Relative I

Three blood-red figures descended from the sky and landed heavily on the ground in front of the cave entrance.

The ground shattered and cracked.

Everything around us was trembling.

The air, the soil, the trees, the rocks. Everything seemed to tremble with fear.

The Da Ling Desire Heaven, standing at the head of the axe, trembled all over. He was in the deep pit below the axe, his arms raised high, and an invisible, transparent force field condensed in his palms to firmly withstand the downward blow of the giant axe.

At times like these, no amount of fancy skills matters; only pure violence reigns supreme.

It was only because his anchor point was attached to Zhang Rongfang that the temporary Void expanded considerably, allowing him to barely withstand some of the attack at this moment.

But then, cracks began to appear in the invisible force field above him, and he was in grave danger.

"What the hell is this thing?!" He had seen many top experts before.

But I have never seen a monster like Zhang Rongfang who has grown to this level in just a few years!

Such immense power should not exist in the human realm!! There simply isn't a sufficiently powerful body in the human world to bear such power! This is illogical!!

"Oh?" Zhang Rongfang looked down, his eyes burning with Blood Flame. Through the layers of Blood Mist, he saw the Da Ling Desire Heaven supporting the resistance below, as well as more than a dozen Gods and Buddhas with him.

All their combined power, along with countless divine force fields, converged on Da Ling Desire Heaven, causing his body to swell and grow larger.

His arms were raised, barely managing to support the giant axe.

"A futile struggle." A gray light shone from the crystal between Zhang Rongfang's eyebrows.

Suddenly, a grayish-black color spread from between his eyebrows, instantly covering his entire body.

Then lift your foot and stomp.

Boom! A deafening explosion.

The resistance field, formed by the combined power of the Da Ling Desire Heaven and numerous gods Gods and Buddhas, instantly collapsed.

The first Da Ling Desire Heaven was crushed by a single stomp, turning into countless Black Spirit Thread that flew everywhere.

But soon, the Spirit Thread was covered and enveloped by a large Blood Cloud and blood, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into thick smoke.

The other Gods and Buddhas fared even worse. As the force field was shattered, they were covered and flooded with blood, which corroded them completely. They screamed and struggled in the Blood River, emitting thick smoke.

It looked like a humanoid figure being burned by crimson flames.

'Tsk tsk tsk, this is really pitiful.' White Scale wrapped around Zhang Rongfang's arm, looking down at the many of their kind below.

"Thanks to you for providing the accurate location this time," Zhang Rongfang. "It's one thing for the Moon God, but these scoundrels dare to scheme against me."

He took a few steps forward, then his body disintegrated, turning into countless Blood Mist.

Emerging from the Blood Mist, the original body, now restored to its original size, appeared.

Standing at the entrance of the chaotic cave, he only needed to glance around briefly to assess the situation.

"A few escaped, but it's alright. I doubt they'll dare to cause trouble again." He looked up at the sky.

It was already afternoon.

"Since we're already here, we might as well go and visit our senior brother."

"There are still many remaining religious forces in Dan Province. In fact, the Human Immortal Temple and the Reverse Time Society indeed stronger than them in terms of high-end power."

"But in the low-to-mid-range market, the gap between you two is still quite significant. So if you don't take action, the situation will definitely be difficult to overcome," White Scale carefully analyzed.

"What are your thoughts?" Zhang Rongfang asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Why not recruit some Gods and Buddhas from the common people who are willing to submit to you and no longer consume the brains of believers, and incorporate them into the Human Immortal Temple system?" White Scale suggested softly.

"You want to do this?" Zhang Rongfang saw through her thoughts.

"I have this idea. I know two Gods and Buddhas who never eat human brains. They only protect small places and do not make any external progress. They just want to live a peaceful and secluded life."

"Surely such a god would only bring benefits and no harm to people?" White Scale advised.

"Sure, if you can do it, then you'll be good." Zhang Rongfang agreed.

Although White Scale seems unserious all the time, because she uses him as an anchor point, the Void is expanding very rapidly.

Their strength is no longer as weak as it used to be.

"Alright, you've agreed, so don't go back on your word!"

"No." Zhang Rongfang raised his hand and grabbed.

Immediately, colorful crystals shot out from around the cave entrance and landed in his hand.

These crystals are all irregularly shaped, seemingly fragments broken off from a whole.

But only Zhang Rongfang knew that these were the Spirit Core crystals he had just forcibly Soul Plunder from those Gods and Buddhas.

He had already absorbed all of the Spirit Core crystal from the Divine Shepherd, and he did feel much better.

Just like now, he activated the Final Form, and for a short period of time, he will no longer encounter the problem of his mind being affected.

This time, having harvested so many Spirit Core crystals, it will take time to slowly absorb and digest them.

"Then I'll go." White Scale asked one last time.

"Go, and don't let me down," Zhang Rongfang.

"Don't worry! When have I, White Scale, ever made a mistake?" White Scale's voice gradually lowered, and soon he fell completely silent.

Zhang Rongfang could sense that the aura belonging to White Scale was rapidly moving away from the Blood Lotus behind him.

Since the Da Ling Desire Heaven was expelled, he has included White Scale in the position of one of the three Blood Lotus.

Now that the gathering of Gods and Buddhas has been dealt with, the biggest problem in the entire Dan Province has been solved.

Next, in a forest in Dan Province.

A white waterfall cascades down into a small lake.

In front of a two-story wooden house covered in green on the lake, a person gently pushed open the door and came out carrying a wooden basin.

This person had delicate features, wore a Daoist robe, and had clear, bright eyes.

He poured the water into the Medicine Garden next to him with a splash, then turned around and suddenly stopped.

Behind him, in front of the wooden house, a red figure had appeared out of nowhere.

The figure had a calm expression, pale skin, and unusually dark red eyes.

"Long time no see, senior brother, how have you been?" The newcomer was none other Zhang Rongfang had just dealt with a group of Gods and Buddhas.

"Heaven and Earth!?" Zhang Qingzhi was surprised, but then his face lit up with great joy.

"It's been years, and you finally have time to come over again?"

He walked up to Zhang Rongfang and patted his arm.

"How are you now? You seem thinner than before? Life out there must be tough for you."

He seemed to know nothing and hear nothing. He continued to live a secluded life here.

"Have you lost weight?" Zhang Rongfang was taken aback, then smiled. "Not bad. I'm probably just a little tired lately."

"If you're tired, take a good rest. The work of cultivation is never-ending. If your body collapses, everything else will be in vain," Zhang Qingzhi reminded him.

"There's nothing we can do. Some people just don't understand, and things will only get worse if we don't deal with it," Zhang Rongfang chuckled. "People outside won't care about your health. The only people who care about you, besides yourself, are your relatives and friends. Anyway, you seem to be doing quite well now?"

"It's difficult," Zhang Qingzhi sighed and shook his head. "But with someone by my side, everything is alright. It's just that the previous children didn't survive."

Zhang Rongfang knew what kind of child he was referring to; it was the child Lin Qianhe had gotten pregnant from her promiscuous behavior outside the home.

"It's good that everyone's alright." What else could he say? He just wanted to see Zhang Qingzhi happy.

"Since Xiao He left, Xin'er and I have indeed become much better. It's just that sometimes we miss Master and Junior Brother," Zhang Qingzhi said softly.

"Xiao He is gone?" Zhang Rongfang was suddenly taken aback. "Where did she go?"

"She passed away last year." Zhang Qingzhi said in a low voice. "Actually, later on, she became so ill that she couldn't speak anymore. Xin'er and I took care of her together."

"Later, Xin'er poured out her heart to me, and she overheard it. Xiao He is really, really a very good person. She was lying in bed at the time, and she was crying tears of joy for me." Zhang Qingzhi recalled the past, and his face once again showed a mixture of happiness and regret.

Are you sure she's not crying because she's in pain? Zhang Rongfang suddenly felt that his senior brother's infatuation wasn't purely genuine; something about his infatuation seemed off.

"Although Xiao He is gone, I still have Xin'er." Zhang Qingzhi turned his head to look at a pretty girl who was slowly walking out of the wooden house.

The girl smiled, and although she was just plain pretty with a large birthmark on her face, she looked exceptionally radiant under the glow of happiness.

"Xin'er, come and meet my junior brother!" Zhang Qingzhi said with a smile as he stepped forward, took the girl's hand, and spoke softly.

"I've met Xin'er." The girl hesitated, unsure of what to call her.

"Just call me Rong Fang." Zhang Rongfang smiled gently.

He glanced at Zhang Qingzhi's eyes and realized something was off about the guy.

The way he looked at Xin'er was the same as the way he looked at Xiao He back then.

But how much time has it been? The deeper a person's feelings are, the harder it is for them to extricate themselves.

But now Zhang Qingzhi only quickly extricated himself from the situation, but also immediately transferred his affections to another woman.

This was a bit odd. Zhang Rongfang didn't elaborate on his master's or his own current situation, only briefly chatting with the two about life matters. He then visited Lin Qianhe's grave, where she had been laid to rest.

But as he stood before the grave, he suddenly noticed that Xin'er's gaze had become somewhat unnatural.

Zhang Rongfang didn't say much. After staying a while and experiencing Zhang Qingzhi's daily life, he got up to say goodbye and prepared to leave.

Zhang Qingzhi escorted him along the lake.

As they approached the exit path, Zhang Rongfang suddenly stopped and spoke.

"Although I shouldn't be so nosy, I still have to remind you that your Xin'er is not as simple as you think. Lin Qianhe's death, and Xin'er, are probably..."

"Stop talking." Zhang Qingzhi raised his hand to stop the other person from speaking. "Let bygones be bygones. I love Xin'er, no matter what she did in the past, I still love her! It's all in the past."

"..." Zhang Rongfang looked at this junior brother and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The other party clearly knew that Xin'er might have poisoned Lin Qianhe, but... it's all in the past. He remembered hearing Zhang Qingzhi say that sentence many years ago.

However, at that time, he was speaking to Lin Qianhe.

"Look, I'm very happy and doing well now. So don't worry about me. How about Master? How is Master?" Zhang Qingzhi started talking about other things.