Chapter 321: Calculated Scheme (Third update, seeking monthly votes)

Wanshou City, Jiang Family residence.

The Jiang Family had already indicated they would leave on time, so the people of Beigan did not urge them further, letting them pack their things and withdraw.

It did not matter if they took things with them; Beigan was not lacking in such trifles.

What Beigan truly wanted was merely an attitude of submission and withdrawal from the Kings of the Eastern Wasteland.

Jiang Mingzhi remained in Wanshou City and did not leave, also to fulfill his promise to Ren Yidao: to break the curses on Zhang Mang and his grandfather.

And when the third day arrived, as he helped Zhang Mang completely remove the curse, the young boy suddenly spoke up.

"Oh?"

Jiang Mingzhi looked at Zhang Mang, who was standing respectfully to the side, and asked again with some curiosity:

"You mean to say that before your master left, he left things behind for you to pass on to me and Chu Hairen?"

Zhang Mang lowered his head in a salute and said earnestly:

"Replying to Senior Uncle Jiang, Master did indeed leave me two parcels."

"He said that if he did not return within three days after the others had left, I was to hand these two parcels to the two Senior Uncles respectively."

After speaking, he placed the two parcels he had been holding onto the table in front of Jiang Mingzhi.

The parcels were not large and did not look like they could hold many things; a sweep of divine sense revealed that each contained a Jade Slip.

"I see."

Jiang Mingzhi blinked; he truly had not expected Ren Yidao to have such a trick up his sleeve.

Taking the Jade Slip meant for him, Jiang Mingzhi swept his divine sense over it quickly.

"Oh?"

Ren Yidao had left quite a bit of information in the Jade Slip.

This included his wariness of Hu Wanwan, telling Jiang Mingzhi to be careful in his dealings with him if he were still alive.

This left Jiang Mingzhi silent, recalling the many hints Ren Yidao had given him, both overt and covert.

"Daoist Ren was worried about my relationship with Hu Wanwan, which is why he couldn't say it clearly to my face."

And the true identity of the yellow cat that had been cleaning up after itself along the way, telling the Jiang King not to waste any more effort trying to capture it.

He glanced at the yellow cat, which was lazily lying in a corner of the room and was usually carried around by Zhang Mang, and could not help but shake his head.

Jiang Mingzhi truly had not expected that the bad-tempered yellow cat would actually be the Ink Earth Yellow Sand Tiger that his own father had coveted for so long!

"How could it be you?"

And regarding the fact that the telepathic communication in his mind might be blocked for a period of time, telling him to contact him again after he finished his seclusion.

"……As expected of Daoist Ren, his thoughts are truly meticulous."

After finishing browsing through all the information, Jiang Mingzhi felt even more admiration for Ren Yidao.

Daoist Ren, could it be that from the very beginning, you held the intention of using this opportunity to leave and never return?

"Daoist Ren, just how far have you calculated?"

After sighing, Jiang Mingzhi stood up and nodded to the little blind boy:

"I am clear on the matters Daoist Ren warned me about, and I must be going now."

"The curse on you and your grandfather has been lifted; you may leave here at any time. With your master's status, the people from Beigan will not make things difficult for you."

Master's status?

The contemporary world-walker of the Divine Path Sect?

Can someone from the sect influence the Beigan Divine Dynasty?

Zhang Mang was a bit bewildered, but he still nodded obediently, keeping Jiang Mingzhi's words in his heart.

Jiang Mingzhi thought for a moment and added:

"Additionally, your master is rarely in the Eastern Wasteland. If you have any trouble in the future, you can come to Jiang City to find me."

"Many thanks, Senior Uncle!"

Zhang Mang bowed respectfully, expressing his gratitude for Jiang Mingzhi's generosity.

He knew very well that he could not have obtained this great favor on his own; it was all for the sake of his master.

"Mm, you wait here; I will go call Chu Hairen over for you."

"No need, I have already arrived."

Chu Hairen, who had been waiting outside the room, walked in just then and smiled:

"I was afraid of disturbing your curse-breaking, so I did not enter without permission."

"What is this? Is there a share for me too?"

Jiang Mingzhi tossed the Jade Slip over and headed out the door, saying: "See for yourself. I am going to handle other matters; we have to move everything out by tomorrow."

So mysterious?

Chu Hairen's brows twitched, signaling to Chu Yiping, who was following behind him, not to be nervous, and he quickly began to browse through it.

At first, Chu Hairen was quite dismissive, but soon his expression changed slightly.

His gaze toward Zhang Mang also gradually changed, finally returning to calm.

As for Zhang Mang, he had not changed at all from beginning to end, just standing quietly in attendance with his head bowed.

In his field of vision, Jiang Mingzhi's appearance was a scorched straw doll, looking mysterious and eerie.

And Chu Hairen was a pitch-black, ferocious giant wolf, always crouching low on the ground, preventing others from noticing it.

And when Chu Hairen's gaze swept over Zhang Mang, the giant wolf's gaze fell upon him, sweeping back and forth as if it wanted to swallow him whole.

Zhang Mang felt some fear in his heart and almost reverted to his former state.

But whenever those moments came, he could recall his master's face and the warmth of his palm pressing on his shoulder.

Master, please give me strength.

Relying on the warmth given by his master, he straightened his back and endured Chu Hairen's scrutiny neither servilely nor overbearingly.

Even Chu Hairen was quite satisfied at this moment, praising:

"Not bad, truly as your master said, you are a good seedling."

Chu Hairen patted Zhang Mang on the shoulder and laughed:

"Your master said in his message that if he did not return on time, I should take you to the Chu Family, and you will cultivate with me."

There was one thing Chu Hairen did not say to Zhang Mang.

Regarding Zhang Mang, Ren Yidao only said one sentence in the Jade Slip that made Chu Hairen take him completely seriously:

"Gifted with extraordinary talent, given time, he will surely become a sharp blade struck toward the Eastern Wasteland."

To completely reshape the Eastern Wasteland, relying on just two people is certainly not enough; they need more living strength.

Zhang Mang is exactly such a candidate!

Additionally, Ren Yidao also left three strategies and stories for Chu Hairen to stir up the winds and clouds of the Eastern Wasteland, which could be called the strongest open conspiracies in the world.

They are respectively:

The Order of Extending Favor, the Gold Blade Scheme, and a strategy with a very strange name... Nine Revolutions Intestines!

The matter of the Brocade Pouch was merely a casual move.

If Ren Yidao returned on time, this fallback measure would naturally have no effect.

But if he really did not return due to some accident, it could still provide a guarantee for his little disciple.

He did not just prepare them for Chu Hairen and Jiang Mingzhi; Gongsun Changshou and the people from Beigan also each left a portion for Zhang Mang, telling him to act when the opportunity arose.

Ren Yidao was not worried about his disciple's cleverness.

Ren Yidao had his own plans for letting Zhang Mang go with Chu Hairen instead of returning to the Beiming Divine Continent with Gongsun Changshou or the people from Beigan.

Although Gongsun Changshou was closer to his master, she had not interacted with Luoyue Peak for many years, so she was not very clear about her specific situation.

As for the people from Beigan, Ren Yidao did not know who they specifically were, so he could not rest assured handing him over to them.

Although the probability was small, what if it was some guy who looked down on Ren Yidao or the Divine Path Sect?

Ren Yidao still attached great importance to the safety of his disciple.

He believed that Chu Hairen would not hold anything back from Zhang Mang and would certainly use the best resources to cultivate this future henchman.

"Keep it up, little Zhang Mang! Your master thinks highly of you!"

After reviewing his operations, Ren Yidao completely set his heart at ease and continued to work hard to absorb Spirit Qi to recover.

There was still some time left on the journey, so he did not need to be fully focused for that long.

According to what Gui Yan said:

"Very lucky, the Ruyi Sea is very close to the palace of the Eight Prince, it only needs me to swim for six days to arrive."

This sentence gave Ren Yidao a deeper understanding of the size of the East Sea.

How far can a Dharma Aspect Realm turtle demon swim in six days?

Even without a concept, one could understand that this is a staggering number.

And such a distance, when spoken by Gui Yan, even became "lucky."

Two days had passed since they set off, but they had only barely covered a quarter of the journey.

Because they would also rest along the way.

It was not suggested by Gui Yan, but requested by Ren Yidao himself.

"Gui Yan, let's rest on this island; we can't keep swimming, or you'll get exhausted."

Huh?

I, I am not tired.

Let alone swimming for a day, even if Gui Yan were made to swim continuously for half a month, it would be no problem at all.

"Yes."

Although Gui Yan was surprised in his heart, he still honestly followed the order and stopped at the island ahead.

Ren Yidao jumped off the turtle's back and stretched forcefully, listening to his bones emit a series of cracks.

"Staying in one position for too long makes the whole body feel sore; do you have such troubles?"

Cang Lan jumped from the back of Gui Yan onto the dry ground of the beach in one step, neither her soles nor her hair touching the water.

After the adjustment by Ling Ri, she also understood the true meaning of resting on a deserted island.

Eating and drinking were not problems; it was just moving from one moving ground to another non-moving ground.

Even she actually did not quite understand the reason for Ren Yidao's forced request for a rest.

Was he taking care of her body?

If so, there was no need.

Her body was much stronger than many people's.

But in fact, these two guys were both being sentimental.

This rest was not prepared for them.

The real winner was someone else.

Yao Yue.

The Dao God remaining on the island had already seen through all the secrets.

Ren Yidao also understood Yao Yue's specific location, and how strong the attraction Cang Lan had for her was.

Strong enough to be willing to swim all day chasing a turtle demon for her.

What kind of concept is this? If it could be compared in the same direction, the level of shock would be no less than swimming to chase a speedboat...

Although Ren Yidao could not perceive it, he knew clearly that not long after they went ashore, a white-haired girl would definitely emerge from the water.

She would lie painfully on the beach, shedding tears and feeling grateful for this period of rest.

"Having rested twice already, she should have figured out the pattern by now, right?"

"I think it should be about time to make a move."

Ren Yidao thought this, so he silently closed his eyes, leaned against the back shell of Gui Yan, and began to rest.

"..."

And just one incense stick of time after he closed his eyes, finally someone could no longer hold back and began to take action.

"Cang Lan, Cang Lan."

The ears on top of Cang Lan's head twitched, silently turning toward one direction.

"It's me, it's me!"

Having waited for a long time but seeing no reaction from Cang Yue, she said anxiously again:

"Cang Lanlan!"

At the same time, not far behind her, a faint voice rang out:

"Cang Lanlan~"

Yaoyue:!!?