One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

He kicked over the simple altar.

He put his straw hat back on and tucked the wooden hammer back into his waistband.

"Now that this deal is done, it's time for me to move on to another place and make my fortune."

Humming a tuneless little tune, he walked happily through the mud towards the path leading out of the mountains.

Chapter 432 The Daoist's Promise! Target: Fulong Heavenly Pit!

In the late autumn mountains and forests, the air is chilly after nightfall.

Zhang Tianyi trudged along the muddy and rugged mountain path.

His current condition is extremely poor.

"hiss……"

Zhang Tianyi leaned against a thick camphor tree, panting heavily.

He looked down at his left arm.

A tiny crack would occasionally appear on the surface of the skin.

A wisp of blue-white electric arc, like a leaky wire, leaped out from the crack.

"This broken body is like an old, dilapidated appliance that keeps leaking electricity."

Zhang Tianyi gave a wry smile.

He reached out and pressed several acupoints on his body, forcibly forcing the leaking thunder energy back into his dantian.

He straightened up, ready to continue his journey.

Sudden.

A dull, gritty feeling came from the ground beneath my feet.

It's a very subtle feeling.

The vibrant, fresh air of the surrounding mountains and forests also became dull and murky.

Zhang Tianyi understands feng shui and geomancy.

He closed his eyes.

After sensing the direction of the earth's veins for a moment, his brows furrowed.

"The earth's energy has been cut off?"

He looked in a certain direction deep within the mountains.

"Someone has planted a dragon-suppressing nail, effectively sealing off the feng shui eye of this area within a hundred miles."

This method of eliminating all descendants is clearly aimed at damaging the very foundation of the Chinese nation's dragon vein.

Zhang Tianyi stood still for two seconds, unconsciously rubbing a leaf in his hand.

If it were any other time...

He went over and dragged out the troublemaker.

They kicked the man and the nail into the ground together.

But he looked down at his hands, which were still trembling slightly.

I thought of that little girl again.

"never mind."

Zhang Tianyi threw the leaf in his hand away.

“A broken dragon vein can be reconnected, but if that girl can’t be found, I’ll be carrying this debt of gratitude to my grave.”

They distinguished between what was important and what was urgent.

Zhang Tianyi stopped paying attention to the changes in the earth's energy.

Having identified the remaining scents on the ground, they continued to make their way out of the mountain.

……

Dark as ink.

Inside a sheltered cave on the outskirts of the mountains.

A bonfire was burning brightly, dispelling the chill of late autumn.

Several sharpened branches were placed on the fire, with two freshly hunted wild rabbits strung on them.

The grease dripped onto the charcoal fire, making a sizzling sound.

Several men dressed in black sat around the fire.

The terrifying ghost mask on his face had long been removed and thrown aside.

"Third Uncle, is the rabbit almost done roasting? My stomach has been growling for ages."

The lean man known as Xiao Wu pulled a small knife from his pocket.

I cut off a rabbit leg and took a big bite without waiting.

It was so hot that he kept spitting out his lips, but his face was beaming with uncontrollable joy.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

My third uncle was poking at the charcoal fire with a twig in his hand.

His face, which was usually gloomy, now had a relaxed smile on it.

"You did a really good job on this errand today."

One of the subordinates sitting opposite him came over, handed Third Uncle a water bottle, and said with a grin:

"We never expected that instead of finding that Taoist priest, we would stumble upon such a great opportunity."

"you do not say!"

Xiao Wu swallowed the rabbit meat in his mouth and rubbed his hands excitedly:

"That girl looks unremarkable, but her bone structure and aura are absolutely amazing!"

When we handed the man over to them, those men stared wide-eyed!

Xiao Wu leaned closer, lowered his voice, and spoke with longing in his voice:

"Third Uncle, you said we've done such a great service this time. When we get back, will the head of the family be so pleased that he'll promote us into the inner hall without any special appointments?"

"If we could learn the inner hall's techniques, we could walk around outside with our backs straight!"

Uncle San took the kettle, took a sip, and nodded with a smile.

"It's a done deal that he'll be promoted to the inner court."

He gazed at the leaping flames, his eyes filled with calculations for the future:

"That little girl is a one-in-a-million talent, exactly the kind of person the Japanese desperately need right now."

The patriarch used her to make a deal with those people, and the resources he got in return were enough for our family to rise to the next level.

"So everyone, put your minds at ease. Get a good night's sleep here tonight, and we'll head out of the mountains at daybreak tomorrow."

Uncle San raised the kettle: "When we get home, I'll treat everyone to the best restaurant in town for a celebratory feast!"

"Thank you, Uncle!"

Several men raised their roasted meats, and the atmosphere became incredibly lively.

At this joyous and wonderful moment, looking forward to the future.

A slow, somewhat weak voice drifted in from the darkness outside the cave.

"You seem to be having a good chat. Would you mind adding an extra pair of chopsticks?"

The laughter inside the cave stopped abruptly.

Uncle San and the others froze, the roasted meat in their hands hanging in mid-air.

The group sprang to their feet like cats whose tails had been stepped on.

His hand moved swiftly toward the short knife and hidden weapon at his waist.

"Who?!"

Uncle San shouted sternly, his eyes fixed on the cave entrance.

Accompanied by a series of slightly dragging footsteps.

A figure emerged from the darkness and stood at the edge of the campfire's glow.

Zhang Tianyi leaned against the stone wall of the cave.

His face was as pale as paper, and his body was covered in mud.

Even his breathing was noticeably heavy.

But his nonchalant demeanor made it seem as if he were strolling in his own backyard.

Zhang Tianyi glanced at the roasting rabbit on the fire and frowned.

"The cooking time is too long, the outer skin is burnt. And you didn't even sprinkle any cumin or coarse salt on it. Your food standards for wilderness survival are a bit meager."

Uncle squinted, using the firelight to examine the uninvited guest before him.

When he saw that the other person's robe, though tattered, was still vaguely recognizable as a Taoist robe, he realized that...

His pupils suddenly contracted.

"It's you?"

The veins on the back of Uncle San's hand, which was gripping the dagger, bulged as he recognized the Taoist priest from the Celestial Master's Mansion that they had originally been hunting down.

But he did not act rashly.

He could tell that Zhang Tianyi was already at his limit.

The rapid breathing, the trembling fingers, and the unguarded stance.