ing spirit and choose to support Fangyu from the rear."Bang!"When silence fell upon the great hall, the colossal figure before them suddenly flared with an even more intense radiance.Upon the twelve m...Fan Yu glanced at Hua Yan, whose attitude was extremely domineering, and asked, "Hua Yan, I really want to know, which family do you come from"

"You'll find out later. I don't want to tell you everything at once," Hua Yan smiled softly, "We need to get to know each other slowly."

Fang Yu remained silent.

One person continues to walk forward.

Two hours later, they arrived at Xiaoyang Lake area.

What's called Xiaoyang Lake is actually not small, but a large lake!

The lake water was a vibrant green, yet it wasn't murky. The surface remained as smooth as a mirror, clearly reflecting the figures of those standing by.

Hua Yan flew eastward from the east side of Xiaoyang Lake with Fang Yu.

This is the same map as the one provided by Wanzao Pavilion.

"Shui Rong World Family is indeed located on the east side of Xiaoyang Lake."

All the way forward, Fang Yu kept observing the situation on Xiaoyang Lake.

Xiaoyang Lake is large, but many pavilions of different sizes have been built on its surface.

But in most pavilions, crowds stood.

"Sir!"

As they drew ever closer to the Shui Rong World, the group of subordinates behind them finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Are we really going to Shui Rong World" an underling asked.

"Yes." Huayan turned her head, saying coldly.

"But our identities aren't suitable for public appearances…" said one of the subordinates.

Huayin nodded and said, "I know, so later you can scatter and return first."

Upon hearing this, the faces of all his subordinates turned pale.

"Sir, how can we leave your side What if..." A subordinate said in horror.

"It's nothing, just a small lake. No one here can hold me back." Hua Yan said coldly.

Upon hearing this, though the subordinates still looked worried, none of them spoke up again.

Walked for another ten minutes.

At this point, a variety of buildings could be clearly seen.

They have clearly entered a place where people are gathering.

"You may all disperse." Hua Yan halted in mid-air, addressing the numerous figures trailing behind her.

"Yes!"

This group of subordinates bowed to Hua Yan.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh…"

And then they transformed into streaks of black, disappearing.

Now, only Huayan, Fangyu and Chenye are left.

"This is the Upper District. The Shui Rong Family should be somewhere in the Upper District." Hua Yan said.

Fang Yu nodded.

The Yin Yang Great Clan apparently does not have cities, so there are no city walls visible.

Whether or not you've reached a densely populated area can be determined simply by observing the buildings on the ground.

"Whoosh!"

Three people descended from the sky and landed on the sidewalk.

"Whoosh!"

Hua Yan waved her right hand forward, and the black armor she had been wearing transformed into a long robe.

A head of dark red hair falls to her shoulders.

While she was different from when she wore armor, she still gave off an aura of icy distance.

But her peerless beauty still drew the attention of many around her.

Fang Yu took out the map provided by Wanda Pavilion, and the Shui Rong family was clearly marked on it.

"We should be at this location now. So, Shui Rong World is just… a few streets away from us." Fang Yu said.

"Well, let's just go ahead then." Hua Yan said.

Three people walked along the street, heading towards Shui Rong's house.

On the road, you can see many ordinary people without cultivation, but more are cultivators.

The biggest difference between here and the southern borderlands is that the cultivators here basically all wear cloaks on their left shoulders, and their clothing also has some armor pieces.

"Why do the cultivators of the Yin-Yang Grand Clan all have capes on their shoulders" Fang Yu asked.

"This is an important object that marks their origins," Hua Yan whispered softly. "Under the cloak, lies the mark or name of their family."

"Oh Why would you do that" Fang Yu asked curiously.

"These are the rules established by the great Yin-Yang Sovereign and have been in use ever since. As for their purpose... I can't say for sure," Hua Yan replied.

In their conversation, the three quickly walked around several streets and arrived at a grand mansion.

Above the gate of Dafu's residence, there hung a grand plaque bearing the inscription "Water Melts, Family Flourishes"!

"Are you really going to get involved in this I advise against it," Fang Yu said, "Actually, my identity…"

"I said, I don't care about your past," Hua Yan interrupted Fang Yu again, her tone forceful. "Right now... I'm just going to help you. You can refuse, but I'm still going to do it."

"Well."

Fang Yu didn't say anything more.

Anyway, if he really gets into a fight with the Shui Rong family, his identity will be exposed.

When Hua Yan learned that he was the successor of Huazhimen, the head of the renowned Feather Sect in Nanjiang, all questions were answered.

By then, Hua Yan shouldn't still be forcibly linking him with Lin Mao, right

Three people walked to the front door of Shui Rong's house.

Two guards stood on either side of the gate.

Their cloaks, on their shoulders, were all deep red.

Before the three men even got close, four guards simultaneously raised their left hands and spoke in unison.

"My name is Fang Yu, I'm here to retrieve the Poshan Seal. Please inform them of my arrival." Fang Yu said openly to the four guards.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the four guards changed.

They are too low level to even know what that is!

Judging from Fang Yu's attitude, he doesn't seem like a good person!

Especially the man and woman standing beside Fang Yu, their auras were both powerful.

“Today, the Xiaoyang Lake ancestral rites are being held. The head of the family took all our core members to pay their respects!” The guard, trying his best to remain composed, announced loudly.

Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and released his divine sense.

Indeed, while there are many cultivators within the Shui Rong Family, their cultivation bases aren't particularly powerful.

Obviously, their core members are all absent from home.

"Where are they" Fangyu asked.

"Why do I have to tell you who you are!" the guard roared.

"Whoosh!"

But just the next second, a bone-chilling aura erupted.

Four guards were suspended in mid-air, frost appearing on their skin and spreading rapidly.

"Ah..."

Four guards screamed in terror.

"Where are they" Huayin took a step forward, her stunning face etched only with cold killing intent.

"Little Yang Lake, Drunk Heart Pavilion, the ceremony to worship the gods will be held there... Don't kill me..." A guard cried out.

"Click click click..."

A cold wave spread rapidly, threatening to engulf them.

"Zui Xin Ting, let's go, Xiaoyu."

Hua Yan turned her body and smiled gently at Fang Yu.

"Poof poof poof..."

At this moment, the four guards from behind fell to the ground, still screaming, but the frost on them had stopped spreading.

Three people turned and left the Shui Rong Mansion, heading towards Zui Xin Ting.

……

At this moment, on the east side of Xiaoyang Lake, at Zui Xīn Pavilion.

The pavilion was very large, but it was packed with people, with at least five or six thousand.

Judging by their garments and the cloaks upon their shoulders, these individuals hail from hundreds of distinct houses.

Before the Zui Xin Pavilion, there is an altar suspended in mid-air.

This altar is surrounded by six rhombus-shaped stone tablets that rotate. The center radiates an orange glow, and within it, a tiny divine shadow can be faintly seen.

Four priests stood around the altar, all bowing their heads and chanting grey incantations.

And those from prominent families who came to the Drunkard's Pavilion all bowed their heads, looking devout.

"May the Moon Goddess bless and protect our Shui Rong family, may we prosper and flourish forever..."

At the very front of Drunkard's Pavilion, a group of monks in crimson robes stood silently making wishes.peared, intending to take all three divine pattern leaves.This is actually robbery, but the other party are the noble Saint-Mark clan born with high status, who dares to refuseJust when all the cultiv...