Thirty Years Had Run Their Course

What were you thinking about just now, Brother Fang?

Xiang Genfeng remained unperturbed.

It was just a momentary lapse in concentration; it's nothing serious.

"I heard some noises around me just now, but they didn't sound like people."

Fang Zelin pointed around and then said something.

"Is there any movement?"

Upon hearing this, Xiang Genfeng's expression changed slightly, and he immediately looked at the martial arts master he had hired.

"I didn't hear anything."

Upon seeing this, the martial arts master immediately spoke up.

He remained on the outermost edge, but heard nothing.

Either the other party is deliberately creating a fuss, or the other party is actually stronger than oneself.

"That thing isn't human, so it's normal that you couldn't tell the sound."

Fang Zelin replied and then stood up.

Now that we've discovered this thing, if we don't solve it, we won't be able to get a good night's sleep.

"Not human, but a fairy?"

Xiang Genfeng was taken aback, then looked around warily, his expression somewhat tense.

The martial arts instructor beside him looked at Fang Zelin with suspicion, "If it's a demon, can you handle it? And how did you figure it out?"

Fang Zelin did not answer this time.

Is there any water?

Fang Zelin looked at Xiang Genfeng.

"Have!"

Xiang Genfeng took a water bag and handed it to Fang Zelin.

The water sac was bulging and full of water.

Upon seeing this, Fang Zelin reached out and pulled, and the water in the water bag was immediately drawn out as if by something.

Small, sharp blades began to materialize.

Xiang Genfeng was stunned by what he saw, swallowed hard, and stared at the scene before him in disbelief.

An illusion? Or is this real Law Technique?

Seeing the sharp blade materialize, Fang Zelin patted the gourd at his waist.

Several small seal characters immediately flew out, and the moment they disappeared into the water, they shone brightly.

The bright light shone through the water ripples and reflected in all directions, making it seem as if you were underwater.

"Go!"

Fang Zelin pointed, and the throwing knife flew out instantly.

The whooshing sound flashed by, and a moment later a sharp cry could be heard coming from the distant grass.

In just a few breaths, the throwing knife flew back.

Fang Zelin wiped away the water blades on the gourd, then put the small seal script back into the gourd.

"Alright, that should be resolved."

Fang Zelin spoke, he prepared to sit down cross-legged.

Xiang Genfeng was still standing there, somewhat bewildered.

By the time he finally came to his senses, his expression had changed several times.

Thinking back to yesterday, he had mentioned to his sister that if anything unexpected happened, Fang Zelin would be there to help him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"Are you... an immortal?"

At this moment, Xiang Mei, who was standing to the side, took the initiative to ask Fang Zelin a question.

His eyes were now filled with awe and curiosity.

"No, they are merely cultivators."

Fang Zelin replied casually, picked up the dry rations he had just eaten, and continued eating.

Xiang Genfeng didn't dare to breathe loudly at that moment.

Daoist practitioners

The martial arts instructor standing to the side also looked at Fang Zelin cautiously, secretly pondering what Fang Zelin had just said.

"By the way, it's best not to mention today's events to outsiders; it won't do you any good."

Fang Zelin gave a brief instruction, then sniffed the air slightly.

When the spell was cast, the small seal characters in the wine flew out, because they had been soaking in the wine for too long.

Each time the spell is cast Clear as Empty aroma of wine permeates the surroundings, releasing a rich fragrance.

Fang Zelin's actions also caught the attention of the others nearby.

But upon smelling that rich aroma of wine, one's mouth instantly waters.

The aroma of this wine is so rich, even more so than any other fine wine I've ever tasted.

I wonder what this fine wine tastes like.

Xiang Genfeng swallowed hard, his gaze lingering on Fang Zelin's wine gourd.

Although Fang Zelin claimed he was not an immortal, they did not believe him.

Looking at this gourd, one can't help but wonder what kind of fine wine is inside.

Is this the fine wine brewed by immortals?

Do you have any wine glasses?

Seeing the other person's expression, Fang Zelin knew that the other person was craving something sweet, so he immediately asked a question.

Yes, yes, yes!

Xiang Genfeng didn't want to refuse, so he quickly agreed and went to fetch the utensils.

Fang Zelin uncorked the glass and poured a tiny bit of Clear as Empty wine into it.

You can't drink too much of this.

Fang Zelin gave an explanation, then picked up the wine gourd and, from a distance, poured a mouthful of the Clear as Empty into his mouth.

One drawback of this spellcasting method is that it occurs every time a spell is cast.

Surrounded by the rich aroma of wine, Fang Zelin couldn't resist taking a sip.

To be honest, very few people can resist the temptation of this Clear as Empty aroma of wine.

Those who can resist are those who haven't tried it.

Is this the celestial wine?

The group of people, who had each received a small glass of wine, examined it closely before taking a sip.

Upon tasting the wine, everyone couldn't help but close their eyes to fully savor its flavor.

They couldn't bear to utter a single word, as if saying even a word would cause them to miss the taste of the fine wine.

After a long while, the group opened their eyes, glanced down at the remaining wine, and cautiously raised their glasses to take another small sip.

After the third bite...

Before they could say anything, they all fainted.

Fang Zelin shook his head and smiled upon seeing this.

This wine, infused with Spiritual Qi, is something that mortals can only drink a little of at most.

Seeing everyone collapse to the ground, Fang Zelin took another sip from the wine jug and exclaimed, "Good wine!"

The next day.

By the time Xiang Genfeng and the others woke up, the sun had already risen.

By this time, Fang Zelin had already disappeared without a trace.

Feeling refreshed and invigorated, everyone knew that this was because they had drunk some of the celestial wine and were reaping its benefits.

"Senior brother, are you here to take junior brother back?"

Standing Sunset Cliff, I looked at my senior brother, whom I hadn't seen in a long time, yet who felt strangely familiar.

Yang Xiang had a big smile on his face at that moment.

Finally, he could go back. After thirty years of trials in the mortal world, no one could understand the joy in his heart at this moment.

"Yes, Junior Brother, your training period is over, it's time for you to return to the mountain."

The Daoist priest in front of him smiled upon hearing this, quite satisfied with the results of his junior brother's training. "Alright, let's return to the mountain together!"

"Senior brother, wait a moment. During my training, I encountered a senior and we agreed to accompany him on his pilgrimage. Judging by the time, that senior should be arriving soon."

"Oh? Is that so?"

The Daoist priest in front of him paused for a moment upon hearing this, then nodded. "Since you are a fellow Daoist, there is no need for you to pay your respects. Please wait a moment."

"Just as I arrived, I saw Yao Qi emanating from that Jumbled Stone Cave, and many white bones outside. It seems a demon has been wreaking havoc. Let's go together to slay the demon and exorcise the evil."

"Yes, I will do as my senior brother says!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiang was overjoyed and immediately responded.

He hadn't forgotten the time he'd agreed upon with Fang Zelin.

Judging by the time, the enemy should be arriving soon. There should be enough time to kill some demons.