Zitang Su’s words, upon a slight contemplation by Senior Sister Ling, became clear.

Great fortune and deep blessings, having offspring to see one through to the end, implies Little Jiunian will be fine and will turn misfortune into blessings.

However... Lord, can’t you speak plainly? What does ’having offspring to see one through to the end’ mean? Can’t you just say that the child’s fine and can carry on with whatever they’re doing?

Lan Cai’er was thus able to turn worry into joy; Zitang Su is a worldly master, and his words are likely even more accurate than those from Tianji Pavilion. Since he says Jiunian is fine, then Jiunian must indeed be fine.

"Thank you, Lord. But why are you suddenly willing to help me? You clearly know my husband is..."

Lan Cai’er bit her lip, unable to comprehend why after so long of pleading, Zitang Su remained indifferent, only to suddenly change his mind.

"One of our own."

After these words, Zitang Su vanished.

It was because of Lan Cai’er’s remark: Lan Jiunian is Ye Lingyue’s godson.

As someone who seldom interacts with others, Zitang Su’s logic was simple: Ye Lingyue’s godson was essentially his godson.

Yes, which makes him ’one of our own.’

Zitang Su made an exception to read Lan Cai’er’s fortune and foretell her life and death paths.

At his level of cultivation, Zitang Su could glimpse the heavenly secrets if he wished.

But doing so greatly detracts from his cultivation.

Lan Cai’er was stunned and as she went to ask more, Zitang Su’s figure was already gone, leaving her to mutter inwardly about how this Zitang Venerable truly lived up to his reputation as elusive as a Divine Dragon.

She initially intended to inquire if there was a way to go to the Ancient Nine Provinces, yet Zitang Venerable’s presence left her so overwhelmed that she forgot everything.

Dao Ge was also drenched in cold sweat.

When Zitang Su appeared, he felt paralyzed and couldn’t move.

Only after Zitang Su departed did he feel his body returning to normal.

This Zitang Venerable, who in the world is he? How profound his cultivation and intense the pressure he harbors?

Neither Lan Cai’er nor Dao Ge knew that this was already Zitang Su restrained, for if he fully released his pressure, Martial Artists below Divine Power Realm, like them, would be unable to stand before him.

"Miss Cai’er, since nothing befell Little Jiunian, you should leave for now and wait for news from Junior Sister Ling Yue."

Senior Sister Ling saw Lan Cai’er and Dao Ge out.

After Lan Cai’er and Dao Ge departed, Master Wuya promptly arrived at Dugu Heaven.

He held a letter in his hand, just sent back by Ye Lingyue.

"Lord Zitang, Ling Yue wrote a letter back, saying to hand it over to..."

Before Master Wuya could finish his words, the letter was swiftly snatched away.

Looking ahead, Zitang Su had returned.

He gazed at his empty hand, leaving Master Wuya somewhat exasperated.

"Lord, that letter wasn’t meant for you, it was intended for the people of Lan Residence."

Master Wuya couldn’t help but laugh and cry.

But Zitang Su paid no heed to Master Wuya, disappearing in an instant.

Below Dugu Heaven, Zitang Su stood beneath the Purple Leaf Bodhi Tree, his face cold, emanating a strong aura that warned strangers to stay away.

In his hand was Ye Lingyue’s letter.

The letter spoke about Little Jiunian’s disappearance, yet not a single word mentioned him (with some particular disciple expressing, Master Zi, it’s known this letter isn’t for you, what’s there to be upset about).

"The master is displeased again."

The Three Realms Eagle beside him preened its charming feathers with its beak, quietly muttering.

Ever since that wild girl went to explore the Ancient Nine Provinces, her master frequently becomes unhappy. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Whenever the master gets upset, he exudes that "I’m annoyed, don’t approach, whoever approaches will suffer" vibe.

Initially, the incident rate was bearable, calculated by the Three Realms Eagle to be roughly once every seven days.

A month later, it became once every five days.

Two months later, thrice weekly.

Recently, it turned daily.

The Three Realms Eagle suspects that soon the master might be displeased three meals a day, every day.

The disciple also recently hasn’t written him any letters. (with some particular disciple noting, your disciple is very busy, where’s the time to write you daily).

Zitang Su stared at the letter in his hand, indeed feeling a bit downhearted.

Finally receiving a letter, how could it not be meant for him?

Besides, the disciple was bullied by the Jiu Provinces Alliance, yet she didn’t use the life-saving Parasol Leaf he gave her (some particular disciple rolling her eyes, Master, you said it’s a life-saving leaf, using it casually implies your disciple is overly weak).

"Coo coo."

The Three Realms Eagle couldn’t hold back, letting out a few calls.

The implication was, Master, if you truly missed the wild girl, you could go to the Ancient Nine Provinces to see her.

With your status, walking sideways even in the Ancient Nine Provinces, no one would dare utter a word against you.

"Too talkative."

Zitang Su spat out a line, putting the letter away.

He had his own unavoidable reasons; back then, during the turmoil between the Ancient Nine Provinces and the Demon World, according to both realms’ agreement, beings among the Human Clan surpassing the God Realm and beings among the Demon Clan above Demon King level were forbidden to participate.

As the drafter of the agreement, he must adhere to it; violating it would plunge the long-peaceful Ancient Nine Provinces into chaos once more.

Consequently, with the Demon Kings joining the fray, the outcomes would be disastrous.

This letter, Zitang Su did not intend to hand over to Lan Cai’er.

From Lan Cai’er’s fortune, she enjoys great luck and deep blessings, her life may lead through rough patches, but will be assisted by good fortune; despite twists in fate, she’s destined for a harmonious marriage and a full house of descendants.

As for Ling Yue’s godson (who is also his godson), his entrance into the Demon World is ordained by destiny.

At this moment, Lan Cai’er is unsuitable to enter the Ancient Nine Provinces.

Firstly, her cultivation isn’t sufficient.

Secondly, currently, Yan Jiu is struggling himself.

Contemplating further, Zitang Su couldn’t resist sending a reply to his disciple.

A few days later, Ye Lingyue set off for Shui City; during her journey, she received Zitang Su’s reply.

Master Zi told her not to worry about Lan Jiunian, as the child carries lucky stars and will have his own fortunes.

At the end of the letter, Zitang Su added a remark.

If in the Ancient Nine Provinces, should anyone bully her, remember to use the Bodhi Leaf he gifted her.

"Master loves to babble on, here you are young, yet acting like an old geezer." Ye Lingyue relaxed her furrowed brows after reading the letter.

These days, she was constantly worried about Little Jiunian, but given her master’s assurance, Little Jiunian will surely be fine.

Although her master doesn’t say much, his words are definitive, and he said he’d be there during the last sect competition, and he came indeed.

Things with Cai’er would be assured as well.

Yet, what mysteries does this Bodhi Leaf hold?

Ye Lingyue pulled out the Purple Leaf, musing in wonderment.