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Qing State, Sacred Grounds of Yaochi.

The Pure Land of Yaochi, enshrouded in mist, with picturesque scenery, was like a fairytale land.

Hongmeng followed Nangong Mengyao, proceeding unimpeded all the way to Yaochi.

What met his eyes was the sheer magnificence and beauty of Yaochi—holy mountains towered majestically, their ethereal peaks reaching for the heavens. It was as if he had stepped into the Immortal Realm itself, a place where one could easily become lost and entranced.

Divine springs flowed from rock formations, spiritual herbs clung to cliff faces, and auspicious beasts lurked in the mountains. The air thrummed not only with immortal energy but also with an abundance of wondrous sights, all dazzling and diverse.

Hongmeng surveyed his surroundings. It was indeed worthy of its reputation as one of the most famous sacred lands in the Eastern Xuan Region. Spiritual energy hung like mist, dragon energy coiled and eddied, and noble purple qi permeated the air. Myriads of rosy clouds and canopy-like fairy fog morphed into the shapes of great dragons.

Nangong Mengyao glided gracefully ahead, leading the way.

A light veil concealed her face, lending her an aura of purity, like that of a banished immortal. Her dark, lustrous hair flowed and danced with her movements. Her fairy-like skin and jade-like body glowed as brightly as the divine moon. Her long gown swept the ground, outlining the exquisite, undulating curves of her graceful figure as she stood tall and elegant.

At this moment, her celestial beauty was not fully revealed, her jade-like features half-hidden, which only served to amplify her boundless charm, drawing sighs of admiration. To think that in this vast Great Qian World, amidst these countless mortal coils, such a captivating woman exists!

She truly is the woman destined for the protagonist of this world! Hongmeng mused, a delicate, intoxicating fragrance wafting to his nostrils, compelling him to take a deep breath.

"Brother Hongmeng, what do you think? This place isn't too bad, is it?"

Hongmeng's subtle movement did not escape Nangong Mengyao's notice. She smiled tenderly, her voice laced with a hint of secret joy and sweetness as she spoke with pride.

"The Holy Boundary of Yaochi is like a paradise on earth. Of course, it's wonderful!"

Hongmeng nodded slightly and followed Nangong Mengyao into the inner sanctum of Yaochi.

As far as the eye could see, palaces and pavilions rose from the earth. Yet, they were not overwhelmingly imposing; instead, they exuded an air of nimbleness and serenity, blending seamlessly with the surrounding heavens and earth while retaining a touch of otherworldly transcendence.

Endless clouds and mist wove through the landscape like jade belts, giving the impression of celestial palaces floating among them.

The cliffs teemed with lush grasses and herbs, all immortal plants and spiritual materials, dyeing the rock faces a vibrant, life-filled green. Silver waterfalls cascaded from the cliffs, their thunderous roar echoing as the mist they generated billowed towards the sky. Countless Immortal Springs seemed to breathe in the spiritual energy of the sun and moon, transforming it into spring water, thereby concentrating the spiritual energy of millions of miles.

Gazing into the distance, one could only perceive radiant light shooting in all directions and auspicious colors bursting forth. Immortal cranes danced and chirped melodiously, while various spirit beasts leaped among the cliffs. It truly resembled a corner of the Immortal Realm.

Amidst the mist-laden expanse of Yaochi, lovely and graceful Yaochi disciples could be seen. Some were practicing secret techniques and divine skills, others were absorbing spiritual energy for their cultivation, while some played zithers and discussed the Dao, or sang with clear, resonant voices.

Everything was natural and harmonious.

Very nice, Hongmeng inwardly approved. It seemed this trip was not in vain. Laying low here was far more comfortable than laying low in the desolate, uninhabited void of space.

"Sacred Girl, you've returned."

One after another, the female disciples of Yaochi, as beautiful as orchids, passed by, offering a slight curtsy and greeting Nangong Mengyao, their eyes stealing glances at Hongmeng. Their Sacred Girl actually brought a man back with her! they thought. This man looks quite handsome. It's just that his cultivation level is a bit weak.

Hongmeng, in turn, observed these female disciples. They smiled charmingly, their voices as delightful as larks, their eyes crinkling with amusement. Other female disciples of Yaochi passing by also curtsied slightly, their eyes smiling.

"Mm," Nangong Mengyao acknowledged with a slight nod, continuing deeper into Yaochi with Hongmeng.

"Who is that young master? He's so handsome, so distinguished! Apart from his weak cultivation, he's practically perfect!"

"What does weak cultivation matter? He seems young. Since he's the Sacred Girl's friend, maybe he's about the same age as her!"

"They say the Sacred Girl is only eighteen!"

"If that young master is also eighteen, then he truly is a prodigious youth!"

Groups of female disciples gathered, gazing at Hongmeng's retreating figure, their faces flushed, their voices a mix of shy giggles and animated discussion.

An eighteen-year-old True God or True Immortal would, even in their Yaochi, and indeed across the entire Eastern Xuan Region, be considered a true prodigy. Nangong Mengyao's peak Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation level, however, was a special case. Of course, there were also other exceptions—some were born as gods or immortals. These individuals typically possessed exceptionally rare physiques. Moreover, with incredibly powerful parents, they were essentially born with golden keys in their mouths, making them simply incomparable.

"Mengyao, I was wondering why you rushed out. So, you went to find your little man!"

A voice, seductive to the extreme, drifted over, like a spring stream trickling through the heart, causing Hongmeng's spirit to stir. He looked up.

A voluptuous woman with a truly breathtaking figure approached, her long, perfectly shaped legs carrying her with an elegant gait. Her beautiful, curvaceous body seemed like a masterpiece meticulously sculpted by the heavens themselves. She moved with a light, airy grace, like a willow swaying in the breeze, exuding charm and allure from every pore. Her smile was captivating, her hair glossy black, her skin as white and smooth as jade. Her eyes were bewitching, and her vibrant red lips were incredibly sensual. She possessed a beauty capable of toppling nations and bewitching all living beings.

Are there such enchantresses in Yaochi? Hongmeng was momentarily stunned. He had imagined the immortals in Yaochi to be ethereal and infinitely pure, not expecting to encounter such a stunningly seductive presence.

"Little brother, you certainly have your charms. No wonder you've completely stolen Mengyao's heart!"

A fragrant breeze washed over Hongmeng as the alluring woman stopped before him. Her tall, voluptuous figure showcased a woman's mature and imposing beauty. Every gesture, every frown, every smile was intoxicating, her allure seemingly innate.

"Elder Sister," Nangong Mengyao said, "this is my cousin, Hongmeng."

"Brother Hongmeng, this is my Elder Sister, Ji Hongxia."

"Greetings, Fairy Red Rosy Clouds!" Hongmeng replied with a faint smile. This woman was powerful, likely with one foot already in the Daluo Golden Immortal realm. As the Elder Sister of the Sacred Grounds of Yaochi, this cultivation level was quite normal.

"Call me 'sister'," Ji Hongxia purred, leaning forward. Her ample bosom seemed to surge like tumultuous waves, her enchanting eyes fixed on Hongmeng's, her breath as fragrant as orchids. It was almost too much to bear.

A 'sworn' sister, perhaps? Hongmeng thought wryly, but aloud he said, "Sister Red Rosy Clouds."

"Such a sweet talker, little brother. Here, this token is for you."

Ji Hongxia retrieved an exquisite silver token from her bodice and handed it to Hongmeng. It still carried a trace of warmth and the intoxicating, alluring scent of a woman.

She really is an enchantress! Hongmeng cursed inwardly, yet his face beamed with a warm smile as he said, "Thank you, Sister Red Rosy Clouds."

Hongmeng could tell this token was likely some sort of access pass. With it, he could move freely in many areas within the Sacred Grounds of Yaochi, which would be very convenient.

"You two go on ahead!" Ji Hongxia flashed a bewitching smile, then turned and swayed away, her curvaceous, graceful figure a sight to behold. That stunning rear silhouette, those perfectly rounded hips—it was enough to make one's blood boil, igniting a desire for a much... deeper exchange.

"Brother Hongmeng, Elder Sister is already far away!" Nangong Mengyao gently tugged his arm.

"I was just admiring the scenery!" Hongmeng said with a perfectly straight face, fiddling with the token.

Nangong Mengyao rolled her eyes at him. Looking at the token in his hand, she said, "This is our Yaochi VIP Token. With it, you can go to most places in Yaochi, except for a few forbidden areas and important heritage sites."

Explaining as they went, Nangong Mengyao led Hongmeng to his assigned residence—the Zizhu Residence.

The Zizhu Residence was remarkably serene and elegant. The dwelling was nestled within a grove of purple bamboo, beside a small, clear lake, creating an atmosphere of peace and tranquility. The purple bamboo stalks were like jade, each segment translucent and crystalline. Spiritual medicines grew sparsely within the grove; one might occasionally spot a few, and upon closer inspection, find they were several hundred years old, with some ancient herbs even exceeding a thousand years in age.

After settling him into his lodgings, Nangong Mengyao took Hongmeng on a tour of the Sacred Grounds of Yaochi, an eye-opening experience for him. The Sacred Grounds of Yaochi were not exclusively populated by female disciples, though male disciples were significantly fewer, a clear case of Yin predominating over Yang.

This tour also served to inform many disciples of Yaochi that a man named Hongmeng, said to be the Sacred Girl's cousin, had arrived.

Fortunately, their tour was uneventful, with no cliché troublemakers appearing, much to Hongmeng's satisfaction. The atmosphere in Yaochi was pleasant; the young women here had lovely voices and were beautiful. Staying here temporarily isn't bad at all, Hongmeng thought.

As for freeloading? Isn't freeloading great? Being able to do so is a skill in itself!

Back at the Zizhu Residence, Hongmeng carefully inspected his new dwelling. It was protected by a Lord God Level (Taiyi Golden Immortal) formation, preventing unauthorized entry and shielding it from external probes without the owner's consent. Of course, these were just basic protective measures. Cultivators valued their privacy above all, especially since everyone had secrets. In a major power like the Sacred Grounds of Yaochi, all disciples' residences were protected by formations; the only difference lay in the strength of those formations.

Hongmeng refined the existing formation. Then, using the four Innate Spirit Treasures he had obtained from the Fengyun World—the Frost Spirit Pearl, White Dew, Black Chill, and Meng Bowl—as the foundation, he set up his own array within it: the Four Symbols Sealing Heaven Array.

Once the Four Symbols Sealing Heaven Array was active, not even a God King or Daluo Golden Immortal would find it easy to spy on him.

「In the following days」

Hongmeng maintained a low profile, spending his days in the Book Pavilion of the Sacred Grounds of Yaochi, absorbing information about the situation on the Eternal Continent. The Book Pavilion didn't house precious scriptures or legacies, but its collection was vast, covering myriad subjects like geography, local histories, cultural essays—it had practically everything.

And this was precisely what Hongmeng needed most. He immersed himself in the Book Pavilion, utterly engrossed. His horizons broadened and his understanding deepened with each passing day, making him feel the trip was thoroughly worthwhile.

Indeed. Laying low is one thing, but one can't achieve much by working in isolation.

While Hongmeng greedily absorbed knowledge to improve himself, his believers in the various worlds were not idle; they were all diligently spreading his teachings.

「Naruto World.」

After leaving Mount Myoboku, Jiraiya engaged in deep discussions with the members of the group chat, feeling profoundly inspired and enlightened. To end the rampant warfare, one had to unify the world, establish an entirely new system, and strive to develop productive forces. After his interactions with the group members, these tasks no longer seemed daunting. The group members hailed from different worlds, offering countless civilizations and experiences to draw upon.

Therefore, what he needed to do was unify the world. But unification required manpower and strength.

The era he lived in was strikingly similar to Ying Zheng's Warring States period, with various nations vying for supremacy amidst widespread chaos. However, Ying Zheng, wielding faith in the God of Hongmeng as his sword, found the Qin Kingdom united, its people sharing a single resolve. Wherever their blades pointed, they were invincible. Under the glory of the God of Hongmeng, even the Hundreds of Schools and the Six Kingdoms had surrendered without a fight.

Under the glory of my God, this war-torn world will surely be unified in peace, Jiraiya thought, his eyes gleaming with fervent anticipation, his fighting spirit soaring. He led the three orphans from the Rain Hidden Village swiftly back to the Leaf Village, ready to make a big splash.