From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 625 Seeking Immortals Here

To the Realm of Ultimate Truth, or to any territory of the Great Li Dynasty, the female beggar's attire was quite ordinary: deep-set eyes, high cheekbones almost covered by a layer of skin, feet worn raw and bloody by pebbles, and blood-red, empty eyes.

However, for Jianruo City, the most prosperous city in the Dali Dynasty, such a decoration was quite out of place.

She must have traveled a very long way, enduring physical and mental despair and excruciating pain to get here from a very, very far place, but what awaited her was not the tolerance this dynasty showed to refugees.

Standing beneath the city gate, looking at the Dali soldiers blocking her way like a city wall, the female beggar finally realized this in despair.

"Where did this filthy beggar come from? This is the capital city, how dare you enter! Get out of here!"

The fat, big-eared city guard, smelling the stench emanating from the woman, looked disgusted. With just a gentle push, the woman flew several meters away like a dry twig, her right hand hitting the ground with a dull thud.

"I...I'm here to find someone..."

The woman's words, barely audible like a mosquito's buzz, came out. The surrounding soldiers heard them clearly and burst into laughter. Then, leather military boots rained down on her.

"Looking for someone? Who comes to Jianruo City not to look for someone? You're looking for someone, do you even know who you are? This is the capital of Dali, the residence of envoys from various countries and immortals. A filthy beggar like you only tarnishes the prestige of Dali. Get the hell out of my sight!!"

With a muffled groan, the leading soldier's fat face bulged as he kicked the woman's face with all his might, leaving it covered in blood and foam.

"You stinking beggar, you've got some backbone!"

He spat, and seeing that the female beggar had stopped moving, he was about to call for them to lift the woman up and throw her outside.

This is the city gate of Jianruo City. A large crowd of onlookers had gathered around, most of them dressed in fine clothes and with composed expressions, like spectators.

A very small number of people who couldn't bear to watch and wanted to speak up suddenly smelled the woman's rotten fish-like odor that had been fermenting for who knows how long, as well as the cloud pattern on the leader officer's collar. They covered their mouths and noses, frowned, and finally sighed before disappearing back into the crowd.

The soldiers of Dali generally wear armor with Vermilion Bird patterns. There is only one special category: guards who serve or have served immortals. On their armor, the Vermilion Bird pattern is replaced with cloud patterns.

This is the Realm of Ultimate Truth, the Great Li. Not to mention ordinary people, even high-ranking officials and nobles without cultivation are nothing more than weeds. It is already difficult enough for them to protect themselves, let alone have any enthusiasm or concern for the country and its people.

However, to everyone's surprise, the ragged woman still seemed to be conscious even at this moment.

"I come from Lanling Village... The person I'm looking for is... a deity..."

"I'm looking for a deity... I'm looking for... a deity..."

The woman's bloodied mouth uttered almost dreamlike whispers, which only aroused more laughter from the surrounding crowd and the soldiers guarding the city. Only one of the onlookers heard the words "Lanling Village" from the beggar's mouth, his expression changed slightly, and he silently lowered his head and ran into the depths of the ornately decorated city...
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"You mean Wang Hengming has voluntarily given up all the spirit stone offerings from the Great Li Kingdom? He's going into seclusion to cultivate in seclusion?"

In a secluded courtyard in the north of the city, Li Yang listened to Bai Yingluo's story across the stone table with some surprise.

To prevent a complete breakdown in relations and retaliation from the Grand Preceptor Wang Hengming, Emperor Bai Yan did not hand over all the cultivation resources at the disposal of the Great Li Kingdom to Li Yang. Instead, Wang Hengming and Li Yang divided the resources among themselves in a 40/60 split.

However, Zhang Hengming has now voluntarily given up the remaining 40%, giving it all to Li Yang.

This was naturally a good thing for Li Yang, as the cultivation resources he could obtain each month suddenly increased dramatically, bringing him one step closer to restoring his Earth Immortal Dao Fruit.

"It seems that the Grand Preceptor of Dali was quite frightened that day, which is why he is so humble in his attempt to curry favor."

Li Yang nodded in satisfaction, not expecting that he had inadvertently solved a problem.

Hearing Li Yang mutter to himself, Bai Yingluo also gave Li Yang a strange look.

In the past two months, who else has been frightened by Li Yang, that evil Taoist Zhang Hengming?
Over the course of two months, the spirit stones and rare treasures secretly transported to this courtyard would have piled up to form a small mountain if all of them were put together, but now they have all been refined by the guy in front of him.

Even though folk cultivation has been suppressed by the nine major sects, and the majority of cultivation resources have been divided up by the nine superior sects, this is still a spiritual stone produced by the majestic territory of a great country with a total area of ​​20 million square kilometers.

Bai Yingluo knew that even Zhang Hengming, a cultivator at the Earth Immortal realm, could not fully digest all of the spirit stones he offered each month. Almost half of them were used to exchange for rare and precious materials with other cultivators, and the other half were used to support the cultivation of his disciples. Less than a quarter of the spirit stones were used for refining and cultivating himself.

On the other hand, Li Yang is like a bottomless gluttonous beast, accepting all kinds of spiritual materials as much as possible.

Coupled with Zhang Hengming's sudden show of weakness, although she didn't know exactly what had happened, Bai Yingluo always had a strange feeling that she, her adopted brother, was the high and mighty Earth Immortal Lord, while Zhang Hengming, that demonic Taoist, was just an ordinary Human Immortal...

"Since Zhang Hengming has taken the initiative to show weakness, Jianruo City is not a threat for the time being. Then I will trouble Sister Wang to transport spirit stones for me later."

Li Yang took a sip of tea and smiled slightly at Bai Yingluo.

"Okay..." Bai Yingluo nodded, swallowed, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Brother, is your cultivation level about to break through to Earth Immortal?"

"Hard to say."

Li Yang shook his head, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly looked up and asked:

"By the way, Sister Wang, I heard there was a commotion at the city gate around noon today. I wonder what happened?"

"Oh? Is that so? That's a matter for the Jianruo Imperial Guard. I'm not very clear about it, but I heard that some refugees tried to force their way into the city and had a conflict with the guards."

Bai Yingluo's face showed surprise at first, and after thinking for a moment, she answered somewhat uncertainly.

"Why did you suddenly ask about this, my brother?"

Bai Yingluo looked up at Li Yang, who smiled faintly and said, "It's nothing. I just heard the residents of the city talking about it often when I was interpreting the divination today, so I was a little curious and asked."

After answering, Li Yang lost interest in continuing to be bored. He got up and sat cross-legged on a futon in the courtyard when no one was around. White mist began to rise from his mouth and nose, indicating that he had entered a state of tranquility.

Bai Yingluo watched as Li Yang sat upright in the courtyard with his eyes closed, his expression solemn and dignified, his face radiating a faint glow, like a deity.

For the past two months, this suddenly appearing younger brother has always been like this, not letting go of any opportunity to cultivate. His talent and strength are clearly monstrous, but he always seems to be chased by a raging flood, never enjoying a moment of rest.

Many words remained unspoken, stuck in her throat. After a series of changes in her expression, Bai Yingluo lowered her head and left the courtyard.

After leaving the courtyard, Bai Yingluo walked several hundred meters down the street with her head down. Looking back, she saw that the sky above the distant courtyard was still filled with white clouds. She turned around, made a turn, and got into the carriage with a calm expression, and drove away.

"How are the arrangements going?"

"Your Highness, she has been settled in an inn two kilometers outside the city. After treatment by the imperial physician, she is out of danger..." Inside the carriage, a dignified man with a square face sat opposite Bai Yingluo, his face full of humility.

Bai Yingluo played with her hair that hung down to her waist with her right hand, and frowned: "When she woke up, did she say anything?"

"She kept saying she wanted to find a deity, but when we asked her who that deity was, she absolutely refused to say. She seemed terrified and acted like she was going crazy..."

The square-faced man hesitated for a moment before replying with difficulty, "Princess, however, this woman seems to have remembered many things, which poses a great threat to us."

"I see."

Bai Yingluo nodded, her face hidden in the light and shadow, flickering uncertainly.

In the red and yellow sunset, the carriage slowly drove out of the city. When Bai Yinglu got off the carriage and saw the female beggar reported by her subordinate, she was holding a long sword that she had snatched from a soldier. Her hair was disheveled and she was confronting the soldier like a small beast that had been cornered.

"Your Highness, we just came in to check on this young lady's injuries, but she suddenly snatched our swords..."

Upon seeing Bai Yingluo's arrival, the leading soldier immediately knelt down in fear and trepidation.

Bai Yingluo didn't look at the soldiers kneeling in the room; her gaze had been fixed on the disheveled female beggar ever since she entered the inn's private room.

His bloodshot eyes were hidden in his dry, greasy hair, and his charcoal-black body was so thin that it looked like a gust of wind could break it. He held a white forged steel knife in his hand that looked like it could crush his body, like a trapped beast.

"Erniu?"

Bai Yingluo frowned and tentatively said a name. The female beggar opposite her was suddenly stunned, and the steel knife in her hand clattered to the ground.

"The...the eldest princess?"

The female beggar managed to utter a few hoarse words, then two streams of bloody tears flowed from her already swollen and dry eyes. She knelt down abruptly, hugged Bai Yingluo's legs, and cried out in anguish:

"Dead, all dead! The village chief, Wang Yue, Uncle Zheng, they're all dead!!"

"Princess, please, take me to find a deity to save Wang Yue and the village chief! Only a deity can save them now!!"

Upon seeing the Princess, all of Erniu's guard and pain suddenly burst forth, and she grabbed Bai Yingluo's foot as if she were grasping at the last straw.

What she didn't notice was that as she tearfully recounted what had happened in Lanling Village, Bai Yingluo's expression grew colder and colder until finally, it looked as if she were covered in frost.

"I understand. My brother and I will definitely help you get justice."

After calmly listening to Erniu's story, Bai Yingluo's expression changed, eventually settling on a friendly smile.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

After a long and desperate journey, Erniu looked up, and for the first time, a glimmer of hope appeared in her red-rimmed eyes.

She remembered that day when Li Yang acknowledged his identity as Crown Prince Moro in front of the villagers, and he and Bai Yingluo became siblings. It was also the day that Li Yang left the village with Bai Yingluo and Chongxuan Army.

So Erniu knew that Bai Yingluo must know the location of the immortals. Seeing that her obsession had finally been resolved and she had received Bai Yingluo's promise, Erniu's vision went black and she almost collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.

Bai Yingluo gently supported Erniu, and when she touched her, all she saw were bones; there wasn't a single bit of flesh or blood.

However, Erniu was caught up in her intense emotional turmoil and did not notice the subtle, almost imperceptible, change in the eyes of Bai Yingluo and the surrounding soldiers.

"My brother is currently meditating in Jianruo City. I will now arrange for you to meet with him."

"Han Jieming, you should take this girl into the city to see His Highness the Crown Prince right now. However, His Highness has a special status, so you must be careful and discreet this time and leave no trace."

"Yes! I take my orders!"

The square-faced officer next to him trembled, glanced at Erniu who was looking at him with a face full of surprise and hope, and knelt down to accept the order.

Finally, Erniu's wish to see Li Yang came true. Her mind was completely floating, and she felt like she was on cloud nine. Not daring to delay, she was helped out by someone and followed Han Jieming.

Immersed in her surprise, Erniu was completely unaware of the murderous and cold look in the eyes of Han Jieming and the surrounding Chongxuan soldiers when they looked at her.

After Erniu had been gone for a long time, Bai Yingluo expressionlessly tore off the dark, blackened hem of her long skirt that Erniu had been holding, found a candle, and burned it.

The Chongxuan soldiers around her looked at her silently, as if they were made of iron.

Holding up her burning skirt with her sword, Bai Yingluo coldly looked at the soldiers in the candlelight.

"What you see and hear today, you must not say a word about it, you must not mention a word about it."

"Starting tomorrow, you will all be transferred out of the Chongxuan Army and sent to the northern border to guard it. Under no circumstances should you stay in Jianruo City. I, the princess, will take care of your wives, children and parents."

In just two short sentences, the fate of these soldiers, who should have had a bright future, was decided. The elite troops of Chongxuan Army had no complaints, knelt on one knee to accept the order, and then dispersed.

After doing all this, Bai Yingluo burned the hem of her skirt and threw her longsword forcefully into a wooden pillar next to her.

She looked in the direction Erniu had left, the direction that was in the opposite direction from Jian Ruocheng, and the occasional struggle that flashed in her eyes was completely suppressed by reason.

"At this moment, Dali needs a deity, Erniu, don't blame me."

Bai Yingluo's voice was cold and clear. Recalling what Erniu had just told her, her expression turned ugly and complicated.

She couldn't imagine what kind of trouble would arise if her younger brother, the prince, knew what Erniu had just told her.
A deity, especially one about to become an Earth Immortal, shouldn't be so impulsive as to intervene for the sake of a mortal village.
However, his younger brother, whom he had taken for granted, never followed the rules. Otherwise, Luo Wuji, the direct descendant of the Heavenly Immortal of Purgatory Valley, would not have died.

At this moment, Li Yang needs to lie low, and Da Li needs to lie low as well. We cannot afford any more complications!

Bai Yingluo hardened her heart, made sure she didn't leave any trace of Er Niu on herself, composed herself, and resumed her proud and heroic image as the eldest princess of Dali before pushing open the door and leaving.

Half an hour later, the entire inn was unexpectedly robbed and attacked by bandits. Thousands of guests and servants were killed without exception, all by the bandit leader's blade, causing an uproar throughout the court...

(End of this chapter)