Resolute IV

"I don't know how many years it has been since I celebrated a festival like this." The scars on Ran Xin Yue's face have also been healed, and her skin and eyes have changed. People who are not particularly familiar with her would not recognize her at all.

"This is what I want," Zhang Rongfang said softly from the side. "An Ning, tranquility, security, without having to worry about being attacked, assassinated, or harmed at any moment. Why would anyone not like this kind of life? I can't understand it."

"Hehe." Ran Xin Yue stood aside, not daring to speak.

After witnessing this guy slaughter an entire village of newly discovered believers of Remnant God, many experts from the Human Immortal Temple rushed forward and drained all the enemies dry.

She then realized that this guy's so-called desire for An Ning life and his violent and cruel nature when he took action were two completely different personalities.

Without a doubt, the assessment of this person within the Reverse Time Society was extremely accurate.

Ran Xin Yue recalled the comments people made about Zhang Rongfang during a meeting a while ago.

This person appears to love peace and desire stability and happiness. However, what they seek is not the stability of an ordinary person.

What he wanted was the security that came from absolute control over everything.

The Human Immortal Temple "Human Immortal Temple reveals that this person sees himself as a supreme immortal, the foremost among immortals, an existence isolated from mortals.

On the surface, this person is calm and composed, but in reality, they will stop at nothing to achieve their goals. They will go to extremes and become extremely dangerous if provoked.

The only saving grace was that he still had a sliver of a bottom line in his heart.

And this bottom line was his sister's family, as well as Yue Dewen, the Grand Master the Great Dao Sect, and others.

'Therefore, if we want to cooperate with them, the best way is to start with their sister's family.'

And if you want to drive him insane and turn him into a complete demon, you'd have to start with his sister's family.

"Zhang Rongfang may seem simple, but he is actually insanely cruel. When interacting with him, it is crucial to maintain his peaceful demeanor and avoid violating Taboo. Remember this well."

Bang.

Suddenly, a firework exploded in the sky, like a snow lotus slowly Blooming.

This also pulled Ran Xin Yue back from her reverie.

She glanced at Zhang Rongfang. At this moment, his face was very gentle, and his gaze was fixed on the nephew that his sister had taken. He was completely unrecognizable as a cruel executioner who had killed thousands of people.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Rongfang noticed her gaze and turned to ask.

"It's nothing, I just feel that you're actually quite a complicated person," Ran Xin Yue said.

"Complex? I just want a safe life," Zhang Rongfang replied.

"No one is threatening you now, right? Why are you still looking for those old cripples?" She didn't finish her sentence, but Zhang Rongfang understood what she meant.

"It's just basic precautionary planning, after all, we might have to confront those beings sooner or later," Zhang Rongfang replied. "Rather than being caught off guard, it's better to strike first."

See, this is abnormal.

Ran Xin Yue was speechless.

For this reason, the Human Immortal Temple has been launching attacks everywhere, plundering the Remnant God Religion. Some of them have already been buried in the dust of history.

However, there are many more remnants of reclusive believers, and whenever the Human Immortal Temple encounters such people, their method of dealing with them is to kill them all.

Looking back at everything now, Ran Xin Yue felt the danger of the Human Immortal Temple even more.

And whether it was her imagination or not, she always felt that Zhang Rongfang was becoming more and more unfathomable.

At this time, in another part of Wushan Prefecture.

Dongfang Mu sat on the top floor of the restaurant, pouring wine and listening to music on the terrace. Two other people sat around the table with him.

One was a middle-aged scholar with a square face.

The other is a woman dressed as a man, with a cool and aloof appearance, wearing a blue scholar 'Confucian Robe.

"Since you two are new to this place, I, as your host, would like to offer you some hospitality and also explain some things to you in detail." Dongfang Mu pushed the poured wine towards the two of them.

"Brother Mu, if you're referring to the matter of the Righteous Lineage, we've already made contact and learned about it. We can simply take the sword and leave this place without worrying about it," the Green-Robed Woman said coldly.

"The Gull Academy is indeed exceptionally strong, but in any case, the Seven Lineages are the main sect of our generation. The Academy is merely a product of compromises made back then, and there are many factions within it. Even if you two are exceptionally talented and have outstanding strength, you cannot represent the entire Academy," Dongfang Mu said.

"Brother Mu, you can just speak your mind. Why beat around the bush?" the woman said.

"Very well." Dongfang Mu nodded. "I know you two have come for the Righteous Gentleman Sword. The Academy has always wanted to take control of the Seven Great Gentleman's Sword, and now that the Righteous Lineage is declining, they have seized the opportunity to come. However, Wushan Prefecture is not as simple as you two think."

"What do you mean? The Righteous Lineage is now ruined. All that's left are the alchemical texts, the Underground Palace, and the formations. With such limited resources, how can it possibly protect the Gentleman's Sword?" another middle-aged scholar with a square face said in a deep voice.

"The Seven Lineages consider themselves the orthodox lineage, living in their past glory, which is naturally meaningless. We, as descendants of Confucianism and Daoism, as well as the Academy, all look down on them."

However, besides the blessings left by their ancestors, there is another powerful force in Wushan City, and the two of you must be careful.

"Oh? Please enlighten me, Brother Mu." The middle-aged scholar squinted and clasped his hands in greeting.

Seeing that the two men didn't seem to care, Dongfang Mu knew that they probably didn't care at all.

He immediately laughed as well.

"Have you two heard of the Human Immortal Temple recently?"

"The Human Immortal Temple?" Both of them were taken aback. The middle-aged scholar frowned, as if he had remembered something.

"Are you referring to the Blood Human Immortal Temple, which sucks people's blood and has extremely evil cultivation methods?" the scholar asked in a deep voice.

"Exactly. But where does this extreme evil come from?" Dongfang Mu was slightly taken aback. He had never heard of such a saying near Wu Mountain.

"The Blood Immortal Path is a rumor that has been spreading in recent days. Near the border, many skilled individuals have died in Blood Immortal hunts. It is said that they live on blood, act cruelly and ruthlessly, and often wipe out entire families, making them extremely cruel!" the scholar said solemnly.

"The abbot of the Human Immortal Temple is located in this Wushan Prefecture," Dongfang Mu said.

Upon hearing this, both of their expressions changed slightly.

Is this really true?

"Of course," Dongfang Mu replied. "Therefore, you must not act recklessly here. A slight mistake could cost you your life!"

"What about that rumor about the Human Immortal Temple Master killing the remnant Spirit General?" the Green-Robed Woman couldn't help but ask.

"It's true." Dongfang Mu sighed and nodded.

Immediately, their expressions became even more tense, and their hands unconsciously clenched together.

"Thank you for informing me, Brother Mu. It seems we can only discuss this further later," the middle-aged scholar said, clasping his hands in greeting.

"No problem, no problem," Dongfang Mu said with a smile.

In fact, by now, he has helped Zhang Rongfang drive away countless powerful figures behind the scenes.

The Confucian Sect is notorious for its internal strife; since Chen Junchen disappeared, it has split into three factions.

One branch consists of the traditional Seven Lineages, wielding the Gentleman's Sword, passed down through generations. While not powerful, they have impeccable lineage and numerous lineages.

The second force is a new power formed by some Confucian School who, in accordance with the rules of Spirit Person, changed their ways and abandoned their original purpose. This group is mostly represented by the Academy.

The third part consists of descendants of great Confucian scholars like Dongfang Mu.

Within the Confucian Sect, many people actually only recognize the first and third factions. Although the second faction is the most powerful, it has always been considered a puppet supported by the Ling Ting and is extremely unpopular.

Before long, the two got up and left in a hurry.

Dongfang Mu sat alone, looking up at the Signal Flare exploding in the sky above Wushan Prefecture, and suddenly felt even calmer.

Indeed, Zhang Rongfang is now like a ticking time bomb, remaining in the city.

However, its deterrent power is enough to rival the terrifying strength of Spirit General, and it can keep many attackers away from the people here.

Of course, he promised Zhang Rongfang to keep it a secret and not reveal his relationship with her sister. This was out of gratitude for saving his life, and also to maintain the stability of the city.

He picked up the wine and drank it all in one Dongfang Mu.

"Teacher, is the Gull Academy just going to give up like this?" A disciple slowly approached from behind.

"Of course not. With such a good opportunity to seize the Gentleman's Sword, do you think they would be scared off by just a title?" Dongfang Mu said.

"So they'll come again?" the disciple asked.

"Not only will they come again, but next time it won't be so simple. This time it's interesting; the Protecting the Dao of the righteous gentleman might surprise everyone." Dongfang Mu smiled.

Perhaps at this very moment, Zhang Rongyu of Mu Chi Prefecture, who had been on high alert and under strict guard, was still wondering why the people from the Gull Academy had come and then left.

After leaving her sister's house, Zhang Rongfang walked slowly through the snow-covered streets.

Now the situation on Master's side is becoming more and more stable. The Great Sect Alliance is invincible, and Master Yue Dewen is also all-powerful and unmatched. It is said that he has already begun to select new disciples.

They probably don't care that their former disciple is slacking off here.

As Zhang Rongfang looked up at the vast night sky, a sudden, inexplicable sense of loneliness welled up in his heart.

Why? Everything I have now is what I wanted, what I've always pursued, so why does it still feel wrong?

He recalled his past life, a time that, though dangerous and fraught with threats, always had a goal, an expectation, waiting for him and urging him to keep moving forward.

Now, both his master and sister are living smoothly and happily, and they don't need his help.

"Forget it, why think so much? I should go back!" Zhang Rongfang chose to put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind.

My Attribute Points have reached a new maximum of 100; it's time to acquire a new talent.

With a light touch of his toes, he leaped and rushed towards the distant outskirts of the city.

Before long, they returned to the Human Immortal Platform.

To his surprise, there was a letter on the stone table.

The cover is signed by Ding Yu.

"Abbot Ding, Senior Brother Ding, came alone earlier, left this letter, and then left," the Daoist disciple guarding the area explained.

Zhang Rongfang frowned, picked up the envelope, and tore it open to read it.

The letter described Ding Yu's current strength and cultivation level. He had successfully reached the limit of External Medicine and had perfectly mastered the use of his own Blood Descendant Dao Foundation.

This letter was left to say goodbye to Zhang Rongfang.

Zhang Rongfang instantly realized Ding Yu's thoughts.

He was going to seek revenge on Sea Dragon! Although the paper didn't mention a single word about revenge, Zhang Rongfang had already figured out Ding Yu's thoughts.

He had promised Ding Yu that he would help her avenge her, which was how he managed to persuade Ding Yu to submit to his tutelage.

With a sigh, Zhang Rongfang did not try to find Ding Yu.

"Inform the Qin Daoist to follow Ding Yu and assist him in attacking Sea Dragon."

"Yes." The Daoist priest quickly left.

Zhang Rongfang folded the letter, placed it back on the table, and sighed again.

I looked up at the crescent moon.

He suddenly remembered his Master Yue, and his life back in the Heavenly Treasure Palace.

Now Sea Dragon belongs to the Western Sect, Western Sect has been integrated into the Great Sect Alliance. Ding Yu went to take action against this good master in his eyes. In the eyes of outsiders, the Great Dao Sect can even accept an evil existence like the Western Sect, which shows its nature.

To outsiders, Yue Dewen might seem like the worst villain in the Number One Under Heaven.

"Wouldn't it be better if everyone just lived peacefully together? Why do we have to kill each other all the time?"

Zhang Rongfang felt that the reason he had just felt bored was because everyone around him was busy with their own things.

If they didn't have to be so busy and tired, perhaps they would have the time and energy to enjoy life.

Thinking of this, he slowly closed his eyes, opened the Attribute Panel, and looked at his current health points.

'Zhang Rongfang 499-499'

The last remaining attribute is still below, waiting to be added.

Having reached the age of four hundred, he felt differently than before.

He had been injured before, and the serious injury would take several seconds to heal. Now, he suspects that his injuries heal and recover simultaneously.

Composing himself and looking at the Attribute Panel, Zhang Rongfang felt a surge of anticipation.

Immediately, with a thought, he added one attribute point to his life.

499, and it jumped to 500 in an instant.