Returning to the Southern Wilderness, a chance encounter with immortal cultivators

If we don't go back now, who knows how the Mahāvairocana Tathagata will torment the people there.

"Fellow Daoist Han, what should we do now?" He Xiangu asked.

"Let's go back and rescue those cultivators first, then we'll think of a solution."

The two flew out of the valley and soon returned to the Southern Wilderness, where it was evening.

"Hey, why are there a few cultivators lying over there?"

"It looks like they were attacked by Demon Beast."

"What should we do? Those cultivators are my fellow disciples!"

When the two arrived, they saw that the cultivators were covered in blood and on the verge of death, clearly not long for the future.

Beside them stood several Demon Cultivators, holding ropes with individual cultivators bound to the ends, their faces filled with mocking smiles.

Seeing this, Han Xiangzi roared, "What do you mean by this? How could you injure them like this?!"

The Demon Cultivator sneered, "Hmph! You two humans are not bad, daring to escape from the palm of the Mahāvairocana Tathagata. However, you only have one path: death!"

He Xiangu looked at the rope in the Demon Cultivator's hand. "This is Demon-Binding Rope?!"

"Hahaha, good to know. You two human cultivators are destined to face this calamity today."

After saying this, the Demon Cultivator swung their Demon-Binding Rope, binding all the cultivators together and throwing them into the valley.

"Fellow Daoist, what should we do?" Han Xiangzi was extremely anxious.

He Xiangu said in a deep voice, "This is a feud between Demon Race. We should hurry back to the Southern Wilderness and tell my master about this. He will surely have a solution."

"That's the only way," Han Xiangzi agreed.

The two headed towards the Southern Wilderness.

"Is this the test that the Dao Ancestor has given us?" Han Xiangzi frowned, his heart filled with intense unease, feeling that something big was about to happen.

"Isn't the Dao Ancestor too ruthless?" He Xiangu, somewhat annoyed.

Han Xiangzi shook his head. "Although the Dao Ancestor is ruthless, he is also merciful. If he hadn't held back, we wouldn't have been able to escape this misfortune. So Dao Ancestor isn't unreasonable; he just disdains using such despicable and shameless tricks."

"Unfortunately, our cultivation is too weak; we are no match even for that young Daoist. How can we help them?" He Xiangu sighed.

"Profound cultivation does not equate to great strength. If the Dao Ancestor were strong enough, he Mahāvairocana Tathagata long ago. Why would he have survived until now?" Han Xiangzi said.

"The Dao Ancestor's cultivation is profound; what abilities could that Daoist boy possibly possess?"

Han Xiangzi smiled and said, "How could we possibly fathom the Dao Ancestor's abilities? You don't need to worry about it. Let's hurry back now, lest that Daoist boy change his mind."

After saying that, the two quickly flew back to the Southern Wilderness.

Within the Southern Wilderness, Han Xiangzi and He Xiangu returned, and everyone gathered around them.

"What happened? Why are you back so quickly?" a cultivator asked in confusion.

Han Xiangzi said, "That Mahāvairocana Tathagata used some method to make those cultivators fall into a coma, and then bound them with the Demon-Binding Rope."

"What should we do now? Are we really supposed to go and rescue those cultivators?"

"We are too weak right now; going there would only be suicide," He Xiangu said with some worry.

"What should we do then?" everyone asked in unison.

"I have a way," Han Xiangzi suddenly said.

"Fellow Daoist Han, please speak quickly. If you can help, we will naturally trust you."

"Fellow Daoist Han, please speak quickly."

Han Xiangzi nodded and took out a golden pill from his storage ring. "This pill is called the 'Essence-Gathering Pill,' a spiritual pill specifically used to enhance a cultivator's cultivation level. It can temporarily boost their cultivation, but only for an hour. They will return to normal after a quarter of an hour. If we delay any longer, their lives may be in danger."

Upon hearing this, the group of cultivators were overjoyed.

"What should we do now?"

"Does Fellow Daoist Han have a good plan?"

"Why don't I give it a try? Maybe I can save them?"

Everyone looked at He Xiangu, He Xiangu nodded.

"In that case, let's ask Fellow Daoist Han to take action!" Everyone praised.

Han Xiangzi nodded, stepped forward, took out a jade bottle from his bosom, poured out three pills, and swallowed them in one gulp.

As soon as the pill entered his stomach, a warm current spread through his body, making him feel extremely comfortable. Then, he opened his eyes, which shone brightly.

Han Xiangzi stood up, waved his hand, and opened the Storage Bag in his hand. Inside were ten high-grade Spirit Stone, ten mid-grade Spirit Stone, and some low-grade Spirit Stone.

"Fellow Daoists, I was fortunate enough to enter the Demon Emperor Cave and obtained some treasures, which I am now sharing with you. These treasures are all high- Spirit Stone and mid-grade Spirit Stone; I hope you will accept them with care."

Upon seeing these treasures, everyone showed expressions of excitement.

One of the Demon Cultivator couldn't resist reaching out to grab one of the mid-grade Spirit Stone.

"Stop!" Han Xiangzi shouted sharply.

"Oh... yes, Fellow Daoist Han." The Demon Cultivator awkwardly withdrew his hand.

The other cultivators cursed inwardly at the Demon Cultivator's actions.

Han Xiangzi looked at everyone and said, "Fellow Daoist, there's no need to be so polite. These Spirit Stone are for everyone, not just for me."

The group of cultivators opened their Storage Bag and saw the treasures inside.

"These are all high-grade Spirit Stone, and we don't need that many. How about we divide them equally among ourselves?"

"Fellow Daoist Han is truly a good person!"

"As expected of Martial Uncle Han!"

Everyone praised it.

"In that case, I will thank you on behalf of all my fellow Daoists!" Han Xiangzi smiled and cupped his hands in thanks.

"Fellow Daoist Han, you're too kind."

Everyone clasped their hands in greeting, and for a moment, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

"Uncle-Master Han, where should we go to rescue those fellow cultivators?" a female cultivator asked.

Han Xiangzi said, "Let's find a secluded place to set up an array, and then place the Mahāvairocana Tathagata's demonic pet within the array."

Everyone nodded.

"Then let's go back and rest for the night, and set off again early tomorrow morning!" He Xiangu suggested.

"Okay, then let's go back and rest."

So everyone went back to prepare.

"Xiangu, who is this Junior Nephew Han? How is he so Divine Ability that he can even subdue such a monster?"

However, the power of the Mahāvairocana Tathagata should not be underestimated, and He Xiangu and Han Xiangzi still dared not be careless.

The next morning, everyone went out.

"Fellow Daoist Han, are we heading to the Southern Wilderness now?" a Demon Cultivator asked.

Han Xiangzi nodded. "That's right, but we still need to check on those fellow cultivators first and make sure they're alright before heading to the Southern Wilderness for rescue."

"Yes, we'll listen to Fellow Daoist Han. Let's go to the Southern Wilderness first, and then go rescue them," said a Demon Cultivator.