Windfall and a Changed Old Friend at the Hall

The moment Fang Shu set foot on the shore, he felt solid ground beneath him again.

He had spent the past few days aboard a rocking boat, no pleasant thing even for an immortal cultivator. Worse, while worrying about attacks from monsters in the river or being dragged beneath the water, he had also had to guard against the people on board.

Fang Shu glanced toward the directions Ling Bai Lang and Black Mouse had taken, then slipped into the mountain forest.

He cast spells as he darted and leaped, sometimes passing straight through trees and rock walls, sometimes invoking the Invisibility Technique to conceal himself.

Only when he was certain he had put some distance between himself and the other two did he find a place to settle. He laid out a small ritual altar and drew a talisman from his sleeve.

After a moment's thought, he wrote down everything that had happened aboard the Pan family's boat, leaving nothing out.

His account was painstaking. He even included how Deng Lixing had been urged to murder him. The only thing he concealed was that he had attacked Deng Lixing first, saying instead that Deng had unfortunately died during their fight.

He was so honest, of course, because he had not been the only witness. Ling Bai Lang and Black Mouse had been there too.

If Fang Shu concealed something and either of them let it slip, it might bring him trouble. Better to be forthright.

After reviewing the account several times, Fang Shu took out his identity token and pressed the written talisman against it to make an imprint. Then he chanted, "A voice across a thousand miles, the ends of the earth brought close. Hasten forth by decree!"

"Go!" Facing the Five Viscera Temple, he formed a sword