The Music Ended, and Everyone Dispersed

Zhong Cheng got what he wanted, and sure enough, he got beaten again! His sister slapped him to the ground once more.

After Zhong Cheng got up, he ignored his sister and immediately began practicing the Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands. He did a very good job, and gradually the Feng Lei was produced.

Zhong Qing hesitated, seeing him like this, she really didn't know how to make a move. In fact, she sensed something was wrong; Zhong Cheng seemed to have truly grasped something. He had been practicing that kind of freehand fighting for six years, had he finally figured it out today?

She looked surprised. Could it be that Old Wang was indeed very clever and insightful, explaining the true meaning of this Daoist physical art?

Beside him, the old man was also practicing. His chest glowed slightly, and a faint phantom of a dragon flew out of his mouth, splitting a piece of blue stone in front of him in two with a "poof".

"What have you realized?" Zhong Qing asked. Although the old man was only responsible for protecting her, she was still quite polite and respectful to him.

The old man sighed, seemingly deeply moved, and said, "I can only say that some people are truly gifted and suited to this path. I would love to follow him for a while."

At this moment, Zhong Qing really couldn't stand it anymore. Looking at her foolish younger brother who was willing to sell his sister in order to practice the Old Arts, and seeing the old man's heartfelt respect when he looked at Old Wang, she felt that everyone around her had been "poisoned".

Then, she couldn't help but hit her brother twice!

"I'm only seventeen, it's not too late for anything. One day Ascension to Immortality and I can call her 'Little Zhong' to her face, and she won't dare to glare at me!" Zhong Cheng had a strong inner strength and hypnotized himself after being beaten.

Wang Xuan wasn't talking nonsense; what he said was indeed his own experience and insights. However, the main reason was that the two of them had accumulated enough knowledge and experience.

The old man had practiced this martial Arts of Calculation decades, accumulating knowledge and experience before finally unleashing it. After being enlightened, all the spiritual insights and understanding he had gained over the years burst forth.

As for Zhong Cheng, he has been practicing the Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands for six years and has a solid foundation. In the past, he was only a step away from mastering the two styles of freehand techniques. Now, he completely believes what Wang Xuan said and practices with the "most devout" mindset, and success will come naturally.

At this moment, Wang Xuan was surrounded by people from some large organizations, who were much more polite than they had been at the funeral home.

Furthermore, several middle-aged men from different conglomerates walked over.

At the funeral home, they only spoke with Guan Lin and did not actively approach Wang Xuan like the others.

The reason they've come here now is mainly because Wang Xuan's combat skills are terrifying; he defeated Zhou Wei almost instantly!

Who is Zhou Wei? A highly skilled and experienced master, yet he was kicked in the chest with a gaping kick as soon as they clashed.

The ambulance took him away immediately, and if things go wrong, he might end up following Olesha in a memorial service.

Several middle-aged men were all smiles and very down-to-earth. They chatted with Wang Xuan in a relaxed manner, and naturally introduced themselves during the conversation.

They stopped being reserved and spoke directly, expressing their desire to cooperate with Wang Xuan and enthusiastically mentioning that he should feel free to ask for anything he needed.

"Do you have any Golden Bamboo Slip from the pre-Qin period?" Wang Xuan thought to himself, but he couldn't say it aloud. He just smiled and didn't make any demands.

He knew very well that although these people were not the leaders of their respective organizations, they were not of low status and were all ruthless and predatory.

If we actually take their stuff, I reckon the matter won't end until we risk our lives for them.

This is, after all, an era of highly advanced technology and Super Battleship venturing into space. Financial magnates and major organizations control vast resources, and in their eyes, grandmasters are nothing special.

If that secret place didn't truly require people with strong physical bodies, they probably wouldn't have come into contact with Wang Xuan.

Whether in New Arts Domain or Old Arts fields, what the conglomerates value is the in-depth exploration of extending lifespan. In terms of strength, they are far less interested in researching warships.

Of course, those who are truly close to being extraordinary are someone they are wary of. They believe that it is safer for such "individuals" to report their whereabouts when traveling, because their assassination abilities are too strong.

"Grandmaster Wang is young and promising, truly an amazing genius in the field of Old Arts! Seeing you is like seeing Old Chen in his youth, both are rare talents. It's a pity that in a few days we will be saying goodbye to Old Chen." A middle-aged man sighed, giving Wang Xuan enough respect on the surface, and also mentioning Chen Life Soil.

Beside her, Guan Lin's face immediately darkened. She really wanted to say, "Even decades after you die, Old Chen will be fine. He's got plenty of life ahead of him. I promise to give you a 'surprise' in the future!"

In any case, everyone was quite polite, praising Wang Xuan highly and handing him their business cards.

Wang Xuan was all smiles, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious. Anyone can be hypocritical.

With his abundant spiritual energy and keen perception, he could naturally sense that these people's enthusiasm was superficial, and that there was actually a sense of alienation in their hearts.

It was obvious that they were far less affectionate than Old Wu. Over the past few days, Old Wu, though full of thoughts, was still somewhat sincere in his desire to befriend Wang Xuan and maintain a good relationship.

Guan Lin walked over and interrupted them, saying, "Little Wang is quite good. He's my adopted brother. He'll be escorting Chen Yongjie to the capital to recuperate. You can save your breath."

The group did want to get straight to the point and discuss the expedition to the Secret Land with Wang Xuan. But now that Guan Lin had stepped in, they had to give up on that idea for the time being.

The music ended and everyone left.

Even before Da Wu could exchange a few words with Wang Xuan, Guan Lin had already taken him away on the spaceship.

Inside a starship, several middle-aged men from a wealthy family were chatting idly.

"Do you think Chen Yongjie will really die? I think there's something wrong with this!" one of them suddenly said.

The others looked surprised upon hearing this. They were all quite shrewd, and after a moment of silence, one of them nodded in agreement, saying, "It is indeed suspicious. His internal organs were shattered into hundreds of pieces, yet he managed to hold on until now. Could he have come back to life, or even reached the Supernatural Domain?!"

They all became serious and, after some deliberation, some believed that Chen Yongjie might not die and that it was very likely that he would deepen cooperation with the Relevant Department of the Old Earth.

"So, the reason why Olesha was 'killed in a plane crash' wasn't just because someone was sentimental!"

They all pondered and thought about it for a long time.

"If Chen Yongjie comes back to life, we can find an opportunity to talk to him and ask him to explore that secret place himself. We've worked together before."

They were confident because in this era, even if Transcendent Immortals reappeared, they could be annihilated by Super Battleship! Even if Chen Yongjie surpassed the Great Grandmaster realm, it was no big deal.

"Old Chen should understand what era this is. If there is an irreconcilable conflict, even the most powerful person will be killed directly."

"Before that, we should still give Chen Yongjie the respect he deserves. In this complicated world, everything is about interests. I believe we can find a way that is acceptable to both of us. After all, Old Chen is a smart man."

Chen Life Soil is leaving for the capital to formally deepen cooperation with the Relevant Department.

Before leaving, he talked a lot with Wang Xuan.

"Go to New Star, there are more opportunities there. Guan Lin brought me a book that made me understand more and more that cultivators should take the initiative to approach the extraordinary."

"Have you made any new discoveries?" Wang Xuan asked, looking at him.

Old Chen was very serious and said, "Although the realm of herb gathering talks about gathering the great medicine within our own bodies, I have some doubts after reading that book. It seems that the ancients were implying that having more contact with various secret medicines in reality and getting close to extraordinary and rare things would be of great benefit to the realm of herb gathering."

Most importantly, that book only discusses the level of herb gathering; should other realms also involve abnormal contact?

Chen Life Soil sighed, "All sorts of ancient books are in the hands of the New Star Zaibatsu, and the Earth Immortal Grass and Longevity Elixir are also in deep space. There are so many opportunities. Take advantage of your youth and go explore."

Wang Xuan asked suspiciously, "Why do I feel like you desperately want me to leave immediately?"

"It all started with a Mysterious Contact thirty years ago..." Sure enough, Old Chen couldn't help himself and brought it up again.

"Stop!" Wang Xuan turned to Qing Mu and said, "Old Qing, take me in a spaceship. I'll send the Sword Immortal back to the Taoist Temple where she used to live in seclusion."

Old Chen immediately lost interest, waved his hand, and said, "Qing Mu, no one will be able to locate or track Guan Lin's spaceship."

Not long after, Qing Mu piloted the spaceship and sent Wang Xuan to a desolate mountain range 800 miles away, a place rarely visited by people.

This desolate Desolate Mountain, overgrown with weeds and covered with thorns, really doesn't seem like a sacred place where immortals have ever lived.

Wang Xuan searched for a long time before finally finding the ruins of the small Taoist Temple on a low hill. The ruins were covered with weeds, and many of the rubble were buried in the soil.

"This is it!" After careful examination, he was certain that this was the place, consistent with the ruins of the Aishan Daoist Temple that the Sword Immortal had shown him in his dream.

Wang Xuan had just taken out the jade Jade Box containing the Ascension Immortal Bone when his eyelids suddenly became heavy, and he dozed off.

In his dream, he saw the Female Sword Immortal again. She was still as ethereal and otherworldly as ever, with her chin raised and her light steps approaching from afar.

However, this time she did not despise Wang Xuan, nor did she slash him with her sword. Instead, she showed him some images and asked him to take away some dark Lightning Tribulation marks from his immortal bones and keep them by his side.

Wang Xuan thought to himself, "The Sword Immortal is too stingy. She only gave me some dark things before we parted."

The Female Sword Immortal was about to strike him with her sword when she realized she could hear his thoughts. In the end, she angrily demonstrated that carrying the Lightning Tribulation mark on her body would ensure his safety once.

Wang Xuan was astonished, followed by a chorus of praise, "The fairy Clear and Transcendent and otherworldly, with unparalleled beauty that has amazed the ages and captivated the heavens. Moreover, her magical power is invincible; she can suppress the Red-clothed Demon Immortal with a single hand!"

Upon hearing this, the Female Sword Immortal looked at him with disdain, pouted, and walked away as her moon-white dress fluttered in the wind. However, in the instant she turned around, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. Hearing those words of praise, she raised her snow-white chin, revealing a radiant and sweet smile that she didn't want others to see.

Just before he was about to wake up, Wang Xuan saw the Female Sword Immortal wave goodbye to him with her back turned, then proudly walk away, gradually fading into the distance.

At the last moment, a flash of light appeared, and he saw the Inner Scenery Realm, the light screen, and another Sword Immortal tearing the sky apart with peerless sword light, her immortal sword pointing at a powerful opponent, and they were fighting!

He suddenly woke up and wanted to help, but he couldn't see anything; he had already returned to the real world.

"I will definitely come here to wait for you in three years!" Wang Xuan muttered to himself. He didn't know what would happen in three years, but he could sense that the Sword Immortal would not harm him and wanted to protect him.