Jiang Yuechu did not stay in the Imperial City for long.
Since that old Daoist had accepted the task of watching the house, she no longer had any worries.
The Great Tang seemed stable now, but in reality, it was as precarious as a pile of eggs.
Although the Five Immortals Mountain had retreated, there was no guarantee they wouldn't make a comeback.
Furthermore, there was the Sangshu Lineage, which didn't sound like a friendly group.
Time was of the essence.
Jiang Yuechu carried an old man in her hand.
Scarlet Sun Demon Venerable pulled his neck in, letting the wind pour into his mouth, making his old Face tremble wildly.
He didn't dare to make a sound, only barely managing to muster his Demonic Qi to resist a little.
But the speed was simply too fast... The Demonic Qi was blown away as soon as it gathered.
He simply let it be.
He had thought he could enjoy a few days of peace, but who would have expected this calamity to pick him up again right after she returned?
Jiang Yuechu glanced at the Old Flood Dragon in her hand.
Leaving this thing in Chang'an was a pure waste of food.
With a cultivation in the Mountain Gazing Realm, if he faced the Five Immortals Mountain or the Sangshu Lineage, he would be nothing more than a minor distraction.
Moreover, this old thing had a wandering mind; leaving him at home would require someone to watch him.
It was better to keep him by her side.
If they encountered any dangerous Restriction, he would at least be a thick-skinned pathfinder.
Making the best use of everything.
With her other hand, she flipped through the booklet given by the old Daoist.
Beside her.
A boy as beautiful as carved jade stepped through the Void Realm, hands behind his back, flying steadily.
He did have the foundation of the second level of Ascending the Tower, after all.
However, those big, dark eyes would occasionally glance at the girl's Face.
Once or twice would have been fine.
But throughout the journey, this boy's gaze hadn't moved away.
And his expression was strange, carrying a bit of scrutiny and a bit of heat.
Jiang Yuechu closed the booklet and turned her head.
Her gaze was cold as she looked directly at the boy.
"What are you looking at?"
The boy didn't panic and blinked twice.
"Nothing."
Jiang Yuechu frowned slightly.
Along the way, this old ghost in a child's skin had been fishing for her preferences in every word.
If not for the Face of the old Daoist who gave her the book and guarded the city.
She would have slapped him long ago.
"Speak."
The boy shrank his neck and gave a sheepish smile.
"I was thinking... if I could marry you."
Scarlet Sun Demon Venerable's eyes nearly popped out as he listened below.
Good lad!
You've got guts!
You dare say such outrageous things?
Aren't you afraid of being torn apart on the spot by this female calamity?
Jiang Yuechu remained expressionless.
She was neither annoyed nor moved.
She just looked at him as if looking at a fool.
Seeing the girl's reaction.
The boy rubbed his nose dejectedly: "Alright... I was thinking about something a little bit indecent."
"What?"
"You want to know?"
"Speak."
The boy took a deep breath.
His gaze fell upon the girl's thin red lips, and he said seriously: "I want to kiss your mouth."
The wind whistled.
Scarlet Sun Demon Venerable had already closed his eyes, preparing for the impending bloodbath.
However.
The expected rage did not occur.
Jiang Yuechu merely withdrew her gaze indifferently and reopened the booklet in her hand.
"A little bit indecent... I thought it was only to the extent of wanting a hug."
"...Uh."
The boy felt slighted and sighed helplessly.
He shook his head in a world-weary manner.
Then he silently focused his attention ahead.
In the distance, mountains rose and fell like crouching dragons and snakes, disappearing into the vast clouds and mist.
Further west, they would be leaving the territory of Great Tang.
"Looking at this direction..."
The boy turned his head, "Are we going west?"
Jiang Yuechu didn't look up, still flipping through the booklet.
She only gave a faint response.
"Yes."
Wang Ziyu wasn't annoyed either; he reached out and rubbed his smooth chin: "According to the route I took with Master... it's all barren mountains and desolate lands."
"There is only one place that has some significance."
At this point, he paused and said with certainty: "Are you going to find that... Twelve-Colored Cloud Silver?"
Hearing this.
Jiang Yuechu's figure paused slightly.
The streak of light slowed down slightly.
She turned her head, her gaze falling on the boy: "You know about it?"
The booklet only recorded the location and general effects; the specific details were vague.
Seeing the girl finally willing to look him in the eye.
He instantly perked up: "Of course."
"Master and I traveled all the way here. Most of the things in this booklet, I watched him record. Some I even scouted personally."
At this point, he shook his head with quite a bit of pride.
"Regarding the so-called Twelve-Colored Cloud Silver, ancient books say: 'The bright moon shines on the three peaks, and colorful clouds fly across the sky'."
"This substance is neither gold nor silver; it is formed from the essence of Geng-Metal Qi and the Lunar Essence of the Great Yin, accumulated over ten thousand years."
"In a dark room, its color is like snow, a flawless white jade."
"But once it sees sunlight, it undergoes a transformation, manifesting twelve brilliant colored clouds that illuminate the surroundings, beautiful beyond compare."
At this point.
The boy glanced at Jiang Yuechu: "You follow the Yang Mountain path, and the Primordial Spirit nurtured by it is most fierce and overbearing. This Twelve-Colored Cloud Silver is cold and resilient. If you can use it to temper your Primordial Spirit, combining hardness and softness, and harmonizing Yin and Yang... it would be a High Grade material perfectly suited for you."
Jiang Yuechu nodded slightly.
These words were exactly the same as what was recorded in the booklet.
They were even a bit more detailed.
It seemed that bringing along this little pervert who only knew how to look at legs wasn't entirely useless.
Just as she was preparing to speed up her journey.
Wang Ziyu suddenly put away his smile.
"However..."
He dragged out the last word, hesitating.
Jiang Yuechu looked sideways: "However what?"
Wang Ziyu smacked his lips, as if remembering something unpleasant.
"That place... although it has good things."
"How could such a Heaven And Earth Treasure go unnoticed? Earlier, Master and I discovered that someone had already occupied it... and... they are quite troublesome."
Jiang Yuechu frowned slightly.
Troublesome?
This boy seemed young, but he was actually at the second level of the Ascending the Tower realm.
Something even he found troublesome.
Was likely not simple.
Although Jiang Yuechu acted overbearingly, she was not brainless.
Within the Great Tang, relying on being the only Ascending the Tower expert, she could act without restraint.
But now she had left the country.
The world was vast, with crouching tigers and hidden dragons.
She had only just entered the Ascending the Tower realm and might not necessarily come out on top.
Thinking of this.
Jiang Yuechu's expression became more serious.
"Do you know the opponent's strength?"
Wang Ziyu shook his head, then nodded again.
"We were far away and didn't see clearly."
"At the time, Master was in a hurry and didn't want to cause trouble... but they likely won't be weaker than the two of us, at least in the Ascending the Tower realm."
Ascending the Tower... if it really comes down to it.
I can just kill this Old Flood Dragon and burn my Dao Cultivation.
"No matter."
The girl spoke those two words nonchalantly.
Then.
Carrying the half-dead Old Flood Dragon, she turned into a streak of light again, whistling toward the western horizon.
"I think this item should have a better owner."