My Girlfriend From Turquoise Pond Requests My Help After My Millennium Seclusion Chapter 561–

Chapter 561: Epilogue 3

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“Will Mother not see us?”

'Ao Longyu, who was waiting outside, hugged her egg son worriedly.

Jiang Lan shook his head slightly.

“Not to that extent.”

His Senior Sister's mother never acknowledged her Senior Sister. In other words, in her eyes, there was no mother-daughter relationship between them.

In the past, she could refuse to meet him at will, especially when they were in the Dragon Race.

But now, they were not only in Kunlun, they were no longer the same people they were hundreds of years ago.

Because their identity had been exposed during the great calamity, his Senior Sister's mother did not dare to reject the two of them.

Only Martial Aunt Zhu Qing still dared to stop Xiao Yu from entering her secret room because Xiao Yu had stolen something previously.

She was worried that with a Heavenly Venerable husband, things would become worse.

“But…” Jiang Lan hesitated for a moment.

“It's hard to say when we make that request.”

“Darling, it has nothing to do with me.” Ao Longyu immediately cut off all ties.

'Ao Longyu did not dare to act impudently in front of her mother.

'There were some things that she could only ask Jiang Lan to help her bring up.

Jiang Lan: “…”

He didn't know why he had to accompany this dragon to cause trouble. He didn't know if it would end well.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be a big deal. In reality, it depended on these people's reactions.

After a while.

Someone came out to invite them in.

The moment he entered, he saw Ran Jing and Ao Shishi walking out to welcome him.

“Mother.” Ao Longyu lowered her head in greeting.

Jiang Lan was the same as Xiao Yu. He lowered his head and greeted her.

“Is this your child?” Ran Jing greeted Jiang Lan before turning to look at the egg son in Ao Longyu's hand.

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Raising an egg was different from raising a vegetative egg. The vegetative egg had no reaction at all.

He just needed to water the vegetative egg once in a while wheras if he ignored his egg son for a long time, the egg would lose his temper and flicker non-stop.

Occasionally, he would play with Ao Man and the others.

“Yes, he's not out yet.” Ao Longyu took a few steps forward and showed her egg son to her mother.

Ao Shishi was flustered and helpless.

She was worried that the person in front of her was so polite.

There were not many people in the entire Grand Desolate World who could make the person in front of them be polite.

She felt honored to be able to see it.

“Come in first.” Ran Jing nudged her grandson a few times and was somewhat surprised that he would respond.

Amoment later.

Jiang Lan and Ao Longyu sat on the seats while Ran Jing and Ao Shishi sat opposite them.

'The egg son was placed on the table. Every time someone touched it, it would show a response.

The egg seemed happy.

After chatting for a while, Ran Jing looked at Jiang Lan and Ao Longyu and said.

“Is there something you need?”

'Ao Shishi looked at Jiang Lan nervously. She hoped that Jiang Lan would say no.

However, things did not go as planned.

Jiang Lan nodded and answered truthfully.

“There are indeed some things I want to ask the Dragon Race.”

'The Dragon Race.

Not to mention Ao Shishi, even Ran Jing was concerned.

'Ao Longyu lowered her brows, not daring to look at her mother.

“Please elaborate.” Ran Jing quickly regained her composure.

Ao Shishi's breathing slowed down by half a beat as she waited for the result.

The other party's serious expression made Jiang Lan a bit speechless. However, his Senior Sister's head was still lowered, so he could only brace himself and say.

“The Eighth Prince is not young. I wonder if the Dragon Race has any plans to find a marriage partner for him?”

The sudden question surprised Ran Jing.

'Ao Shishi was also perplexed. Was the other party referring to the Eighth Prince?

Soon, they had a premonition that Jiang Lan was going to interfere with the selection of the Eighth Prince's wife.

“We still have yet to find someone for him.

Thinking about it carefully, Ao Man is indeed not young anymore. We should find a marriage for him.

Do you have anyone suitable?” Ran Jing asked.

'Ao Longyu hurriedly raised her head, but when she saw her mother's face, she lowered her head silently, not daring to voice her thoughts.

“There is indeed a candidate.” Jiang Lan spoke directly. Under the puzzled gazes of Ran Jing and Ao Shishi, he continued.

“You two should know the person as well.

It was the girl from the Qilin Race who often appeared in the inn, Yan Xiyun.

I wonder if it's suitable?”

Their expression changed upon hearing the name.

They did not react for a moment.

Seeing that they didn't agree, Jiang Lan just waited quietly.

'Ao Longyu stole a glance at her mother, but she did not receive anything from her.

After calming down for a while, Ran Jing spoke first.

“It's indeed suitable.”

Ao Shishi opened his mouth but hesitated. It was not suitable at all.

With that said, Ran Jing added, “However, it's not easy.”

“Do the dragons have any difficulties?” Jiang Lan asked softly.

His words were polite, but his identity meant that no one could refuse him.

Ran Jing shook her head and explained.

“It's not that the Dragon Race has difficulties, but the Qilin Race might not agree.

I might need you to make a trip to their side. They should be coming over in a few days.”

“alright.” Jiang Lan nodded.

“When they come, I'll go over immediately. At that time, I'll send the news over immediately.

It will put your hearts at ease.”

“That's good.” Ran Jing smiled.

After playing with the egg on the table for a while longer, she sent Jiang Lan and his wife away.

After the two left, Ao Shishi whispered.

“How can the Eighth Prince marry Yan Xiyun?

She's the beloved daughter of the earth. Their bloodlines are at the same level.

At that time, the Dragon Race would not be able to inherit the bloodline of Ao Man. The Qilin Race would also lose the bloodline of the Earth Maiden.

This is a lose-lose situation.”

“Then should I reject it?” asked Ran Jing.

'Ao Shishi suddenly stopped.

Reject?

It had to be known that the other party was a Heavenly Venerable who had surpassed the Grand Desolate World. Who would dare to refuse him?

Even the Heavenly Dao could not go against his will. His thoughts could even decide the direction of the world.

Even if he did not think that the Dragon Race was insensible, as long as he had a thought, the entire Dragon Race might not be able to withstand it.

Instead, if they made him feel that if the Dragon Race understood the situation, it would be much easier for the Dragon Race to continue living a good life.

Who in the entire Grand Desolate World would dare to reject the number one sage of Kunlun?

Who could refuse?

“There will be other substitutes for everything. It's not a big deal. The Qilin Race will also agree.

'We will just tacitly agree to this. Besides, they had stayed here for a long time.

Their releationship with the Heavenly Venerable might make it not necessarily a bad thing either,” said Ran Jing calmly.

She had already thought of everything and weighed the pros and cons.

It was not a big deal.

Ao Shishi nodded. That was indeed the case. Although it was a pity, it did not affect the foundations of the Dragon Race.

The Eight Prince could pass the Dragon Saber Art to others.

It was very troublesome and there might not be a candidate, but this would have to wait a long time before everything could be decided.

'As long as the Eighth Prince was not old, there was no need to worry about this.

They would stall for time now.

“Does Mother really think it's suitable?”

After leaving, Ao Longyu asked Jiang Lan.

“It's probably fake.” Jiang Lan shook his head.

The Dragon Race definitely did not want the Eighth Prince to marry Yan Xiyun of the Qilin Race.

There was no benefit from doing so.

One was in the land, while the other was in the sea. They were in completely different fields. There was no need for them to cooperate.

“Will Mother think I'm deliberately causing trouble?” asked Ao Longyu.

Aren't you doing exactly that? Jiang Lan asked in his heart.

However, this dragon had never known its limits.

If others felt that it was not good, they would consider it from the perspective of their race, while Xiao Yu would decide the marriage from a personal perspective.

There was no benefit to the Dragon Race and the Qilin Race at all.

'There was no harm to the Eighth Prince and Yan Xiyun, but they were still young.

There would definitely be complaints.

But it was nothing.

He and Xiao Yu had also lived like this. It was pretty good.

“Senior Sister will go tell the Qilin Race about this matter,” Jiang Lan said.

“Yes, Junior Brother, remember to stand behind me.” Ao Longyu cheered herself on.

During these few days, they did not do anything and lived a peaceful life in the Ninth Summit.

Occasionally, people from the Fifth and First Summits would come to learn about array formations.

No one would come to the peach blossom forest.

Sometimes, Xiao Yu would abandon her egg son and chat with Lin Siya.

She was basically learning some strange knowledge.

Jiang Lan could feel it every time.

One day, Jiang Lan used the wooden sword to poke his egg son. He discovered that it was so scared that it wanted to cry.

This made him curious. If his Senior Sister wasn't afraid of the wooden sword, why was his egg son afraid?

Especially since his egg son should have half of a human's bloodline. He could clearly feel that his egg son was not a pure dragon, but a pure human.

There was no reason for it to be afraid. Could it be… that this behavior was happiness?

After waving it a few more times, Jiang Lan realized that after changing his mindset, he felt that he was playing very happily with his egg son.

He held the wooden sword and stabbed out, the egg light suddenly becoming long and bright.

Jiang Lan slowly withdrew the wooden sword and stood up, intending to give it a few more strikes. However, just as he brandished it, he suddenly felt an aura appear from below the mountain.

Unexpectedly, the wooden sword slowly fell, almost touching the egg's son.

Just an inch.

At this moment, the egg's son suddenly lit up and then died.

Dong dong!

He knocked on the eggshell twice, but there was no reaction.

Looking at the wooden sword, Jiang Lan felt that he might have misunderstood. Perhaps he wasn't happy just now.

Putting away the wooden sword, he turned around and walked out.

In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared on the spot, and so did his egg son.

At the old wine tavern.

The youth was cleaning when there was a knock on the door.

Dong dong!

Ayoung man in white stood calmly at the door.

Seeing the youth tum his head, he said politely.

“Is there a guest room in the inn?”

'The young man immediately perked up and looked at the young man in disbelief.

Hong Ya walked in from the backyard and was surprised to see the youth standing there. She looked at the door in shock.

“Yes, yes.” The youth exhaled and replied.

“But isn't a big figure like you going to Kunlun?”

It was Heavenly Human Yunxiao.

“Tm only here to take this chance to take a look at Kunlun.

Thave come uninvited and can only stay at the inn.” Heavenly Human Yunxiao came to the counter and asked.

“Do you collect silver or spirit stones here?”

“Spirit stones,” the youth answered as he came to the counter.

“How many spirit stones did you need for a night?” Heavenly Human Yunxiao remained expressionless, his voice surprisingly calm.

But it did not make anyone feel uncomfortable.

It was as if he was compatible with the heavens and earth.

“Three spirit stones per night.” The youth charged according to the rules.

“alright, I'll pay for it on a per day basis.” As he spoke, he placed down three spirit stones on the counter.

At that moment, an egg suddenly appeared on the counter, followed by a figure.

It was Jiang Lan.

Just now, he felt a sage approaching him to take a look.

It was indeed the Heavenly Human Race's Heavenly Human Yunxiao.

“Greetings, Heavenly Venerable.” Heavenly Human Yunxiao lowered his head and said politely.

Regardless of cultivation or seniority, when one saw Heavenly Venerable Lun Ling, bowing was inevitable.

Jiang Lan nodded slightly and said.

“Are you here for my master's wedding?”

“Yes, but not entirely,” Heavenly Human Yunxiao said softly.

“The wedding only gave me a chance. I came to take a look at Kunlun and also to see you, Heavenly Venerable.”

“See me?” Jiang Lan looked at Heavenly Human Yunxiao.

He had met the other party a few times. They weren't familiar, but they had some grudges.

This was especially the case with the Heavenly Human Race.

“Tm here to thank you, Heavenly Venerable.” Heavenly Human Yunxiao bowed respectfully.

“I thank you for not stooping to the Heavenly Human Race's level.”

Jiang Lan remained silent for a moment. It wasn't that he didn't want to send the Heavenly Human Race on their way, but because the great calamity made it unsuitable for him to take action.

He felt a bit apologetic towards Feng Ji and the others. He had promised them to send the Heavenly Human Race down, so he didn't know if they were still waiting on the way.

He was temporarily unable to fulfill the agreement.

“You fought for it yourself.” Jiang Lan shook his head lightly. All of this was indeed fought for by Heavenly Human Yunxiao himself.

After a pause, he continued.

“Since you're here for the wedding, go in and tell them.

Your identity is indeed special, but Imperial Lord Xi He's embodiment is also inside. It won't bring any trouble.”

'A sage was special everywhere.

So far, no one in Kunlun had become a sage.

Perhaps the vegetative egg had the highest chance of becoming a sage. Be it the First Summit's Martial Uncle, the Eighth Summit's Martial Uncle, or his master, they all had little chances of becoming a sage.

Becoming a sage did not depend on the power of one's cultivation. Instead, one required the recognition of the heavens and the merit of the world.

His Martial Uncles and master could not become sages if they did not do this.

Jiang Lan still remembered that he owed his master a thousand years worth of Rainbow Auspicious Clouds, but it had already lost its effect.

His master had entered the half-sage realm during the great calamity.

This providence was somewhat useful for becoming a sage, but since his master was not on the path to becoming a sage, it seemed dispensable.

Therefore, he decided to keep it. Perhaps one day, his master and his master's wife would have a child and he could give it to his future Junior Brother or Sister.

'When Heavenly Human Yunxiao headed to Kunlun, Jiang Lan turned around to observe his egg son.

Hong Ya was playing with his egg son. The light was flashing. He should be very happy.

It lit up so quickly? Jiang Lan was puzzled.

'When he first came out, it clearly did not light up.

'Was he being treated differently?

“Brother-in-law? Aiya, my little nephew.” The Eighth Prince returned with his prey and looked at his nephew excitedly.

The youth took a pot of wine to the egg and said.

“I brewed some baby wine for our nephew. I wonder if he likes it.”

“Are you going to water it?” The Eighth Prince asked.

“Should i try?” The youth had been raising the vegetative egg for many years.

He felt that it shouldn't be a problem to water it.

Jiang Lan:

He felt that it was better not to let his egg son get close to these two people.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Lan asked, “How many years has the Eighth Prince been in Kunlun?”

“Almost a thousand years,” the Eighth Prince answered immediately.

“You've been an adult for a long time,” Jiang Lan added.

“Twas born an adult, an innate immortal.” The Eighth Prince was a little proud. After a pause, he added.

“But it's nothing compared to Brother-in-law.”

“Have you ever thought of finding a fiancée?” Jiang Lan asked probingly.

Clang!

The Eighth Prince's Heavenly Dragon Saber fell to the ground.

“Brother-in-law, you… you didn't find me a fiancée, did you?” The Eighth Prince looked afraid.

“No.” Jiang Lan shook his head slightly. However, before the Eighth Prince could heave a sigh of relief, he continued.

“Xiao Yu has found one for you.”

Bang!

The Eighth Prince knelt on the ground.

It was his fault for not paying respects to his sister recently.

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