Huanglong Seeks Help, Chijing Plots

Taihua Mountain, Yunxiao Cave.

Chijingzi sat upright on a prayer mat, his eyes slightly closed.

The next moment, Chijingzi's eyes snapped open as he looked toward the cave entrance, his voice cold. "Who dares intrude upon my Yunxiao..."

Before he could finish, a flash of golden light streaked in from outside the cave.

As the golden light dissipated, a blood-soaked figure appeared before Chijingzi.

"Huanglong Zhenren?!"

Chijingzi was stunned, almost doubting his own eyes.

Because the Huanglong Zhenren before him was in a truly miserable state—his tattered Daoist robe was completely soaked through with blood, and his left arm hung limply at his side.

But the worst injury was a bloody gash that ran from his shoulder all the way down to his waist.

"Senior Brother..."

Huanglong Zhenren glanced at Chijingzi, but as soon as he spoke, he exhausted his last bit of strength and collapsed into unconsciousness.

Chijingzi's expression darkened. He had no choice but to take out his own Healing Pill and administer it to Huanglong Zhenren, while also channeling his Magic Power to heal him.

After the better part of an hour, Huanglong Zhenren woke up.

"What exactly happened?" Chijingzi asked urgently.

At this, a Towering Hatred erupted from Huanglong Zhenren's Eyes.

"Senior Brother, you must help me take revenge!"

"I stumbled upon a Xuanling Fruit, but someone snatched it away and beat me into a Severely Injured state!"

He naturally couldn't tell the truth about the Xuanling Fruit's origins.

If others found out about this, it would inevitably lead to complications.

Hearing this, Chijingzi's eyes also lit up.

While the cultivation and insights from the Xuanling Fruit might not be of much use to him as a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, the Xuanlinghua could calm the mind and aid in cultivation.

"Who is so bold as to dare injure you like this?" Chijingzi asked.

At this question, Huanglong Zhenren immediately spoke up.

"He..."

But the words caught in his throat, and he didn't know what to say.

It was only then that he realized he had no idea who Lu Changsheng was.

He didn't even know Lu Changsheng's name.

"He what? Who exactly is it?!" Chijingzi grew impatient.

"He didn't reveal his identity, and I've never seen him before," Huanglong Zhenren said, leaving Chijingzi utterly baffled.

You got beaten into this state, and you don't even know who did it?

Could there be anything more absurd than this?

"Fine, fine, fine. Not knowing his name is no issue. Then what is his cultivation level? A Primordial Unity Golden Immortal?" In Chijingzi's view, anyone capable of defeating Huanglong Zhenren and daring to lay hands on him couldn't be some nobody.

If he just knew the cultivation level, a bit of filtering would give him a rough idea.

Huanglong Zhenren hesitated, then shook his head.

"A Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal?!" Chijingzi frowned slightly.

This was getting troublesome.

He had hoped to obtain the Xuanlinghua from this person, but if it was a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, he couldn't win either.

But Huanglong Zhenren shook his head again, his expression growing even more grim.

"Don't tell me it's a Quasi-Saint Mighty." Chijingzi suddenly found this ridiculous.

What would a Quasi-Saint want with a Xuanling Fruit?

"It's a Heavenly Immortal," Huanglong Zhenren finally said.

"Oh, a Heavenly Immortal. Why didn't you..."

Chijingzi's voice paused, then he suddenly snapped to attention, glaring fiercely at Huanglong Zhenren.

"What did you say? Say that again—what cultivation is that person?!"

"Heavenly Immortal..."

Huanglong Zhenren repeated himself.

Chijingzi's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

He had already thought it absurd enough that Huanglong Zhenren had been beaten like this without even knowing who his opponent was.

Now came something even more ridiculous.

Huanglong Zhenren, a Golden Immortal, had been reduced to this state by a Heavenly Immortal?!

"Huanglong, from now on, don't say you're a Chan Sect Disciple."

Chijingzi couldn't bear the shame, and neither could the Chan Sect.

At this moment, Huanglong Zhenren was both furious and secretly relieved.

In truth, he had originally planned to go to their Master.

But Lu Changsheng's words had reminded him—no matter the excuse, the fact remained that he had lost to a Heavenly Immortal.

If he went to Yu Xu Palace, he had no idea how their Master would punish him.

Yet he still wanted revenge, so he could only come to his Fellow Disciple.

"Senior Brother, this person is no ordinary Heavenly Immortal," Huanglong Zhenren explained.

"No matter how extraordinary, he's still a Heavenly Immortal. You lost to a Heavenly Immortal..."

"He wields a Xiantian Lingbao!" Huanglong Zhenren cut off Chijingzi.

Chijingzi froze, staring at Huanglong Zhenren in disbelief.

"Are you sure that was a Xiantian Lingbao?!"

"I'm sure!" Huanglong Zhenren said, word by word.

Now Chijingzi was intrigued.

A Heavenly Immortal wielding a Xiantian Lingbao?

Interesting.

"Tell me the whole story from beginning to end," Chijingzi said.

Huanglong Zhenren then recounted what had happened earlier.

"If I hadn't been wounded by that Xuan Sha Mang, even with a Xiantian Lingbao, he wouldn't have beaten me so easily!"

Chijingzi, however, furrowed his brow.

He had asked Huanglong Zhenren to recount the events to find any clue to the opponent's identity.

After all, in the Honghuang, finding a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal or a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal was relatively simple, but tracking down a Heavenly Immortal was truly difficult.

Yet in Huanglong Zhenren's account, the opponent had revealed no distinctive Divine Abilities or Sorcery.

The only clue was the Ling Yun Jian.

But even Chijingzi had never heard of a Xiantian Lingbao by that name.

"Think carefully again—is there no hint at all about this person's identity?" Chijingzi stared at Huanglong Zhenren.

Huanglong Zhenren racked his brains but still came up with nothing.

"Senior Brother, could you try a divination?" he suggested.

Chijingzi's eyes lit up.

Though as a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, he lacked the abilities of a Saint.

But Lu Changsheng was only a Heavenly Immortal.

Perhaps it was worth a try.

Chijingzi raised his Right Hand and began to calculate with his fingers.

If it were an ordinary Heavenly Immortal, Chijingzi might indeed have been able to deduce something.

But Lu Changsheng had the system's help.

In this Honghuang, it was a common rule that the system could protect the Host from divination.

Even a Saint cannot bypass the system, let alone Chijingzi.

A moment later, Chijingzi stopped.

"I cannot deduce him."

"How can this be? He's merely a Heavenly Immortal—how does he have such ability?"

"What about my vengeance?"

Huanglong Zhenren grew anxious.

Chijingzi said calmly.

"Do not panic."

"As long as he remains in the Honghuang, I can find him. It's only a matter of time."

His methods were far beyond what Huanglong Zhenren could match.

That Ling Yun Jian was as good as his!

"Please, Senior Brother, make a move!"

Huanglong Zhenren was overjoyed.

"I must lay out the terms first."

Chijingzi turned to Huanglong Zhenren.

"Finding this man will cost me a certain price."

"Once he is taken down, that Xiantian Lingbao belongs to me."

Huanglong Zhenren's face showed reluctance at first, but in the end, he nodded.

"As long as he is handed over to me for punishment, the magic treasure is yours, Senior Brother."

He would make Lu Changsheng pay!

"Also, this matter must not be known to Guangchengzi and the others."

Chijingzi added another warning.

If others learned that a Heavenly Immortal in the Honghuang wielded a Xiantian Lingbao, it might no longer fall to him.

"Of course."

Huanglong Zhenren agreed without hesitation.

He did not want more people to know he had lost to a Heavenly Immortal.

"Then go back and tend to your wounds."

"I will find a way to uncover this man's identity!"

Chijingzi said in a deep voice.

"Then I leave this to you, Senior Brother."

Huanglong Zhenren's face was full of hatred.

Once he captured Lu Changsheng, he would make him wish for death but find none!

On the other side.

Lu Changsheng, returning from Lingganhu, finally reached his own cave mansion.

But he stopped before its entrance.