True Lord White Was About to Leave Seclusion

Zheng De cried so hard he was dizzy and disoriented. Su Clan’s Seven sighed and chopped Zheng De on the back of the neck, knocking him unconscious.

"Let's go to the Immortal Farmer Sect first," said Su Clan’s Seven.

The whole thing started after he was led to the Immortal Farmer Sect by Gongzi Hai. The Immortal Farmer Sect is now severely damaged, and he also bears responsibility for that. At this time, he should do his best to help if he can, at least to prevent the Immortal Farmer Sect's lineage from being cut off.

Then, Sixteen and Song Shuhang climbed onto Su Clan’s Seven's Escape Light again, dragging Zheng De behind them, and flew towards the Immortal Farmer Sect.

During the flight, Song Shuhang took out his phone, preparing to call back the Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman to report on his gains.

The Blood God Diamond seems to be a very precious refining material. Even the senior members in the group consider it a 'great find'. I wonder what type of magic weapon it can be forged into?

Song Shuhang glanced at the Blood God Diamond in his hand—but the thought that this 'Blood God Diamond' was formed from the sacrifices of many people made him feel uneasy.

This is only natural. After all, if you know a gem is very precious, but it is formed from the 'corpse oil' of thousands of human corpses, even if you know it is priceless, you will still feel uneasy.

If possible, Song Shuhang would like to exchange it for an equivalent treasure that suits him.

However, when Song Shuhang dialed the phone number of the Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman.

Sorry! Your phone bill is overdue. Please top it up. Thank you!

"No way, I remember I still have a lot of phone credit left, how come I'm in arrears?" Song Shuhang asked, puzzled.

Suddenly, he remembered something.

The Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman, it seems, is teaching wild humans to read Chinese characters on some mysterious island deep in the ocean? It's already a miracle that I can get through to him on the phone. As for the phone bill, that's all irrelevant.

In addition, since Song Shuhang didn't have international long-distance calling enabled, the phone bill was naturally exorbitantly expensive.

Within the Immortal Farmer Sect.

The faces of all the surviving disciples were filled with sorrow; almost all of the elites sent out by the Immortal Farmer Sect this time had been killed or wounded!

Even the sect leader was brought back by Senior Brother Zheng Neng and more than a dozen disciples who risked their lives.

The Immortal Farmer Sect is currently extremely vulnerable. If any hostile forces in the vicinity were to take advantage of its misfortune, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The sect leader was seriously injured, and he had already begun to make his final arrangements.

"Zheng Neng, this <Immortal Farmer Scripture> contains all the secrets of our sect. I now entrust it to you." The sect leader trembled as he pulled out a scroll and said to Zheng Neng with all his might, "Also, please find a way to bring Zheng De back and let him inherit the position of sect leader. The Immortal Farmer Sect is too small. I have kept you in the Immortal Farmer Sect for so many years, and I owe you far too much. With your talent, you are qualified to enter a prestigious sect hundreds of times better than the Immortal Farmer Sect. Go and pursue a higher realm, and don't be bound by the Immortal Farmer Sect any longer..."

The sect leader was filled with emotion.

With red eyes, 'Zheng Neng' took the <Immortal Farmer Scripture> and carefully began to read it. With the memory of Fourth-Grade Cultivator, he memorized the <Immortal Farmer Scripture> in the blink of an eye.

Above it is the method for using the 'Seven Radiant Wonderfruit' in medicine. The true function of the Seven Radiant Wonderfruit is to heal the wounds of the Heavenly Tribulation!

Even the disciples of the Immortal Farmer Sect were unaware of this function.

The saying "there's no smoke without fire" applies here. Rumors about the miraculous effects of the Seven Radiant Wonderfruit are rampant outside. The disciples of the Immortal Farmer Sect even scoff at the foolishness of these rumors.

When the gentle Zheng Yan told Song Shuhang about the 'grudges between Su Clan’s Seven and the Immortal Farmer Sect,' he also mocked the rumors from the outside world as being too false.

However, the true efficacy of the Seven Radiant Wonderfruit is for treating injuries sustained during the Heavenly Tribulation!

This fact was known only to a few high-ranking members of the Immortal Farmer Sect.

Zheng Neng gently closed the <Immortal Farmer Scripture> and looked at the sect leader. "Don't worry, sect leader, Zheng De will definitely be alright."

The sect leader smiled and nodded, struggling to speak, as if to say a few more words.

But at that moment, the wooden sword beside Zheng Neng suddenly slashed out, and with a flash of light, it cleanly severed the sect leader's head.

The sect leader's blood gushed out, and before he died, he stared in disbelief at his proud eldest disciple.

"I never expected that you would still choose Zheng De in the end!" Zheng Neng wiped the blood from his sword and said calmly, "Just now, I told myself this—if Master were to ask me to inherit the Immortal Farmer Sect at the last moment, then I would let everything from the past vanish. I could even properly nurture Junior Brother Zheng De and let him inherit the position of Sect Master of the Immortal Farmer Sect when he is capable of standing on his own. Then, I can pursue a higher realm with peace of mind."

"I don't care about the position of sect leader of the Immortal Farmer Sect, but you keep saying you owe me for so many years, yet when choosing a successor for the sect leader position, you never even considered me?"

Zheng Neng scoffed, "He is the most powerful genius in the history of the Immortal Farmer Sect, the number one fighter in the Immortal Farmer Sect in the eyes of many junior brothers, and the gentle senior brother. All the disciples believe that the position of 'Sect Master' belongs to him!"

Ironically, the sect leader never considered him when choosing a successor. The reason was that he felt the Immortal Farmer Sect had wronged him and that he shouldn't be trapped and die within the Immortal Farmer Sect, so the position of sect leader was simply not his for the taking.

What is the reason for this?

The wooden sword was sheathed, and the sect leader Body-and-Soul Annihilation.

The surviving disciples of the Immortal Farmer Sect stared dumbfounded at what was happening before their eyes, almost unable to believe their eyes, as if they were dreaming.

How could this be? Why would the strongest senior brother of the Immortal Farmer Sect, Zheng Neng, kill the sect leader?! It was clearly Zheng Neng who painstakingly brought the sect leader out of the Moon Saber Sect, why?

"Why!!" Zheng Yan, who was Zheng Yan gentle, shouted as he lunged at Zheng Neng, wildly swinging his fists.

"Why? If you insist on a reason—it's very simple. I'm just fulfilling my master's last wish to break free from the shackles imposed on me by the Immortal Farmer Sect and pursue a higher realm." Senior Brother Zheng Neng easily dodged Zheng Yan's attack, and finally, he thrust out with his sword.

The tip of the sword gently touched Zheng Yan's forehead, revealing its gleam.

A bloody gash appeared on Zheng Yan's forehead, but 'Zheng Neng' did not take his life. Then, a burst of energy erupted from the sword, knocking Zheng Yan back.

"So, I simply completed my master's legacy," Zheng Neng said calmly.

At that moment... three figures descended from the sky.

The Frenzied Tyrant Demon Lord, with a face full of scars, piloted a shuttle-shaped flying magical artifact. Beside him stood the elegant Gongzi Hai, whose clothes were tattered but who still maintained his demeanor, and the Devil Lord Anzhi, whose face was shrouded in black mist.

"Looks like you've finished smoothly on your end too," Gongzi Hai chuckled, extending his hand to Zheng Neng: "It's time for us to go, Brother Zheng Neng."

"Hmm." Zheng Neng nodded, grasped Gongzi Hai's hand, and stepped onto the shuttle-shaped flying artifact.

"Zheng Neng!!" Zheng Yan roared from behind, "You'll die a horrible death!"

"A terrible death? What an interesting conclusion. However, from the moment I became a cultivator, I never imagined I could die peacefully." Zheng Neng turned around, still looking like a scholar, but his temperament was even sharper. "In my life, I will either attain the Great Dao and achieve Immortality, or die a glorious death! If I don't even have this much awareness, I shouldn't have become a cultivator."

Gongzi Hai showed an approving expression.

"Here you go." Zheng Neng suddenly tossed the <Immortal Farmer Scripture> at Zheng Yan, a mocking look in his eyes. "This contains the Immortal Farmer Sect's heritage and various mysteries. Go and bring Junior Brother Zheng De back! Isn't Master's second wish to make him the sect leader?"

Zheng Yan grasped the Immortal Farmer Scripture), his eyes filled with boundless hatred.

"You will simply guard the small lineage of the Immortal Farmer Sect and die in 'peace.' If any of you have any backbone, and instead grow stronger with hatred for me, then come seeking revenge? Of course, your chances of seeing me again are slim. From now on, the gap between us will only widen. When we meet again, you will be nothing more than insignificant ants on the ground to me."

Gongzi Hai chuckled, "We should go, otherwise Su Clan’s Seven will come after us."

The Frenzied Tyrant Demon Lord activated the flying artifact beneath his feet and soared into the air.

On the ground, 'Zheng Yan' held the <Immortal Farmer Scripture> and roared to the sky, tears streaming down his face. Around him were a group of the Immortal Farmer Sect disciples who were still in a daze.

"Brother Zheng Neng, you really are a gentle person," Gongzi Hai chuckled, referring to Zheng Neng's act of returning the <Immortal Farmer Scripture> to the Immortal Farmer Sect.

"This is the place where I was born and raised, after all." Zheng Neng smiled gently, his imposing aura dissipating, and he transformed back into a frail scholar.

"False compassion," Devil Lord Anzhi sneered.

"You wouldn't understand, Devil Lord Anzhi?" Gongzi Hai laughed.

"Yes, Brother Anzhi, you don't understand." Zheng Neng then asked, "Have you obtained the Seven Radiant Wonderfruit?"

"Of course." Gongzi Hai flipped his hand, revealing the Seven Radiant Wonderfruit, and then took out the three 'Blood God Diamond'.

"Huh? Why are there only three Blood God Diamond? Shouldn't there be four?" Zheng Neng frowned slightly.

"There was a small problem along the way, but it's alright. Three are just enough for the three of us. As for the last one, we'll find it eventually," Gongzi Hai said with a smile.

"Alright then." Zheng Neng nodded.

Soon, the four figures disappeared into the horizon... heading towards the mysterious 'Limitless Demon Sect'.

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Unbeknownst to Song Shuhang, while his phone was out of service due to unpaid bills and he couldn't access the internet, the Nine Provinces Number One Group was buzzing with activity.

"@All members, True Lord White just contacted me. He said he'll be out of seclusion in about twenty days. Has the person to pick him up been decided yet?" True Lord Yellow Mountain asked in the group chat.

When Song Shuhang accepted the "Reception of True Lord White" task at Northern River's Loose Cultivator, True Lord Yellow Mountain was offline at the time. That's why this question came about.

Northern River's Loose Cultivator, "Haha, True Lord White finally coming out of seclusion? @Shushan is under a lot of pressure, young friend Song Shuhang, are you ready? Hurry up and take this opportunity to get your driver's license. By the way, I'll arrange for you to learn to fly a plane when you have time."

Mad Saber Three Waves: "Learning to fly a plane is probably too late. Wouldn't it be better to have Song Shuhang learn alongside True Lord White? If something goes wrong, True Lord White can use his Sword Flight and take Song Shuhang to safety. Hmm... I should say, if True Lord White were to learn to fly, something would definitely go wrong, right?"

"It's bound to crash, right?"

"..."