Ancestor Nanming's Guilt

"Yes!" Sikong Jue answered decisively. He understood. If the Restriction Breaking Pill was truly that miraculous, it would be extremely important to the World Commerce Association.

Yin Baikang slowly turned around, first glancing at Jing Yuankong, then finally fixing his gaze on Sikong Jue, and said, "The Restriction Breaking Pill is of utmost importance. Logically, I should have gone there personally, but I must give face to the One-Armed Old Ghost, so it's inconvenient for me to get involved myself. Besides, what about Wen Lanfeng's side..."

Feeling he'd gone a bit off-topic, he paused before continuing, "If you can bring Niu Youde to our World Commerce Association, that would be best. If not, see if you can buy the Pill Formula for the Restriction Breaking Pill. A higher price is fine, as long as it's not too outrageous. In short, before we can guarantee the interests of our World Commerce Association, Niu Youde and the Restriction Breaking Pill Formula cannot fall into the hands of others. That would be too much of a threat to our World Commerce Association. If necessary, we'd rather destroy them."

"Disciple understands." Sikong Jue bowed slightly, then frowned and asked, "What if lords from other countries interfere?"

Yin Baikang said with his hands behind his back, "You don't need to worry about that. The One-Armed Old Ghost has Lou Yanqing behind him, and the lords of various countries won't go to the Ghost Manor without any scruples. Besides, Wen Lanfeng has already started receiving guests, and everyone will probably have to go to the Biyuan Kingdom first. I will find a way to keep them occupied and give you enough time."

"I have done my best," Sikong Jue bowed.

"You should handle the specifics yourself and try to avoid conflict with the one-armed old ghost. To put it another way, didn't Niu Youde say he was going to sell the Restriction Breaking Pill at the 'Treasure Gathering Basin Convention'? If we can stop others from succeeding before then, then when the 'Treasure Gathering Basin Convention' takes place, with the financial resources of my World Commerce Association, we will be the biggest winners," Yin Baikang said confidently.

"Yes!" Sikong Jue also became confident. With his master holding off the other experts, what did he have to worry about?

"Yuan Kong. Your senior brother and I are away, so the family is in your care," Yin Baikang called out.

"This disciple will certainly guard our home and ensure that Master and Senior Brother have no worries," Jing Yuankong replied.

After giving his instructions, Yin Baikang sped off towards the Biyuan Kingdom and disappeared into the distance. The two fellow disciples also went down the mountain; one continued with his own tasks, while the other gathered men to prepare for their journey to the Jinshan Kingdom.

In fact, it wasn't just the World Commerce Association that took action; all the nations, like cats smelling blood, dispatched their most capable disciples and subordinates to the Jinshan Kingdom. Before the Yue Qianchou incident in the Jinshan Kingdom had even subsided, Niu Youde stirred up another storm, truly one wave after another...

Those cultivators who could only watch the spectacle but couldn't get involved couldn't help but sigh. The Cultivation World was truly in turmoil. The Treasure Gathering Basin Convention, previously postponed from the eighth to the ninth major event, had now been pushed down again by the Restriction Breaking Pill incident, relegating it to the tenth.

In the sacred grounds of the Biyuan Kingdom, in the rear chamber of the temple, Wen Lanfeng slowly emerged from a complex communication array filled with Spirit Stone. Having obtained the coordinates of the Ancestor Nanming's communication array while on Shuntian Island, he had just informed Shuntian Island of some details.

The person he was talking to was Nong Zhu, who was bored out of his mind. He could imagine the scene of the Ancestor Nanming shouting at the top of his lungs after he found out.

Outside the arched doorway of the back room, Wen Rui greeted Wen Lanfeng, who had a slight smile on his face. He noticed that ever since the ancestor returned from the Demon Ghost Domain, smiles had appeared on his face from time to time, and the melancholy that was always on his face had faded considerably, as if he had let go of something that he couldn't let go of.

What puzzled him most was that although the patriarch had been defeated by Bi Changchun, he still maintained frequent contact with the Demon Ghost Domain...

"Ancestor, as you instructed, the long-waiting guests have been arranged by the 'Xixin Lake'," Wen Rui reported as Wen Lanfeng walked slowly by.

In the soft, hazy light, Wen Lanfeng, who had previously been somewhat melancholic, appeared rather dignified and elegant. He walked along the pristine white jade-paved corridor, asking as he went, "How many people have come?"

"Nearly a hundred Spirit Transformation stage experts from various countries have arrived, and more are arriving one after another," Wen Rui replied.

"Oh! Only about a hundred people have arrived?" Wen Lanfeng asked casually, "Has the news that I'm going to receive guests been spread?"

Wen Rui smiled and said, "The news has already been released. Ancestor, do you plan to meet with them today?"

Wen Lanfeng said dismissively, "Let's wait another day! Let's wait for more people. I don't have time to waste on their endless chatter!"

"Ah... this..." Wen Rui said with a wry smile, "Ancestor, this is not good! Some people who arrived early have been waiting for more than ten days, and some are already cursing, saying they have never seen us treat guests like this. Some even said that if you don't show up soon, they will go back."

"Hmph!" Wen Lanfeng stopped and turned around indifferently, saying, "Go tell them that although my place is not as good as Demon Ghost Domain Shuntian Island Realm, it is not a place where anyone can come and go as they please. Those who are bold may try it, and I will personally pay a visit."

The imposing presence of the second-best martial artist in the world was instantly revealed. He then grumbled as he walked, "Looks like I need to learn from Bi Changchun. Sometimes being too amiable isn't necessarily a good thing. Shuntian Island is peaceful and carefree; who would dare disturb us so easily?"

"Uh..." Wen Rui's expression twitched. The ancestor's fighting spirit had returned, which was a good thing, but having him relay his exact words to everyone would inevitably offend many. After all, the Biyuan Kingdom wasn't like the Demon Ghost Domain, which was peaceful and detached from worldly affairs; everyone there frequently interacted and had dealings with each other...

"Any new news from the Misty Forest?" Wen Lanfeng asked again.

Wen Rui quickly caught up and replied, "Now everyone's attention has turned to the Ghost Manor and the Misty Forest. After Yue Qianchou appeared a few times, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he hid in the Misty Forest and hasn't appeared since."

"Heh! What exactly is this guy up to?" Wen Lanfeng shook his head and smiled.

When news spread that the Myriad Sword Demon Lord possessed a treasure in the Misty Forest, he was immediately captivated, and the Biyuan Kingdom was also gathering forces to prepare for the treasure hunt. However, upon receiving news that Yue Qianchou had leaked the information, he immediately halted the operation. Combining this with Nong Zhu's assessment of Yue Qianchou, he instinctively felt that something was amiss.

So he contacted Nong Zhu on Shuntian Island. After hearing about it, Nong Zhu said suspiciously, "Given that kid's habit of storing even trash in several Storage Bag, would he easily tell others about such a valuable treasure? Wen Lanfeng, are you sure you're not mistaken? Wait, even if it's true, don't join in the commotion. Maybe that kid is up to something again. By the way, don't worry about him for now. Let's keep in touch and see what tricks that kid is up to!"

"Is that even possible?" Wen Lanfeng was speechless. In the days that followed, he stepped back and observed the situation from an outsider's perspective, and sure enough, he discovered that none of the forces involved had gained anything; they all seemed to have suffered some kind of loss. He began to believe that Yue Qianchou was the one who had tricked them.

"Are there any Spirit Transformation stage experts involved in the Misty Forest so far?" This was something Wen Lanfeng was quite worried about, fearing that Yue Qianchou would suffer losses and it would be difficult to explain to the person on Shuntian Island.

Through his observations over this period, Wen Rui, though not explicitly told by the Ancestor, could tell that the Ancestor had been silently watching over Yue Qianchou and showing considerable concern. He chuckled, "There were some Spirit Transformation stage who rushed to the Misty Forest before, but they were startled by that 'hero.' Fearing they would follow in the footsteps of Huo Zongming and Pu Taidong, they hurried back to make preparations. Even if everyone wanted to take action, they would probably have to wait until after they had met you!"

The two had already left the temple, basking in the sunlight. Wen Lanfeng stopped quietly and said slowly, "Go to 'Xixin Lake' and tell them I'll see them tomorrow."

Demon Ghost Domain Shuntian Island Realm, by the shore of Thousand Mile Lake.

Nong Zhu held a long, slender sword with a mixed gold color, flicking it repeatedly with his fingers while sighing repeatedly. After a long while, he turned around and pointed at the Ancestor Nanming helplessly, saying, "You! You! You call yourself the number one weapon refiner in the Cultivation World, but the materials that Old Bi painstakingly gathered to refine a high-grade spiritual treasure were actually refined into a mid-grade spiritual treasure by you. I don't even know what to say to you."

The robust and tall Ancestor Nanming, with his head drooping, said somewhat innocently, "I was very confident this time, and it seemed like we were about to succeed. But at the crucial moment, who knew that the green flame would play tricks on us, its intensity fluctuating wildly, it was like a ghost." He then turned to Bi Changchun, who was standing quietly by the lake, and said with great shame, "Bi Changchun, I'm really sorry, I didn't want it to happen like this."

He'd said those apologetic words countless times already. Nong Zhu rolled her eyes, tapped him on the shoulder with her sword, and said, "Hey, Lao Bi's destination is the Eastern Pole Sacred Land. Don't you know what a good sword means to him? What's the use of just apologizing? If you ask me, you shouldn't hide your precious treasures from Xuanxuan Island anymore. Show them all and see if you can forge another one."

The Ancestor Nanming Dynasty twitched with pain, pushed away the Nong Zhu that Nongzhu had placed against his neck, gritted his teeth and said, "Very well, I'll go back and take a look, and try to forge one before you go to the Eastern Pole Sacred Land. I hope it can lend you a hand."

"Hehe! That's more like it!" Nong Zhu chuckled cheekily, shamelessly clinging to him. He put his arm around the neck of the Ancestor Nanming and said, "Want me to come with you?"

The Ancestor Nanming shoved him away with a look of disgust, about to berate him, when he heard Bi Changchun by the lake ahead say calmly, "Southern Ming, I appreciate your kindness, but there's no need for that. You don't need to feel guilty either. I saw the whole refining process; it's not your fault. The azure flame suddenly malfunctioned. It's my fate to gain or lose! It's destiny!"

"Uh..." Nong Zhu was making faces, and the disgusted Ancestor Nanming were both stunned. Nong Zhu said in astonishment, "Old Bi, what do you mean by that? Don't worry! It's nothing. Nanming did it willingly. Nobody forced him. Nanming, tell me, was it your own choice?" As he spoke, he kicked Ancestor Nanming's butt, letting him answer for himself.

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