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But when she arrived at Su Jingzhen’s courtyard and saw him, Elder Mu gave him a distant greeting before stepping out and disappearing.

He wouldn’t appear directly beside Feng Qingya unless absolutely necessary, he would only silently protect her.

“Regarding the Luo River Yan Clan, Qingya has indeed found some information. Perhaps some accompanying news will interest Master Su.”

Feng Qingya walked in and sat beside Su Jingzhen.

Her tone was even somewhat grave.

Su Jingzhen raised an eyebrow, before Feng Qingya could elaborate, she continued, “If Master Su wants to better understand the Luo River Yan Clan, then he should first understand the geography of Qingzhou.

The area of our cultivation world can be summed up in two words: endless!

Qingzhou, which seems quite large, is merely a drop in the ocean compared to the endless cultivation world.”

Feng Qingya’s eyes held a hint of both contemplation and endless yearning.

Born into the cultivation world, who wouldn’t hope to one day reach the pinnacle? Which cultivator wouldn’t aspire to break through to the next realm?

Of course, Su Jingzhen knew all of this.

Feng Qingya continued, “Adjacent to Qingzhou are the barren states of Chizhou and Mingzhou.

However, the cultivation levels of the cultivators in these states are not much different from those in Qingzhou.

They all belong to the fringes of the cultivation world, or the barbaric domain. So even though countless years have passed and these states have had friction with each other, it has mostly been minor skirmishes.

The endless cultivation world is composed of countless such states.

In the center of each major state lies the only holy land of the cultivation world, Zhongzhou!

Near Zhongzhou, there are dozens of powerful cultivator civilizations.

Our Qingzhou belongs to the Luo River cultivation system!”

“The source of the Luo River is unknown, but it eventually flows into Zhongzhou.

Countless powerful forces have been nurtured on its banks. Legend has it that the original Luo River was formed entirely from condensed spiritual energy, and it is also one of the areas with the most abundant spiritual energy in the entire cultivation world.

And the Yan Clan is one of the strongest forces on the banks of the Luo River.”

Hearing Feng Qingya’s words, Su Jingzhen’s horizons instantly expanded.

Even though he hadn’t been to these places, it didn’t prevent him from having an endless imagination about them.

He had once been at the bottom of Peach Blossom Alley, his neighbors, including Zhang Xiu, probably knew nothing beyond Linjiang City.

At most, they knew the Huayang Main Sect, or a super city like Yunmeng City.

But they were essentially all frogs at the bottom of a well.

It wasn’t until now that he had a little understanding of the worldview he was in.

His heart was both shaken and excited.

He now had a more intuitive understanding of the Luo River Yan Clan, where Yan Xia belonged.

It seemed that Luo River was the origin of the cultivators civilizations in Qingzhou and countless other states.

In a sense, the Yan Clan, or the powerful forces on the banks of the Luo River, could be understood as viewing them as barbarians.

Without waiting for Su Jingzhen to say anything, Feng Qingya smiled and said, “How about it? Do you feel a sense of disparity?

The little maidservant who was once at your beck and call, whom you could control at will, is now someone you can only aspire to.

You are worlds apart from her, and even whether you can see her again in this lifetime, or whether you can stand before her, is unknown.

Master Su, do you feel a little regret now? Do you feel powerless about this?”

Feng Qingya’s words seemed to be a slight mockery of Su Jingzhen, but she herself couldn’t help but smile wryly.

Wasn’t she also powerless about this?

Anyone who knew the general worldview of this world considered Zhongzhou to be the lifelong dream and the place of faith.

However, there were too many people who couldn’t even reach the Luo River, and many couldn’t even leave their own state.

Su Jingzhen smiled lightly: “What’s there to regret?”

He had heard this question several times since Yan Xia’s awakening yesterday.

Feng Qingya’s expression flashed with a sly smile again, and she said, “Just a day ago, Master Su, that little maidservant was still within your grasp. If you wanted to do something to her, it wouldn’t be a difficult task.

Master Su, do you regret not taking her down?”

Su Jingzhen was taken aback.

He then shook his head: “What’s the point?

Perhaps Miss Feng should be grateful that I didn’t. Otherwise, when she awakened, not only me, but probably all of you related to me would have already gone to hell.”

After saying this, Su Jingzhen thought for a moment. Since the failed engagement, he had lost interest in Yan Xia in that aspect.

Perhaps it was due to a hidden pride in his heart, but that’s how it was.

In his eyes, Yan Xia had always been a capable and useful subordinate, that’s all.

Of course, he wouldn’t tell anyone about this now.

Feng Qingya nodded and said, “Of course, the specific information about the Luo River Yan Clan can be obtained by the Treasure Gathering Pavilion, but it might take some time.

But while Qingya was investigating this news, she unexpectedly found another matter that had a little connection to Master Su.

Of course, this matter also involves the Luo River Yan Clan.”

These words made Su Jingzhen freeze again.

What else could he possibly have to do with the Luo River Yan Clan?

But the next moment, he instantly remembered Shen Yifeng.

Sure enough, he heard Feng Qingya say, “Thirty years ago, Senior Shen Yifeng left Qingzhou.

He once went to Luo River, and there were many powerful forces in Luo River besides the Yan Clan.

There is a clan called the Ji Clan, and there was a stunningly talented female cultivator named Ji Qinghe in the Ji Clan.

The Ji Clan and the Yan Clan have been allies for ten thousand years, and there have been marriages between them in every generation.

In Ji Qinghe’s generation, she had already been betrothed to a talented young man named Yan Ling from the Yan Clan.

Originally, if nothing unexpected happened, Ji Qinghe and Yan Ling would have become a model couple and be married for life.

But as the saying goes, when there are no accidents, something will always happen.

That year, when Senior Shen arrived in Luo River, he happened to meet Ji Qinghe, and the following events need not be elaborated on, you can probably guess what happened between them. They had a romantic affair.”

When Feng Qingya said this, there was a hint of light in her eyes.

“Speaking of which, I admire Master Shen very much. He came out of Qingzhou, but he was able to achieve a grassroots counterattack and win the heart of a beauty among countless talented people on the bank of Luo River.

I’m really curious how he did it.

Although the final outcome was regrettable, Senior Shen Yifeng undoubtedly became a legendary figure on the banks of the Luo River.

We in Qingzhou are far away, and very few people have the ability to leave Qingzhou, so we don’t know much about these things.

But on the banks of the Luo River, this incident was a sensation, with far-reaching consequences, causing countless talented men and beautiful women to sigh with regret.

This was considered a beautiful love story by others, and a legend that inspired countless scattered cultivators, but for the Yan Clan and the Ji Clan, it was an indelible shame.

It is said that Ji Qinghe threatened to commit suicide, and only then was Senior Shen able to escape from Luo River and return to Qingzhou.”

As she spoke, Feng Qingya’s eyes were already filled with admiration.

When she collected this information, she was already deeply admiring Shen Yifeng.

Before Su Jingzhen could respond, she sighed and said, “But it’s a pity that, as time passed, under the influence of the Ji Clan and the Yan Clan, the story of Senior Shen and Ji Qinghe gradually faded from people’s memory.

What exactly happened back then, we in Qingzhou are too far away to find out.

But if one day we can truly reach the banks of the Luo River, we will probably be able to learn more about that matter.”

Feng Qingya finished speaking, and Su Jingzhen’s expression was already stunned.

He suddenly remembered what Shen Yifeng had told him before.

He could clearly feel the loneliness and unwillingness in Shen Yifeng’s words before, and now he fully understood.

His master was indeed a man with a story.

“So it seems that my master is an enemy of the Yan Clan.

It’s a good thing that those Yan Clan members who came to pick up Yan Xia this morning didn’t recognize my master, otherwise, I’m afraid we would all have been implicated by that old man.”

Su Jingzhen said with a smile.

Hearing this, Feng Qingya said, “Although Senior Shen was able to return to Qingzhou from Luo River thanks to Ji Qinghe’s threat of suicide, it is also inseparable from Senior Shen’s own abilities.

Although he now appears to be only at the Nascent Soul mid-stage, Qingya believes that Senior Shen is definitely not as simple as he appears.

Otherwise, how could a woman like Ji Qinghe, a celestial beauty, have fallen in love with Senior Shen at first sight?

So even if those Yan Clan members had recognized Senior Shen this morning, in Qingya’s view, they might not necessarily be able to do anything to him.”

Su Jingzhen was helpless, Feng Qingya was already full of blind confidence in Shen Yifeng.

But then Feng Qingya’s expression became quite serious: “Yan Xia has a Water Spirit Saint Body, and she has completely awakened. If Master Su really has a connection with her, then there might come a day when you can truly help Senior Shen makeup for that regret.

After all, it is rumored that after the incident between Senior Shen and Ji Qinghe, the marriage contract between Yan Ling and Ji Qinghe was broken.”

As soon as she said this, Su Jingzhen’s eyes suddenly lit up.