I'm already a Great Luo Golden Immortal, how come you're only Martial Saints?

Nezha sighed, and even the majestic Hun Tian Ling floating in the air behind him seemed a little listless.

"I have no problem charging into battle and slaying demons, but how to deploy troops, plan strategies, and ensure the safety of the army is a real headache for me!"

"After much thought, I've concluded that Daoist Ning is quite cunning. Last time, he managed to send 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals packing with just a few men!"

"I was thinking, could I ask him for help, for advice and suggestions? Of course, I wouldn't just ask him for help for nothing..."

Nezha's voice grew softer and softer as he spoke, clearly feeling embarrassed that he needed to ask for help even when leading troops into battle.

The members of the Tianyi Sect then suddenly realized what was going on.

Seeing the usually imposing Third Prince looking troubled by his independent command of troops, I found it both amusing and amusing.

Of course, the root of the problem lies in the fact that this third prince almost stabbed his own father last time!

So, the root of the problem lies with Ning Chen...

Nezha seeking Ning Chen's help is a case of grievances having a source and debts having a debtor!

Lao Luo hurriedly said.

"I see. Third Prince, don't worry. I'll try to inform Ning Chen and see if he has time to come to Zhongnan Mountain for a gathering!"

..........

Ning Chen was startled awake by the chat messages in the Divine Realm. He clicked on them and saw that they were from Lao Luo.

"Ning Chen, when do you have time to come to Zhongnan Mountain? Nezha, the Third Prince, needs to see you."

What does Nezha want from me? Does he want me to help him kill his father?

"I'm already on my way, I'll be there soon!"

Not long after replying, Ning Chen could see the outline of Zhongnan Mountain in the distance.

But his gaze was drawn to an inconspicuous thatched hut nestled in the valley.

The room was simple, yet wisps of pale blue smoke rose from it, and a delicate fragrance of medicinal herbs wafted in the wind, refreshing and invigorating.

Hmm, who is refining elixirs here?

Ning Chen's heart stirred slightly. He swayed, put away the auspicious cloud, and landed in front of the thatched hut.

He had just stood still when he heard a creak, and the thin wooden door was pushed open, and a young man walked out.

The young man was dressed in plain white clothes. He was tall and slender with delicate features and long, black hair, which was casually tied behind his head with a few strands falling in front of his forehead.

His eyes were calm, with a touch of detachment from worldly affairs. His aura was restrained, like a woodcutter or herb gatherer that could be found anywhere in the mountains, as ordinary as could be.

This young man was none other than the Grand Master Xuandu. He was afraid that his master and the Green Ox God would come looking for him again and give him a hundred or ten lashes.

He used a magical artifact to conceal his existence, so that unless a saint was in front of him, no one could see through his disguise.

Ning Chen quietly scanned the other party with his divine sense and confirmed that there was no spiritual energy fluctuation in the other party's body, so he was undoubtedly a mortal.

The young man saw that Ning Chen showed no surprise on his face, simply cupped his hands in a normal manner, and spoke in a calm voice.

"Greetings, fellow Daoist."

Ning Chen returned the bow in courtesy.

"Greetings, fellow Daoist."

The young man nodded and said no more. He walked to a small patch of cultivated medicinal herbs next to the house, squatted down and began to carefully tend to a few herbs that Ning Chen couldn't name.

It was as if Ning Chen, this sudden visitor, was no different from a stone in his courtyard.

Ning Chen raised an eyebrow, quite surprised.

This young man seems to be missing a screw?

They are completely indifferent to external matters.

When others break into his house, he acts as if nothing happened.

He couldn't help but ask.

"Fellow Daoist, what brings you here in seclusion?"

The young man didn't even look up, his hands still moving, his tone flat, as if he were just saying that the weather was nice today.

"I want to join the Heavenly One Cult..."

"Oh?"

Ning Chen frowned slightly. The Tianyi Sect was the authentic Taoist lineage that Tang Hao and Lao Luo inherited from the old Taoist priest.

They only recruit those at the Divine Realm level because they fear that the local inhabitants might notice something amiss, which could lead to trouble.

"pity......"

The young man sighed, his tone tinged with helplessness.

"Their methods for recruiting and selecting disciples were all very strange. For example, they would ask inexplicable questions or make me sing strange and unusual songs. Although I have extraordinary talent, I was rejected every time!"

He paused, then casually plucked a weed from the herb garden.

"I always felt that there might be something fishy going on in this sect, so I set up a hideout here and will try to sneak in next time they recruit a large number of people."

Ning Chen shook his head and chuckled upon hearing this.

He remembered that Lao Luo and the others had mentioned in a group chat that, in order to prevent those with ulterior motives from infiltrating, the Tianyi Sect would use jokes, internet memes, or popular songs unique to Earth to test the disciples' aptitude during recruitment.

Those who are not from Earth would certainly have no way of knowing those mysterious codes.

Naturally, they would be turned away.

The young man in front of them was clearly a native creature who couldn't connect with that channel.

"Fellow Daoist..."

Ning Chen carefully considered his words and kindly offered his advice.

"There are so many sects in the world, why be so fixated on Tianyi? If this place doesn't want you, there are plenty of other places that will. Why not consider other options..."

The young man suddenly stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and looked in the direction of Louguantai in Zhongnan Mountain. His dull eyes revealed a helpless expression.

He let out a long sigh.

"Alas, fellow Daoist, you may not know this, but my master told me a few days ago that he has an illegitimate son outside, near Louguantai in Zhongnan Mountain, and ordered me to find a way to bring that person home."

He pointed to the thatched hut he had built.

"If I can't get into the Tianyi Sect, where can I find anyone? Poor me, I've been stuck here for over half a year, enduring wind and rain, going hungry and cold, and I have to be on guard against the master's wicked servants coming to my door and whipping me with their leather whips..."

Um, your husband seems a bit biased. Is he going to abandon you, the eldest son, for the sake of his illegitimate child?

They'll even whip you...

Looking at the young man's thin figure and the simple thatched hut, Ning Chen couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy.

"I see. Your master has really gone too far. If that illegitimate child doesn't want to come home, why force him?"

The young man looked up at Ning Chen with an expression that said, "I think so too," and he grasped Ning Chen's hands.

"It's true what they say: 'A thousand cups of wine are too few when drinking with a bosom friend, but even half a sentence is too much when talking to someone with whom you don't see eye to eye.' Fellow Daoist, your words have perfectly captured my feelings. I wish my husband thought like you!"

Ning Chen sighed. "Even an upright official has always found it difficult to settle family disputes."

On his side, Patriarch Bodhi insisted on kicking his senior brother out.

The young man in front of him, and his own grandfather, insisted on bringing that illegitimate son home. It was a family matter, and he couldn't make any arbitrary judgments.

He could only comfort the young man.

"Fellow Daoist, may I ask what your young master looks like? What is his name? I am an old acquaintance of the leader of the Heavenly One Sect, perhaps I can help you find out a thing or two..."

Upon hearing this, the young man looked bewildered and embarrassed. He moved his lips, but in the end, he could only shake his head helplessly.

"The master only said it was near Louguantai in Zhongnan Mountain, but I know nothing about its appearance or name!"