The ancestral home of the Ji family, fragments of the Immortal Cauldron

At the same time.

Ji Clan Ancestral Land.

The sky was high and the clouds were broad, with mountains rising in overlapping peaks. A small white jade boat with carved railings and painted pillars cut through layers of mist, speeding past.

Ji Chan'er's dress was neat, and her jet-black long hair was styled in a Huixin bun. A string of fine jade beads adorned her fair forehead, emitting a faint glow that further accentuated her snow-white skin and flower-like beauty, making her look bright and vivid.

Although her attire was solemn and elegant, there was a trace of irrepressible charm between her brows. Her beautiful eyes shimmered with light, full of deep affection, like a pool of spring water.

"Further ahead is our Ji Clan ancestral court, which is also where the Old Ancestor stays in seclusion for cultivation. My home is in the inner courtyard; only the direct line Disciples of the clan are qualified to set foot there."

She seemed to be in a good mood, her voice carrying a hint of joy, sounding lazy, soft, sweet, and moving.

Hearing this, Qi Yuan was suddenly jolted from a certain wonderful recollection and asked casually:

"Fairy Ji, do your father and mother also live here?"

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. The more times one cultivated the Yin Yang Transformation Scripture, the more abundant and complete the Cultivator's essence, energy, and spirit became.

At this moment, he didn't feel the slightest bit of fatigue from the night's exertion; instead, he was high-spirited and his face glowed with health.

As he spoke, Qi Yuan rubbed his somewhat stiff lower back and thought silently:

"This 'Illusory Yin Heavenly Demon Scripture' is indeed a good Cultivation Technique, but its playstyle is a bit taxing on the body..."

Hearing him mention her parents, a flush of crimson appeared on Ji Chan'er's cheeks as she gave a soft hum:

"Yes, my father is the eldest son of the Family Head, but unfortunately, he has never been favored by my grandfather. Therefore, the position of Heir fell to my second uncle."

"However, my father is indifferent by nature and not keen on fighting for power and profit, so he doesn't value these things much. He only wants to improve his cultivation as much as possible and live a stable life with my mother."

Her tone was calm and steady, as if she were telling an ordinary story, but the content made Qi Yuan frown.

The hidden meaning in her words was obvious: Ji Chan'er's father most likely had a weak personality and his Aptitude was not very outstanding.

In a righteous sect, such conditions wouldn't be an issue at all, but in a great Demonic Path Family like the Ji Clan that advocated the law of the jungle, he was completely in the 'trash' category.

Therefore, even as the eldest son of the Family Head, he was destined to have no connection with the position of Heir. He could only live a mediocre life, and whether he could have a good end in the future depended entirely on the conscience of the succeeding Family Head.

After all, Ji Chan'er's father held the status of the eldest son; it was hard to guarantee he wouldn't be seen as a threat by the newly ascended younger brother.

Fortunately, the current Family Head of the Ji Clan was still Ji Chan'er's biological grandfather, and there was still the Old Ancestor pressing down from above; otherwise, her father's situation would likely be worrisome.

No wonder Ji Chan'er could lie low in Falling Cloud Valley for three years for a ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicine. With such a father, it was good enough not to be secretly suppressed; she couldn't hope for the Family's full cultivation efforts.

For Ji Chan'er to achieve her current status, besides her excellent talent, she must have put in efforts far beyond what ordinary people could reach.

Thinking of this, Qi Yuan couldn't help but sigh softly.

It seemed he still knew too little about this enchantress; even when they met, it was always in a hurry. As a Dao Companion, he was truly somewhat unqualified... "We're here."

Just as his thoughts were churning, Ji Chan'er's voice of reminder suddenly came from his ear.

Qi Yuan composed his thoughts and looked out of the flying boat, only to see a vast complex of buildings appearing not far ahead.

Rather than a courtyard, it was more like a massive and majestic giant city.

As far as the eye could see, countless high platforms, grand halls, pavilions, and towers were arranged in rows, stretching endlessly.

Inside, bluestone paved the roads, houses stood in clusters, and a large number of pedestrians shuttled between them. Its prosperity and wealth were not inferior to Reed Flower City at all.

In the sky, there were dense Escape lights, flying boats, and dharma chariots coming and going, whistling incessantly.

The sight before him made Qi Yuan daze for a moment.

Before coming, he thought the lair of the number one Family of the Demonic Sect would be a terrifying demonic cave filled with Yin Qi, but he hadn't expected it to be so prosperous.

Sensing Qi Yuan's confusion, Ji Chan'er curled her lips and explained with a very proud expression:

"My Ji Clan has a Legacy of hundreds of thousands of years, with many branches and a thriving population. Besides the Cultivators in the clan, the vast majority are Mortals without cultivation talent."

"Although these Mortals cannot enter the Dao, the blood of the Ji Family flows within them, allowing them to enjoy the protection of the Family for generations. Over time, the ancestral land became what it is now."

Then, she looked with reverence at a towering, grand, and magnificent palace in the very center of the ancestral land, saying:

"That is the place where my Family's Old Ancestor Cultivates in seclusion, named Fuao Palace."

As she spoke, the flying boat passed through the great array outside the ancestral land and then traveled all the way, soon arriving at the core area of the ancestral land.

The people here were clearly much fewer than in the outer areas, and the buildings were more exquisite, obviously the place where the direct line of the Ji Clan lived.

Just then.

Buzz—

The creation cauldron in his portable space suddenly trembled slightly, and its body also turned a few inches, as if something was attracting it.

Eh?

After sensing the anomaly, Qi Yuan was startled and quickly immersed his Divine Sense into it.

However, the creation cauldron gave no feedback; instead, it fell silent again, motionless like a dead object.

What happened?

Could it be... there is an Immortal Cauldron fragment in the Ji Clan Ancestral Land?

Thinking of this possibility, Qi Yuan's spirits were suddenly lifted.

If that's the case, perhaps the Opportunity for him to Breakthrough to Myriad Tribulations Deity Transformation is coming!

He hadn't forgotten that for every fragment of the creation cauldron collected, he would receive a portion of Heavenly Dao Qi as a reward.

Now that the creation cauldron's reaction was weak, perhaps it was because of the distance; once he got closer, there would surely be a more obvious prompt.

Regardless, it was worth a try.

Of course, first he had to find a way to confirm the specific location of the Immortal Artifact fragment, and then decide how to obtain it... Qi Yuan pondered silently.

Currently, the main body of the creation cauldron was in his hands. To others, the creation cauldron fragment was just an ancient object with special material, not particularly precious.

The only thing to consider was how to take the fragment quietly without attracting attention.

Whoosh!

The flying boat slowly landed in front of a grand and beautiful mansion. As soon as it landed, a group of brightly dressed servants immediately came forward, bowing respectfully in greeting:

"Greetings, Young Miss."

Ji Chan'er responded casually with a few words and then led Qi Yuan into the mansion.

Just as the two passed through a long corridor, they saw a middle-aged beautiful woman dressed luxuriously and adorned with jewels walking toward them.

The beautiful woman was about thirty years old, her features bearing several resemblances to Ji Chan'er's. Her face was like a lotus, charming as peach and plum blossoms, and her entire being exuded an elegant temperament of someone accustomed to a life of luxury.

After seeing the strange man standing beside Ji Chan'er, the beautiful woman subconsciously froze for a moment, then looked Qi Yuan up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.

Seeing this, Ji Chan'er quickly cleared her throat and introduced him somewhat nervously:

"Mother, this is Qi... Qi Da, a friend I've made."

Only then did Qi Yuan realize the identity of the newcomer. A bright smile immediately appeared on his face as he greeted her politely:

"Hello, Auntie. My name is Qi Da, an Outer Sect Disciple of the Yin Sha Sect. Fairy Ji and I felt like old friends from our first meeting and have become close friends."

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a bit nervous.

Speaking of which, in his two lives, this was the first time he was meeting his mother-in-law...