"He's alive, I've saved his life!"

Feng Bingwen replied, and upon hearing his words, the face of the Ji family's Earth Immortal immediately shone with a different kind of brilliance. As the saying goes, even ancient aristocratic families cannot ignore a born saint.

"I wonder where this child is now? Those short-sighted bastards have caused him such heavy harm. On behalf of the Ji family, I can offer my compensation."

Ji Xuanhao spoke with righteous indignation and stern words, displaying an awe-inspiring righteousness. However, his attitude was not wrong; this was the proper attitude of a high-ranking cultivation family towards human geniuses who were born with extraordinary abilities.

Constantly resorting to violence and bloodshed to plunder their opportunities will easily make them a target of public criticism, and may even lead to a backlash and severe damage to their family at some point.

"Senior, you don't need to worry about it anymore. He has already become an apprentice!"

Feng Bingwen smiled and said, thus extinguishing the earth immortal's hopes.

"So you've joined the Supreme Dao, that's good!"

Ji Xuanhao glanced at the bustling and prosperous small town not far away, and a surge of anger rose in his heart. If it weren't for the misdeeds of the local branch, this born saint would most likely have joined the Ji family, but now he had been intercepted by the Supreme Dao.

"No, he worships the self-proclaimed immortal, Master Lehua!"

Feng Bingwen naturally wouldn't hide this news from the aristocratic families. The number of people in the Supreme Dao is small, and each one of them is a well-known figure in the cultivation world. As long as they go out, they are bound to make a name for themselves.

There's no need to cover this up for the wandering monk at this point; if it gets exposed later, it will damage his reputation as the Supreme Daoist.

"Claiming to be a wandering immortal?"

Ji Xuanhao gave Feng Bingwen a deep look and did not dwell on the matter. After this incident, the chances of recruiting this natural saint in the Ji family were already very slim. With this Supreme Daoist intervening, even though he was a celestial immortal, he would not resort to violence.

"If there is nothing urgent, I will take my leave now!"

Feng Bingwen was neither afraid of the Ji family nor of this Earth Immortal. Feeling that things were almost done, he prepared to leave with the reincarnated Supreme Being.

"Can!"

As a dignified Earth Immortal, he naturally wouldn't make things too difficult for Feng Bingwen. After all, Feng Bingwen's status was evident. He simply watched as Feng Bingwen led the infant, who possessed Ji family blood but lacked the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart and whose aptitude was mediocre, up into the sky before disappearing from sight.

"Seventeenth Ancestor, are you just going to let this Supreme Dao Child carry that exquisite heart?"

Ji Changkong flew to the vicinity of the Earth Immortal and gazed in the direction where Feng Bingwen had left. At this moment, another cultivator approached, bowed respectfully, and asked with a mixture of doubt and resentment.

This trip not only brought the Ji family no benefit, but also caused them to lose face.

"According to you, how do you think we should handle this? Forcibly retain that exquisite heart? The Seventeenth Ancestor has already promised that the Supreme Daoist Child to announce this matter."

If word gets out that we forcibly kept the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart, how will the outside world view our Ji family? Isn't this just asking for trouble? Think before you ask questions, don't make things difficult for yourself!

Ji Changkong scolded him with a hint of disappointment, because the person who asked the question was his subordinate, and both his behavior and the question he asked made him, the elder of the Enforcement Hall, feel very embarrassed.

"It was my oversight."

The Ji family cultivator who had asked the question retreated sheepishly.

"Not bad, you do have some brains!"

Ji Xuanhao glanced at the junior beside him and nodded slightly, indicating his agreement.

"The Seventeenth Patriarch was decisive!"

Ji Changkong flattered him.

"What kind of decisiveness is this?"

The Ji family's Earth Immortal chuckled in disbelief.

“We juniors are incompetent and unable to subdue the Supreme Daoist. Given his temperament, this matter will inevitably be exposed and spread. It would be better for our Ji family to take the initiative and make this public. Perhaps we can turn the tide and not only avoid any blame but also receive praise!”

"You're great!"

Ji Xuanhao turned around and looked him over carefully, making a mental note of this junior.

Aristocratic families value their reputation highly, considering it their lifeline. Anything that could affect their reputation is immediately suppressed or covered up; they will never allow it to spread.

"It's just that this generation of Supreme Daoists is a bit too rigid in temperament, not flexible at all."

The praise from his family elders made Ji Changkong so happy that he forgot the pain of being humiliated by someone else. At this moment, he dutifully fulfilled his ignorance as a junior member of the family and complained to the Supreme Daoist Master, which was indeed something he wanted to criticize.

"Isn't being old-fashioned good?"

Ji Xuanhao smiled; this earth immortal's smile came from the bottom of his heart.

"If the Dao Child of the number one immortal sect of the human race is a slippery fellow, that would truly be disappointing!"

“The Seventeenth Patriarch is absolutely right.”

The elders in the family were always right. Ji Changkong tried to strike up a conversation with them in his own way, hoping to leave a lasting impression, since it didn't cost him anything.

At the same time, Feng Bingwen was also facing a problem that troubled him quite a bit.

"What should we do with you?"

Strictly speaking, Feng Bingwen had the ability to reproduce, but he was still a little short of physical maturity and adulthood. He looked at the Supreme Reincarnation sleeping soundly in his swaddling clothes with a headache.

Don't underestimate this reincarnation of a supreme being. In his first two lives, he was one of the top figures in the world. In his second life, he was even able to go toe-to-toe with the Kunpeng in the North Sea.

But at this moment, he was just a little baby who only knew how to eat, sleep, poop, and then eat again. Even if he had a Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart, it would still be the same. This thing can't force a person to mature prematurely.

Heaven has mercy on him. Although he has lived two lives, he truly has no experience in raising children, let alone a newborn. As for going back to find his mother, that's impossible.

According to the Ji family's promise, the small branch of his lineage would be erased, everyone's cultivation would be crippled, and they would be demoted to mortals. As for their names, they would be directly removed from the family tree. In a family of cultivators, this could be considered an extremely severe punishment.

In Beicangzhou, anyone whose name contains the character "Ji" is considered superior. But after being stripped of their surname and losing their cultivation, this group of people is so powerful that even a dog wouldn't bother with them.

Of course, Feng Bingwen didn't care what happened to those scoundrels who dared to mess with a born saint. The more miserable they were, the better, as it would serve as a deterrent to certain people and prevent them from harboring evil thoughts.

"Senior, are you there?"

"In blue?"

"Second brother!"

When faced with a problem, one should naturally consult those who can solve it. Feng Bingwen has never been one to shoulder everything alone. He's not stupid; he can share the burden. Of course, he has absolutely no experience in taking care of a little kid.

Above the High Heavens

No matter how he called out in his heart, he received no response. Even when his address became increasingly outrageous, the peerless gossip master simply ignored him.

What does this mean?

Feng Bingwen's expression was somewhat unpleasant. He glanced at the Supreme Being still breathing evenly in the swaddling clothes in his arms. Caught off guard, he seemed to have been forced to become a stay-at-home dad.

Although this little baby has an extraordinary background and has already secured his position as the future second disciple, Feng Bingwen really doesn't want to take care of the baby right now, because this supreme being didn't leave him with a single memory of him. Who can stand that?

"That's right!"

Feng Bingwen's spirits suddenly lifted, and he suddenly thought of a solution. Although he seemed to be all alone at the moment, he was not actually a lone wolf.

"Senior Qingyi, since you don't intend to get involved in this matter, then I'll raise it in my own way. Don't blame me if anything goes wrong; I've already given you advance notice!"

After saying that, Feng Bingwen unceremoniously stuffed the infant, who was still in swaddling clothes and couldn't even babble, into the blessed land, regardless of how harsh the environment was.

"When Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person, it first tests their mind, strains their muscles and bones, starves their body, and empties their resources..."

Feng Bingwen muttered to himself, since those divine beings wanted him to be the cause and effect, and also wanted him to be the guide, then he wouldn't be polite.

At this moment, he was bound by the mountain gate and could not return. Of course, he did not want to return either. He could take this opportunity to wander around the Nine Continents of the Human Race, experience the different customs and cultures of each continent, and temper his will.

Since he was going to wander around, he naturally couldn't bring along a burden, so his blessed land was an excellent place to settle down.

Although the presence of the purple mountain in his blessed land makes it fraught with danger, from another perspective, his blessed land is naturally a testing ground.

Although the environment was somewhat harsh, the person about to undergo the trial was none other than a supreme being reincarnated. For him, this was likely just a minor matter.

"My thinking should be correct. That charlatan in blue couldn't have even foreseen this step, could he? That's why he didn't respond no matter how I called him!"

In a flash of inspiration, Feng Bingwen thought of how to cultivate the reincarnation of a supreme being, and more and more ideas popped into his mind.

He had already made it public that he would teach that supreme martial arts and guide him on the path of martial arts. The path of martial arts cultivation is all about tempering oneself through countless trials, facing death and living on the brink of death, and forging ahead in life-and-death battles.

For martial artists, his blessed land, where monsters constantly spawn, is an excellent training ground, provided they can keep their lives.

"I think I should give my second disciple a life script!"

Feng Bingwen's eyes grew brighter and brighter. Although his blessed land was originally a fragment of a broken world on the verge of collapse, after being refined and eroded by the power of heaven and earth, and nourished by the blood of the Kunpeng, the concentration of spiritual energy in it was, to be honest, not too bad. The only problem was that there were too many monsters running rampant in the blessed land.

This is not friendly to the alien race living in the blessed land, but the blessed land is protected by the first immortal artifact Feng Bingwen obtained, the Mountain Moving Cauldron, which allows them to have a relatively safe area to live and thrive.

However, once outside the safe zone, Feng Bingwen's blessed land is no different from a wilderness for those alien humans, and they could lose their lives if they are not careful.

This situation arose from Feng Bingwen injecting Kunpeng blood into the blessed land, and it intensified after the fall of that purple mountain.

"In a world overrun by monsters, on the verge of extinction, only by cultivating martial arts can humanity find a glimmer of hope and prevent the extinction of its lineage..."

In a short time, Feng Bingwen had already sketched out a savior script for his disciple, a script specially crafted for the environment of his blessed land.

It must have been an extremely interesting process for his disciples to learn slowly in the blessed land and gradually move towards the position of savior under his arrangement.

The apocalyptic backdrop of humanity's desperate struggle for survival would likely maximize the potential of this supreme being's reincarnation, compelling him to exert all his strength in cultivation without any slackening.

"Wonderful, absolutely wonderful!"

The idea that flashed into his mind was refined as Feng Bingwen pondered it. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and he even started to consider the idea of ​​taking advantage of the founding disciple.

"Should we capture that little girl and throw her into the blessed land for a trial?"

Feng Bingwen seriously considered the feasibility of this matter, after all, his eldest disciple's current mentality was that he was just playing around and having fun, which was a bit too relaxed.

His master is constantly fighting and killing, and even has to come into contact with evil beings from beyond the realm. As a disciple, isn't it a bit inappropriate for him to be so carefree?

"Yes, you have to eat one bite at a time, and walk one step at a time!"

Feng Bingwen's spirits lifted. He suddenly realized that he hadn't yet begun to implement the most important first step.

Thinking of this, his divine sense probed into the blessed land, gazing at the three-thousand-foot-high mountain rising in the center of the blessed land, which was already the highest mountain in the blessed land.

At the core of its mountain range is Feng Bingwen's first immortal artifact, the Mountain-Moving Cauldron. It is the existence of this immortal artifact that allows the earth vein energy of the blessed land to be gathered, which initially plays a role in stabilizing the blessed land.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. Because of the nourishment of the earth's veins, the plains that have sprung up from the first mountain in this blessed land are the most fertile land and the most suitable place for those alien races to live and reproduce.

Meanwhile, at the foot of the first mountain, in the only human settlement, the remaining humans were gathered together. With the addition of children born in recent years, the human population in this settlement barely exceeded a thousand.

At this moment, all the able-bodied young men gathered together and came to the stone statue of a Taoist priest who was ten feet tall. At the foot of the stone statue, an infant sleeping soundly in swaddling clothes was suspended in mid-air. It was this strange phenomenon that attracted the attention of these humans.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. Beside the infant, there were more than ten extremely rudimentary martial arts manuals scattered about—collected by Feng Bingwen.

In his eyes, it was rudimentary, but for these alien humans, it was an unparalleled treasure, enough to change their fate and give them the courage to continue exploring the outside world.