Qin Huanyu and the others had been waiting outside the low hill. When Qin Sheng emerged, they hurried over.
"Xiao Sheng, did you pass Senior Purple Cloud's test?" Wu Mingyue asked.
"I did. The puppet Immortal Purple Cloud left behind decided I was the best person to inherit his treasures. I've got them all now." Qin Sheng smiled and nodded.
Everything Qin Sheng had said was true. Not a word was false.
Black One could not have been more pleased with Qin Sheng. He had practically wanted to push Qin Sheng's head down and make him bow to Immortal Purple Cloud as his master.
"Where is the puppet senior?" Wu Mingyue glanced toward the low hill. The formation had dispersed, and the small space within it had collapsed.
"Once he'd fulfilled his duty, he passed on to join Immortal Purple Cloud," Qin Sheng said without a flicker of expression.
A master and servant so devoted that they went to the Yellow Springs together—it made a fine tale. And Qin Sheng, who had brought that tale about, had done a truly boundless good deed.
"A man of true loyalty," Qin Huanyu praised.
"Good. This is wonderful!" Granny Qing laughed with delight.
"With your talent, child, and an immortal's inheritance, your future cultivation is bound to go more smoothly. You'll surely have a chance to cross the threshold into the Purple Palace Middle Stage."
"I'll do my best. There were also some treasures in the residence that should be useful to everyone." As Qin Sheng spoke, he took out pills, techniques, and Essence Liquid and distributed them. Many of the treasures in Purple Cloud's residence were of no use to him, but to the Qin Clan, they were a timely blessing.
After all these years, the Qin Clan had grown thoroughly afraid