The Benefactor Has Arrived

Wuming completely ignored the old man's sarcasm. After watching the child's figure disappear, he went back into the house, wrapped himself in his black robe again, and prepared to go out.

But he had only taken one step when the old man's voice rang out again. "Don't go out and take any more risks. Given your current condition, if you continue to fight recklessly like this, the Blood Incantation will probably erupt even faster."

Wuming listened to his words, his tone somewhat cold. "My affairs are none of your business."

Wuming was well aware of his precarious situation, but if he didn't take on this job, how could the two of them continue to survive in the Hidden Nether Realm?

Not to mention that his nephew would bring him soup every time he came over. Even if it wasn't for himself, but just to make sure his nephew was doing well in his new home, he had to work hard to earn some Spirit Stone.

Thinking this, Wuming took another step to leave.

The old man put down the bowl in his hand, making a crisp clinking sound, "Didn't I tell you, your nephew has met a benefactor and encountered a turning point?"

The Wuming man stopped again, turned his head to look at him, and saw a hope in his eyes that he himself did not realize.

"That's right, our luck is about to change!" the old man said with a smile.

Having obtained the information they wanted, Sang Ying and Jiang Zhuoxue stopped wandering around outside and hurriedly returned to the inn before it got completely dark.

The shopkeeper visibly relaxed upon seeing them return, smiling broadly at them and saying, "You're finally back! If you hadn't come back, I would have sent the waiter out to look for you."

As soon as they entered the house, the shopkeeper and the waiter carried wooden planks to seal the shop door. Not only were they doing this, but through the street that was not yet fully sealed off, Sang Ying looked around and saw that almost every household had closed their doors early at this time.

Sang Ying took in this scene, and only after the shop door was closed did she ask the shopkeeper about it.

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper's expression became slightly unnatural for a moment, but he quickly concealed it.

"Why does the fairy ask this?" Before Sang Ying could answer, he quickly smiled and covered it up, "Actually, it's nothing serious, just a rule in our city. In recent years, more and more people have been afflicted with the Curse, and the city lord is worried that these people will go mad and do something harmful to ordinary people, so he set up the curfew rule."

Sang Ying believed this answer, but judging from the shopkeeper's somewhat unnatural expression earlier, she only believed half of it.

Hidden Nether Realm than elsewhere. The two had only been back for a short time when it was already completely dark outside. If they had been even a few steps later, they probably would have been locked out.

Jiang Zhuoxue and Sang Ying returned to their rooms one after the other. Their rooms were already completely enveloped by Wen Miaoshu's array formations. Even if someone dared to break in, they would probably only suffer for nothing.

Gu Shu inside the room seemed to have just finished cultivating; a familiar Spiritual Qi still lingered in the modified Spirit Gathering Formation.

The translucent, chubby doll had made a mess of Sang Ying's bed, but it wasn't ashamed at all. When it saw her return, it even complained, "Why are you so late? I've been waiting for you in the room for ages."

The chubby little dumpling twisted around and jumped off the bed onto Sang Ying's shoulder. "So, how's the Hidden Nether Realm doing these days?"

"You saw what the Hidden Nether Realm is like yourself before; the haze here seems to be getting worse. If it weren't for this formation blocking it, I'm afraid that with your own Spiritual Qi, you would turn back into a ball of Sword Qi in just a few days." Sang Ying couldn't help but tap the chubby little dumpling's nose.

Gu Shu was originally a Sword Qi. He only gained some benefits and developed spiritual consciousness because his master ascended to immortality. For the past three hundred years, he had spent most of his time cultivating in various spiritual palaces or spiritual mines. Even his current appearance as a little child was maintained by the Spiritual Qi he had accumulated over the years.

It can be said that Gu Shu is now a walking source of Spiritual Qi, more precious than Supreme-Grade Spirit Stone and Spirit Crystal.

However, his Spiritual Qi is also depleted as he uses it, and if he doesn't replenish it in time, he might really revert to his former form of small Sword Qi.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhuoxue had already set up Spirit Gathering Formation in the room they were staying in, which was improved by Wen Miaoshu. This array could remove impurities from the Spiritual Qi and then gather it to provide for the people in the room.

It was only because this formation was so rare that Wen Miaoshu was very lucky to have successfully created one, and it was only because Sang Ying was her only and most beloved daughter that she enjoyed such an honor.

Over the years, Sang Ying has become a complete cultivation fanatic, and Gu Shu has also been urged by her to devote himself to cultivation.

It can be said that Gu Shu's current physical form is half due to his own efforts, and the other half is due to Sang Ying's encouragement and her tireless search for secret realms and spirit mines, allowing him to absorb Spiritual Qi without any scruples.

Having grown accustomed to Sang Ying's urging, Gu Shu Sang Ying n't angry at her words. Instead, he leaned against her shoulder, following her lead. "Don't worry, I know. I'm even waiting for you to take me with you when you ascend."

Gu Shu has now entered the realm of spiritual beings. If he encounters a better fortuitous opportunity and accumulates some Merit, perhaps when Sang Ying ascends to heaven, he can also experience the joy of ascending to heaven along with her.

"I'm only at the Spirit Transformation stage, and you're already thinking about ascending?" Sang Ying found it somewhat amusing.

Gu Shu nodded. "You don't need to be modest. At your current cultivation speed, it probably won't be more than a few thousand years before you ascend to immortality."

For mortals, thousands of years can turn mountains and rivers into lakes and cause dynasties to rise and fall several times. But for cultivators, especially high-level cultivators, it is just a fleeting moment.

Hearing Gu Shu's words, Sang Ying simply smiled and said nothing more.

She knew very well that her goal of ascending to immortality had not changed, but before that, she still needed to find out the guy who had been plotting against everyone in the shadows.

These thoughts flashed through Sang Ying's mind, but she didn't tell anyone about her plans.

The streets outside were completely quiet. Sang Ying peeked out the window but saw only an empty street.

She stopped being distracted by what was happening outside and instead, together with Gu Shu, used the thin, pure Spiritual Qi inside the house to replenish what she had exhausted during the day.

I don't know how long I've been meditating, but a sharp scream suddenly shattered the silence of Spring Returns City.

Sang Ying, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes, got out of bed, and looked towards the window.

In the pitch-black night, a figure ran frantically, while a black-robed man wielding a curved sword approached step by step from behind.