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The siege of Bright Peak by the six major sects ultimately came to nothing.

It wasn't that anyone intervened to mediate; rather, people noticed a change in the celestial phenomena and saw a deity actually fly in, then gracefully depart with Xiao Zhao in red.

"The supreme martial arts weapon, the Dragon-Slaying Saber, is unmatched without the Heaven-Reliant Sword."

Is that what they say?

"Hey, stop talking. Look at the way Abbess Miejue is looking at you. It's like she's planning to eat you up."

"I didn't expect her to have such a good appetite, but I don't have a bad appetite either."

The two elders from Mount Hua huddled together, whispering and babbling, but the surrounding area was completely silent, so everyone could hear them clearly.

Abbess Miejue turned her head and glared at the two of them.

"She's looking at you."

"Then I'm doomed."

"Damn it, why are you taking your pants off? We, the Huashan Sect, don't have spineless cowards like you!"

"Emei disciples, heed my command!" Abbess Miejue gritted her teeth. "Kill these two bastards!"

"Master!" Song Yuanqiao of Wudang immediately stopped her.

The major operation to besiege the Demonic Sect is not yet over; how can we allow any more trouble to arise?

To put it bluntly, without the Heaven-Slaying Sword and severely injured, Abbess Miejue seems unable to defeat the Two Elders of Mount Hua.

"Hmph!" Abbess Miejue snorted coldly, not allowing her disciples to continue their attack.

Even with the strength of the Emei disciples, they might not be able to defeat the Huashan Sect if they really attacked them.

“There really are gods.” The Green-Winged Bat King nudged the White-Browed Eagle King with his elbow.

I only regret that I knelt down a little too late.

A true man is born between heaven and earth and only reveres heaven and earth; gods and immortals must be representatives of heaven.

If they had clung to Xiao Zhao back then, the Ming Cult could have instantly become a cultivation sect, and who would have dared to call them a demonic sect afterward?

“Yes.” White-browed Eagle King nodded.

"It seems like this is the first time you've heard this either," the Blue-Winged Bat King said, puzzled.

The opponent's condition in the secret passage seems off.

"I was just guessing," the White-browed Eagle King said in a low voice. "I was thinking that she was strong, and maybe she could stay and be an assistant."

"Is it a lie to say that having a predestined affinity with immortality guarantees becoming the leader of the Ming Cult?"

"Of course not, but it's too difficult. Later, everyone thought that learning the Qiankun Great Shift would also be an option."

"Could the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth be a divine technique?" The Azure-Winged Bat King nodded. "No wonder its power is so terrifying."

White-browed Eagle King: "The Great Shift of Heaven and Earth is just a martial art, it has nothing to do with gods."

Although he wanted to glorify the Ming Cult, such as claiming that one of their martial arts was taught by immortals, he also knew that if the immortals found out, they would be very unhappy and the Ming Cult would be wiped out.

Even martial arts sects have their own distinctions, so immortals would certainly value them even more.

Both sides were whispering amongst themselves, and the tense atmosphere had long since dissipated.

However, one thing is certain: because of the sudden appearance of the deity, neither side had the will to kill, and they were in an awkward state of having drawn their swords but not wanting to fight to the death.

Before this, Zhang Sanfeng was the number one martial arts master in the world. With high martial arts skills, one could compete for victory, and unparalleled martial arts and divine weapons could make people flock to them.

But after today, no divine weapon or skill can compare to a true immortal.

"We have no interest in any legendary swords or dragon-slaying techniques."

"Ahem, we'll be going first."

The group gradually descended the mountain.

"They're all gone. Hey, what are you doing?" The Green-Winged Bat King noticed that the White-Browed Eagle King beside him stood up and walked out.

The White-browed Eagle King replied matter-of-factly, "Go find the immortals!"

Immortality, soaring through the clouds, invincibility... the temptation is too great.

Before this, even a dragon-slaying sword could make people let go of their grudges, let alone these.

Western Regions, Kunlun Mountains.

A gentle breeze blows, and wisps of smoke drift.

Occasionally, a few large birds would spread their wings and fly overhead.

The birdsong drew the attention of the figures below, who looked up.

Several months had passed since the six major sects besieged Bright Peak. Zhao Min secretly set up an ambush, but she only managed to catch a few.

It was only after interrogation and investigation that it was discovered that the group of martial arts practitioners had all gone to seek immortality.

Zhao Min couldn't help but complain, "People in the martial arts world are so short-sighted."

As Han Chinese, this group of martial arts practitioners who only knew how to wield weapons did not understand how to unite against the Yuan dynasty. They were easily provoked by her and started fighting each other, completely disregarding the overall situation.

Now, this group of people has abandoned the "battle between good and evil" for the sake of so-called immortal destiny, only caring about petty gains.

"Princess, can the immortals on the mountain really see us?" the two elders beside her asked.

“We’ve already met, so it won’t be difficult to meet again,” Zhao Min said. “However, Kunlun Mountain is a blessed land of immortals, so how can we let a bunch of martial arts people who only know how to fight and kill come and disturb us? We need to clean up the noisy insects for the immortals.”

If she takes over Kunlun Mountain and searches it slowly, she'll eventually find the immortals, and while she's at it, she can also capture and kill those martial arts masters.

This is a two-birds-with-one-stone strategy.

However, for several days in a row, apart from catching more and more people, they found no clues related to the gods.

A bird's chirping caught Zhao Min's attention.

After circling for a while, the large bird landed, with a letter tube tied to its claw.

“These are our eagle messengers, Princess. They are legends of immortals from Kunlun Mountain that we have specially collected.”

Zhao Min didn't even glance at the contents of the letter; instead, she stared at the large bird.

"Where people can't find it, perhaps birds and beasts can."

She's determined to meet the immortal!
……

In the "orchard" of Kunlun Mountain, Tan Wenjie had just finished giving instructions.

Although the little zombie's weapon crafting is a bit lacking, it can be used to replace the shadow puppet soldiers, which can improve their overall combat power.

Cultivation is like being a person; it's not about how long you cultivate or how old you get, or how powerful you become.

Yang Jian, Sun Wukong, Nezha, and others all achieved rapid mastery, and not only did they learn quickly, but they were also very strong and their realms were incredibly stable.

However, for the vast majority of demons and monsters who lack such opportunities, their strength will gradually increase over time.

In addition, there was the planning of the orchard. Tan Wenjie re-examined the planting of spiritual roots. He had the talent of "Fairy Spirit Craftsman", which increased the survival rate of the plants by 80%. It was also because of this that he dared to become a hands-off manager and disappear for hundreds of years.

He's going to disappear for a while again.

"Young master, can you take me with you?" Xiao Zhao asked.

Tan Wenjie said, "I've been gone for hundreds of years, you have plenty of time to cultivate yourself into an immortal."

If Xiao Zhao stays in this celestial land for a long time, and has access to spiritual fruits to prolong her life, her chances of becoming an immortal are quite high.

Failure means reincarnation and rebirth; it's nothing to immortals.

"Several hundred years?" Xiao Zhao shook her head repeatedly. "I just want to follow you, young master. Wherever you go, I will go."

Chu Renmei, the little zombie, the Black Mountain Demon, Long Kui, and others in the distance: "..."

If I knew these two skills myself, I wouldn't always be treated like a wage earner, only remembered when I need them.

To show her stance, Xiao Zhao reached out and pulled Tan Wenjie's arm into her embrace, her delicate, small face filled with pleading.

"Ugh……"

Tan Wenjie sighed.

He is the kind of person who finds it very difficult to be ruthless.

"Alright, you'll follow me, but becoming an immortal will be difficult."

Following him means that Xiao Zhao has the same time flow as him, and after Tan Wenjie has used up this world, the number of times he will return will be greatly reduced, and each time he returns he will only stay for a month or two.

Even if Sun Wukong were reincarnated, he still couldn't cultivate into an immortal in a month.

"I don't want to become an immortal!" Xiao Zhao giggled.

The other demons under Tan Wenjie's command.

"Master, I... I also want to follow you." Longkui, dressed in a flowing blue dress with wide sleeves, floated over.

Her little face looked so wronged.

Although the environment here is nice, the passage of hundreds of years seems to have reminded her of her life in the Demon Locking Tower.

Her colleagues were taciturn and had strange personalities, making workplace relationships difficult to manage. All she wanted to do was stick close to Tan Wenjie.

“I never said I’d keep you here.” Tan Wenjie reached out and patted Long Kui’s head.

The Divine Demon Sword was his strongest artifact at the moment, and it absolutely could not leave his sight. "Hehehe~"

"Amei, don't suddenly pounce on me. Never mind, there's no point in keeping you here to cultivate."

Tan Wenjie looked at the eager Black Mountain Demon and the little zombie.

"You two stay."

Someone needs to be here to keep watch; otherwise, if someone accidentally sneaks in and wreaks havoc on his orchard, he can't guarantee he'll be as calm as the Queen Mother of the West when her peach orchard is turned upside down.

"It's not that I don't want to take you with me, it's just that there's a limit to the number of people."

Since only he can travel through time, he can say whatever he wants.

Little Zombie, Black Mountain Demon: "..."

"Wow—"

An eagle flew overhead, instantly catching Tan Wenjie's attention.

He raised his hand and gently shone it, and the eagle quickly landed in front of him.

There was also a letterbox on his ankle.

Tan Wenjie took the mailbox down and saw a letter inside.

"Zhao Min?" He glanced at the contents of the letter and casually tossed it aside.

Their gazes, however, fell upon the messenger eagle.

"To think of using birds, Zhao Min is truly remarkable."

If he wasn't mistaken, the other party should have determined the approximate location of the array entrance. With some time to explore and a bit of luck, they might actually be able to get her inside.

The female lead is never short of luck.

If it were Zhang Wuji instead, he could easily walk in by simply letting the other party wander around the mountains.

"Oh oh oh-"

Several roosters had already surrounded the messenger hawk. In front of their huge and strong bodies, the messenger hawk shrank its head, like a little quail, trembling and not daring to move.

Tan Wenjie: "Xiao Zhao, would you like to eat roasted hawk?"

"Okay."

Xiao Zhao didn't care about anything else; all she knew was that the young master was a deity, and what he said must be true.

……

"Princess, we've walked around this place so many times."

After wandering around in the mountains for who knows how many times, Zhao Min became increasingly dejected.

The messenger hawk flew away and never returned, leaving them wandering around aimlessly like headless flies. The sunk costs kept rising, and they wanted to leave but couldn't bear to.

So much so that she stopped capturing those martial arts masters.

As the night wind howled, Zhao Min discovered that a group of martial arts masters had gathered ahead, including members of the Emei and Huashan sects, and all of them were women.

The group immediately surrounded them.

The group remained calm and continued with their own tasks, ignoring the arrival of Zhao Min and her companions.

"What are you doing?"

“Go see the immortals,” one of the women said.

Zhao Min remembered the other person; she seemed to be a female disciple of the Emei Sect who carried the Heaven-Slaying Sword, named Zhou Zhiruo.

However, the Heaven-Slaying Divine Sword was lost.

"Do you know how to see the immortals?" Zhao Min asked in surprise.

She's been searching for so long but still hasn't found a solution.

Zhou Zhiruo didn't speak, but simply pointed to the sign standing up next to her.

I saw only one line of words written on it.

【recruitment】

A group of handymen is needed in the valley.

Women First

Beauty First

[Good figure preferred]

Zhao Min: “…”

Is this a job posting for menial tasks?

Even if he were a god, he would surely be a lecherous one.

She straightened her clothes. She was determined to meet the immortal. No one had ever been able to ignore her since she was a child, especially the temptation of conquering an immortal. It was so strong that she couldn't eat or sleep.

"when will you arrive?"

"I don't know, but it should be soon."

There is no competition or exclusion among us. After all, who knows how many "old-timers" are among us? If we accidentally become immortal, we can stick together as people from the same era.

Zhao Min silently waited in line, calculating in her mind how to attract the attention of the mountain immortals.

Then she found that there were two more people lined up behind her.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. He, what's going on?" Zhao Min asked in confusion.

"Queue up," the two elders of Xuanming replied matter-of-factly.

"You're here too?" Zhao Min pointed to the sign in front.

It's clearly written above.

The two elders of Xuanming, with their fingers tucked into their buttocks and their voices high-pitched, said, "Give it a try. It's hard to say what the tastes of immortals are."

Everyone: "..."

Finally, some movement came from ahead.

A path appeared as the mountain rocks split open. They lined up to enter, and a fairyland full of spiritual energy unfolded before their eyes.

Take a deep breath, and your body will feel refreshed.

"Ow!!"

A dragon's roar resounded, and a three-headed dragon soared through the clouds and rushed in front of everyone.

Some of the more timid ones fell to the ground.

Even Zhao Min, who was used to seeing big scenes, had her heart pounding wildly.

"Everyone's here?" The voice came from above the three-headed dragon's head. They looked up and saw a figure in red.

"It's her!" Everyone recognized Xiao Zhao.

"Come with me." Xiao Zhao beckoned and began to explain the living conditions here.

The rooster's droppings need to be dealt with, the fruit trees need to be pested, and there are all sorts of other chores that need to be done. In addition, Tan Wenjie is very curious whether taking in a group of female disciples will really cultivate a group of fairies after hundreds of years, so this special expansion of recruitment was carried out.

"Fairy, don't we need to be selected?" Zhou Zhiruo asked.

Xiao Zhao said, "What selection? When the time comes, those who feel they are suitable can stay, and those who are not suitable can leave."

Anyway, it's all just odd jobs.

"Wait a minute." She suddenly paused, pointing at the two elders of Xuanming, "How did you two sneak in?"

What if men and women get together and end up with a litter of baby fairies?

"Forget it, you guys go raise dragons." Xiao Zhao pointed to the three-headed dragon at her feet.

The Xuanming Elders: "..."

They want to leave now, but they don't know if it's too late.

Moreover, judging from the way the three-headed dragon looked at the two of them, it didn't seem like it was looking at its keeper, but rather at today's lunch.

"Here, here, and over there..."

Xiao Zhao said a lot of things, but she only listened to them halfway and didn't remember them clearly. With a deity suppressing things here, there definitely wouldn't be any problems.

Suddenly Xiao Zhao stopped and pointed at Zhao Min: "Come with me."

"I?"

"Because you look like the young master's wife."

Xiao Zhao would never be jealous; she would wholeheartedly serve the young master.

Zhao Min: "Huh?"

There's even a backdoor way to cultivate immortality? Why didn't you say so earlier? (End of Chapter)