In a world of immortals and swordsmen, a young Taoist named Mu Shao'ai loves flying swords, raising poison insects, drawing talismans, and refining pills. Isn't it delightful to live a care...
"Is everything taken care of?"
Li Chunfeng leaned back in his armchair, holding a wine cup in his hand.
His face was disheveled, he reeked of alcohol, and his eyes were listless.
However, Yu Canghai dared not show any disrespect and said respectfully, "Reporting to Senior Brother: Everything has been taken care of, but..."
Yu Canghai hesitated, but Li Chunfeng spoke without restraint, "It's just that it's too obvious. It's hard not to arouse Junior Brother Bai's suspicion."
"Senior Brother's vision is boundless!" Yu Canghai bowed in response.
"That's exactly what I wanted—forcing him to suspect something. Otherwise, wouldn't all my efforts have been in vain?"
Li Chunfeng waved his hand, "Don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards Junior Brother Bai. Just serve him diligently and do your job well."
If I give a favor but keep it a complete secret, wouldn't I have done it for nothing?
What's the difference between this guy and a sucker? Do I look like a sucker to you?
Upon hearing this, Yu Canghai's expression remained complicated. "Senior Brother, if you really want to befriend Bai Zhenchuan, why not just be direct about it?"
Such cover-ups are hardly impressive.
Most importantly, based on his understanding of Bai Cang, even if he guessed the truth, the other party would definitely pretend not to know and would not accept Li Chunfeng's favor.
Don't ask, it's just a case of "mutual appreciation" among freeloaders.
Only those who are of the same kind truly understand each other!
Yu Canghai considered himself to be incomparable to "Master Bai" in terms of talent, cultivation, strength, and status.
However, when it comes to shamelessness and ruthlessness, he felt that he "could be called the equal," and that they were truly equals, and could be called the "Two Heroes of Heshan."
That's the Ghostly White Bone Banner! Just thinking about it makes Yu Canghai feel "heartbroken" for Li Chunfeng, yet he's also somewhat confused and finds it hard to understand.
What's the point of resorting to such petty tricks? In the end, it's like throwing a meat bun to a dog—gone and never to return.
If you really have so much money you don't know what to do with it, you might as well "grant me 50,000 spirit pearls" to see how powerful you are.
"I have my own plans for this matter. You just need to focus on your own work."
Li Chunfeng's face darkened. "Do you intend to teach me how to do things?"
Don't I have any pride?
A dignified senior disciple of the third generation, giving a newly promoted True Transmission Gift?
If this gets out, where will I put my face?
Most importantly, Li Chunfeng hadn't figured out how to get along with Bai Cang. It was still uncertain whether they would be friends or enemies. Wasn't it a waste of his time to rush to befriend him now?
What if, just what if, Han Qinhu had an accident during his Foundation Establishment process? What if he failed to forge a high-grade Dao Foundation?
At that time, hmph, those who ate what I gave you will spit it out, and those who took what I gave you back to me.
Of course, this is just a wild guess.
If nothing unexpected happens to Han Qinhu, then with his actions today, he will have room to maneuver and maneuver.
Most importantly: Zhao Yunlong is no pushover, and Li Chunfeng is just waiting for him to make his move.
If Zhao Yunlong insists on making a fuss about the banquet that night, he can take precautions.
An even better outcome would be if Zhao Yunlong truly vented his resentment and anger towards Han Qinhu on Bai Cang; in that case, his "fishing technique" might have unexpected results.
This is also one of the reasons why Li Chunfeng asked Yu Canghai to "inform" Bai Cang.
Whether I'm doing well or not is another matter, but the more important thing is not to let Zhao Yunlong have an easy time.
If Bai Cang and Zhao Yunlong could fight, Li Chunfeng would be laughing his head off no matter who won or lost.
At the very least, you must ensure that you are in an invincible position.
In any case, the cost was nothing more than some supplies, which he didn't care about.
However, Li Chunfeng would naturally not explain these calculations and schemes to Yu Canghai.
"Senior Brother, please forgive me. It was Canghai who spoke out of turn!" Yu Canghai quickly bowed and knelt down.
Li Chunfeng waved his hand listlessly, "Never mind, you can go back now."
In the past, he would have definitely taught Yu Canghai a profound lesson, making him understand the true authority of the "Third Generation Senior Brother".
But now, he has absolutely no interest in any of these things.
Compared to the devastating news that he might lose his status as a "disciple of the True Lord," what are these trivial matters?
Even the arrangements made against Bai Cang were merely a casual action based on his habitual thinking.
He's too lazy to think about any of this now; he just feels like the sky could fall down at any moment.
If Zhenjun truly abandoned the Heshan Sect, what would be the point of all the things he is doing now?
…………
Meanwhile, at the Moonflower Cave.
Bai Cang ultimately couldn't resist the allure of the Ghostly White Bone Banner and prepared to refine the "Ghostly Banner" first.
With a wave of his hand, the Ghostly White Bone Banner, which was soaking in the Pure Yuan Magic Water, transformed into a height of about ten feet and stood atop Mount Juyue.
"Activate the Mysterious Yin Ghost-Subduing Technique!"
The next instant, Bai Cang formed a hand seal, and the silvery-white Primordial Profound Netherworld Cold Qi, under the control of his divine sense, intertwined and swirled, condensing into a small seal script.
A strange talisman, shaped like bird script and exuding a profound aura, swirled continuously in mid-air.
In a daze, it seemed as if a cold wind was howling and ghostly shadows were appearing and disappearing in the small seal script.
"disease!"
Immediately afterwards, Bai Cang pointed his hand, and the silver-white seal script flashed like shooting stars, connecting with the mysterious energy between heaven and earth, and imprinted itself on the ten-foot-long banner.
Then, a small silver dot of light was left on the black banner, as if a profound Taoist aura was emanating from it.
In an instant, Bai Cang felt that the ghostly white bone banner had undergone some kind of transformation, giving birth to a peculiar power.
But he also knew that this was just an illusion; refining magical artifacts was not that simple.
The eighty-one tribulations have only just begun!
With this in mind, Bai Cang released his divine sense, and his magical power surged forth, like a silver dragon, intertwining and swirling in mid-air, constantly condensing into seal characters.
Then, like shooting stars and flashes of lightning, it flew continuously toward the ten-foot-long banner, leaving behind silver specks of light.
These points of light intertwined and flowed endlessly, faintly outlining the rudimentary form of a restriction.
This is also known as the Mysterious Yin Ghost-Slaying Technique!
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
The magical power within Bai Cang's body circulated, and the Primordial Profound Netherworld Cold Qi surged forth continuously.
The "Mysterious Yin Ghost-Slaying Technique" on that ten-foot-long banner is also constantly being improved and is approaching completion.
Three days later, suddenly there was a "clang," like the sound of a golden bell.
A peculiar and profound Daoist aura suddenly emanated from it.
"It's done!"
Bai Cang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and with a loud whistle, he rose up with a flick of his sleeve.
On the banner, which was about ten feet long, a mysterious Yin-Yang Ghost-Slaying Technique, resembling a silver dragon coiling around, was floating and sinking on its surface.
Above, there are profound and mysterious yin rhythms, interwoven with ghost-capturing proverbs, gathering and gathering howling yin winds.
"Splash!"
As soon as Bai Cang had a thought, a cold wind suddenly blew across the mountain peak, and ghostly figures could be vaguely seen.
Once the Mysterious Yin Ghost-Slaying Technique is completed, the Yin Soul Banner is considered to have been initially refined and formed.
But after a brief moment of joy, Bai Cang couldn't help but frown again!
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