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Penglai, Mirage Tower Mountain.

At the same time that the Old Ancestor of Crow Nest in the South Sea had a thousand years of cultivation severed away, a middle-aged Daoist dressed in the same manner arrived at Penglai Sect in the East Sea.

He wore an ancient, simple blue-black Daoist robe.

Yet this middle-aged man was more handsome and imposing. Though he too wore no expression, he possessed an aloof, weathered air.

He stood within Daoist Cangsheng's cave abode, his gaze sharp as he faced the Penglai Sect Master.

"Yang Buwei?" Daoist Cangsheng looked at this uninvited guest with some uncertainty. "You've changed too much."

"If you stayed in that godforsaken place for a hundred years, you would change a great deal too." The middle-aged Daoist called Yang Buwei answered indifferently.

"You've appeared here because that matter failed, I presume?" Daoist Cangsheng asked.

"If you had succeeded, I would never have appeared here at all." Yang Buwei's tone remained utterly emotionless. "You should have come to find me."

"It was I who failed to fulfill our agreement." Daoist Cangsheng shook his head. "I now suspect it was Shenxu Temple's scheme from the very beginning. They couldn't possibly have not known what we wanted that innate spirit fetus for, yet they still gave it to me. Because that demonic fetus simply couldn't be raised alive. They knew this could never succeed."

"Shenxu Temple..." Yang Buwei lowered his head and looked at his palm. "I am Shenxu Temple."

A complex golden divine pattern lay in the center of his right palm, like some kind of brand, radiating an unusual spiritual glow.

"You are from Penglai." Daoist Cangsheng emphasized the two words "Penglai" as he reminded him, "Have you forgotten what we were doing this for in the first place?"

"I've forgotten everything