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

At that time, he was just a baby wearing open-crotch pants.

Although the memory is hazy, the fear of being dominated is etched into my mind.

He vaguely remembered that there was an older brother who was particularly handsome and had a particularly mischievous smile. Every time he came to visit, he would pinch his cheeks and snatch his candied hawthorns.

On one occasion, the older boy even lifted him high in the air, shaking him while shouting:

"Oh my, this chubby little fellow, he's got the makings of an official! Come on, call me 'Uncle,' or I'll hang you on a tree!"

That person... is Zhang Tianyi!

That was Zhao Fangxu's biggest childhood trauma!

"He...he really came back..."

Zhao Fangxu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his heart pounding.

He knew that person's personality all too well.

Zhang Zhiwei is an absolute master of reason, while Zhang Tianyi is an unreasonable rogue!

Moreover, he's a thug with such power that he could tear a hole in the sky!

"Chairman Zhao? Chairman Zhao, are you alright?" Xu Si asked anxiously over the phone.

Zhao Fangxu took a few deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down.

"I...I'm fine."

Zhao Fangxu's voice was somewhat weak, but his tone became unusually firm:

"Little Si, listen to me."

"Since it is True Person Tian Shu... cough, since it is Senior Zhang who has spoken, then... then let's do as he says."

"what?"

Xu Si was stunned on the other end of the line. "Chairman Zhao, that's Xia He... Isn't this a huge disrespect to the company? Aren't you really going to talk to her?"

"Talk? Talk my ass!"

Zhao Fangxu couldn't help but swear, yelling into the phone:

"Me, go talk to him? Do you think I'm tired of living?!"

"Do you know what he was like back then... never mind, you wouldn't understand even if I told you!"

Zhao Fangxu took a breath and said earnestly:

"In short, pass on the order."

"The handling of this Longhu Mountain incident will primarily follow the advice of the Celestial Master's Mansion. Especially regarding all the demands of that Celestial Pivot True Man... we will try our best to meet them!"

"As long as he doesn't go down the mountain and demolish everything, he can do whatever he wants!"

"As for Xia He's matter, let's just consider it... well, let's just consider it a special talent recruitment program between Na Du Tong and the Celestial Master's Mansion! Seal up the file and classify it as top secret!"

After saying that, Zhao Fangxu seemed to have used up all his strength and slammed the phone down.

He slumped in his chair, gazing at the blue sky outside the window, his eyes filled with complex emotions and deep worry.

"The ancestor has returned..."

"The world of supernatural beings... is about to be turned upside down."

……

Chapter 50 I want to get Zhang Tianyi! How much?!

On the other side...

The Wang Family Mansion in Beijing.

Compared to the clear skies after the rain at Longhu Mountain, this place was shrouded in gloom and despair.

Wang Bing was carried back, his body wrapped in bandages, lying on the bed like a mummy, unconscious.

Wang Ai sat by the bed, looking at her grandson's miserable state. Her old face, full of wrinkles, was terribly gloomy.

"Crack!"

The dragon-headed cane in his hand cracked again from being squeezed.

“Zhang Tianyi…Zhang Lingyu…Celestial Master’s Mansion…”

Wang Ai gritted her teeth, squeezing out each word through gritted teeth:

"This is outrageous! This is outrageous!!"

When has the Wang family ever suffered such a humiliating disgrace?

Not only was his grandson crippled, but he, one of the ten elders, was also threatened in public and was so frightened that he ran back with his tail between his legs like a dog!

"Grandpa..."

A trusted confidant of the Wang family whispered, "The doctor has examined him and found that Young Master Bing's meridians have been deeply eroded by the Yin Lightning. I'm afraid... he will hardly make any progress in this lifetime."

"waste!"

Wang Ai slapped the man across the face with her backhand, "If you can't cure him, then find me another doctor! If Bing'er is ruined, I'll make your whole family pay with their lives!"

The confidant covered his face and retreated.

Wang Ai was the only one left in the room.

His cloudy old eyes were filled with a chilling greed.

That was an emotion deeper and more insane than hatred.

He shakily pulled a photograph from his pocket.

Those were photos taken secretly by his subordinates; they were of Zhang Tianyi at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony.

In the photo, the young man has firm skin, bright eyes, and is full of vitality.

He looks exactly like the "Jade Pivot Immortal" from over seventy years ago.

Even younger and more energetic.

"Immortality..."

Wang Ai's fingers traced Zhang Tianyi's face in the photograph, her voice hoarse and trembling, carrying an almost morbid obsession:

"Seventy-five years...he hasn't aged at all."

"Even their spirit and energy are like the rising sun."

"This is definitely not some simple method of preserving youth...this is the true art of immortality!"

Wang Ai touched her dry, bark-like cheeks, feeling the life force within her dwindling day by day.

For an old man like him, who stood at the pinnacle of power and enjoyed all the riches and honors, death was the greatest fear.

Zhang Tianyi is the living miracle who broke the curse of death.

"If...if I could get this secret..."

"If I could capture him... slice him up piece by piece, study him bit by bit..."

"Let his young soul... be consumed by Bing'er, or by myself..."

The greed in Wang Ai's eyes grew stronger and stronger, even overshadowing her fear of the old Celestial Master.

Faced with enormous profits, all risks are worthwhile.

He took a deep breath and pulled out another old-fashioned black cell phone from a hidden compartment by the bedside. The phone had no numbers saved on it.

He hesitated for a moment, but still pressed the number he knew by heart.

The call was connected.

A cold, altered voice came from the other end:

"Who?"

Wang Ai's voice was low and sinister, like a demon from hell:

“It’s me, Wang Ai.”

"I want to post a commission."

"Target: Longhu Mountain, Zhang Tianyi."

"I want to live...no matter the cost, I want to know all his secrets."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a soft chuckle:

“Grandpa Wang, this is a hot potato. That’s the old Celestial Master’s junior brother.”

"The price...it's astronomical!"

Money is not a problem!

Wang Ai looked at her grandson lying on the bed, then at her aged reflection in the mirror, a mad glint in her eyes:

"As long as I can get my hands on him..."

"I'm willing to give you half of the Wang family's fortune... no, I can even give you clues to the Eight Extraordinary Techniques!"

"make a deal."

The phone hangs up.

Wang Ai held her phone, looked at the gloomy sky outside the window, and a sinister smile curled at the corner of her mouth.

"Zhang Tianyi..."

No matter how strong you are, you're still just a human being.

"Everyone has weaknesses. Once you're targeted... even if you're a god, I'll drag you down from your pedestal and tear off pieces of your flesh!"

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Celestial Master's Mansion, Zhengyi Temple.

The heavy doors were tightly shut, cutting off all light.