Zheng Zibu and Lu Jin

Indra streaked straight down from high in the sky, landing on the inner courtyard's training ground without a care.

The sight stunned the Three One Sect disciples and made Wu Chengzhen's brow twitch.

Her junior brother had at least looked like a normal person before. Now he was flying around without even bothering to hide it!

"Junior Brother, you're back so soon?"

"The Tang Sect matter has been settled. The Hie Ninja are basically wiped out."

Indra gave a brief explanation, leaving Wu Chengzhen silent for over ten seconds.

How long had it even been? Not even five days in total!

She remembered that Sky-Piercing Cave was in Jilin, thousands of kilometers away from the Three One Sect!

Sure enough, her immortal junior brother possessed unfathomable abilities. A round trip took him hardly any time at all.

"It's good that you're back. Master... he should have missed you, I suppose."

Wu Chengzhen grew awkward halfway through her words.

Indra had only been gone for a few days. None of them had even had time to miss him yet!

Seeing his senior sister's embarrassment, Indra smoothly changed the subject. "Where are Martial Uncle and Master? I need to report my trip down the mountain."

"Master and Martial Uncle are in the main hall." Wu Chengzhen hurriedly breathed a sigh of relief and pointed Indra in the right direction.

At that moment, Si Chong and Zuo Ruotong were discussing recent matters within the Three One Sect in the main hall.

"Senior Brother, ever since the disciples learned that pills can treat disabilities caused by failed Reverse Life cultivation, they've all become far too reckless.

Your disciple had only been gone for two days, yet another two disciples have run into problems in their cultivation. What are we supposed to do?"

Si Chong's irritated voice carried out of the hall, making Indra pause.

Zuo Ruotong replied unhurriedly, "When the time comes, just tell them that one of the ingredients in that prescription is too rare, and that the pills are gone. There is no need to trouble Luo'er."

"Sigh... They ought to be taught a lesson."

Si Chong sighed helplessly, but still agreed with Zuo Ruotong's view.

The two then turned to discussing Lu Jin, who had gone down the mountain.

Lu Jin's friend, Zheng Zibu, was one of the Thirty-Six Thieves and was being hunted by disciples from various sects.

Earlier, a letter had been sent to the Lu Family, asking Lu Jin to go assist him.

Nearly a month after he left, a letter arrived at the Three One Sect saying that Lu Jin and Zheng Zibu were being pursued together.

Lu Jin was Zuo Ruotong's disciple. If they went to save him, the sect's reputation would be difficult to preserve, but they could not simply abandon him either.

The Three One Sect had gone from being stuck in one dilemma to being trapped at both ends, with no idea what to do.

"Master, Junior Brother Lu must be saved!" Indra stepped into the main hall, his voice reaching both men at once.

Si Chong could not help but rise to his feet in surprise. "Nephew, you're back!"

Seated in his chair, Zuo Ruotong raised an eyebrow, a smile appearing at the corner of his lips. "It seems you settled that business deal with Boss Zhao, Luo'er."

"Yes, Master. Your disciple did not fail his mission."

Indra clasped his hands in reply, then changed the subject. "Master, why not leave Junior Brother Lu's matter to me?"

At those words, Zuo Ruotong fell silent.

If Si Chong, Chengzhen, or the others went down the mountain, even if they managed to save Lu Jin, they would easily make enemies of the other sects.

Indra had yet to make a name for himself in the world of outsiders, so Zuo Ruotong would feel more at ease if he acted.

The only issue was how to save him while bringing the matter to a safer resolution.

After pondering it for a long while, Zuo Ruotong sighed and said solemnly, "Luo'er, I leave this matter entirely to you."

"I'll handle it properly, Master!" Indra could barely conceal his delight.

Zheng Zibu was one of the Thirty-Six Thieves who had comprehended one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills. The extraordinary skill he possessed was the Heavenly Register!

This technique discarded the cumbersome traditional talisman procedures of setting up an altar and circulating qi, allowing one to instantly cast talismans barehanded. Multiple talismans could even be layered at once to increase their power.

This extraordinary skill represented the pinnacle of talisman arts. It could even communicate with heaven and earth, achieving an effect close to making one's words reality.

However, according to Indra's memories, communicating with heaven and earth came with severe side effects.

Like the Holy Grail corrupted by black mud in Type-Moon, wishes would be granted in an unexpected manner.

For example, if you wished to become rich overnight, you might get hit by a car that very day and be left half-crippled, only to receive a massive compensation payment.

Setting the latter aside, merely being able to instantly cast talismans barehanded was already immensely powerful, and it came with no side effects.

Before Indra had even warmed his seat, he learned Lu Jin's approximate location from Si Chong and immediately set out.

Meanwhile, Zheng Zibu, sporting two small mustaches, was resting with Lu Jin in a deserted mountain cave.

Lu Jin, whose body bore quite a few wounds, stared resentfully at his close friend Zheng Zibu.

"Zheng Zibu, you've really screwed me over!

Not only am I being hunted because of you, you've even dragged the Three One Sect into this. Didn't you say we could escape alive?"

Faced with Lu Jin's repeated questioning, Zheng Zibu lowered his head awkwardly.

He muttered, "That shouldn't be happening. I prayed to heaven and earth—there shouldn't have been any mistakes."

Puzzled, Zheng Zibu scratched his head and could only change the subject. "We should be able to escape soon. How is your progress with the Heavenly Register I taught you?"

"Who wants to learn that thing? It's nothing but a heretical path. I studied under Great Fullness Immortal—I won't do anything that betrays my sect!"

Lu Jin snorted and stubbornly turned his head away.

Seeing his close friend like this, Zheng Zibu was utterly helpless.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to escape. Even if I'm captured, all my cultivation will be crippled.

"If you learn the Heavenly Register, this art can continue to be passed down. That's my only wish!"

Faced with Zheng Zibu's plea, Lu Jin still shook his head stubbornly. "Wait until you make it out alive and pass the Heavenly Register on to someone else. I'm not learning it, no matter what."

"Ahhh..." Zheng Zibu sighed helplessly and scratched his head.

Why hadn't a single wish he made through the Heavenly Register to pray to heaven and earth come true?

Vaguely, Zheng Zibu gradually realized that the Heavenly Register was not as simple as he had understood it to be. There were probably quite a few problems hidden within it.

Before long, noisy voices came from outside.

"Look—there's a cave here. I have a feeling that guy is inside!"

Hearing the voices outside, Lu Jin was dumbfounded. "This was a hiding place I arranged beforehand. There's no way they could've found it this quickly!"

"No choice. We can only fight our way out." Zheng Zibu frowned tightly. He felt this had something to do with the [Heavenly Register], but he had no time to think about it now.

"Heavenly Eye Talisman!"

Zheng Zibu traced through the air with his fingertips, drawing a talisman barehanded before pressing it onto Lu Jin's forehead.

In an instant, Lu Jin's vision brightened. He clearly saw several figures rushing toward the cave, even the direction of qi flowing through their bodies.

"So this is the power of the Heavenly Register!"

Having experienced the Heavenly Register's power firsthand, Lu Jin could not help but sigh in admiration.

Zheng Zibu grinned. "Of course it is. So, aren't you going to hurry up and learn it with—..."

At the end, Zheng Zibu's expression froze. The enemies were already right at the doorstep—what was he doing standing here spouting nonsense?

The belated terror instantly sent a chill down Zheng Zibu's spine.

But before he could react, several grenades had already been thrown into the cave.

With nowhere to run, the two could only withstand the blast head-on.

"Too late!"

"Spirit Turtle Talisman!"

Zheng Zibu rapidly drew a talisman, shielding his friend Lu Jin at the first opportunity.

The next second, the grenades all exploded, and the powerful shockwave swept through the entire cave!