The day before leaving Zhongnan Mountain, Jiang Zheliu went to tidy up his master’s grave.

    That day was a light snow day, no one knew what he had said in front of the gravestone, but Wen Renye could guess that it was only about the Cultivation World, Ling Xiao Sect, or even Zhu Wuxin.

    Wen Renye stood just a short distance away, watching Jiang Zheliu until the snow-white figure finally left Zhu Wenyuan gravestone and walked back up to him.

    Jiang Zheliu was not well, and it is cold outside in Zhongnan Mountain. Wen Renye didn’t actually want to even let him pay his respect to his shifu, but Jiang Zheliu was stubborn and wilful in nature. Although he looked indifferent and cold and didn’t get angry about anything, he often decided what he wanted to do on his own.

    However, that didn’t seem to be the case this time for the trip down the mountain to see the physician. It seemed that a large part of the reason was down to Wen Renye’s persuasion.

    Wen Renye rubbed his hands together, he felt a real chill, and couldn’t help but frown, “You …… nevermind, you won’t listen anyway.”

    The ruthless Devil Lord was always helpless before Jiang Zheliu. All he could do was warm the other’s hands whilst saying, “It’s a long road, but I can’t use a teleportation technique to take you there. If it wasn’t for Yu Jinnian’s dumb rules, I would have captured, no …… invited him to come to Zhongnan Mountain.”

    Yu Jinnian was one of the world’s leading spiritual physicians, a master of both medicine and poison, and was also known as the “Divine Sage of Medicine”. However, he would never housecalls so one could only go to Danxin Monastery to seek medical treatment, this was his iron-clad rule.

    Jiang Zheliu had actually met him before, and the two of them had dealt with each other quite a lot, but they were not close so the two of them did not really know each other’s character very well.

    Jiang Zheliu jerked his finger but he was unable to retract his hand, and could only let the Junior Devil Lord in front of him hold it tightly.

    “I wish to return here before the Spring.” He paused and continued, “I’ve discussed with Ah-Chu to use the empty space in front of the house, we will plant some flowers and medicinal herbs and set it up as a flower and herb garden.”

    Jiang Zheliu said it really seriously, as if he had really planned it carefully with Ah-Chu for a long time. Wen Renye couldn’t bear to burst his bubble, but after a moment’s silence, he said hesitantly, “Are you even able to pick up a hoe to do the weeding?”

    Jiang Zheliu stopped talking and looked over at it.

    The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.

    In this moment, the Devil Lord fully exhibited his fearless mindset: “Really? I don’t believe it.”

    Jiang Zheliu stopped outside the small pine house, he looked down to undo the clasp of his cloak, and walked in after shaking off the light dusting of snow. Calmly saying: “If you don’t believe it, why don’t you try it.”

    Because Jiang Zheliu’s cultivation was destroyed and his body was weak, it wasn’t possible to use any form of transportation techniques or displacement methods. For this trip, they could only rely on the mundane mortal roads and comply with the rules set for cultivators entering the Mortal Realm.

    The identity papers were naturally fake, and even the devil horses had been disguised. The two carriages looked like the carriages of a gongzi from a well-to-do family going out on a trip, visually on the outside, it looked completely normal.

    Jiang Zheliu took the paperwork, and looked at the two names on the papers, they hadn’t been changed. He moved his eyes down and read, “…… Gusu Residents, cousins ……”

    He raised his eyes to look at Wen Renye and continued on to look at the rest of the papers to check nothing else was out of place before speaking, “Cousins? I’m the same generation as your father, Junior Lord, you ……”

    That was true, but he also wasn’t one to reproach others about it. After all, Chang Qian was Wen Renye’s nephew, but still called him gege.

    Jiang Zheliu didn’t think of anything else to say to him, the most he could say was that Wen Renye was taking advantage of the situation. He wasn’t too bothered about it and put down the paperwork after saying that. But Wen Renye couldn’t resist pulling out another piece of paperwork and said candidly, “Actually, I was going to use this.”

    Jiang Zheliu took a sip of tea, his eyes swept over the words “married couple” on it, and he almost spat out his tea. He choked followed by a few light coughs. He felt his ears inexplicably burn a little, having lived in vain for so many years, he was actually a little annoyed by these two words.

    He slowly breathed in and looked down, reaching out his fingers he pushed the paperwork away, what remains unseen is deemed to be clean3.

    Wen Renye, hearing him cough, immediately became more worried. Seeing that Jiang Zheliu seemed fine, he finally noticed that his ears had become slightly red. He stared for a moment, his purple eyes couldn’t help fixating on them, he said slowly: “You…..”

    He gradually leaned closer, the devilish energy in his body was fluctuating back and forth, the impact of this moment accumulated into a single restless breath. Jiang Zheliu was encircled by one of his hands and pressed against the wall of the carriage, whilst he gently touched his earlobe.

    This area should not be touched, it was a little too sensitive.