A Land Immortal

Clear Sound Workshop.

Fairy Luan Bing gazed at the jade slip in her hand, a trace of worry surfacing on her beautiful face.

The Star Iron Sword Sect had been pressing them hard, and its subordinate Sword-Nurturing Retreat had been constantly encroaching on Clear Sound Workshop's profits.

By now, they were showing clear signs of being unable to hold out.

Even though Fairy Luan Bing had struggled to support them, it had all been in vain.

"This year, a disciple with a Heaven-grade Spiritual Root finally appeared in our territory, yet Sword-Nurturing Retreat snatched him away and even injured our Spirit Seeker Envoy..."

Fairy Luan Bing truly regretted that she had cared too much about the odds and ends handed down by her ancestors back then. She had lacked the Wang Family Old Ancestor's courage to break away from everything. If things really came to that, they could have moved away...

But now, their feet were sunk deep in the mud, and it was too late to turn back.

Just as Fairy Luan Bing was pondering, a disciple hurried in with a document. "Master, look..."

"Hm?"

Fairy Luan Bing had initially thought it was another matter concerning Sword-Nurturing Retreat.

But after opening it, she froze. "The Iron Sword Daoist actually took the initiative to ease tensions... Hm? Fellow Daoist Wang, he... he... actually... reached the Void Returning Realm?!"

Thinking of that vigorous old friend from years ago, Fairy Luan Bing's face unconsciously filled with stunned disbelief...

Profound Nether Abyss.

The Wang Family's old residence.

Wang Lingying transformed into a streak of light and arrived above the estate.

As the Wang Family's old stronghold, this place had also possessed a fifth-tier spiritual vein, but it had long since been occupied by another faction.

At this moment, a black streak of