The boss of a mountain…
With the Eighth Prince's tireless efforts, he would probably be recognized by many people if he took such a position, right?
Many people were still uncertain whether the Ninth Summit really had disciples.
As soon as the Eighth Prince's mountain opened, they would probably know of the answer.
Hence, he decided to forget about it.
"Have you heard of the Witchcloud Gathering?" Jiang Lan asked.
The Eighth Prince had no restrictions in Kunlun, so he knew a lot of things.
Ao Ye loved to drink and spent most of his time at the inn.
He should have heard a lot.
"I've heard that people across the Grand Desolate World will all come to the Witchcloud Gathering." The Eighth Prince sat on the side, placed his hands behind his head and leaned back.
"The most typical example is our Dragon Race. They have come a total of three times to Kunlun, but they have failed to bring me back even once. Even my mother has given up on me.
However, I heard that there are no weaklings among those who are coming this time. And it's different from the previous Witchcloud Gatherings."
"What's the difference?" Jiang Lan took out a broom and started cleaning.
The Ninth Summit had not been cleaned for decades.
There were leaves everywhere and the road was covered in weeds.
He needed time to take care of it.
When Xiao Yu was here, she would most probably clean up with him.
It would probably take longer.
However… it would be more fun.
"I heard it was a normal exchange in the past, but now it seems like we're going to enter the mystic realm to discuss the Dao this time," said the Eighth Prince.
In the past, the participants fought in an arena. Now, they were going to be locked up and forced to fight? Jiang Lan was puzzled.
After sweeping some leaves, he asked.
"The demons are participating too?"
"Not to mention the Demon Race. The Heavenly Human Race, the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race, the Underground's Devils, the Qilin Race, and the Magus Immortals of Mount Numinous are all participating," the Eighth Prince said.
"What about Ba Country?" Jiang Lan asked again.
"Err… I really don't know about this." The Eighth Prince shook his head.
Ba Country was a little strange and it was hard for him to be sure.
"I only heard that they seldom participate in it in the past. After all, I was not born when the last Witchcloud Gathering convened," said the Eighth Prince.
Jiang Lan: "…"
He remembered that the Eighth Prince was still very young when he became an immortal.
It's only been two hundred years, but the other party's already a True Immortal… a mid-stage True Immortal.
With his three strands of fortuitous opportunities, his future cultivation should be even smoother.
"Does brother-in-law want to participate this time?" The Eighth Prince moved back a bit so that Jiang Lan could clean up.
The Eighth Prince really didn't know how to clean.
Hence, he could not help his brother-in-law.
"I should be participating." Jiang Lan nodded.
"I wonder if I can participate. It's good if I can." The Eighth Prince didn't care much about this and continued.
"Recently, the young lad said that his relationship with the girl from the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race has improved a lot. Later on, I went to take a look and found that he was just helping the girl from the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race do work.
I told him very harshly that this would not end well. Only the weak would fawn upon the strong. Furthermore, the girl from the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race wasn't human, so she doesn't have many complicated emotions.
One should use force to solve such a problem in such a case."
The Eighth Prince sounded disappointed.
"Who is the young lad? He's a humanoid beast. How could he be inferior to the girl from the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race? He actually lowered his head to her.
This is just too embarrassing. Fortunately, he still remembered brother-in-law's suggestion to become stronger. Next time, I will definitely make the young man trample on the girl from the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race.
This way, the girl from the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race will know who the owner of the inn is."
Jiang Lan was cleaning at the side and listening to the Eighth Prince's nagging.
The Eight Prince was telling him about the things he had experienced and heard recently.
As for the youth at the inn.
Jiang Lan felt that normal people would have such thoughts.
However, the Eighth Prince was right about one thing.
The youth thought too lowly of himself. He was related to the ferocious beast Qiong Qi. His grandfather's strength was also extraordinary.
His grandfather might be on the same level as the nine summit leaders of Kunlun.
Did a grandson of such a person need to lower his head before a girl from the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race?
Even if he couldn't compare to the other party's race, did the girl have an absolute high status in the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race?
If she didn't, she definitely couldn't be compared to the youth.
Take the Eighth Prince for example. As an innate immortal, even the dragons could not bear to pay such a huge price to redeem him.
The importance of the girl from the Heavenly Feather Phoenix Race would not exceed that of the Eighth Prince.
In the evening.
Jiang Lan had cleaned most of the area.
The Eighth Prince was still nagging.
"By the way, Brother-in-law, I suddenly remembered something." The Eighth Prince was helping to pluck the weeds.
He knew how to use spell techniques to pluck them, but he liked to use his hands.
It seemed that it was more convenient to use dragon's claws, Jiang Lan thought.
He did not speak, but waited for the Eighth Prince to continue.
"A few months ago, I suddenly felt like I was being targeted by someone. I had this feeling when I was being hunted by demons. I think it has something to do with that Fist God." The Eighth Prince looked at Jiang Lan and said carefully.
"Brother-in-law, are you being watched even without saying their names?"
In fact, he indeed experienced this.
Normal people would not be watched, but the Eighth Prince was not normal.
The Eighth Prince was lucky to have the fortuitous opportunities. However, they came with danger at the same time.
"If we don't get close to the demons, there won't be any danger." Jiang Lan walked on the road and the surrounding weeds flew up one by one. He turned to look at the Eighth Prince and said softly.
"Saying out some names are very dangerous, but some might help you resolve the danger you are in."
Hearing this, the Eighth Prince smiled and felt much more at ease.
"Brother-in-law, when are you getting married to my sister? How many little dragon humans do you want?"
Would the upper half of his child's body be that of a dragon, while the lower half was that of a human? Jiang Lan placed the weed aside, feeling a bit puzzled.
Wouldn't that make his child look bad?
"Did the Eighth Prince come out of an egg?" Jiang Lan asked curiously.
"Yes, my eggshell is my armor. An innate immortal's shell is unparalleled.
When brother-in-law and my sister's child is born, I will share a part of my eggshell," said the Eighth Prince.
So would Xiao Yu have to hatch an egg in her stomach and give birth to it?
This was a little troublesome.
How would he get the eggshell out?
He suddenly felt that marrying a dragon was not suitable.
When he had time, he would go and check on such knowledge.
He wanted to see if the process would be similar to that of humans if Xiao Yu maintained her human form.
"The eggshell should have a close connection with the dragon it's born with. You need to use it to condense your power," Jiang Lan said softly.
"Brother-in-law is human. My sister's child might not have a shell." The Eighth Prince felt that a shell-less dragon was too pitiful.
Jiang Lan was silent.
He stopped talking and continued to pluck the weeds.
He should be able to take care of the entire Ninth Summit by tonight.
For the past few days, he did not plan on cultivating or comprehending the Dao. He needed to calm his heart after advancing to the Heaven Immortal Realm.
After becoming a Heaven Immortal, he felt that he had become much stronger. He wanted to go out and test his strength.
This was a dangerous thought.
If one was arrogant, one would have the urge to fight with others.
If one's disposition could not keep up with the changes in one's strength, it would bring about a crisis.
To think that he would be invincible just because he was able to advance his cultivation quickly was not something that could be taken lightly.
Early in the morning, the Eighth Prince bade farewell to Jiang Lan and left.
He was going to hunt for wild animals and find a suitable mountain.
He wanted to be the king of a mountain.
Jiang Lan didn't raise any objections.
With the cultivation of a True Immortal, he truly possessed the strength to rule over a mountain.
As long as the stronger disciples and personal disciples did not cause trouble, the Eighth Prince would still be able to sit firmly on the throne.
Except…
What was the use of occupying a mountain?
Jiang Lan shook his head. He planned to tend to the flowers.
He had to take care of it before Xiao Yu came out of seclusion.
The Witchcloud Gathering did not seem like it was going to be peaceful. He could only hope that the people he met liked to keep a low profile.
