I Outworked the Entire Cultivation World

After three months, the Lou Family finally completed the transfer with Yuquan Sect, handing over all defense duties of Guan Nanbao to the elders and disciples sent by Yuquan Sect.

The elders of Yuquan Sect clearly wanted to keep the Lou Family, but ultimately, they just sighed heavily and said nothing.

Sitting cross-legged atop the mast on the tower ship heading to Eight Immortals River, Jiang Yuebai watched as low-level disciples of the Lou Family boarded the ship one after another.

Jiang Yuebai’s fondness for the Zhuge Family deepened further; the sects she encountered in the past typically offered benefits to subsidiary families and minor forces only when they needed something, disregarding them otherwise.

Regardless of whether the Zhuge Family aimed to incorporate the Lou Family to enhance their own power or acted out of benevolence and morality, their deeds commanded admiration.

On the journey back to the Zhuge Family, with people on the ship watching over her, Jiang Yuebai felt at ease and leapt down from the mast, planning to go to the quiet room in the ship cabin to ’sleep’ for a while.

Although cultivation in dreams doesn’t increase cultivation, it allows one to familiarize oneself with the process in advance. If the cultivation technique is dangerous and harmful, causing deviation, one can die and revive in the dream, and avoid these mistakes upon waking.

There’s no need, as before, to cautiously try things slowly, wasting time and energy.

With the Dream Demon Thorn there, her cultivation efficiency significantly increased.

Just as she reached the entrance of the ship cabin, Jiang Yuebai spotted Zhuge Ziqian emerging from Moh Baichun’s room. They exchanged glances, and the usually calm Zhuge Ziqian blushed and coughed awkwardly.

Previously, they had mutual affection but hadn’t declared it. They faced danger, then healed together, effectively breaking the ice, and their relationship... progressed swiftly!

"Fellow Daoist Wangshu, I came to... check on Senior Sister Wuchen’s injuries."

Jiang Yuebai teased, "It’s been over three months; even if her head fell off, it’d have regrown by now. Does she still need your care?"

"Ahem~ Anyway, I still want to thank Fellow Daoist Wangshu for the rescue. Once we return to the Zhuge Family, Ziqian will surely express gratitude with a grand gift."

Jiang Yuebai tilted her head and shouted towards Moh Baichun’s room, "Look how proactive he is. When will you repay the debt you owe me, Moh Xinhei!"

The sound of a cup falling and breaking came from the room. Jiang Yuebai smiled and waved to Zhuge Ziqian, heading back into the ship cabin first.

Inside the cabin’s quiet room, Bai Jiuyou, recently dubbed a genius for her public breakthrough to Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer, was biting a pen, sketching her Armored Map.

Seeing her, Jiang Yuebai couldn’t help but remind her, "Don’t let your cultivation rush too quickly, lest you attract too much attention. Beware of being summoned before the Supreme Elder of the Zhuge Family to have your body examined."

Bai Jiuyou raised her ink-stained face, "Am I not doing what you’ve always wanted to do since you were little?"

Jiang Yuebai’s mouth twitched, recalling her youthful days in the Heavenly Interence Sect; if her grandfather hadn’t kept her in check, she’d have probably done what Bai Jiuyou is doing now.

At the same time, she envied Bai Jiuyou a little; with enough hidden strength and encountering such an enlightened family as the Zhuge Family, even if not concealed, major trouble wouldn’t arise.

"Back then, I was young and foolish; you, as a mature woman, should restrain yourself."

Bai Jiuyou pouted, "You’re the mature woman; I’m only eight and a half years old, hmph~"

Jiang Yuebai got goosebumps all over; Bai Jiuyou’s childlike act was becoming increasingly... childish!

"Alright, enough bickering, follow me into the Dream Realm, and let Thorn produce all the parts you need for assembly and validation in the Dream Realm. As long as your recognition of the Armor is detailed enough, Thorn can directly create a giant Armor for you, so you can rampage in the dream without any issues."

Bai Jiuyou’s eyes lit up as she nodded vigorously.

Jiang Yuebai summoned Thorn, and together, they both yawned widely, quickly sprawling over the table, falling into a deep sleep.

One wonders what the people of the Zhuge Family will think upon seeing the ever-busy True Monarch Wangshu suddenly in a perpetual slumber once they’re back...

*

At that time, on Seven Stars River.

An old man with white hair and beard, looking immortal-like, sat cross-legged on a massive rock in the river, wearing a conical hat and a straw raincoat, devoid of immortal spirit qi, resembling a mortal, allowing the misty river spray to soak his clothes.

The old man simply watched the river, observing the carp below jumping upstream only to be repeatedly knocked back.

At this moment, a figure appeared behind him; it was Zhuge Jing, the Supreme Elder of the Zhuge Family.

The old man sensed the presence behind him and, without opening his eyes, greeted nonchalantly.

"What brings the Great Elder Zhuge to seek this humble one?"

Zhuge Jing lifted his robe and sat cross-legged beside the old man, "True Venerable Zhuliu’s leisure life truly incites envy."

True Venerable Zhuliu chuckled, "Ridiculing this humble Daoist, are you? You simply want to say I’m oblivious to the matters in Yunping Mountain, allowing Heavenly Star Sect’s progressively aggressive actions, don’t you?"

Zhuge Jing remained silent, that was precisely his meaning.

True Venerable Zhuliu continued laughing, "I may not intervene, yet see how the situation has resolved now?"

Zhuge Jing frowned, "Without Chenzhou Wanderer suddenly emerging, Yunping Mountain would probably be seized by forces allied with Xiong Family acting unnoticed!"

True Venerable Zhuliu turned to glance at Zhuge Jing, "In worldly matters, there are seldom ’what ifs.’ Brother Zhuge, as a Divinity Transformation Cultivator, why let unoccurred matters trouble you? Aren’t you afraid excessive illusion prevents you from entering the Refining Void Realm?"

Zhuge Jing tightened his grip without words.

True Venerable Zhuliu continued watching the rushing river, "Many worldly matters are preordained by the Heavenly Dao, whether contested or uncontested, the timing will eventually resolve them. Just like today, isn’t Brother Zhuge here to find a way out for Yuquan Sect?"

Zhuge Jing clenched his fist, though he didn’t quite agree with True Venerable Zhuliu’s principles, he couldn’t deny his superior insight into Heavenly Dao Enlightenment and foretelling fortune.

It’s like he’s closer to the Heavenly Dao, able to perceive and discern numerous things, with an open-minded state, naturally attracting fortune.

Such a profound realm, as the Supreme Elder of the Zhuge Family, daily consumed by family chores, Zhuge Jing might never fully comprehend.

Facing the situation, Zhuge Jing had to articulate his intentions.

"I understand that you’re stuck in Divinity Transformation Realm because of the promise to oversee Yuquan Sect. As long as the crisis of Yuquan Sect remains unresolved, you’ll forever be unable to surpass that barrier."

"Now, I have a solution to permanently resolve the problem, if you’re willing to exert some effort for it. From then on, the sky’s the limit, the sea’s extensive, you won’t be stuck in this trivial Seven Stars River."

"A method for achieving multiple ends at once, Brother Zhuge devises cunning schemes!"

True Venerable Zhuliu smirked, his indifference doesn’t mean he knows nothing.

True Venerable Zhuliu stood up, removing his conical hat, and as he did, the clouds over Seven Stars River began to disperse, sunlight bathed the area, the river sparkled, radiating brilliantly.

"The sky is clear, it’s an excellent day for an outing, Brother Zhuge, thanks for your troubles!"

Zhuge Jing stood up, knowing full well True Venerable Zhuliu had accepted, likely having waited for this day.

Zhuge Jing hoped he could resolve all issues without action, like Zhuliu.

Alas, fortune wasn’t something one could merely envy.