Myriad Immortals

The Zhang family's library.

Zhang Lie and Zhong Xuan sat facing each other, drinking wine.

"Brother Zhong, I have already given the instructions on what you asked me to do."

"Thank you for your trouble, Brother Zhang."

Zhong Xuan raised his wine cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhang Lie stared at the swaying liquor on the table and clicked his tongue: "Brother Zhong, although I also don't like that kid Shi Yuanbai, he is, after all, Shi Fengsha's only son. If something happens to him, I'm afraid Shi Fengsha will fight you to the death."

three days ago.

Zhong Xuan approached him, asking him to help investigate Shi Yuanbai's whereabouts.

In this regard.

Zhang Lie initially did not want to agree.

Firstly, he does hold the title of the third leader of the Sha Gang, and if this act of betrayal were to get out, his reputation would be severely damaged.

Secondly, Shi Fengsha values ​​his son highly, and he would fight desperately if anything happened to him.

Only after Zhong Xuan repeatedly assured Zhang Lie that he would not harm Shi Yuanbai did Zhang Lie agree.

The reason he was able to build such a large business in Baisha County was not only because he understood business matters, but more importantly, because he was well-informed, even more so than being good at calculations.

An inconspicuous beggar on the street could be an informant that Master Zhang has bribed.

Not to mention that he also holds a significant position within the Sha Gang.

He was present at the apprenticeship ceremony that day.

Zhang Lie naturally guessed that Zhong Xuan was wary of the Sand Gang.

Not surprising.

After all, the relationship between the Martial Arts Association and the Sand Gang has always been lukewarm, and Shi Fengsha and Qian Hong have fought each other openly and secretly countless times.

Zhang Lie was not optimistic about Zhong Xuan's plan to deal with Shi Yuanbai.

"Don't worry, Brother Zhang, I know what's important."

"I trust Brother Chung to get things done."

Having spent a long time with Zhong Xuan, Zhang Lie was well aware of the latter's steady nature. He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and placed it on the table: "Shi Yuanbai's every move these days is written on this paper. Brother Zhong burned it after reading it, so this matter never happened."

Zhong Xuan rubbed his fingers together and opened the letter.

Fifteen minutes later.

He casually tossed the letter into the brazier beside him, and watching the flames rise, Zhang Lie smiled again: "Please forgive me, Brother Zhong, after all, I still hold the title of deputy leader in the Sand Gang."

Zhong Xuan smiled faintly:

"I just found out what was going on. If I can't afford to offend them, I can always avoid them."

That makes perfect sense.

Zhang Lie burst into laughter.

The older generation is indeed more open-minded.

At his age, he has long understood that circumstances are beyond one's control, and sometimes one has to bow one's head, otherwise one will run into a brick wall and end up with a bloody head.

The right thing to do is like Zhong Xuan – go around him.

Where in the world can you not bow your head?

It's not shameful.

Leaving aside Shi Fengsha, a top expert in Baisha County, even Shi Yuanbai, who has been practicing bone cultivation for seven or eight years, is likely no match for Zhong Xuan.

A direct confrontation is definitely not an option.

Zhong Xuan got the information he wanted, and poured himself a glass of wine:

"Brother Zhang, let's drink until we're drunk!"

......

......

Langzi Bay.

"Young Master, everyone is here."

A member of the Sand Gang spoke respectfully to Shi Yuanbai.

"it is good."

Shi Yuanbai glanced at the two stone statues, one white and one red, and nodded slightly without turning his head.

He sensed the mysterious energy emanating from the two dragon king statues and whispered:

"Could there really be immortals in this world?"

The key to "巫仙" (witch immortal) lies in the word "仙" (immortal) at the end.

The sorcerer is merely a means; the immortal is the ultimate goal.

The Blackwater Grand Master has already left. He only stayed in Langzi Bay for one day and did one thing: pray to the shaman.

Only his father, Shi Fengsha, was present that day.

A wisp of true spirit descended from the witch.

Then, the father, Shi Fengsha, stepped one foot into the three realms of training he had longed for day and night.

This has completely transcended the realm of the mundane.

How could someone who isn't an immortal do that?

If the Black Witch Cult can truly obtain the power of immortals, then good and evil are completely irrelevant.

Two hundred years ago, the Sha Gang was a complete criminal gang, but now they can still enter and leave government offices.

Let's go back a bit.

The founding emperor of the Qing Kingdom was also a member of a cult that rebelled.

There is no good or evil.

Losing is evil.

"Let's go."

Shi Yuanbai turned around and led a group of skilled members of the Sand Gang out of Langzi Bay.

......

......

late at night.

Laoyagou.

Torches lit up the once deserted forest, illuminating it in a fiery red glow.

Shi Yuanbai stood with his hands behind his back, while the other Sand Gang henchmen he brought with him held torches and stood guard.

Not long after.

The creaking of wheels echoed through the woods, and a horse-drawn carriage piled high with sacks slowly appeared before them.

A man with a hooked nose wearing a straw hat jumped off the carriage.

Beneath the straw hat was a face that appeared darker than the average person's.

"The goods have been delivered. Did you bring enough money?"

Shi Yuanbai said calmly, "We need to inspect the goods first."

"casual."

The man with the hooked nose shrugged indifferently.

Shi Yuanbai gave a wink to one of his men, and the lean man immediately understood, jogging over to the carriage and untying the rope of a burlap sack.

On one side were rows of men and women, fast asleep.

Or perhaps it was a sacrificial offering.

The second Dragon King statue also requires a human sacrifice, but Qingguo has a court, and if too many people go missing, it might attract the attention of the government officials. In contrast, in the chaotic southern kingdoms, human life is worthless.

A carriage only costs five hundred taels.

And most of it was for the travel expenses of the镖客 (bodyguard/courier) in front of them.

of course.

Even if ordinary people from Qing Kingdom came up with this idea, they would find it difficult to make connections with the镖客 (bodyguards/escorts) of the southern kingdoms.

And he can do it.

This was because he had overheard the past of the head of the Zijin Hall when he was studying in Yongning Prefecture.

What happened tonight was one of the conditions for Shi Fengsha.

After inspecting the goods, Shi Baiyuan casually tossed out a five-hundred-tael silver note.

The hook-nosed镖客 (bodyguard/courier) grabbed the silver note.

Upon seeing the seal of Wanbao Trading Company, he finally smiled with satisfaction: "If you need more in the future, feel free to come to me. I can give you a discount if you buy in bulk."

Without a proper identity, it's not easy for a martial artist to make money; five hundred taels... is already a lot.

The hook-nosed镖客 (bodyguard/courier) chuckled like an owl, then left the carriage behind and disappeared into the night.

"Let's go."

Shi Yuanbai waved to the people around him.

But he was just about to leave.

But then a loud bang was heard.

The hook-nosed man, who had already left, flew through the air like a sandbag and crashed hard into a tree.

"Who is it?!"

A sudden change occurred.

Shi Yuanbai shouted, staring intently in the direction the hook-nosed man had gone.

That hook-nosed man was a master of bone-training martial arts; anyone who could make him look so disheveled must be a highly skilled individual.

Just then, a majestic and cold voice rang out.

"Shi Fengsha really has a good son."

Before he could finish speaking...

A majestic middle-aged man slowly emerged from the darkness, his face gradually becoming clear in the light of the torch.

When Shi Yuanbai saw the man, his expression changed drastically:

"Qian Hong!"

at the same time.

On a large tree, Zhong Xuan stood on a branch, watching everything that was happening not far away.