The familiar tent ceiling, the familiar bed, the familiar sounds of ritual prayers, and the accompanying gentle breeze he knew so well.

With a hint of contentment in his heart, Wu Wang looked at the tent he had slept in since childhood, gazed at the precious mineral cores he had collected as toys during his childhood, looked at the two paintings he had idly created before, and saw…

The two clan girls lying on the Young Master's exclusive bed, blushing timidly yet filled with nervousness as they looked at him.

"Young Master…"

Wu Wang turned around sharply, nearly calling out for guards.

But as a faint whizzing sound emerged, a wooden stick drew a perfect parabola, striking Wu Wang's head with a speed that left no room for reaction.

This was followed by the two girls' silly laughter, causing Wu Wang to scowl deeply.

"Suqing!"

Wu Wang called out, casually casting an immobilization spell, and somewhat helplessly lifted the tent flap to go out.

Lin Suqing, who had been bathing, hurried over with her hair still damp. Upon seeing the situation inside the tent, she immediately understood what had happened and began to handle it.

Wu Wang: …

The thing he worried about most still happened.

Now he could no longer use the excuse that he was not yet of age!

The beautiful girls in the clan could no longer suppress their advances toward him!

His leaving the clan years ago to seek the True Scripture was indeed a wise choice; otherwise, he might now have a bunch of kids hopping around everywhere!

The night breeze was gentle, and starlight filled the sky.

Wu Wang looked up and sighed lightly, lamenting the absurdity of this world.

In the background, Lin Suqing sneakily led the two neatly dressed girls out of the tent. Both were blushing, unsure where the courage for their bold action had come from earlier.

If it weren't for his strange ailment! He would have had to show these two girls what cruelty was!

"CHIRP!"

The light and graceful call came from the side; the Blue Bird had already landed on a nearby tent top, greeting Wu Wang.

Wu Wang, feeling a touch embarrassed, said with a smile, "A little mishap. Please excuse it, Senior."

"CHIRP?"

The Blue Bird looked puzzled. After scrutinizing closely for a while and using Divine Thought to listen in on the guards' quiet chuckles, she finally caught on.

This…

They say the Northern Wilderness is rather straightforward, but is it really this direct?

The Blue Bird thought to fly away and find a place to adjust her mood, but she soon realized something.

Being a man who grew up in the Northern Wilderness, how does he view such matters?

This thought surfaced in her heart, and the Blue Bird grew anxious. She wanted to chat more with Wu Wang but found the timing inappropriate whenever she wanted to speak up.

Looking at Wu Wang's eyes, which emanated warmth, she felt a secret sorrow.

Pretending to be an old predecessor is indeed quite tiring.

"CHIRP…"

Wu Wang immediately asked, "What's wrong, Senior?"

Without thinking, she used a hoarse, elderly voice, "Actually…"

"Young Master! Young Master! Please don't be angry, Young Master!"

The booming voice of General Xiong San suddenly came from the side, causing the corners of Wu Wang's mouth to twitch slightly and the Blue Bird to jump a few times before turning her head towards the distance.

General Xiong San hurried over, then slowed his pace. Rubbing his hands together and chuckling, he moved in front of Wu Wang and began winking and raising his eyebrows at him.

"Young Master, I heard you were attacked? Was the assassin caught?"

Wu Wang replied with a smile, "Just two mischievous members of our clan."

"I've already scolded those guards at the door for you," General Xiong San said with a grin. "Don't take it to heart, please don't. Everyone also thinks… you understand."

Understand…

Wu Wang stole a glance at Jingwei and said seriously, "I'm not quite sure what you mean, General Xiong."

"Ah!" Xiong San scratched his head and said softly, "Young Master, I've heard that in the Human Domain, people are more reserved. They like someone but hide it, unable to speak directly.

"Our Northern Wilderness isn't like this at all. We aren't getting married, so what's wrong with having a good time?

"As for the women in our clan, as long as they're not married, which one of them doesn't fancy you, Young Master?

"With your once-in-a-millennium status from the Grand Star Ritual, that's a golden attraction… To quote my daughter, 'Though brawny men abound on the plains, a rare man like you is indeed hard to find.'"

Wu Wang found himself unable to retort.

Xiong San laughed and said, "Young Master, is the Human Domain really that good?"

Wu Wang chuckled, motioning for General Xiong San to take a stroll with him.

The Blue Bird greeted Wu Wang and then flew away with a flap of her wings, leaving a strand of Divine Thought swirling around Wu Wang.

Riding on the night breeze, Wu Wang and Xiong San leisurely walked through the gaps between tents. They saw the lingering bustle and heard laughter and joyous shouts. The exaggeratedly sturdy build of General Xiong San contrasted sharply with Wu Wang's figure.

Wu Wang smiled and said, "To say that the Human Domain is all that great isn't necessarily true. However, the Human Domain has many things we don't have in the Northern Wilderness, which is why I stopped to rest there."

"Young Master, when you're not at home, the elders in the clan all miss you."

In a low voice, Xiong San said, "Isn't our current life good enough? We're without worries or lack, everyone has food to eat and drink to quench their thirst, and it's been a long time since anyone in the clan starved to death. A while ago, a family in the clan living in poverty was discovered; this was only because the working-age men in their family died during a clan-organized hunt. Young Master, did you know?"

"Hmm?"

"In three days, hundreds of families brought them cattle, sheep, and grain. Some even took the family's elderly and children into their own homes to care for them. This all happened before the Priests even said a word; the clan took the initiative."

Wu Wang looked up at the sky and smiled serenely.

General Xiong San was suddenly at a loss for words, fumbling, not knowing how to advise.

Wu Wang said, "When I set off for the Human Domain, I was actually looking for ways to prolong life and attain longevity, to experience different sceneries. But now, I have no choice but to go to the Human Domain. General Xiong San, you are a man of reason and one of the top commanders in our clan. You must feel that our current life, all of it, rests under the protection of the Star God."

"Right," Xiong San echoed, "aren't you a Priest, Young Master?"

"What if, one day, the Star God can no longer be relied upon?" Wu Wang asked.

General Xiong San furrowed his brow in worry.

Wu Wang sighed softly. "General Xiong San, you needn't concern yourself with these things. Just keep the clan happy and safe in the Northern Wilderness. These worries are far removed from everyone else."

Xiong San was silent for a while. The man had a temperament that didn't quite fit his rugged exterior. He mulled over his thoughts and followed Wu Wang for a stroll on the hillside. Before they knew it, they had reached the riverside in the valley.

Xiong San asked, "Young Master, can you now… face the Gods?"

"I guess so."

Wu Wang stretched, a wave of sleepiness urging him to sleep awhile in the breeze.

Unfortunately, the right to deep sleep had been taken from him.

He said, "General Xiong San, you don't need to overthink things, nor feel like I am shouldering too much. Things are mostly going smoothly for me in the Human Domain, and the people I meet are mostly kind-hearted."

Like that rambling old Daoist I met before, who transformed into the conscious mind of the Lord of the Heaven Palace.

Of course, this was something Wu Wang wouldn't say aloud—saying so would only worry everyone.

"In any case, the Human Domain has been pretty good to me."

"That's good to hear," Xiong San sighed. "It's great that you haven't been wronged, Young Master. It's always different being away from home. Could you stay a bit longer this time?"

Wu Wang smiled and said, "Unless it's for three to five years, I'm not planning to return, no matter who calls me."

"That's good, that's really good!" General Xiong San's spirits lifted, and he laughed. "I'll go and tell this news to the Chief!"

"HEY!" Wu Wang grabbed General Xiong San, pulling him down beside him, and said earnestly, "There's something I want to ask... What's wrong with my father? He seemed troubled today."

"Was he?" General Xiong San blinked. "The Chief has been very excited for this past half month."

"Then why…"

"Probably to urge you to have a child?" General Xiong San chuckled, wiggling his eyebrows at Wu Wang.

Wu Wang's mouth twitched slightly as he muttered, "According to Northern Wilderness customs, isn't marrying before one is a hundred and eighty considered too early?"

"You've been away from home for too long," Xiong San laughed. "That must be it... Alright, let me go and sound him out for you."

"Thank you for your trouble, General Xiong San."

"Don't mention it! Why be so formal with me?" With a large wave of his hand, Xiong San strode toward the mountaintop and dashed away.

Seeing this, Wu Wang shook his head slightly. He stood quietly beside the valley, letting his thoughts take flight, soaring through the night sky as if borne by an ethereal wind. After a while, he meandered back to his dwelling.

He opened the tent flap; the bed was very neat.

This made Wu Wang slightly relieved but also a tad regretful.

Stay serious, stay serious.

Wu Wang, not requiring any assistance, casually set up a simple Barrier. Humming a tune, he walked behind the animal skin Screen and began to undo his shirt…

RUSTLE, RUSTLE… SPLASH, SPLASH.

Before long, Wu Wang began to hum a somewhat sentimental tune.

Meanwhile, the Blue Bird, currently residing in Lin Suqing's tent, held up her wings to cover her small eyes, yet never retracted that sliver of Divine Thought.

「Meanwhile…」

In a bustling city on the eastern coast of the Human Domain, several streaks of light descended from the sky, heading straight for the tallest building. This building was also the largest branch of the Human Emperor Pavilion within thousands of miles.

The leader, clad in a green robe and carrying a Longsword on his back, had a chiseled face and eyes that always held a sword's gleam. It was Swordsman Xiao Sword.

His expression was somewhat grave. He landed, and without needing to say much, several middle-aged men and women stepped forward to greet him.

"Where is it?" Xiao Jian Daoist asked coldly.

The people exchanged glances, immediately gestured for him to follow, and hurriedly headed underground within the building.

Passing through numerous Formations and unlocking scores of enchantments, they soon arrived at a vault. Disabling the vault's enchantments was somewhat complicated.

During this brief interlude, one person stepped forward to report to Xiao Jian Daoist, "My lord, the situation has been temporarily contained. Those who are aware have all been gathered in a courtyard, heavily guarded, with no one allowed to approach."

"Hmm," Xiao Jian Daoist nodded slightly. "Good work."

CLICK!

A light sound, and the stone door in front of them slowly opened.

Xiao Jian Daoist strode into the vault, remaining highly alert. The vault was filled with many treasures, serving as the reserve for this branch.

Among the many treasures stood a Stele. It was somewhat damaged, with clear signs of weathering and numerous cracks, engraved with many divinatory symbols. This was a recording method used during the Fu Xi era of the Human Domain. Without a foundation in the art of divination, one would not be able to understand it.

Xiao Jian Daoist frowned and stood silently before the Stele for a while, his fingers constantly calculating.

Soon, his expression changed. He turned to an elderly man accompanying him and asked quietly, "What does it say?"

The few middle-aged men and women nearly stumbled.

An elder stepped forward, examined it closely, and quickly said, "This is a divination hexagram, along with its interpretation. The Dao charm it exudes seems somewhat familiar; it should be related to the Yin Yang Eight Trigrams Dao. Xiao Jian, the content of this hexagram…"

"Just say it."

"The star of calamity emerges from the far north, and the stars of many ministers are in disarray…"

"Enough, that's enough!" Xiao Jian Daoist immediately shouted, his eyes flashing. He walked to the Stele, slowly crouched down, and examined something closely.

Soon, he said, "This Stele is fake. Come and see."

Everyone immediately stepped forward.

Xiao Jian Daoist laughed and said, "Gentlemen, look here. Do you notice a slight misalignment in the patterns on this Stele? Indeed, it has some age to it, and the hexagram inscriptions on it are authentic. The forger must have taken great pains, using an ancient Stele to carve these hexagram inscriptions in an attempt to confuse and spread rumors."

The elderly man said in a low voice, "My lord, the hexagrams at the bottom also mention the Wuwang Palace Lord, saying, 'The Golden Dragon's heart is unintentional, burying all…'"

"It's just trickery unworthy of the stage," Xiao Jian Daoist interrupted, a flourish of Sword Qi from his fingertips chiseling off a corner of the Stele. "Take it to the Heavenly Craft Pavilion. Let them deduce its age, and all will become clear."

"Yes!"

"Keep everything here strictly confidential until the matter is resolved. Not a word is to leak out."

Everyone agreed earnestly.

Xiao Jian Daoist lowered his head to look at the Stele, his eyes flashing.

Who is playing tricks?

Those Military Families or the major Sect powers?

They really went to such extreme lengths, using such despicable tactics, and even took the trouble to have this Stele excavated from the bottom of the southeastern sea… There must be something fishy going on.

"Who unearthed this Stele?"

One person said, "The Liu Family in the Southeastern Region."

"The Liu Family?" Xiao Jian Daoist nodded subconsciously. "There's no need to be overly suspicious of the Liu Family, but have someone keep an eye on them."

"Yes!"

Once again, everyone responded in unison, then hurriedly left to carry out Xiao Jian Daoist's orders.

「In the Northern Wilderness.」

Wu Wang had taken a bath, changed into a loose and soft linen longshirt, and lay back on his meticulously crafted bed, comfortably putting on his 'eye mask'.

Regrettably, he couldn't fall asleep.

He had thought about sending a message to Lin Suqing to come over and serve as a pillow, but after scanning with his Immortal Consciousness, he dismissed this pleasant idea.

Lin Suqing was sitting next to a Magic Treasure lamp, holding a book and flipping through its pages, while the Blue Bird perched on her shoulder, engrossed in reading.

Fairy Ling had also entered seclusion. On the way here, she had been trying hard to suppress her cultivation realm, wanting to spend more time with Wu Wang. After their arrival, she drank a bit at the feast, and her impending breakthrough could no longer be contained. It seemed she was likely to make a significant leap, possibly even bypassing the True Immortal stage to reach the Heavenly Immortal Realm directly upon awakening.

Xiaolan's natural talent is seriously strong.

Wu Wang chuckled silently. With a slight stir in his heart, he delved his Spiritual Mind into the Star God's Great Dao, moving against its current and entering the Star God's body.

His Divine Thought had transferred, but not completely. This was a method Wu Wang had discovered himself: allowing part of his Divine Thought to experience the Star God's sea of memories. When that part became fatigued, he would switch to another. Although the method was somewhat crude and inefficient, for Wu Wang at present, it was still a viable approach.

Within the Star God's memories, there was more than just the life of gods from the distant divine era. These memories offered insights, knowledge, and even revealed the continuous evolution of the Star God's Great Dao, providing Wu Wang with much inspiration for his Enlightenment.

Gradually, Wu Wang became fully engrossed.

Wearing his eye mask, his expression relaxed; to any outsider, he truly seemed to be asleep.

Consequently, the number of guards outside his tent multiplied several times. They secured an area a thousand zhang across, informing the clanspeople not to make loud noises as the Young Master was resting.

In contrast to Wu Wang's 'fake sleep, real cultivation,' the Sleep God, in his temporary tent not far from Wu Wang's, lay on a low bed sewn from animal hides. He was carefully experiencing the benefits this type of bed offered for his sleep.

The ancient God's expression was full of curiosity. He was indifferent to other matters. However, upon arriving somewhere new, he would eagerly explore how such a bed and the local customs could brew different Dream Realms…

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