Secret Plot

Why worry about that?

Yunzi found this somewhat amusing.

"If someone like-minded needs your help, do you expect them to bring a sufficiently good gift?"

"Of course not!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Qing immediately shook his head.

"Even if I don't bring anything, isn't it only right that I help you, fellow Daoist?"

"So, do you really think that those who have become Orthodox God, like the City God, are truly Orthodox God who value such trivial matters? Those who achieve the status of Orthodox God are certainly no less virtuous than you."

Yunzi shook her head and smiled.

"Just like that pangolin before, if its heart had been a little purer and kinder, it would probably be a Orthodox God now, receiving incense offerings."

Ultimately, the pangolin in the previous case was simply because its heart wasn't pure and kind enough.

If only the other party could be a little more kind-hearted, they wouldn't be able to bear seeing the people of that village suffering from such famine and drought.

If we lend a helping hand, its calamity will be averted.

It didn't even know that the demon that had threatened it had already been killed.

"Master is right; we were mistaken."

Upon hearing this, Wu Qing quickly responded.

Seeing this, Yunzi nodded slightly.

Fang Zelin watched with great interest as Yunzi instructed her disciples.

After reading it, he planned to teach his disciples in the same way when he had them in the future.

What are you thinking about, fellow Daoist?

When Yunzi noticed that the other person was staring at her intently, she felt a little shy and quickly asked a question.

Fang Zelin snapped out of his daze upon hearing this and saw that Yunzi in front of him had a slight blush on her face; she was quite beautiful.

Upon hearing this, he said, "Oh, it's nothing. I just feel that the matter of sending tribute earlier might have been handled somewhat inappropriately."

"After hearing your words, fellow Daoist, I feel much more at ease."

"Inappropriate?"

Upon hearing this, Yunzi was surprised and asked, "What makes you say that, fellow Daoist?"

"If someone like me were to present such tributes to those prefects in the same way, and other fellow Daoists were unable to produce similar offerings, wouldn't that mean I, Fang, have unwittingly elevated the quality of my tributes?"

This is what Fang Zelin was just thinking about.

He had already had some thoughts in mind after listening to the concerns of the Rising Tide Valley disciples.

Was what I just did a bit too flamboyant?

But after hearing what Yunzi said, it seems there's not much to worry about.

Those prefectural lords are all Orthodox God; how could they possibly neglect their fellow cultivators because of this?

At the very least, none of the prefects Fang Zelin had ever seen were like that.

Yunzi was somewhat surprised to hear this, probably not expecting Fang Zelin to think in this way.

"Do you often engage in self-reflection like this, fellow Daoist?"

Yunzi smiled, voicing the question that had been on her mind.

And speaking of which, thinking back to Fang Zelin's previous remarks about his own character not being good enough...

Thinking back on what Fang Zelin had just said, she felt that perhaps this fellow Daoist in front of her was reflecting on himself.

"Of course, one needs to reflect on one's actions. If one does something wrong and doesn't reflect on it, then one is utterly unrepentant."

Fang Zelin casually replied upon hearing this.

Having witnessed that the other fellow cultivators were all righteous individuals, Fang Zelin naturally felt that he couldn't let them down.

Compared to these fellow Daoists, I should learn more from them.

Hearing this, Yunzi naturally knew that Fang Zelin was telling the truth.

After some thought, I also felt that what the other person said made some sense.

I felt secretly ashamed.

People like Fellow Daoist Fang are constantly reflecting on their actions.

I should learn more from Fellow Daoist Fang in the future.

"That demon will likely face interrogation in the Underworld Bureau. Shouldn't you inform the other cultivators so that if they find out the whereabouts of other demons tomorrow, you can go and attack them, lest things get complicated?"

Fang Zelin then changed the subject and got to the crux of the matter.

In his view, these fairies had been plotting something all along.

And who knows how many people have been plotting this, or when they will actually make their move?

To be on the safe side, the best course of action would be to go straight there after receiving the news.

They directly suppressed and killed all those demons, and then looked back to see what was going on with the cultivators' luck.

"Fellow Daoist is right. If we have the upper hand now, we certainly cannot let it slip by!"

Thinking of this, Yunzi immediately wrote a letter and then summoned the crane.

After presenting the letter, he clapped his hands.

Once we know where those demons are hiding tomorrow, we'll naturally go straight there.

She has already made it clear in her letter.

Once the letter is delivered, my fellow Daoists will all come over.

Then we can join forces and attack.

Fang Zelin nodded when he saw the other party deliver the letter.

"Since you have spent the night cultivating, I, Fang, will protect you."

"Alright, then I'll trouble you, fellow Daoist."

Yunzi thought about the possibility of a major battle tomorrow, and with that in mind, she didn't refuse.

Taking time to cultivate oneself and adjust one's state of mind is just right for facing tomorrow.

At this moment, all the cultivators sat down cross-legged and began their cultivation.

After a short while, he quickly entered a meditative state.

Fang Zelin stood guard to the side to prevent anyone from disturbing the fellow cultivators' practice.

The next day.

The sun rises.

Fang Zelin touched the silver coins on his body, took the small amount of silver and went to the steamed bun shop not far away.

He was short of money and Fang Zelin didn't have much to spare.

All I could do was buy some steamed buns for everyone.

However, the aroma of these steamed buns was extremely rich.

When Fang Zelin returned carrying the steamed buns, all the cultivators had already woken up from their meditation.

Seeing that his fellow cultivators had woken up and were using Law Technique to cleanse themselves, Fang Zelin handed out the steamed buns.

"Mr. Fang is short of money and can't afford anything else to eat, so please make do with this."

"It's been a long time since I've tasted these steamed buns; the aroma really brings back fond memories."

When the fellow cultivators saw the steamed buns that Fang Zelin handed over, they didn't stand on ceremony and immediately took a bite after tearing off a piece.

I must say, the aroma is truly wonderful.

A group of people ate steamed buns without feeling cold.

Seeing this, Fang Zelin realized that he really didn't have any money left, and felt a bit of a headache.

What a pity, if I had a little money on me, I wouldn't have bought so little food.

Looks like I'll have to get some money from here.

Perhaps I could exchange my fine wine for some money.

Thinking of this, Fang Zelin couldn't help but glance at his wine gourd.

"Esteemed immortals, the Lord of the Underworld requests your presence."

Just as Fang Zelin's gaze was still fixed on his wine gourd, a ghost official walked over from afar, then bowed to the crowd and said...