He returned to Saint Son Peak.
Zhang Lingshan first set up the Teleportation Array to Lingshan Village, then stepped into it and arrived at Lingshan Village.
"An Immortal Monarch quota?"
When Leng Yan heard Zhang Lingshan's request, she said, "If I were still the Golden Immortal Pavilion Ice Branch Chief, I could get one. But..."
If she wanted to go back and continue serving as Ice Branch Chief, her spirit and body had to become one. Otherwise, the Pavilion Master Jiang Kaiwu would notice something wrong with her at a glance, and once he pressed her for the truth, she would not be able to hide it.
"Then forget it."
Zhang Lingshan did not waste words with her.
Letting her spirit and body become one now and allowing this person to break free of his control was far too risky. Absolutely not.
Even without Leng Yan's Immortal Monarch quota, he refused to believe he, Zhang Lingshan, could not get one on his own.
"Yi Fengliu."
Zhang Lingshan called Yi Fengliu aside and said, "Have you thought of how to get hold of the Mortal Realm your clansman Yi Chen is responsible for?"
Yi Fengliu said, "I can contact my father. He will definitely have a way."
Zhang Lingshan said, "How many sons does your father have?"
"A dozen or so." Yi Fengliu's expression turned rather ugly, as though he already knew what Zhang Lingshan was about to say next.
Zhang Lingshan said, "Out of a dozen sons, you just so happened to be banished to that godforsaken Anning City. That shows you're not favored. If you ask your father for a way, whether your father will help you is a question in itself. So, let's put the matter of the Mortal Realm aside for now. First, get me an Immortal