"Alright, that is enough playing. I still have things to do later." Han Yue grabbed Xiao Tian's hand and kissed him on the corner of his mouth.
The two briefly washed themselves in the bath. They had sweated a lot during their sparring, and their bodies were sticky.
After cleaning up and dressing, they left Xiao Tian's palace.
"Yes, yes, yes, move this over there." When Han Yue arrived at the Han Family's relocation site, Xiao Meng and Xiao Ling stood on a large box, constantly directing the move, their tone carrying a hint of a commander's authority.
"Why are you two here?" Han Yue came up behind them, stroking their little heads.
"Mother Yue'er, you are here! We were not causing trouble. We actually helped a lot!" Xiao Ling stood up straight, looking as if she was asking for praise.
Han Yue naturally did not hold back, praising her, and even Xiao Meng was praised as well.
They both listened, their eyes curving into smiles.
"Alright, do not stand here. It is not safe." Han Yue picked them both up from the box, one in each arm.
Xiao Ling thought to herself, with her and Meng Meng's current strength, this height was so negligible that even if they wanted to fall, it would be impossible.
However, she did not say it out loud, because there is a kind of danger called 'Mother thinks it is dangerous,' and you cannot argue with that.
"Alright, you two go play, but be careful, okay?" Han Yue put them down on the ground, looking at them with gentle eyes.
"Mwah~ Then we are going to play! Bye-bye, Mother Yue'er~" After kissing Han Yue on the cheek, they skipped away.
As for their safety, neither Xiao Tian nor Han Yue were worried at all. Not only was the Two-Headed Fire Spirit Snake hidden in Xiao Ling's arm, but with their authority in the Primordial Heaven Realm, they could instantly return to the Divine Emperor Imperial Palace if there was any danger.
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At the same time, on the edge of the Northern Region of Central State, in the direction close to the Central Region of Zhongzhou, there was a huge mountain range. This mountain range was clearly much higher than the average elevation of the Northern Region.
This mountain range was precisely the Wind and Thunder Mountain Range, where the Wind and Thunder Eastern Pavilion was located. It was also the place with the richest wind and thunder energy in the entire Northern Region, a longed-for destination for those with lightning attributes.
From within the mountain range, astonishing thunder rumbled from time to time. In the depths of the mountain range, where the wind and thunder energy was most concentrated—the very center of the range—stood a majestic and perilous peak.
The entire peak, from the halfway point upwards, was shrouded in clouds, with flashes of lightning flickering within them from time to time.
On the peak, there were numerous silver giant trees, constantly emitting lightning that surged into the dark clouds.
This peak was called Thunder Mountain, and it was the location of the Wind and Thunder Eastern Pavilion.
At the summit, there was a silver giant tower, densely covered with lightning, appearing incredibly imposing.
On the top floor of the giant tower, a man who looked to be in his forties or fifties sat on a silver wooden chair.
The man was quite tall, with a wisp of silver-white beard on his chin. He wore a set of silver robes, upon which lightning patterns were intricately drawn.
This person was none other than Thunder Venerable, the Chief Pavilion Master of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion.
However, at this moment, he held a special piece of paper, his expression extremely grim.
"Fei Tian, this idiot—how did he provoke two Dou Zun? Has he been the North Pavilion Master for too long, genuinely thinking he is a local emperor?"
As a person who had been famous for a long time and lived for an unknown number of years, he naturally understood the terrors of Zhongzhou.
Thunder Venerable was not surprised by the sudden appearance of two Dou Zun. He was only worried about whether he could handle two Dou Zun of unknown cultivation levels if they came looking for trouble.
However, he was not particularly worried. After all, his disciple was a member of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan.
At this moment, the door slowly opened, and a woman in a seven-colored dress walked in, stopping not far from Thunder Venerable.
"Hmm? Qing'er, why are you here?" Thunder Venerable looked at his disciple, Feng Qing'er, and asked.
"Teacher, has someone from our Wind and Thunder Pavilion provoked someone they should not have?" Feng Qing'er's expression was slightly troubled.
She had been cultivating peacefully that morning when she suddenly received a secret letter from her clan. The letter even contained words of reprimand for her.
"Qing'er, what do you mean by this?" Thunder Venerable looked at Feng Qing'er in confusion.
Feng Qing'er briefly relayed the contents of the letter to Thunder Venerable, of course, omitting the part about being reprimanded.
After hearing Feng Qing'er's words, Thunder Venerable even felt his scalp tingle.
"The Gu Clan you mentioned—is it the Gu Clan from the Ancient Eight Clans you spoke of before?" Thunder Venerable now held a glimmer of hope.
"Yes, and it was personally issued by the Young Master of the Gu Clan." Feng Qing'er looked at her teacher. "Teacher, do you know what is going on?"
Upon hearing this, Thunder Venerable trembled. The Young Master of the Gu Clan—that was the descendant of the Gu Clan's Patriarch, the next Patriarch in line.
The message Feng Qing'er relayed conveyed only one meaning: if anyone from the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan made a move, it would be considered an act of war by the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan against the Gu Clan.
When Xun'er issued this directive, Gu Yuan also tacitly approved it. After all, Xiao Tian's talent was worth investing in. A person without the support of Dou Di bloodline actually possessed such powerful cultivation at such a young age.
Gu Yuan was entirely a person who acted based on self-interest, doing things purely for profit.
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Thunder Venerable had not been worried just a moment ago. After all, he had connections.
What good was being strong? When you are out in the world, it is all about connections.
Now, things were different; the opponent's connections crushed his own. Thunder Venerable's hands and feet turned cold, and a lot of cold sweat emerged.
"Qing'er, take a look at this, and you will know." Thunder Venerable, under the control of his Dou Qi, sent the paper in his hand flying towards Feng Qing'er.
Feng Qing'er caught it and examined it carefully. "Teacher, if I am not mistaken, it is them."
"Alas, now we can only take it one step at a time." Thunder Venerable felt like going to kill Fei Tian right now.
"This disciple cannot help Teacher in any way, but I will help mediate when the time comes." Feng Qing'er clenched her fists. This was the first time she had felt such a sense of powerlessness. Moreover, after reading the letter Thunder Venerable gave her, it stated that both individuals looked very young.
But Feng Qing'er did not believe they were truly young. If they were, then what did that make her?
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That day, several directives were issued from the Thunder Tower of the Wind and Thunder Eastern Pavilion, setting the entire Wind and Thunder Pavilion into motion. The entire Wind and Thunder Mountain Range entered a state of martial law, and for a time, the Wind and Thunder Eastern Pavilion was filled with apprehension.
The disciples and elders within were all very confused about what was happening. Only a small number of influential elders knew the truth.
One of the directives was to have Fei Tian completely seal off the mountain. If the other party went to the North Pavilion, he was to stabilize them first, reconcile at all costs, and immediately report back to him.