Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

Gu Changjin stood suspended in mid-air.

White hair and black robes, the robes swaying gently in the sea breeze.

The fat man who had looked fierce outside the courtyard suddenly lost all color in his face.

Suspended in mid-air! Standing in the sky without any assistance.

If this isn't an immortal, what else could it be?

"An immortal! An immortal!"

The burly man's legs buckled, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud.

The surrounding villagers then realized what was happening.

Wooden sticks, machetes, and harpoons were scattered all over the ground.

The young men who were just about to rush into the yard knelt down one after another, their foreheads pressed tightly against the ground.

"Please spare us, immortals! We had no idea this girl had any connection to immortals!"

"He's the one who sent us!"

"Yes, yes, it's all him!"

The villagers who had just stood together over three thousand taels of silver were now scrambling to shift the blame onto the burly fat man.

The cries and screams created a chaotic scene.

Some people kowtowed until their foreheads bled, some trembled all over and couldn't even speak clearly, and the burly fat man was so frightened that he was scared out of his wits.

"May the immortals bear witness!"

"I am merely following the orders of the nobles in the city!"

"I am blind and ignorant, unaware that this young lady is under your protection!"

"Please, sage, just let this lowly person go!"

Gu Changjin didn't even glance at them.

They're nothing but ants.

Whether he tramples him to death or lets him go, it's not worth his time.

His gaze fell on Ye Qingyao.

The little girl was still holding the butcher knife, standing blankly in the yard.

His face was pale, his eyes were red, and the scars on his left cheek were particularly glaring in the sunlight.

The memories left behind by the Crimson Jade Glazed Dragon flashed through Gu Changjin's mind.

Ye Qingyao.

Ye Wudi's only younger sister.

The Holy Church has worshipped the Crimson Jade True Lord for ten thousand years.

A mortal with no spiritual roots, no cultivation, and who doesn't even know his own identity.

The Crimson Jade Glazed Dragon influenced the Holy Church through her dreams.

The Crimson Jade Glazed Dragon is now dead.

Ye Wudi is gone too.

The identity and belongings left on this little girl should not be wasted.

What's more, she had just picked herself up from the beach.

This relationship is exactly what I need.

The coldness in Gu Changjin's eyes quickly dissipated.

His face showed the tenderness and heartache that only an elder would show when seeing a younger generation who has been away for many years.

"Oh! My child, you have suffered so much."

Ye Qingyao stared at him blankly.

Gu Changjin's expression was too natural.

The pity in those aged eyes seemed to have truly transcended countless years, finally finding a long-lost bloodline descendant.

Ye Qingyao felt as if something had gently touched her heart.

She never met her grandfather when she was a child.

My parents also passed away early.

Over the years, the only person I could rely on was my brother.

But after her brother went missing, she never felt the protection of her elders again.

No one will stand up for her when she is being bullied.

No one would ask her if she was in pain or suffering.

The reason she dragged the unconscious Gu Changjin back from the beach was not only because of her kind heart, but also because she felt a strange pang of pity when she saw the old man lying alone by the rocks.

Now, the other person looks at her and whispers, "You've suffered."

Ye Qingyao felt a lump in her throat, and slowly lowered the hand that was holding the pig-slaughtering knife.

"You are...?"

Gu Changjin slowly landed on the ground.

I walked up to her.

His gaze swept over the scars on her face, and his heartache deepened.

"My child, it is my fault that you and Wudi have been wandering outside all these years."

"I'm your grandfather."

Ye Qingyao froze.

"grandfather?"

She had never heard her brother mention that she had a grandfather.

But the person in front of them was an immortal who could fly in mid-air.

Why bother deceiving a mere mortal who has nothing?

Moreover, the way Gu Changjin looked at her certainly didn't seem like he was looking at a stranger.

Ye Qingyao opened her mouth.

For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

The burly fat man and the others kneeling outside the courtyard were completely dumbfounded.

grandfather?

The old man that Ye Qingyao picked up was actually her grandfather?

He was also an immortal!

The last shred of hope on the burly man's face vanished.

No wonder that nobleman in the city had his eye on Ye Qingyao.

No wonder the other party was willing to offer three thousand taels of silver.

Behind Ye Qingyao, there was actually an immortal elder!

The chaotic pleas for mercy that had been emanating from outside the courtyard vanished instantly.

Everyone knelt there, not daring to make a sound or raise their heads; the entire courtyard fell into a deathly silence.

Gu Changjin seemed to notice them again at this point.

He slowly turned his head, and the kindness in his eyes vanished instantly, leaving only indifference.

"A bunch of ants."

"How dare you insult the bloodline of my race?"

The burly fat man's body trembled violently.

"Immortal's Blessing..."

boom!

He hadn't finished speaking.

His body exploded into a cloud of blood mist without warning.

Then, a second person, a third person... one after another, the villagers kneeling outside the courtyard erupted in cheers.

In the blink of an eye, the dozens of young men who had just surrounded the courtyard were all turned into a bloody mist.

With a gentle flick of his sleeve, Gu Changjin unleashed a surge of spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

The blood mist, clothing, weapons, and even the footprints on the ground all vanished.

Not only those outside the courtyard, but also those in the entire fishing village who participated in the matter, who knew that Ye Qingyao was to be given to a noble person in the city, yet still chose to remain silent or fuel the flames, all turned to ashes at the same time.

As the sea breeze blew by, the once bustling fishing village instantly fell silent, as if so many people had never lived there before.

Ye Qingyao stared blankly at the scene, her face growing paler and paler.

She knew the immortal was very strong, but she never expected that dozens of lives would be reduced to not even being able to utter a complete plea for mercy in front of Gu Changjin.

Gu Changjin looked at her again, his tone becoming gentle once more.

"Don't be afraid."

"These people want to harm you; they deserve to die."

"As for my identity and your brother's matter, I'll tell you about them on the way."

He raised his hand and waved.

A wisp of blue cloud slowly rose in the courtyard.

The soft clouds, like the real ground, supported Ye Qingyao's body.

Ye Qingyao instinctively gripped the hem of her clothes.

Qingyun had already slowly lifted her off the ground.

Gu Changjin took a step forward, and the surrounding space slightly distorted.

The two figures vanished instantly over the fishing village.

Inside Linhai City.

The Wang family steward was sitting on the second floor of the restaurant, drinking wine while waiting for the fishing village to bring Ye Qingyao over.

The next moment, the sky above the entire city suddenly darkened.

Countless people looked up.

A gigantic hand, obscuring the sky, slowly descended from the depths of the clouds.

The giant hand pressed down, and the city walls, streets, pavilions, and the entire coastal city were slammed into the earth in an instant.

Then, with a flash of inspiration, all traces vanished, leaving only a bottomless, enormous palm print in the original spot.

Several hours later, cultivators from all sides of Baizhou arrived.

Several Nascent Soul cultivators stood above the palm print, their expressions increasingly solemn.

"No magical power remains."

"There was no trace of supernatural power either."

"With a casual wave of his hand, he wiped the entire city from the face of the earth."

"At least a combined-stage powerhouse."

The news spread quickly throughout Baizhou.

In an instant, various sects and cultivation families began to restrain their disciples.

No one knows which passing expert at the Fusion Realm has offended Linhai City.

It is unknown whether that powerful being is still in Baizhou.

While the entire White Continent was trembling with fear over this.

Gu Changjin had already brought Ye Qingyao to the front of a majestic Dao City suspended above the sea of ​​clouds.

Above Daocheng, purple clouds stretched for thousands of miles.

An ancient Taoist gate spans the sky.

Five large characters are engraved on the door.

Xuandu Taidao Sect.