Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

As the five-colored halo erased Xiaochi Village from the Great Qi Dynasty, on an unnamed lake a thousand miles away...

A small boat with a black awning swayed gently on the lake's surface. An old man who was painting stopped what he was doing and looked up at the location of Qingquan Mountain.

"Became a terrestrial immortal? It's only been a few years. Even if he was born a saint, it's too fast..." The Painting Sage frowned, his free left hand making a calculation gesture.

"No, the positions in the world haven't changed. Mu has not yet established a connection with the world, so this attack was done with the help of external forces. In that case, he is different from that one. He must have brought a spiritual treasure with him when he was born."

After a moment's thought, the painting master murmured something, picked up his brush again, and began to paint the world he saw into his painting.

He is very busy now, as he needs to travel all over the Great Qi and the Nine Realms before the opportunity comes, to paint the whole world into his own picture.

Only in this way can he obtain what he wants when that special being descends again.

Everyone has their own path. No matter how extraordinary Mu is, he can't find his own path to follow. It's enough to form a good connection with him.

……

Four Elephant Mountain, Sun and Moon Spring.

On the small island in the middle of the lake, the old man in the Taoist robe slowly opened his eyes.

He looked in the direction of Jiangzhou and let out a soft exclamation.

"Those from beyond the realms are truly extraordinary, forcibly establishing a connection with heaven and earth through external means!"

"An unobservable entity, taking the form of a book, is not like a primordial spiritual treasure, but rather more like an aggregate of the Great Dao, somewhat similar to the form of that being."

The old celestial master made his judgment, picked up the whisk that was on the ground, and waved it forcefully towards the sky.

Streaks of light in yin and yang pierced the sky and into a hazy space filled with invisible lines, scattering the lines that were converging in one direction.

"Cause and effect are intertwined, and destiny is predetermined. Once you enter the human world, you naturally become a part of heaven and earth. The more you do, the more you are connected with the world. You don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse."

After manipulating the causal threads, the old celestial master's face visibly paled. He sat quietly in the bamboo forest, gazing at the distant sky.

"The Great Way is flawed, and the Way of Heaven is still in its formative stages. If one wishes to take its place, now is undoubtedly the best time."

This is my opportunity, and my only chance to achieve immortality.

The cycle of reincarnation in the immortal realm has been shattered, and possession is no longer an option. To achieve the Dao, one must complete the process before their three thousand years of lifespan are exhausted.

Ultimately, the opportunity to attain enlightenment must fall upon that one person.

Reincarnation is inherently two sides of the same coin as the mortal world. As long as reincarnation remains unrepaired, that person will be the best choice to emulate the Great Dao.

As for this child, he could also be a variable, affecting the already vague will of Heaven, and buying me more time.

The voices in the bamboo forest stopped abruptly, becoming somewhat incomprehensible.

"But what exactly happened in the Celestial Realm that caused such beings to descend to the mortal world one after another?"

"If this is the case in the Nine Realms, do other realms also have incarnations of these beings?"

After a sigh, the old master closed his eyes again.

"The only thing that matters here is contention."

……

After Xiaochi Village was physically removed from the map, things in Jiangzhou became much simpler.

Without Mu An even needing to say a word, the entire Jiangzhou spontaneously launched an operation to eradicate the cult, even changing their slogan to "We will never coexist with the cultists."

The difficulties that were originally there suddenly became easy. In just a few days, countless cult strongholds were uprooted and all those who should be killed were killed.

Even more ingenious, the prefect had a flash of inspiration and, taking inspiration from the Qishan Road, erected a Jingguan (a mound of corpses) made of cult members outside the prefectural city.

There's no mistake! Every official with some status knows that Lord Mu has peculiar tastes; he often has to kill a couple of cultists for fun when he's free.

The Jingguan (a mound of corpses) built by cultists is one of the most famous sights in Qishan Road!

Rumors circulated that the Mu residence was filled with the skulls of cult members, and that generals from Qishan Road took pride in presenting cult members' skulls as gifts!

Especially in the last two years, most of the cultists in Qishan Road have been killed, cutting off the source of the supply, so much so that Lingzhou is now extremely difficult to find!

Lord Mu has come to Jiangzhou to guide the work of eradicating the cult. We must do a good job and let Lord Mu see our determination as loyal officials of Daqi to fight against the cultists!

What? You damned cultist, you say I accepted your bribes and took your treasures?

What a joke! It was clearly me who endured humiliation and hardship, risked my life, and risked my reputation to find out your crimes!

"Pass down the order: the cultists deserve to die! Have the soldiers slaughter them all, leave no one alive!"

……

Qishan Road, Mu Mansion, Study.

"What is all this garbage? What are those people from Jiangzhou trying to do? Why are they sending over bones? Aren't they ashamed of themselves...?"

In the somewhat messy study, Mu An glanced disdainfully at the gifts sent by the various prefects of Jiangzhou.

Giving a gift is fine, but what's the point of giving a skull? Do you think it's romantic?

Looking at the row of skulls on the table, Mu An felt extremely disgusted, but he couldn't just return them to the person.

Indeed, in many places, such items are considered a symbol of military achievements, and some even go so far as to send enemy skulls from the battlefield back to their hometowns as gifts for their wives.

Whether it's romantic or not, Mu An doesn't know, but he's sure the wives who received the gifts were very "surprised".

If this piece of junk is left in the house for too long, who knows what kind of evil spirits it might breed.

Although vengeful ghosts are rare in the world, they are not fictional creations from stories. It is only because the Great Qi Dynasty was so powerful that the dragon veins suppressed all directions, leaving no environment for ghosts to be born.

The Great Qi Dynasty was a prosperous dynasty belonging to the human race. The holy lands of Taoism and Buddhism were located within the Great Qi territory. Its power was awe-inspiring, suppressing demons and ghosts so much that they dared not make any moves.

There are also the Sky Patrol Division and the Dark Feather Guards who patrol the world. Once there is any trace of the birth of a ghost, a specialist will deal with it immediately. This is why most people in the Great Qi territory have never seen these strange creatures.

Beyond the borders of Daqi, the world is teeming with rampant ghosts and monsters.

Fortunately, Wang Le noticed Mu An's dilemma immediately. He bent down and took the initiative to solve Mu An's problem.

"If Your Excellency does not like it, you may give it to one of the generals. As far as I know, many generals have several skulls in their collections."

"Is this even true? What kind of strange hobby is this? Don't any of them find it creepy?"

With three consecutive questions, anyone who wasn't a fool could hear the confusion in Mu An's tone.

Wang Le, who was looking down, was slightly surprised.

Lord Mu doesn't like these things? That shouldn't be the case.

Yes, I was just making assumptions!

Having seen Lord Mu wielding his sword and slashing at will, and even sitting on the ground amidst piles of corpses when he got into the swing of things, he naturally assumed that Lord Mu enjoyed these bizarre things, which was truly inappropriate!

Look at my brain! Lord Mu is so kind and benevolent. There are more and more mass graves outside the city, but he has never brought back any bones or anything like that. He must not like it.

After a moment's thought, Wang Le realized that his "Master Mu's Sayings" needed an update. The ninth edition was already outdated, and a tenth edition was urgently needed.