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

Inside Qishan Village, Zhao Yuntian and Cao Hui stood together, their faces solemn, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

After a long, long time, a sound filled with relief finally rang out under the tree.

"You're so smart, strategist, to have pledged allegiance to Princess Yongning beforehand. With such earth-shattering power, if we were to confront her, I'm afraid not a single person in the entire village would survive."

Cao Hui sighed and waved the feather fan in his hand: "Immortals and gods do not concern themselves with the mortal world. This time, it must be the Blood Robe Sect's actions that crossed the line, which prompted the immortals and gods to take action."

What the village really needs to care about now is that murderous bastard who wiped out Black Wolf Village and Black Bear Village.

This man's bloodthirstiness is unprecedented; the bone tower on Black Wolf Stronghold must have terrified many.

"Don't worry, strategist. I know what's going on. I will make sure to give the people in the village a good talking-to and make sure they never commit any robbery or disorderly conduct, so as not to give that murderer any chance to cause trouble."

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Lingzhou City, a small courtyard in all four seasons.

Half an hour ago, the culprit behind this plague was burning incense and brewing wine, laughing and discussing the heroes of the world.

The Crimson Flame Venerable sat on a stone chair, holding a cup of plum wine in his hand, opposite Zhao Liu, who only dared to sit on half of his buttocks.

He was very excited because his grand plan was about to succeed. The embryo of the Primordial Immortal Pill had been conceived, and decades of hard work were about to bear fruit, allowing him to embark on the true path of cultivation, become the strongest in the world, gain eight hundred years of lifespan, and laugh at the changes of the mortal world.

Even Zhao Liu, who only knew how to flatter, became exceptionally pleasing to his eyes.

Since he has become a deity, someone must record his deeds and write a book about him. This steward named Zhao Liu is barely acceptable.

Slightly tipsy, Venerable Crimson Fire looked up at the sky.

Dark clouds rolled in; a sudden downpour was imminent.

Thick, dark clouds hung in the sky, as if a downpour could be about to pour down at any moment.

Looking at Zhao Liu in front of him, and feeling that his long-standing grudge was about to be resolved, Venerable Crimson Fire was in a great mood. Even the rolling black clouds became an omen of a hidden dragon in his eyes.

He pointed one finger to the sky, exuding an air of grandeur: "Have you heard the fish leaping over the Dragon Gate?"

As a mature and good subordinate, Zhao Liu immediately lowered his head and said, "I am a peasant and have not read many books. Please give me your guidance."

The Crimson Flame Venerable's smile widened as he drank and recounted the story he had heard at the teahouse a few days prior.

"Dragons can be large or small, can rise or hide; when large, they stir up clouds and mist, when small, they hide their forms; when rising, they soar through the universe, when hiding, they lurk within the waves."

"Born as a carp in a river, it can, through its own efforts, achieve a magnificent leap, soaring over the towering Dragon Gate and becoming a true dragon roaming the heavens."

Zhao Liu just kept nodding and agreeing.

"First a carp, then a dragon, this is a true reflection of my life."

When I was a child, my parents died and my entire family was wiped out. At the age of seven, I embarked on a journey to survive alone, living in fear and uncertainty.

Fortunately, my master valued me and wanted me to be the catalyst for refining a great elixir. In order to make the elixir, my master taught me cultivation, and thus I embarked on the path of martial arts.

Fortunately, I was blessed by Heaven. My innate talents and temperament are of the highest quality. After nine years of cultivation, I finally achieved the Innate Realm.

I was fortunate enough to find a way to deceive my master. In the following years, I endured humiliation and hardship, and finally found an opportunity to put my master into the elixir cauldron, transforming him into a great elixir, thus taking another step forward on the path of cultivation.

My master's wife, deeply saddened by my master's death, also sought me out in the middle of the night, hoping to find some comfort.

As a filial disciple, how could I abandon my teacher's wife?

However, my master's wife is still my master's wife. After thinking it over for half a year, I finally realized that my master's wife and master had a deep and loving relationship. So I restarted the alchemy cauldron and allowed my master's wife to meet with my master.

When the elixir was completed, I felt as if the clouds had parted and the sun was shining through, my inner demons had vanished, and I had taken another step forward on my path of cultivation.

A century has passed since then.

As he spoke, Venerable Crimson Fire was moved by the scene before him, and his eyes reddened as he burst into tears.

Seeing this, Zhao Liu became anxious and frantically recalled the most painful moments of his life. He gripped his thigh tightly under the table, turning it blue and purple, before bursting into tears.

Seeing that Zhao Liu was so moved, Venerable Chi Huo was even more pleased. He felt that the person in front of him was becoming more and more pleasing to the eye, and that he could resonate with him in such a way.

Yes, thinking about Zhao Liu's peasant attire, he must have had a difficult childhood like himself, and his journey to where he is today must have been full of hardships.

Feeling he had found a trustworthy subordinate, Venerable Crimson Fire slammed his fist on the table, startling Zhao Liu so much that his face darkened further, and tears streamed down his face.

"In today's world, villains hold sway, and so-called heroes are mostly empty shells. The world is in a state of great prosperity, but in reality, they are just withered bones in a tomb, yet they are unaware of it."

Now that I have attained enlightenment, I shall change the world, re-establish the sacred teachings, enable lovers to be united, ensure filial piety between fathers and sons, foster harmony between teachers and students, and give everyone the opportunity to leap over the dragon gate.

May all the heroes of the world assist me in comprehending the Great Dao and attaining immortality!

"Zhao Liu, would you be willing to become my disciple and lend me a hand?"

Looking at the imposing and domineering Crimson Flame Venerable, Zhao Liu felt a chill run down his spine.

How could Protector Wu Ma have gone so mad? Has he already gone mad?

If I really became his apprentice, I'm afraid I'd be refined into a great elixir in just a few days, becoming part of this madman's leap over the dragon gate.

While Zhao Liu was thinking about how to make a run for it with the bucket, he kept saying yes on the surface.

He knelt on the ground and bowed repeatedly.

"Zhao Liu has wandered for half his life, and finally met a famous teacher. If you do not abandon him, I am willing to become your holy teacher and serve you by my side for the rest of my life."

Seeing his devout appearance, Venerable Crimson Fire laughed heartily and immediately wanted to start another furnace.

No, no, the apprentice is still too weak and needs to be properly trained.

Just then, the sky suddenly changed, and a rich blue light came from the east, spanning three thousand miles, covering the sky, and intertwining with the thick clouds.

"boom!!!"

A sudden clap of thunder followed, and a torrential downpour began.

The vibrant blue light blends into the rain, turning the world blue.

The Crimson Flame Venerable, who had just been laughing heartily, suddenly changed his expression and didn't even glance at Zhao Liu kneeling on the ground.

He stepped into the void, his figure transforming into a crimson afterimage, and fled westward at the fastest speed he had ever traveled.

Zhao Liu, kneeling on the ground, was left dumbfounded and at a loss for what to do.

Where is his master?

Don't you want the elixir in the house?

The crimson light swept across thousands of miles, racing all the way and leaving the blue light far behind.

He fled all the way, not daring to look back even once, until he reached the territory of Yongzhou, and finally stopped in Yanyu City, where their leader was recuperating from his injuries, panting heavily.

His face was contorted with rage, his veins bulging all over his body, and a crimson shockwave stirred up an endless tidal wave, setting a grove of trees on the hillside ablaze.

Wave after wave of heat destroyed all life on the hillside, leaving only charred soil faintly visible in the night light.

"Who on earth dares to disrupt my path!"

Yongning County, the top of Lingxiao Pavilion.

The master painter Wu Mengdao stood by the railing, glancing towards Yongzhou in the distance, showing no intention of chasing after it.

He had already fulfilled his promise to Princess Yongning; killing was the other price to pay.

He casually picked up two scrolls and turned his gaze back towards the princess's residence.

"The seven emotions arise from each other; if one can fully emulate them, then the great Dao will be achieved!"