

Chen Yuan naturally understood what Wei Jinfeng meant by 'great matter' and humbly sought much advice.

Compared to his own growth to this point in just a few years, Wei Jinfeng has lived for more than two hundred years, and his experience and methods are not simple at all.

Otherwise, the court would not be so apprehensive.

After spending half a day at the Beiliang Royal Mansion, Chen Yuan accompanied Wei Jinfeng for one last meal before saying farewell, with Wei Wuque seeing him off to the gate.

"Brother Chen, take care!"

Wei Wuque knew that Chen Yuan intended to leave today and would not linger long. With this parting, who knows when they would meet again.

"Take care."

Chen Yuan clasped his hands with a gentle smile.

"The beauties I arranged for Brother Chen earlier are still in the mansion, why not take them with you?" Wei Wuque suddenly smiled.

"Keep them for yourself, Brother Wei."

Chen Yuan laughed heartily, turned, and left.

Watching Chen Yuan's gradually distant figure, Wei Wuque shook his head with a smile:

"Brother Chen, you truly can restrain yourself, so noble and impressive....."

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After bidding farewell to Wei Jinfeng and his son, Chen Yuan did not immediately depart. He remained at the Heavenly Patrol Bureau for a while and met with Feng Jiuying before discreetly leaving Liangzhou City.

In truth, with his reputation, if news of his departure spread, the scene of thousands sending him off would inevitably reoccur, but he felt that would be excessive.

It had already happened several times before, and his reputation was already high; there was no need to repeat it.

Discreetly arriving for his post in Liangzhou, discreetly departing—it was just right.

This departure laid a solid foundation for Chen Yuan in the north, and the ambition he had long suppressed in his heart would gradually begin to prepare in the coming time.

When the Northern Barbarians invaded before, Chen Yuan could have left, allowing the iron hooves of their army to trample over Liangzhou. In doing so, if not for the whole world, the north would certainly be thrown into chaos.

But that did not align with his interests.

With mere Core Realm cultivation, even if the world were in chaos, what benefit could he gain?

Moreover, most importantly, the chaos in the Central Plains was a matter for the people of the Central Plains themselves; he introspected and realized he couldn't just watch as foreign invaders ravaged the land.

Having come to the Central Plains, he considered himself one of them.

This world, which was both similar and dissimilar to ancient times from his previous life, still gave him a substantial sense of belonging.

Of course, there was another reason.

That was, Chen Yuan hoped that when the world plunged into chaos, it would be he who opened the curtain!

Only when everything was within his grasp could he truly rejoice.

Above the skies of Liangzhou City.

The figure of Wei Jinfeng slowly materialized, gazing towards the south, the direction in which Chen Yuan departed. After a moment, he suddenly said softly, "Show yourself."

As his words just fell, the space fifty zhang northeast suddenly twisted, and Xiang Lingtian, wrapped in a black martial robe, slowly appeared.

He looked at Wei Jinfeng and said:

"How did you know I would come?"

"He is your son, about to leave. Wouldn't you show up?"

"Interesting."

"I suppose you also appeared in Liangzhou City earlier when Chen Yuan was on the brink of death?"

Wei Jinfeng turned his head to look at him and asked.

"Does it matter?"

Xiang Qianqiu countered.

"Of course it matters. I thought you would have shown up during the great battle in Liangzhou City." Wei Jinfeng squinted, as he had factored Xiang Qianqiu into his calculations.

But even under those circumstances, he remained composed, watching Chen Yuan suffer backlash.

That made him wonder if Chen Yuan was truly Xiang Qianqiu's son?

A tiger won't eat its cubs, yet he was unmoved.

"I cannot appear, nor will I appear. Life and death are determined by destiny. If he dies, it just means he is useless." Xiang Qianqiu's gaze was calm, as if he was not talking about his son.

Just an irrelevant passerby.

"What if he doesn't die then?"

"Then he will be qualified to become my pawn."

"Heh, Xiang Qianqiu, you are too arrogant. With his talent, it won't take many years for him to catch up to you. By then, perhaps with his character, he really will kill you."

Wei Jinfeng said solemnly.

"As long as he has the strength to do so, kill if he must. In the face of profit, what does father and son mean?" Xiang Qianqiu revealed his cold side.

"Heh heh...."

Wei Jinfeng merely chuckled twice.

"I heard you bear an Origin Dao Injury, with no hope of reaching the Six Realms in this life. How does it feel?"

Xiang Qianqiu looked at him and chuckled softly.

"The feeling is quite good."

"As expected of the renowned King of Beiliang, your arrogance remains. Very well, I have something that can heal your wounds."

Xiang Qianqiu suddenly switched topics.

"What's the price?"

Even a person's own son's life didn't matter to him; Wei Jinfeng didn't believe he was so kind-hearted.

"From now on, follow my orders, return under the Great Chu's command, and in the future, once the grand matter is settled, you will still be the King of Beiliang, guarding Liangzhou against the Northern Barbarians for me, how about that?"

"What do you think?"

"I think it's quite good. With your talent, the future may still hold a chance for you to glimpse the supreme Six Realms, achieve the Dao, become immortal, and enjoy a thousand years of longevity. Why be confined by trivial matters."

"It is indeed a good proposal, but... I refuse. I can't trust someone like you."