The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 670 - 379 I Want to Join the Sect_2
She first released demon energy and then conjured vines from her sleeves. To the several unsuspecting Rhino Demons, they truly believed her original form was that of a Vine Demon. In the Bashen Mountain Range, known as the stronghold of demons, any demon species appearing wouldn’t be surprising. However, the name ’Devouring Demon Vine’ was indeed too detestable here.
No wonder she was reluctant to reveal her affiliation, the Rhino Demon thought.
"Did I qualify?" she asked eagerly, her big eyes shimmering.
Xi Yan coughed and said, "It’s not that simple. Normally, you have to pass the Qingming Hall test. Or... well, if you can defeat the guard behind me, that would also count as qualifying." He turned his head and said to Fu Yunzhang, "She and a few others want to join the Hidden Stream Sect. Do you have any objections?"
Fu Yunzhang stiffly said, "No." This girl is really crazy, but since she’s not one of his subordinates, she can do whatever she wants.
"Then please leave, the Hidden Stream’s evaluation does not need outsiders to watch."
The noble and cold quality of Hidden Stream hit them head on. The folks from the Immortal Bandits pursed their lips and followed Fu Yunzhang, turning around and departing with the guide.
Ning Xiaoxian said, "Please allow me to bid them farewell." After Xi Yan nodded, she quickly chased after Fu Yunzhang. Ning Xiaoxian discussed with Changtian as she walked: "The matter of the medicinal herbs must be man-made. It seems there are also underground currents surging within the Hidden Stream Sect, truly living up to the name ’Hidden Stream.’" 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
"Before I left, I implemented a tri-leader system in Hidden Stream to have them compete against each other. As it turns out, it has now become a dual leadership system." Changtian said coldly with a smile, "Internal strife isn’t a disgrace, but to harm the sect’s reputation outside for personal interest, that person is indeed limited in intelligence."
Ali had long given Ning Xiaoxian a reason to take her away from Nian Family Village, and now she didn’t need to return to that village, so it was time to part ways with the folks from the Immortal Bandits here.
Hearing her catching up, Fu Yunzhang’s expression was complex as he said, "I don’t know what mysterious things you are up to in that room, nor do I want to know. But I once told you, don’t drag my team into trouble." He always felt that Ning Xiaoxian’s behavior today was unusual, and it wasn’t just about alchemy. As a professional highway robber, he trusted his instincts.
She smiled and remained silent.
"But you didn’t keep your promise. This morning, we were almost detained by Hidden Stream and would have become the second fool to provoke the Demon Sect in seven hundred years, all because of you." Fu Yunzhang coldly said, "So, the favor I owe you, including the grace you’ve given to the Ling Family, are all erased. From now on, we’re squared, unrelated to each other."
Ning Xiaoxian raised her eyebrows, her expression a mix of smirking and not smiling: "Don’t be like that, I pose no threat to the Immortal Bandits. Don’t be so quick to sever ties, Mr. Fu, otherwise you’ll regret it in the future." She then changed the subject, "This morning I held up the time, and these two God Transformation Pills are an apology."
She took out the God Transformation Pills from her bosom, along with a paper slip and handed them over: "Also, I’ll give you another great deed. The plague is ravaging the continent, and this is the cure, proven by tests to be effective and cost-efficient."
Fu Yunzhang’s expression changed. After looking it over for a while, he finally said, "So much merit, you’re willing to give it to us?" Mixing elixirs according to this prescription could save countless lives, and the more people saved, the more merit the Immortal Bandits would earn. She had indeed granted them a huge favor again.
He did not doubt the legitimacy of this medicinal prescription. This girl would never do such a pointless thing.
"Saving a life is more virtuous than erecting a seven-tier stupa. What does it matter who saves them? I just hope the common people can survive." When she said this, it came from the bottom of her heart, and Fu Yunzhang saw a burning zeal in her eyes. Since she was busy heading westwards and short on hands, if these cultivators could go mix medicines to save people, it couldn’t be better. The so-called merits, in her heart, weren’t as important as human lives.
He owed her a favor that truly could never be repaid. He gave a bitter smile, said his farewells, and led the Immortal Bandits away. The group silently followed the original path and left the mountain. Passing by that old tree, Fu Yunzhang retrieved his Ironwood Token.
Looking back, Bashen Mountain Range remained ancient and silent, yet the massive mountains were filled with an oppressive atmosphere. No matter how many times they came, this place always held a sense of mystery in the hearts of the Immortal Bandits. Luckily, they had no intention of discovering its secrets.
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Outside the house was a large clearing. Outsiders had already left, and now it was time for the screening of new members joining the sect—such a rare bustle! In Hidden Stream, a whole bunch of demons who usually had nothing to do but stroll idly crowded over, packing the open space tightly all around in layers.
They displayed a mix of indifferent and excited expressions on their faces, with a hint of cruel pleasure in their eyes, resembling seasoned veterans. One fellow even opened a betting pool, and judging by the skillful way he collected money, this was not his first rodeo. This wasn’t the human world; the bets the demons passed around were usually Spirit Stones, elixirs, or some materials. Changtian recognized that the guy was a White Weasel Demon, which was also a white mongoose, kin to the weasel demon dispatched from God Demon Prison to help Ning Yu manage the Pian State Bank.
Feeling their aura, Ning Xiaoxian was a bit shocked. There were no demons below the Wanxiang Stage here. Although the open space was too small and the demons all appeared in human forms—some scholarly, some wild, some beautiful, some rugged—the bloodthirsty and belligerent aura they emitted from within was not something those demons, used to fine clothes and food, could compare to. Such a devouring desire, or a chilling bloodlust, could only be forged through years of brutal slaughter and combat.
Wasn’t it said that Hidden Stream was confined to the deep mountains? Who were they fighting against? (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
