She has married into wealth, but Tang Yi has not.

The people of the Formless Race were supposed to marry among themselves, but the clan tacitly allowed him to be with Huo Lanxin... naturally, there were other intentions behind this.

Merely having the bloodline is not enough; without the mask, one cannot be considered a true member of the Formless Race.

At first, it was Song Yan and Tang Yi drinking and eating meat, while Huo Lanxin cooked on the side, and the Immortal Mother Xing was buzzing in thought, wondering how long this old monster intended to keep up the pretense.

But soon, Song Yan became the one cooking.

Song Yan skillfully flipped the roasted meat.

His culinary skills were exceptional, and now, they had reached perfection.

Soon, Tang Yi and the others were eating with total abandon.

Immortal Mother Xing also forgot her worries and happily ate, thinking to herself, 'The old monster's cooking is really delicious, oh my, it's so delicious.'

There was a minor incident when a demon beast in the mountain was attracted to the scent of the roast, only to be slain by Huo Lanxin with one stroke of her sword, turning into roasted meat as well.

After their meal, they discussed cultivation experiences and anecdotes from ancient countries for a while, during which Song Yan mostly listened, and then seeing the sun set, he got up to clean.

Previously, Tang Yi might have harbored a trace of a heart demon, a trace brought by the "last straw of Song Han," but at this moment, that heart demon had dissipated.

Taking advantage of the wine's influence, he asked his wife and mother to wait there while he and Song Yan went for a stroll further away.

As they walked away, a drunken Tang Yi said, "Brother Han is so sincere to me; I am truly grateful."

Song Yan replied, "Why say such things?"

Tang Yi laughed heartily, "What a fine 'why say such things'!"

He closed his eyes deeply and suddenly said, "Brother Han, may I ask you a question, and you answer truthfully."

Song Yan said, "Please, go ahead."

Tang Yi hesitated, a bit struggling, and said, "You and my... mother... could it be that you have..."

Song Yan widened his eyes at him.

Tang Yi mustered his courage and blurted out the last two syllables: "Dual Cultivation?"

Song Yan looked surprised, shaking his head repeatedly, "How could that be? Yi, what are you thinking?!"

Tang Yi blushed and stammered, "Then... then... why does my mother trust you so much?"

Song Yan's eyes lowered slightly, he sighed softly, and then said earnestly, "I'm not a lone man, I have close relatives back home. These connections are known to the Immortal Mother. That's the first reason.

The second is, the Immortal Mother can discern my character; one who gives me peaches, I will repay with plums.

Therefore, there is this trust."

The last little knot in Tang Yi's heart was instantly untied.

At this moment, he felt his heart was clear and open, without any obstacles.

Although the Purple Mansion Realm was distant, he felt no longer bound, and his journey would undoubtedly be smooth.

Tang Yi said deeply, "Brother Han, from now on, you and I are true brothers. No matter what happens in the future, I, Tang Yi, will definitely stand by your side. Thank you very much!"

The two of them soon returned, and the four of them took a carriage back.

That night, Song Yan would temporarily stay at Tang Yi's residence, and later... would be escorted by Immortal Mother Xing to the Ancestral Vein Secret Realm.

The Secret Realm required someone from the Formless Race to activate, but Song Yan's realm was low, so he needed escorting.

...

...

Late at night.

Tang Yi's residence...

Every pavilion in the rear residence was hidden, preventing inspection, including the one where Song Yan stayed.

Immortal Mother Xing moved silently, and when she arrived at a pavilion, her expression changed several times, finally taking a deep breath, she pushed open the door, twisting her graceful body, revealing a wanton look, with a charming smile she looked at Song Yan who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and with a tap on her tiptoes, she drifted forward.

She had thought all day, thinking that the only thing she could do was to try to please this old monster with her body.

However, halfway there, she heard a faint voice.

"Aunt Xing."

Immortal Mother Xing twirled around, landing opposite Song Yan, biting her lip, she said, "Master..."

Song Yan said, "Aunt Xing, you and I no longer need to maintain a relationship through union."

Immortal Mother Xing of course understood.

She had already lost her value.

The old monster before her, if he wanted to kill her, he wouldn't need to go to such lengths.

Song Yan said, "These past days, I helped Tang Yi eliminate the heart demon that might have erupted. His path to the Purple Mansion should be smooth and unimpeded."

Immortal Mother Xing said deeply, "Thank you, Master."

Then she added, "Since the Master is the prodigy of the Formless Ancient Race, my son and I will truly rely on the Master."

Song Yan nodded slightly, "I am always good to my people."

Immortal Mother Xing's face showed joy.

She realized not only would she not die, but she had also exceeded her original goal, moving from being by the old monster's side to being by the side of a prodigy of the "Formless Ancient Race."

She sweetly said, "Then Master, what else do I need to do?"

Song Yan suddenly said, "Will Huo Lanxin leave with Tang Yi this time?"

Immortal Mother Xing didn't know what the Master meant, but she answered truthfully, "She is Yi'Er's Dao companion, of course together."

Song Yan said, "Then... if you have any powerful cultivators under your command, gather them as soon as possible. If there are any Purple Mansion Cultivators who are friendly with you, it's best to invite them here within the next few years. Because... very soon, you will have trouble."

Immortal Mother Xing was taken aback, "What trouble?"

Song Yan said, "This trouble would originally target you, Huo Lanxin, and Tang Yi, but since the latter two are leaving with the Formless Ancient Race seniors, it's no longer an issue. But you will become the sole target."

He then said seriously, "There will be mysterious cultivators coming to capture you, their power should be at the Purple Mansion Realm."

Immortal Mother Xing: ...

Song Yan said, "Can you handle them?"

Immortal Mother Xing's face turned cold, "If outside, I might be afraid, but here it's the home ground of the Formless Ancient Race.

In this territory, having received your warning, if I still get killed by some outsider minions, I might as well write my name backward.

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