Yang He Is No Ordinary Mortal, He Is an Immortal (Seeking Monthly Votes)

The yin energy permeated the air, and Cailian Town's yamen was already shrouded in thick fog. Within just a few days, the plants had withered, and the chirping of insects had ceased.

"Willow branches alive, spinning tops; willow branches green, ringing bells; willow branches sprouting, beating cymbals; willow branches dead, kicking shuttlecocks~~"

The long, drawn-out children's rhyme echoed, sending chills down one's spine within the deathly silent yamen.

The coffin remained in the backyard, but now it was riddled with holes. Cracks could be seen all over the coffin lid, and the inside was as black as ink. No one knew if Nezha had truly broken out of the coffin.

Everyone retreated outside the courtyard, with the remaining twenty to thirty soldiers feeling incredibly tense.

Li Feng's temples were streaked with white, and he constantly gripped the hilt of his saber. Only after the children's rhyme ended did he speak, "Take stock of how many people we have left."

The deputy general swallowed hard and quickly surveyed the courtyard.

"Reporting, my Lord. There are twenty-seven people from the General's Mansion and six from the yamen."

As soon as he said this, everyone became even more terrified. A constable couldn't help but mutter to himself, "It's bound to be our turn. We're all going to die! We're all going to die, ahhhhhh!!"

"Silence!!"

Li Feng snorted coldly, narrowing his eyes as he said, "They are not dead. Their life force has not been extinguished; they have simply disappeared without a trace."

No one replied. They all felt Li Feng was merely trying to placate them.

However, this was not the case.

Li Feng's divine ability and spell could sense faint yang energy.

He clearly sensed that in the backyard, just beyond the wall, there were sixty to seventy traces of yang energy, indicating that most of them were not dead.

But there was one thing Li Feng couldn't understand: the narrow courtyard was empty. Sixty to seventy people, yet not a soul was seen, nor a body found.

"Lord Li!"

Magistrate Qian, panting heavily, couldn't hold back his words, "General Li! When will the Daoist priest from Qianyuan Mountain arrive?!"

The deputy general took the initiative to explain, "He should be here any day now."

"Any day now?!"

Magistrate Qian's eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth, "How many days has it been? Even if we all die, you are all being punished for your actions!!"

Li Feng shook his head but didn't retort.

The situation with the Third Young Master had escalated to this point, and it was indeed too bizarre. He didn't understand why General Li Jing had brought the coffin here.

Cailian Town was just a remote small town; what was so special about it?

Just then, hurried footsteps approached from a distance.

Song Kuo quickly came forward.

"Lord Li, Magistrate Qian, the Daoist priest from Qianyuan Mountain has arrived!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression became uplifted. Li Feng let out a long sigh of relief and then stood up, intending to personally welcome him.

Song Kuo hesitated slightly and said, "It's just that the person who arrived... is rather young."

Li Feng was stunned for a few moments. "Qianyuan Mountain is an immortal's abode. It's normal for disciples to have techniques for maintaining their appearance. They might look twenty to thirty years old on the surface, but they could actually have lived for four to five hundred years."

"Indeed, indeed! Constable Song, quickly bring the immortal master in!"

Magistrate Qian, as if grasping a lifeline, hurriedly tidied his official robes.

"No."

Song Kuo said with difficulty, "I think that Daoist priest is at most eleven or twelve years old."

Li Feng frowned. He had never heard of Qianyuan Mountain's Daoist lineage having disciples who looked like children. In his memory, only Jialong Mountain had such a situation.

Could Qianyuan Mountain have sent a Daoist Initiate who had only recently joined?

"Constable Song, bring him in first."

"Alright."

Li Feng shifted his weight, unease flickering in his eyes. Previously, even when the Third Young Master showed signs of breaking out of the coffin, it hadn't affected his state of mind.

After all, his own Third Young Master was a disciple of the immortal Grandmaster Taiyi of Qianyuan Mountain.

Why would they send a Daoist Initiate?

As Li Feng pondered, three figures walked towards them along the path.

His heart pounded like a drum. He activated his mystical method, wanting to probe the true strength of the Qianyuan Mountain Daoist, his gaze locking onto the slimmest figure.

"Hmm?"

At first glance, Yang He appeared unremarkable, his cultivation only at the acquired realm.

But the more Li Feng looked, the stranger he found it. Primarily, Yang He didn't seem... ordinary. Spiritual light radiated from him, making him impossible to look at directly with the naked eye.

The surrounding yin energy flowed, rippling with Yang He's movements.

Yang He smiled, his breath inhaling and exhaling wisps of yin energy.

Compared to the Main World, which was scarce in yin energy, the Lore World had over ten times the concentration of yin energy.

Furthermore, with Nezha, who died with his eyes wide open, in the yamen, day and night were indistinguishable. The yin energy had gathered here for a long time without dispersing, making the backyard akin to a blessed land.

Yang He couldn't hide his excitement. After being accustomed to the lack of yin qi in the Main World, coming here was truly...

Amazing!!!

The deputy general quietly asked Li Feng, "Lord Li, the child's yang energy is weak. If he really is an immortal disciple, I fear he might die at the Third Young Master's hands."

"Wait, this person... this person is definitely not ordinary."

As soon as Li Feng finished speaking, a pupil ghost suddenly opened on Yang He's brow. In an instant, the yin qi surged towards the pupil ghost as if swallows returning to their nests.

The pupil ghost greedily inhaled the yin qi, and the first blood thread appeared on the whites of its eyes.

That's right, Yang He had only been in the Lore World for a moment, and his pupil ghost had already returned to its peak. While the dense yin qi was a factor, it was mainly because the child's half-human, half-ghost physique was incredibly resilient!

He had already communicated with the pupil ghost. The ghost eyes were to focus on refining qi, and his own life or death was of no concern.

As it turned out, apart from consuming yang energy too quickly, there weren't any major drawbacks.

Buzz ~ ~

Seeing the pupil ghost advance by leaps and bounds, the Potential Ghost became somewhat unwilling. With a muffled sound, a semi-solid, semi-illusory ghost hand appeared behind Yang He.

Grandmaster Taiyi's third arm was flesh and blood.

Yang He was different. It was likely due to his child's physique that his third arm was entirely composed of yin qi.

One could see its purplish-blue outline, covered in veins, and dotted with occasional incantations.

It appeared profoundly mysterious.

"As expected of Qianyuan Mountain, the true Three-Headed, Six-Armed Dharma Body!!"

"His yang fire is vigorous, and he manipulates yin qi with ease. The absorption of external spiritual energy complements each other. He truly is an immortal disciple, blessed by heaven and earth!!"

Li Feng signaled the soldiers to rise, his attitude becoming much more respectful. He, along with the deputy general and Magistrate Qian, bowed their heads to welcome Yang He.

"Greetings, Daoist priest. I am Li Feng, the Prefect of Chentang Pass."

"Yang He. My master is Grandmaster Taiyi of Golden Light Cave on Qianyuan Mountain."

Yang He spoke with immense confidence, completely different from when he was a wandering Daoist. After all, his master's master was one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, and Venerable Lord of Primordial Beginning was his grand-master.

Li Feng cupped his fists in salute, "May I ask where Grandmaster Taiyi is?"

Li Jing's master, True Man Du'e, was merely a wandering immortal in Western Kunlun. He probably wouldn't dare to breathe heavily in front of Grandmaster Taiyi.

"My master is also in Cailian Town, but he is temporarily unable to appear as he is handling some matters for Nezha's senior brother."

"That's good. The Third Young Master has truly caused Grandmaster Taiyi much worry."

Yang He naturally wouldn't say that Grandmaster Taiyi was being pestered by Nezha's mother, and that Nezha's condition was currently stable. The longer they could stall, the better.

Seizing the opportunity to cultivate and study the Inner Elixir Art more diligently was the best course of action.

"En."

"Find a way to use Grandmaster Taiyi's name to see if I can gain some benefits."

Yang He could only hope that his deceased senior brother would behave himself for a while, allowing his junior brother to cram for his studies. He desperately prayed that his senior brother wouldn't suddenly reanimate!