It took three full days for Ian and his group to strip the Nangong Family of every last resource.
Of the fifty percent share taken by Galen Silverwing, Rhea Redmoon, and Star River God, they gave Ian ten percent.
If all those resources were converted to god-crystals, it would be a full trillion.
Ian was very satisfied with that.
Right now, he was easily one of the richest Upper‑Rank Gods around. With these resources, he didn’t need to worry about cultivation supplies anymore.
Ancestor Cyrus let out a heavy sigh. "Your Master Uncle was refining a divine artifact, but he overexerted himself and forgot to suppress his aura, which drew the God Tribulation. Luckily, the two of us joined forces and managed to snatch a wisp of his soul from the tribulation, sending him to reincarnate in the lower realms!"
Back in Yushan Prefecture, Ian went straight to see Selena Owens.
"Is it over?"
Selena Owens asked.
Ian nodded. "All the Nangong Family's gods were spared!"
"Thank you!"
Ancestor Cyrus and Ancestor Martin both looked downcast.
After things with the Nangong Family were settled, Ian threw himself back into missions. Whenever he had free time, he studied the restriction knowledge his master had left in his sea of consciousness.
Two months flew by in a flash.
Out of thirty-six Three-Star missions, Ian had already completed thirty.
Ancestor Cyrus let out a heavy sigh. "Your Master Uncle was refining a divine artifact, but he overexerted himself and forgot to suppress his aura, which drew the God Tribulation. Luckily, the two of us joined forces and managed to snatch a wisp of his soul from the tribulation, sending him to reincarnate in the lower realms!"
After all, finishing twenty-nine missions in two months meant he was basically completing one every two days—his efficiency was off the charts.
Originally, their reunion should have been a joyous occasion, but because of Ancestor Grimm’s situation, everyone’s mood was a bit gloomy.
Ian arrived at the Flying God Platform once again.
Ancestor Cyrus and Ancestor Grimm easily got their temporary residence permits. Ian even bought two courtyards for his masters and handed them a pile of resources so they could cultivate in peace.
Rhea Redmoon shot him an annoyed look, and Ian had no choice but to obediently open his mouth. He secretly nodded—Rhea’s cooking really was delicious.
Before he knew it, the two of them had nearly finished the bottle of God-King's Drunk. Ian felt a rare drunkenness, and even Rhea Redmoon's beautiful face was tinged with intoxication.
Suddenly, Rhea Redmoon leaned closer, her charm in full bloom, and asked in a sultry tone, "Little brother, do you think your big sister is beautiful?"
Ian swept his gaze over the crowd and instantly spotted two familiar figures. Overjoyed, he shouted, “Master! Grandmaster!”
Hearing his voice, Ancestor Martin and Ancestor Cyrus immediately turned to look.
They quickly walked over.
"Haha, disciple, we finally meet again!"
By Immortal World reckoning, they hadn’t seen each other for tens of thousands of years.
As master and disciple reunited, they naturally exchanged greetings. Ancestor Cyrus and Ancestor Martin had both ascended after reaching eighteenth-layer Ancestral Immortal, so both now had early Mid-Rank God cultivation.
"Where’s Master Uncle? Why didn’t he ascend?" Ian asked.
"Sigh, your Master Uncle failed his tribulation."
Ancestor Qiyun and Ancestor Mantian both looked downcast.
"No way?"
Ian’s face was full of disbelief. Before he ascended, he’d given them God-King-level cultivation methods—how could Master Uncle possibly fail his tribulation?
"Sigh!"
Ancestor Qiyun let out a heavy sigh. "Your Master Uncle was refining a divine artifact, but he overexerted himself and forgot to suppress his aura, which drew the God Tribulation. Luckily, the two of us joined forces and managed to snatch a wisp of his soul from the tribulation, sending him to reincarnate in the lower realms!"
Hearing this, Ian’s expression eased a little.
Originally, their reunion should have been a joyous occasion, but because of Master Uncle Jue Mo’s situation, everyone’s mood was a bit gloomy.
With Ian’s help,
Ancestor Qiyun and Ancestor Jue Mo easily got their temporary residence permits. Ian even bought two courtyards for his masters and handed them a pile of resources so they could cultivate in peace.
With all these resources, they wouldn’t have to worry about cultivation supplies all the way up to peak Upper‑Rank God.
Ian then asked his two masters about Hannah Murong and his parents.
They told him his parents had now reached seventeenth-layer Ancestral Immortal.
Meanwhile, all his children had reached fifteenth-layer Ancestral Immortal.
Especially his son Zane Song, who was now Emperor of the Great Qin Immortal Nation—he’d already reached peak seventeenth-layer Ancestral Immortal, just one step away from the eighteenth layer. So, he’d already passed the throne to his own son and was preparing to go into closed-door cultivation to break through to the eighteenth layer and ascend to the God Realm.
As for Hannah Murong, she could have ascended long ago—she’d just been waiting for his parents.
Ian was pretty moved by that.
Since he wasn’t short on god-crystals, Ian bought a huge compound in Yushan Prefecture and moved everyone in.
A month later,
Ian completed all thirty-six Three-Star missions and was successfully promoted to Four-Star God-Demon.
His cultivation was already high enough to be promoted to Five-Star God-Demon, but he still needed to complete one hundred and eight Four-Star missions.
After a short break,
Ian started grinding missions again. In just three months, he finished twenty Four-Star missions. Don’t think that’s slow—every Four-Star mission was tough.
That day.
Ian had just returned from a mission and handed in his report, planning to rest for a few days, when he suddenly got a message from Rhea Redmoon, asking him to come over.
"Where’s Silverwing?"
When he arrived at the courtyard where Rhea Redmoon and Silverwing lived, Silverwing was nowhere to be seen.
Ever since the Nangong Family incident, Silverwing had been much warmer toward him.
"Oh, he had to leave Yushan Prefecture for some business. He probably won’t be back for several months," Rhea Redmoon said with a bright smile.
"Really? So, what did you want to see me about, sis?"
"What, I can’t call you over unless I have something important?"
Rhea Redmoon shot Ian a look. Rhea was already stunning, and with her unique aura, that glance made Ian’s heart skip a beat.
Still, he was a man of much experience with women, so after a brief daze, he quickly pulled himself together.
But Rhea noticed everything, and the corners of her lips curled into a barely-there smile. "I heard you’ve been grinding missions like crazy lately, so I called you over. I wanted to cook a few dishes myself to reward you!"
"How could I trouble you, sis? Why don’t I cook instead? My skills aren’t half bad!"
"No need—just relax! It’ll be ready soon!"
As she spoke, Rhea Redmoon took out ingredients and shaped kitchenware from divine power right in front of Ian, then started cooking.
In no time, the table was filled with mouthwatering, fragrant, and beautiful dishes.
Next, Rhea Redmoon brought out two wine cups and a wine pot, filled the cups, and handed one to Ian.
This wine wasn’t ordinary. The moment he tasted it, a strange fragrance filled his mouth; as it slid down his throat, it turned into a mysterious power that spread through his whole body—even his soul.
For a moment, Ian actually felt a little tipsy.
"Sis, what kind of wine is this?"
Ian couldn’t help but ask.
Rhea Redmoon chuckled, "It’s called God-King’s Drunk. Even a God-King would get drunk if they drank too much, so take it slow!"
"That explains it! No wonder I feel a little buzzed."
Ian sighed emotionally. Ever since his cultivation reached a certain level, he’d never been able to get drunk. This was the first time in years he’d felt tipsy, and it was wonderful.
"Here, try some of the food I made!"
Rhea Redmoon picked up a piece of food and held it to Ian’s mouth, signaling him to open up.
He was startled and quickly said, "Sis, no need—I can do it myself!"
"Open wide!"