"Is Feng Daozi leaving already?"

It was still the Yingluo Dao Master that Feng Bingwen knew best. Even with his aura concealed, his every move could still stir up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"After months of nagging, it's time to go!"

Feng Bingwen smiled and cupped his hands in greeting. The gains from this trip were considerable. He came to the Netherworld Dao Sect only to obtain a method that could strip away spirituality and send people into the cycle of reincarnation.

In the Xuanmen Daoist sect, which has a history of tens of thousands of years, similar secret methods naturally exist. Although some of them are not suitable for Feng Bingwen's use, they can be slightly modified by referring to other similar methods to meet Feng Bingwen's needs.

This was merely the most insignificant gain of his trip, although he happened to encounter a change within the Netherworld Sect, with the possibility that an ancient monster, seemingly left over from antiquity, wanted to take control of the newly formed Netherworld.

Unfortunately, Feng Bingwen was also implicated. Before the situation could escalate to a serious point, the Pure Yang Dao Master emerged from the Supreme Dao to suppress the unrest.

Feng Bingwen estimated that the cultivation world of the human race in the Nine Provinces was probably unaware of the earth-shattering changes that had occurred in the Netherworld Path. In fact, if Feng Bingwen had not had a spiritual immortal aura by his side and had not been summoned by the Dao Lord, even though he was a witness, he would not have known that the changes involved such a wide range of events.

However, through this series of twists and turns, Feng Bingwen was fortunate enough to meet the Pure Yang Dao Master, a supreme immortal figure who was no different from the mythical legends heard by ordinary people. From this, he understood the path of his own cultivation.

Then, Feng Bingwen, by taking advantage of the Dao Lord's influence, glimpsed some of the Netherworld Dao's inherited scriptures. Although he did not delve into the core, Feng Bingwen still benefited greatly.

He stayed here for half a year, but he only memorized all the books that the Netherworld Path had opened to him, leaving them for him to savor and understand later.

However, in the past six months, the main body has been cultivating himself and studying Taoist books. The first Dharma form he cultivated is also in the Sumeru Blessed Land, comprehending the Great Dao. As for that demonic incarnation, it naturally practices the path of Asura and performs the method of slaughter, killing countless people in the Demon Realm.

Such tyrannical behavior is considered awe-inspiring even in the cultivation world of the Demon Realm. Ordinary demon cultivators turn pale at the mere mention of it, and then use their most prized escape techniques to flee without daring to linger for even a moment.

Such a style is not for killing for the sake of killing, but for refining a Myriad Soul Banner. As the demonic incarnation of the newly promoted Demon Lord, the soul banner he refines is naturally not a common one, but a truly supreme soul banner that is even more powerful.

Its method of refining originates from the Daoist arts of the netherworld. Such a method, if used correctly, will not produce good results, but if used evilly, it will be even more powerful than ordinary demons.

The Netherworld Path is the orthodox sect of the Xuanmen. To cultivate the Dao, one must first recite the Daoist scriptures, understand one's mind and nature, and only after cultivating a flawless Daoist heart can one receive the inheritance of magical arts and supernatural powers.

After all, many of these methods are ghostly and wicked. If a cultivator's Dao heart is weak and they lack the corresponding cultivation, they can easily fall into evil ways, pursue greater destructive power, and become a demonic cultivator.

Feng Bingwen's avatar, using the soul of a demon cultivator to practice ghostly supernatural powers and magical treasures, naturally had no illusions in his mind, and felt that his every action was in accordance with the way of punishing evil and promoting good as expounded in the Heavenly Book.

After all, for every demonic cultivator he slays, the Heavenly Book rewards him with corresponding merits. The genuine merits accumulate continuously, and with just a thought, they can be transformed into corresponding opportunities.

"I see that Daozi's mind is made up, so I will not try to persuade him further. If Daozi still has any requests, when he comes to my Netherworld Path again, I will definitely welcome him with open arms and will not neglect him."

For a dignified Earth Immortal to even come out to bid farewell to Feng Bingwen is already a great honor. Naturally, they wouldn't act like ordinary mortals, pulling and tugging at each other. What kind of decorum would that be?

"But we must not do what happened this time, where we used the power of a celestial treasure to break through the void and caused many misunderstandings, that would be very bad."

"You flatter me, senior. I will definitely bring a visiting card next time I come!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Bingwen smiled awkwardly. His manner of visiting was indeed somewhat uncouth. Although it was not his intention, that was the reality; he had barged directly into someone else's secret realm.

"Then I will wait patiently."

After a polite exchange of words, Feng Bingwen, under the watchful gaze of this Earth Immortal, mounted his Xuan Light and soared into the sky. However, after flying for several thousand miles, he sensed that the Yin Sha Qi floating in the air was so thin that it was almost non-existent, and then he summoned the Imperial Void Immortal Cauldron.

"Come on, take me back to Donghua Continent!"

"Didn't you complain that I'm no good? Why do you need my help again? You can fly back by yourself, can't you?"

As a dignified spiritual artifact, it felt a surge of dissatisfaction upon hearing the disrespectful commands and orders from this junior human immortal.

"By the time I fly back to Donghua Continent from here, so much time will have passed!"

Feng Bingwen's eyes widened. With his immortal power, he could move around easily within a continent, but crossing the vast ocean to travel between continents was beyond his capabilities. He would have to rely on the power of immortal treasures.

"Take your time flying. Anyway, you've already become a human immortal at such a young age, you have plenty of time. You can use this tedious journey to temper your mind!"

“What you said makes sense. It’s fine if I spend some time honing my mind, but my senior sister is waiting for me to go back. Are you sure you want to waste her time?”

"You little rascal!"

Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's words, the Imperial Void Cauldron snorted and stopped arguing with Feng Bingwen. Vast immortal light surged from its mouth, instantly tearing through the void and paving a grand road that spanned hundreds of millions of miles.

Feng Bingwen flicked his sleeves and stepped onto the main road without hesitation. In just a moment, he emerged from the void again and returned to Donghua Continent, which felt somewhat familiar and dear to him.

Although the unfamiliar landscape before him was not familiar to him, the unique spiritual energy of Donghua Continent was undeniable. He had already completed a cross-continental journey that ordinary cultivators might not be able to achieve even if they spent their entire lives doing so.

"Alright, I've brought you back. You can find your way back on your own now. Stop nagging your Uncle Ding!"

After easily bringing Feng Bingwen back, the Imperial Void Cauldron spun again and landed directly in Feng Bingwen's dantian. It grumbled and said that just by going out with him, he had lost his authority in front of this kid, which made him really unhappy.

"You're so unreliable! You could at least have sent me to the secret realm, why is there such a big deviation?"

Although it was an unfamiliar environment, Feng Bingwen looked at the position of the Sun Star above his head, and then at the Moon Star, which appeared dim and invisible to the naked eye under the sun's rays. After a little calculation, he deduced his current position and calculated the deviation.

"Don't push your luck and be ungrateful. I'm already being kind by bringing you back, and you're still being picky and ungrateful. You're not a human being!"

Hearing Feng Bingwen's critical tone, Yu Xu Xian Ding became angry and started cursing again.

"Master Ding? Do you still remember what you told me about the Lord of the Netherworld?"

Feng Bingwen sensed the dissatisfaction of the celestial artifact, and then he quickly took out the promise that the spiritual artifact had made to him not long ago.

“My husband is kind-hearted and asks for nothing in return. What’s there to say?”

Upon hearing Feng Bingwen bring up this matter, Yu Xu Xian Ding immediately felt somewhat embarrassed. The development of this matter was not only completely different from his initial expectations, but it could also be said to be unrelated.

"What's there to say? The Lord of the Netherworld, with such great power, is more unreliable than a flower in a mirror or the moon in the water. He made me have such high expectations, but it all came to nothing!"

Feng Bingwen's tone was also full of dissatisfaction, but in reality, he had no resentment at all. He had gained so many benefits from this trip, how could he not be satisfied? He was secretly happy. But when he saw that this immortal artifact was actually being used, he couldn't help but want to expose its pretense. It had already shown its tail, so why was it still pretending?

"I only offered you the position of Lord of the Netherworld to motivate you because I saw you were feeling down. I never expected you to actually take it seriously. You're just a mere Human Immortal, and you're dreaming of such a wonderful thing?"

"Heh, don't even think about shaking my Dao heart. In my opinion, it's clearly you who tried to guess the Dao Master's thoughts, but you're not familiar with the Dao Master, so all your guesses have come to nothing."

"Who says I'm not familiar with the master?"

Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's words, Yu Xu Xian Ding was so angry that he jumped up and down.

"No need for that, I understand. You don't need to argue with me. I've seen it all. In front of the Dao Lord, you're just a cauldron that can't even be used for cooking meat. Don't worry, I won't look down on you."

"How dare you, a mere child, spout such nonsense?"

That Pure Yang Dao Master can be said to be the Achilles' heel of this spiritual artifact; Feng Bingwen's few words were enough to break his defenses.

However, no matter how furious he was, the immortal artifact only made a few noises in Feng Bingwen's mind. He wasn't so irrational as to actually take revenge.

"Let's go. Improving my foundation and finding a disciple for my senior sister can be done at the same time!"

Having gained the upper hand in just a few words, Feng Bingwen was in high spirits. He used his escape technique, transforming into a five-colored beam of light that pierced the sky. Having found a suitable method in the Netherworld Path, his plan was now clear.

That place was a secret realm within the collection room of some innate deity, where several true flames, imbued with spirituality, were born after countless long years. There was no way to leave that place.

With Feng Bingwen's current abilities, he naturally has no way to shake the arrangements of the ancient gods. The only thing he can do is to use the secret method of the Netherworld Path to extract the spirituality from the true fire, find a good family for it, and let it be reincarnated as a living being.

Actually, this isn't the only way. He could also try to meet that ancient deity and beg him to open a portal so that these true fires and the spiritual fires that have given birth to intelligence within them could freely enter and exit.

But why would he incur such karmic debt for these completely unrelated spiritual flames? Moreover, if he were to do so, how could he possibly obtain their true fire remains?

Although Feng Bingwen possessed the Heavenly Book and performed good deeds, punishing evil and promoting good, he was not a pedantic person. Releasing several flames of true fire yearning for freedom into the human territory was, in a way, a great calamity for the human race in the Nine Provinces.

The best course of action is to strip them of their spirituality and send them into the cycle of reincarnation, allowing them to be reborn as humans.

These spirits of true fire attained the freedom they had sought for countless years, and were even able to embark on the path of cultivation once again, pursuing the Great Dao, through the spirituality nurtured by the true fire.

Given the essence of these True Fire Spirits, if they were to be reborn into the human race, the resulting humans would undoubtedly possess extraordinary physiques, which perfectly aligns with Senior Sister Luo's intention to take on a disciple. What in this world could be more suitable for alchemy than a being reborn from True Fire?

As for Feng Bingwen, who acted as the matchmaker, those divine fires stripped of their spirituality naturally belonged to him. This method was a win-win-win situation for all parties involved, and he was incredibly successful.

As he pondered, Feng Bingwen revealed a bright, gentle smile and entered the secret realm that contained countless kinds of spiritual fire without any hesitation.

As soon as he entered, Feng Bingwen felt a surge of heat rushing towards him. Looking up, he was slightly startled to see two flames entangled together high in the sky above this secret realm.

One was crimson gold, the other pure white; they were none other than the true fire of the sun and the fire of the Southern Brightness. These two flames, each giving birth to spirituality, transformed into the forms of a golden crow and a vermilion bird, based on their origins and the influence of the laws of the Great Dao in the darkness. At this moment, they were locked in a fierce battle in the sky.

Both are true fires of heaven and earth, and both are known for their grandeur and power to ward off evil spirits. They can be said to be the most similar flames among true fires. Although they seem to be fighting fiercely, they actually do not suffer much damage.

"The human race has returned!"

A joyful cry echoed through the sky, and the spreading blazing white waves of fire contained boundless happiness.

The next moment, Feng Bingwen saw the blazing white flames entangled with the golden crow suddenly explode, turning into thousands of balls, and finally gathering together into a Vermilion Bird, which flapped its wings and flew towards him.

"Hey, why are you back so soon? Did you run into some trouble?"

The divine bird circled once in the sky, and ten feet below Feng Bingwen, a divine tree of flames took root and sprouted. The divine bird immediately folded its wings and landed on the branches that the divine tree had grown.

Although he was extremely surprised by the reappearance of this human, the Spirit of Nanming Fire did not think that Feng Bingwen could do anything in such a short time.

After all, the time between Feng Bingwen's departure and reappearance was too short, so short that the Spirit of Nanming Fire felt it couldn't do anything. If it were given the time, it wouldn't even have enough time to take a nap.

"It was a bit troublesome, and we encountered some truly thrilling situations, but in the end, we escaped unharmed. I've found a way to get you out of here!"

Feng Bingwen made no attempt to keep everyone in suspense.

"real?"

The Spirit of Nanming Fire was both surprised and delighted. Although it doubted what could be done in such a short time, it was, after all, a human, so it wasn't surprising.

"Of course I would not deceive you, fellow Daoist. However, the method I have found requires you to give up everything in order to leave. How to choose is entirely up to you!"