I proved immortality with thunder magic.

Lei Hefeng.

Zhou Tai originally thought that after learning of Yang Jinsheng's death, the sect would quickly arrange for someone to take over Lei Hefeng.

But that's not the case.

For three days after he received the news, everything on Leihe Peak remained the same, and not a single Foundation Establishment cultivator came to take charge.

This surprised him greatly.

But on second thought, this was obviously a good thing for him, at least he had more time to consider how to deal with the subsequent questioning.

Therefore, he pretended not to know anything and continued to feed the frogs in the mountain stream and frog pond as usual, and continued to draw talismans as usual.

On the fifth day, the cultivators from Leihe Peak, whom the sect had sent to receive, finally arrived.

The newcomer was a handsome man in a blue robe, who appeared to be quite young.

As soon as he arrived at Leihe Peak, he summoned all the miscellaneous disciples on the mountain and then announced in a deep voice: "Listen up, all of you. Senior Brother Yang Jinsheng has already perished outside. After discussion within the sect, Leihe Peak will belong to me from now on, and your fate will also be decided by me."

Upon hearing this, everyone present was immediately shocked and in uproar.

Zhou Tai also looked at the Foundation Establishment Master Uncle surnamed Zhang with a shocked expression, his behavior no different from the others.

The man in blue did not allow the crowd to make a fuss; he quickly shouted in a deep voice, "Silence!"

As soon as the shout fell, a powerful sense of oppression, making it hard to breathe, enveloped everyone's hearts, forcibly silencing the noisy crowd.

"So this is what they call divine pressure? Truly extraordinary!"

Zhou Tai's heart sank, and he was secretly shocked.

He had only seen records in ancient books that said that after a cultivator establishes their foundation, their spiritual sense and magical power greatly increase. When their spiritual sense is fully open, they can form a powerful aura that oppresses those with weak spiritual sense, making them very uncomfortable.

There is even a record in the ancient books that if a Core Formation cultivator were to unleash the full power of their divine sense, they could cause a Qi Refining cultivator to die instantly, which is extremely terrifying!

After using his divine sense to suppress the situation, the man in blue immediately said, "Now, each of you, please tell us what you were originally doing on the mountain."

Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged glances, and soon someone with a fawning expression spoke up first: "Replying to Martial Uncle, this disciple is Huang Bin. I was originally in charge of taking care of the medicinal herb garden on the mountain. I spent two years in the Shenxuan Garden and have many years of experience with spiritual plants."

The man in blue robes' expression shifted. He glanced at the middle-aged man who had spoken, then nodded slightly and said, "Being able to stay in the Shenxuan Garden for two years, it seems your skills in cultivating spiritual plants are indeed quite good. Then you may continue in your current position."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man named Huang Bin was overjoyed and bowed repeatedly in gratitude: "Thank you, Uncle-Master! This disciple will certainly not fail your trust!"

Leihe Peak, as a secluded place for Foundation Establishment cultivators to cultivate, is rich in spiritual energy and has beautiful scenery. If one could stay here to cultivate, it would certainly be a great opportunity for the miscellaneous disciples, and none of them would want to leave.

Therefore, after Huang Bin successfully stayed, the others also rushed to tell their own names about their positions.

Unfortunately, after Huang Bin, no matter what others said, the man in blue did not make a judgment on the spot.

It wasn't until Zhou Tai, who was last, spoke that the conversation began.

"Uncle-Master, please understand. Your disciple, Zhou Tai, was originally in charge of raising Thunder-Patterned Frogs for Uncle-Master Yang."

Compared to others who enthusiastically touted their own abilities, he simply stated his responsibilities.

But after hearing his words, the man in blue immediately showed interest and said, "I've long heard that Senior Brother Yang successfully raised a group of Thunder-Patterned Frogs and made a lot of money from it. So you're the disciple who raised the frogs for him!"

After saying that, he looked at Zhou Tai deeply, nodded slightly, and said, "Alright, you can stay as well."

After announcing Zhou Tai's whereabouts, he glanced at the servant disciples who were anxiously awaiting their judgment and said without any politeness, "Since you have no outstanding abilities and are not related to me, you should find another job. I'll give you half a day to deal with this!"

Upon hearing this, those people felt as if the sky had fallen, and they were all dejected.

Seeing this, Zhou Tai thought to himself, "It seems that this Uncle Zhang is not a kind person either. He doesn't use the original people, which means he probably has his own followers. I wonder if those people are easy to deal with."

Although he had some concerns, there was nothing he could do but wait patiently for those people to arrive.

Soon after, the personnel changes at Lei Hefeng were all completed.

Just as Zhou Tai had thought, that Uncle Zhang named Zhang Yuanjing indeed had a large group of followers and even three concubines!

After arriving at Leihe Peak, these people quickly and smoothly took over all the tasks. They even arranged a handyman disciple to help Zhou Tai at his frog pond.

Nominally, he was to assist him, but in reality, he was to monitor him. Zhou Tai was well aware of this.

However, he didn't care about that; on the contrary, he was happy to be relaxed.

Now all he needs to do is go to the mountain stream and frog pond on time to perform magic and give the frogs electrotherapy. He can leave the rest of the frog feeding to his assistant, which allows him to free up his time and energy to draw talismans and make money.

It is worth mentioning that Zhang Yuanjing's takeover of Leihefeng was not entirely a bad thing for Zhou Tai.

First of all, the food on the mountain was much better, and the servant disciples in charge of cooking were of a very high standard, which pleased Zhou Tai.

Secondly, it would be easier for him to go down the mountain and make a deal with Aaron Kwok.

Zhang Yuanjing wasn't too strict about the disciples who did odd jobs on the mountain going down, as long as they didn't neglect their duties.

Zhou Tai was an irreplaceable skilled worker, and the outer disciple in charge of managing these menial disciples was quite polite to him, never making reasonable requests difficult.

Two months passed quickly, and Zhou Tai went down the mountain again to meet Aaron Kwok.

As soon as the two met in the mountain cabin, Aaron Kwok looked at him with concern and asked, "I heard that Leihe Peak is now the cave dwelling and dojo of Uncle Zhang Yuanjing. Junior Brother Zhou, are you alright?"

Zhou Tai nodded slightly and replied calmly, "Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Guo. I'm fine; I just have an extra helper by my side."

Upon hearing his answer, Aaron Kwok's eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately understood what he meant.

He immediately smiled and said, "Having an extra helper is good, this way you'll have more time to draw talismans, Junior Brother Zhou."

"Yes, that's what I think too."

Zhou Tai casually replied, then looked at Guo Fucheng and asked, "Senior Brother Guo, do you know what happened to Uncle Yang and the others? He treated me very well when he was alive, and his sudden passing is truly heartbreaking!"

Upon hearing this, Aaron Kwok's expression immediately turned serious. He then whispered, "I heard that while exploring a cave, they encountered a zombie apocalypse. A demon lord who was a Purple Mansion stage demon cultivator in life transformed into a third-tier demon corpse after death. Uncle Yang and the four or five Foundation Establishment cultivators who accompanied him all perished!"

Zhou Tai was startled and couldn't help but exclaim, "We actually encountered a third-tier demonic corpse! No wonder even with Uncle Yang's skills, he couldn't escape!"

Aaron Kwok couldn't help but sigh, "This matter has escalated quite a bit. All five sects of Heng Kingdom have suffered heavy losses in the Demon Abyss Mountains, and they will definitely take action. We outer disciples are in for a rough time!"

Hearing this, Zhou Tai was truly stunned and hurriedly looked at him, asking, "From what you're saying, Senior Brother Guo, are you suggesting we start a war?"

"A large-scale war is unlikely, but the five sects will probably all send disciples to slay demons and monsters. Junior Brother Zhou, you'd better speed things up, otherwise if I, Guo, am also sent there, I won't be able to come back to trade with you."

As Aaron Kwok spoke, a look of worry appeared on his face.

Although he had considerable connections within the sect, as an outer disciple, he had to fulfill his obligations while enjoying the sect's benefits.

In particular, he had heard rumors that, in order to motivate the sect's disciples to fight demons and monsters, the sect was even considering restricting the allocation of Foundation Establishment resources and giving priority to those disciples who had made meritorious contributions in fighting demons and monsters in recent years.

If that's the case, he might really have no choice but to go.

Although Zhou Tai was unaware of the details, he could see the worry in his voice. Upon hearing this, he could only give a wry smile and say, "Junior brother, I'll do my best!"

Perhaps knowing that this was a bit much to ask, Aaron Kwok didn't press him any further and quickly changed the subject, saying, "The things you gave me last time, Junior Brother Zhou, have all been arranged. Just let me know when you want them."

After saying that, he whispered, "There's one more thing. Uncle Zhang has an extraordinary background and is also a wind-attribute cultivator with a unique spiritual root. Junior Brother Zhou, you must be careful in the future and not make any mistakes that might anger him!"

Zhou Tai felt a chill run down his spine, instantly understanding his implication.

This was clearly telling him to stop extracting frog blood and just be a frog farmer.

He quickly nodded and said, "Junior brother understands. Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother Guo. I will be more careful."

"That's all for now. I'll let you know in advance before I come again, Junior Brother Zhou."

Aaron Kwok waved his hand, and then parted ways with Zhou Tai.

Zhou Tai quickly returned to the mountain with the large amount of talisman-making resources he had obtained through the transaction.

After returning to his bamboo house by the stream, Zhou Tai did not rush to examine the talisman paper and ink he had obtained, but instead carefully considered his previous conversation with Aaron Kwok.

Aaron Kwok said that his Uncle Zhang had an extraordinary background, but he didn't dare to elaborate, clearly because he had some reservations.

However, the other party had already given a hint in their words.

He possesses a wind-attribute unique spiritual root aptitude, is a Foundation Establishment cultivator, doesn't appear to be very old, and has quite a few concubines and servants.

These elements combined easily lead people to make connections to a higher level.

Considering that those with unique spiritual roots who join a sect are usually directly accepted as disciples by a Grand Master of the Purple Mansion, it's not hard to guess who that Uncle Zhang's backer is.

"No wonder the sect didn't rush to take over Leihe Peak after Uncle Yang's death; it turns out someone had their eye on this lucrative prize!"

He muttered to himself, his expression suddenly turning serious.

If that's the case, then he'll have to put aside some of his previous ideas.

If a powerful cultivator at the Purple Mansion stage really gets involved, the Thunder Pattern Frog swarm will probably still become a resource exclusively belonging to a certain cultivator. He, the frog breeder, should just honestly raise frogs and draw talismans.