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Upon hearing this, Jiang Xi instantly lost her composure and exclaimed, "Are you saying that the Sky Pavilion is located in Kunlun Mountain?"
Fong Yang nodded and replied, "Kunlun Mountain is merely one stronghold of the Sky Pavilion. The Sky Pavilion is a transcendent force that surpasses the Nine Nations, known to all. Its terrifying reputation is that of a sacred place unique in the minds of people, not belonging to the martial world nor the imperial court, but an enormous power independent from the mundane world. It concerns itself with worldly matters yet possesses the most comprehensive and far-reaching structure of influence, excelling in medicine, poison, martial arts, military strategy, intelligence, and even possessing many unknown secret techniques."
"The existence of the Sky Pavilion is as imposing and noble as its name suggests, looking down upon the world from the clouds. Even the emperors of the Nine Nations would shudder at the mention of Kunlun Mountain's Sky Pavilion. The Guild Master of the Sky Pavilion is a reclusive figure, rarely seen by the public. The only impression people have of him is one of mystery and unattainability. Kunlun Mountain is surrounded by formations; without a guide, one could easily get lost in its treacherous arrays."
Jiang Xi asked in confusion, "Fong Yang, what are we going to do at Kunlun Mountain?"
Fong Yang teased her a bit before saying, "You'll know when we get there."
Feeling intrigued by his mysterious demeanor, Jiang Xi couldn't help but speculate, "Could it be that Fong Yang has some connection to the Sky Pavilion?"
Just then, their carriage came to a stop. Jiang Xi raised an eyebrow and joked, "You’re not planning to trick me into going to Kunlun Mountain to sell me off as a bandit’s wife, are you?"
Fong Yang replied with a playful tone, "Yes indeed; I am the bandit leader, and you will be my wife."
Thinking he was joking, Jiang Xi nodded seriously and said, "Being a bandit’s wife doesn’t sound too bad—free and unrestrained; I could live however I want."
Fong Yang helped Jiang Xi down from the carriage and said, "The road ahead is difficult for carriages; I’ll ride with you on horseback."
He lifted Jiang Xi onto his horse and leaned down to ask her, "Are you tired?"
The warm breath against her ear made Jiang Xi's heart race as she replied, "With such a handsome husband by my side, how could I be tired? It's just that getting off the carriage so suddenly made me feel a bit cold."
As the horse began to run, Fong Yang urged Jiang Xi to lean closer to him to share his warmth. The gentle heat not only warmed her body but also eased her fatigue.
Jiang Xi felt a warmth in her heart; Fong Yang was perhaps the most considerate man she had encountered in her two lifetimes.
The world knew him as the Regent of the Great Zhou, but few realized he held a fearsome and awe-inspiring identity.
After an unknown duration of travel, Fong Yang and Jiang Xi had arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.
Fong Yang gently reminded Jiang Xi, "Do not stray even a step away, or you might easily get lost in the formation."
Jiang Xi, still unaware of the danger, blinked in confusion and asked, "How does the prince know this place so well? You can't possibly be a bandit leader, can you?"
Yin Ye, who had just arrived, couldn't help but retort at Jiang Xi's words, "What bandit leader? The Sky Pavilion on Kunlun Mountain is a revered place that everyone respects; how could it possibly be associated with a bandit?"
Fong Yang shot a cold glance at Yin Ye, causing him to shrink back and immediately fall silent, taking two steps back. He thought to himself: It seems I've figured it out; no matter what Lady Jiang says, the master believes she is always right.
If the master were a king, he would undoubtedly be recorded in history as a foolish monarch who would forsake his kingdom for a beauty—he deserved it.
Han Yue glanced at the oblivious Yin Ye and pondered: Little did he know that the prince held the lady in the highest regard.
Yin Ye shot him a sidelong glance, as if to say: Of course I know; I just didn't expect the master to favor Lady Jiang to such an extent.
Kunlun Mountain towered thousands of feet high, its peaks majestic and undulating, with rugged cliffs and perilous valleys. Jiang Xi gazed up at the towering summit, her brow slightly furrowed.
Jiang Xi said, "Fong Yang, with the Sky Pavilion perched atop such a high mountain, do those who live there rely solely on themselves for sustenance?"
Hearing this, Yin Ye couldn't resist seizing another opportunity to speak before his master.
He said, "The subordinates of the Sky Pavilion are all experts; their lightness skill allows them to move freely, as if walking on flat ground, up and down the mountains."
Jiang Xi gasped in surprise and said, "That's amazing! So the legendary lightness skill that allows one to traverse the heavens and earth really exists!"
Fong Yang then asked her, "Do you want to give it a try?"
Before Jiang Xi could respond, Fong Yang scooped her up in a princess carry. With a push off his toes, they soared into the air, the sound of rushing wind filling her ears as the mountain scenery flashed by. The path was long and winding, but Fong Yang effortlessly navigated through the dense forest without breaking a sweat.
For the first time, Jiang Xi felt such incredible power; it was exhilarating. At the same time, she was astonished by Fong Yang's strength.
They flew for what felt like an eternity until a long stone staircase appeared before them. Fong Yang slowed down and gently set Jiang Xi back on her feet.
"How does it feel?"
Standing on solid ground, Jiang Xi looked up at the green stone steps leading to the mountain peak, surrounded by picturesque scenery. She smiled sweetly at Fong Yang and said, "I'm quite surprised; I didn't expect you to be this impressive."
Suddenly, numerous black-clad experts appeared on either side of the staircase, kneeling in unison as if welcoming an emperor.
"Subordinates respectfully welcome the Guild Master!"
Jiang Xi finally reacted and turned to look at the man beside her. "Fong Yang, so you're the Guild Master of Sky Pavilion."
Fong Yang remained silent, simply tightening his grip on her hand as he stepped onto the stone staircase.
Taking a deep breath of fresh air, Jiang Xi felt invigorated and said, "Fong Yang, you truly are unfathomable; I feel like I hardly know you anymore."
Fong Yang lowered his gaze at her and said, "It's alright; we can take our time to understand each other."
Jiang Xi fell silent. In his past life, he had indeed known too little about him. He never expected that besides holding the esteemed title of Regent, Fong Yang had other impressive identities. But how did he manage that?
Suddenly struck by a whimsical thought, Jiang Xi spoke up, "Fong Yang, do you think that with such high mountains shrouded in mist all year round, there might have been immortals cultivating here in the past?"
Before Fong Yang could respond, his gossiping bodyguard, Yin Ye, chimed in, "Where would there be immortals in this world, miss? Have you been reading too many myths?"
Fong Yang glanced at the inquisitive bodyguard and, feeling exasperated, called out, "Han Yue, find a cliff and throw Yin Ye off it."
Han Yue cheerfully replied, "Yes."
Yin Ye's expression changed slightly, and he immediately fell silent.
Han Yue looked at him with mischief in his eyes and asked with a smile, "Yin Ye, would you prefer to choose a nice spot yourself or shall I just toss you off right here?"
Yin Ye quickly begged for mercy, "Han Yue, I was wrong! Can we just forget it?"
Jiang Xi couldn't help but laugh at the two of them.
Yin Ye was actually quite endearing. Seeing her smile so happily made Fong Yang hold back his words; after all, he perfectly embodied the principle that whatever his wife said was what went.
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