"I..."
The wind howled past Mei Changkong's ears. His vision suddenly went black, and he fainted.
When he woke again, he was already inside a mountain cave.
"Huh? I'm healed..."
He circulated his cultivation and regulated his breathing, feeling completely refreshed. The injuries Cao, the Assistant County Magistrate, had inflicted, along with the wounds left by the Martial Judge, had vanished without a trace.
"Not bad... You're awake?"
At that moment, light flickered at the mouth of the cave. A young black-robed Daoist walked in. It was Fang Xi.
Mei Changkong was silent for a moment before suddenly prostrating himself on the ground, all five limbs touching the earth. "Changkong thanks his benefactor for saving his life. May I ask what path my benefactor cultivates?"
His heart was filled with anxiety, along with a trace of anticipation.
"What I cultivate is naturally the carefree True Immortal path of Eternal Life and Immortality."
Fang Xi replied with a smile.
Mei Changkong's eyes immediately brimmed with tears!
Without entering the Dao Court, cultivating and comprehending the Dao on one's own was ultimately nothing but an illusion!
This restriction had forced countless geniuses to bow their heads in despair. Even those who occasionally persisted stubbornly ended up wasting their entire lives.
At that moment, Mei Changkong thought of his own sect, and he could not help murmuring inwardly, Master...
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He suddenly knocked his head heavily against the ground, his voice like a cuckoo weeping blood. "This old man... this old man... has seen the True Immortal path today. Even if I die, I'll have no regrets... Should my benefactor have any orders, this old Daoist will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
In the blink of an eye, Mei Changkong's face was streaked with tears.
*Hmm? He didn't bitterly