This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Upon hearing this voice, Yan Zangfeng was stunned for a moment.

After realizing what was happening, a huge look of surprise immediately appeared on his face.

"An immortal...it's an immortal..."

Ignoring his father's objections, Yan Zangfeng rushed to the door and opened it.

Sure enough, the immortal who saved him yesterday was standing at the door.

"Immortal...you are..."

Yan Zangfeng was about to speak when Wang Jingshu waved her hand and said:

"Don't ask questions. Pack your things now and leave with me."

Yan Zangfeng looked bewildered, not understanding what Wang Jingshu meant.

But he quickly came to his senses and immediately nodded.

"good..."

Yan Zangfeng's father hurried over and was stunned for a moment when he saw Wang Jingshu standing at the door.

He clearly hadn't expected that the immortal his son was talking about would be such a young girl.

He had expected it to be an elderly man with white hair.

"My name is Yan Tairan. I have met... young lady. May I ask..."

Wang Jingshu interrupted him before he could finish speaking:

"No need for further words. If you trust me, then come with me."

Yan Tairan was taken aback and hesitated for a moment.

Wang Jingshu smiled and said:

"In terms of age, you may not be older than me."

Yan Tairan looks like an old man with gray hair, but he is actually only forty years old.

If you include Wang Jingshu's age in the Jingming Cave Heaven, she is indeed older than him.

Yan Tairan was somewhat embarrassed and quickly bowed and said:

"I apologize for my intrusion, Immortal."

By this time, Yan Zangfeng had already packed his things, which consisted of only a few pieces of clothing.

"Immortal, I'm all packed. Where are we going?"

Wang Jingshu didn't speak, but simply waved her hand lightly, and a sword aura burst forth, condensing into a giant sword. Then, with a wave of her hand, the bodies of the father and son flew into the air and landed on the sword.

With a flash of sword light, it flew out of Yongxing Town.

At this moment, Yan Tairan, who was sitting on the sword, was already horrified.

He had previously thought that the so-called immortal his son had encountered was just a slightly more powerful master.

But now, sitting atop this long sword and soaring through the sky, he realized that Wang Jingshu was no ordinary expert. She might very well be the legendary Earth Immortal, and thus could be called an immortal.

After leaving Yongxing Town, we flew for about a hundred miles.

The flying sword landed in a valley.

There is a small, calm lake in the valley, and a wide meadow beside it.

It can be described as having beautiful scenery and pleasant views.

After landing, the Yan father and son helped each other jump off the flying sword, both of them looking somewhat pale.

After all, they were just the lowest level of martial arts practitioners, how could they have ever seen such a sword-wielding technique that allowed them to fly through the nine heavens?

After the two had recovered, Wang Jingshu revealed the purpose of bringing them here.

"You two, father and son, should live in seclusion here and practice your skills from now on. You can't go back to Yongxing Town. Cangjian Manor has already sent people to hunt you down."

Upon hearing this news, both the Yan father and son showed expressions of surprise.

They had no doubt about what Wang Jingshu said and their first reaction was to kowtow to her in gratitude.

Wang Jingshu stopped them, speaking calmly:

"The reason I brought you here is that there is something I need to discuss with you."

Yan Zangfeng looked at Wang Jingshu in surprise, as if he felt that the words "mutual consultation" should not have come out of the mouth of a high and mighty immortal.

Yan Tairan hurriedly said in a panic:

"What is it, Immortal? Please give your orders..."

Wang Jingshu nodded, stretched out her hand, and a ball of divine material radiating starlight appeared in her palm.

Upon seeing this, the Yan father and son's expressions changed drastically, and they exclaimed in unison:

"Meteorite Divine Light Iron..."

Wang Jingshu nodded and said:

"That's right, it's the Meteorite Divine Light Iron passed down in your Yan family..."

A surge of intense joy flashed in Yan Tairan's eyes, and he instinctively reached out to take it.

Yan Zangfeng quickly grabbed his father and gently shook his head.

Yan Tairan immediately realized what was happening, hurriedly took two steps back, and cupped his hands in greeting:

"The immortals atone for their sins..."

Although Yan Tairan didn't know how Wang Jingshu got the divine iron back, he understood that now that it was in Wang Jingshu's hands, he had no right to ask for it back.

Even if it's a family heirloom of the Yan family, it's still not acceptable.

Yan Zangfeng understood this principle as well, so when Wang Jingshu took out the Meteorite Divine Light Iron, he had no intention of taking it back.

After all, both of their lives, father and son, were saved by Wang Jingshu.

However, just as the father and son were filled with fear, Wang Jingshu released her grip, allowing the divine iron to slowly float in front of them.

The Yan father and son looked bewildered and confused.

Wang Jingshu said calmly:

"This originally belonged to your Yan family, returning it to you is like returning it to its rightful owner..."

Yan Tairan could not believe it.

They never expected that Wang Jingshu would return the divine iron to them so easily.

Yan Zangfeng's eyes lit up, and when he looked at Wang Jingshu again, he felt that this was the immortal he had always imagined, high above, but who would not use that to oppress mortals.

However, Wang Jingshu immediately changed the subject and said:

"We've returned the items to you, but whether you can protect them is your problem."

Yan Tairan's expression changed slightly, and he was about to speak when Wang Jingshu interrupted him, saying:

"Listen to my thoughts first before you speak..."

Yan Tairan immediately shut his mouth and listened attentively.

Wang Jingshu said sincerely:

"Your Yan family has suffered this calamity entirely because of this divine iron."

"A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime. If you don't have the ability to protect your treasure, it's no different from a child flaunting gold in the world. In the end, not only will the treasure not belong to you, but you may also lose your life."

Hearing Wang Jingshu say this, Yan Tairan sighed and nodded helplessly.

When his father was still alive, he told him that it would be better to offer this piece of divine iron to the branch of the Holy Sect in exchange for wealth and protection.

But he refused, still hoping to rely on this divine iron to restore the glory of his ancestors.

Unexpectedly, this ultimately led to disaster.

Wang Jingshu paused for a moment before continuing:

"Since I have taken charge of your affairs, I will not stand idly by."

"Now I'm giving you two choices, listen to them."

The Yan father and son looked at each other in bewilderment.

Wang Jingshu held up a finger and said to Yan Zangfeng:

"My first option is to lend you my strength, so that you will have enough power to deal with Hidden Sword Manor and avenge your Yan family."

"But this power is lent to you, only temporarily, and it will dissipate on its own after it expires."

A strong light flashed in Yan Zangfeng's eyes, but he still suppressed his excitement and asked:

"What about the second option?"

Wang Jingshu glanced at the divine iron in Yan Tairan's hand and said:

"My second option is for me to stay for the next six months and teach you swordsmanship and martial arts to help you improve your cultivation and strength."

"While it may not necessarily give you the strength to take revenge in six months, as long as you devote yourself to studying it, you may have a chance to reach the seventh level of the Divine Refinement Realm in the future."

"However, as payment, this divine iron shall belong to me."