"That's about it!"

Looking up at the sliver of bright sunlight overhead, and then down at the ancient battlefield strewn with corpses, Feng Bingwen, whose ethereal demeanor as a cultivator had faded, revealed a hint of melancholy in his eyes, but mostly a sense of satisfaction.

In this ancient battlefield that has seen the light of day again, he has been gradually slaughtering those demons with divine and demonic bloodlines year after year. Every powerful demon that falls adds a little bit of resources to his extraordinary phenomenon.

Even now, without any deliberate effort, a cracked chaotic egg is visible behind him, and within it stands a colossal deity whose size is immeasurable.

"They should have been completely wiped out."

With this thought in mind, Feng Bingwen took a step forward. Five-colored divine light flowed beneath his feet, transforming into boundless immortal light that tore through the void, paving a smooth and broad road that then extended to a bearded cultivator with an extremely terrifying aura.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, what brings you here?"

Upon seeing Feng Bingwen arrive, shattering the void, Xia Yan's face showed surprise.

"I did not find those cunning demons!"

As he said this, Xia Yan's face showed a hint of shame. When he first entered this ancient battlefield, he could easily find a powerful blood demon that met the requirements of the fellow Daoist in front of him.

However, after killing so many people over the past few years, it has become extremely difficult for him to find someone who meets his requirements. For example, he has been searching for half a month now, but still has not found a suitable target.

"It's over. The powerful evil spirits and demons that were born in an ancient battlefield should have been mostly eliminated by us. There may be a few remnants, but they are no longer a threat. This place is no longer a concern."

Feng Bingwen's gaze swept around, and the increasingly surging magical power even caused the void where he stood to slightly distort.

"Fellow Daoist, are you preparing to leave?"

Hearing Feng Bingwen's tone, Xia Yan smiled heartily and sat down on the spot, not caring at all what was under her bottom.

"Indeed, three years of accumulation is enough. I have come to say goodbye and will return to the mountain gate to prepare for a breakthrough!"

"Then I'll offer my early congratulations, fellow Daoist!"

When Xia Yan heard what Feng Bingwen said, a hint of envy involuntarily appeared on his face. After spending the past few years together, he already knew what Feng Bingwen was up to and what his purpose was. But unfortunately, this was a path that no one else could possibly take. If he really dared to imitate him, he would be courting death.

"Thank you for your help these past few years, fellow Daoist!"

Feng Bingwen bowed respectfully to the unpretentious cultivator before him. Without this sword immortal, he would probably have had to spend several more years clearing this ancient battlefield to its current state.

"What are you saying? I have also benefited a lot from you, fellow Daoist. If word of this gets out, I don't know how many of my friends will envy me!"

Xia Yan saw Feng Bingwen bowing to her and quickly dodged away, not daring to accept it.

There was no way around it; over the past few years, he had received far too many benefits from this disciple of the Supreme Being, so much so that he felt somewhat embarrassed. Although what he was doing was extremely dangerous, in reality, as he gradually became more skilled, he didn't lose a single hair in the end.

"It's just envy. If they were to do the same thing as you, I'm afraid few would have your courage!"

Feng Bingwen smiled. He offered a generous reward, but there were not many cultivators who dared to take this opportunity. In the past three years, there had been other cultivators who had gone down into the abyss and entered the ancient battlefield to explore and seek out the era that had been left over from ancient times.

Inevitably, some cultivators would run into Feng Bingwen during this time. Adhering to the principle of making the best use of resources, Feng Bingwen would often reveal his identity and approach them.

Once their identities as Supreme Daoists are verified, they are virtually invincible throughout the Nine Provinces. Therefore, when Feng Bingwen entrusts these cultivators with the task of finding the evil spirits, they often do not refuse.

Once he gets what he wants, Feng Bingwen is usually generous and will give him some good opportunities.

Some cultivators who come down seeking opportunities will covet the elixirs and medicines in his possession, or the powerful magical artifacts and treasures, and will be willing to search for powerful demons for him.

However, such cultivators often leave after a period of time. The only one who truly perseveres is the initial tool, namely Xia Yan.

The reason is simple: cultivators come to seek opportunities in order to cultivate and reach a higher realm. The goal of cultivation is to achieve longevity. The cultivators who are qualified to enter the ancient battlefield are not weak. They have at least the cultivation level of the Yuan Dan realm and a lifespan of around five hundred years.

As for the Human Immortal Cave Profound Realm, it can extend lifespan to at least eight hundred years. Those with special means or secret techniques can easily survive for a thousand years in this world.

The path of immortality values ​​life. Although the opportunities in Feng Bingwen's hands are very tempting, those cultivators who seek these opportunities often leave without saying goodbye after obtaining what they want.

After all, what Feng Bingwen gives is often proportional to all the risks they take. The feeling of walking on the edge of life and death is not pleasant, especially when they still have a considerable amount of lifespan to lose.

"Haha, that's true!"

Xia Yan did not refuse Feng Bingwen's praise. The two had become quite familiar with each other and there was no need for feigned politeness.

"A reckless person like me is probably extremely rare among those who cultivate the Tao!"

"It's commendable that you have such self-awareness, but after you leave this place, you should behave yourself for a while, and at least make good use of the magical power you've gained over the past few years!"

Feng Bingwen said half-jokingly.

"I don't plan to leave for the time being!"

But the Taoist priest shook his head.

Why is that?

Feng Bingwen was somewhat surprised.

"Although you have swept away most of the powerful demons in this place, there are bound to be some that have escaped. Besides, there are still quite a few ghosts and evil spirits that you wouldn't even bother to look at."

In your eyes, these weak evil spirits could be easily extinguished with a single breath. But if these fiends were allowed to escape to the ground, countless mortals would fall victim to their wickedness. Therefore, I have no intention of leaving.”

"Fellow Taoist Gaoyi!"

"There's no need to say that anymore. I'm not as strong as you. You've taken care of all the really fierce and troublesome big guys. I can only clean up these insignificant little things."

"Then I'll leave the rest to Fellow Daoist Xia!"

Feng Bingwen naturally chose to respect the sword immortal's decision. Moreover, the Great Gan lay just outside the entrance to the abyss, where his blood relatives lived. Having an immortal guarding the place made him feel more at ease.

"If you really want to thank me, then give me a few more gourds of elixir. It's too easy to just say it, that's meaningless!"

"A few gourds of elixir? You really dare to say that, I haven't even consumed that many!"

"Hey, once you get back, your strength and cultivation level will probably be even higher. A few mere immortal pills will be a piece of cake for you!"

"I only know one alchemist, and he might not even have time to talk to me!"

Feng Bingwen rolled his eyes.

"That's fine. Remember to bring the elixir next time you come to visit. If you don't have it, then don't bother coming!"

"You bastard... I'll definitely do it next time!"

Having made up his mind to leave, Feng Bingwen, after exchanging words with this sword immortal who could be considered a friend, did not linger any longer and transformed into light, flying towards the ray of light overhead.

The moment he escaped the abyss, Feng Bingwen felt several oppressive, tangible gazes fall upon him. However, he ignored them and flew directly in the direction where he was.

Seeing Feng Bingwen's hurried coming and going, none of the Divine Dao True Monarchs stationed here stopped him. The difference between human cultivators and those evil demons was too great. They could deceive mortals, but in their eyes, it was impossible to fake it.

Meanwhile, Feng Bingwen, who had been gone for several years, returned to the skies above Fengjia Town. Compared to when he left, the desolate atmosphere that had lingered in the air was gone, and the refugees who had filled the streets and alleys were nowhere to be seen.

In return, this town, which originally consisted of only a dozen or so households, has expanded more than ten times in size. In terms of prosperity and bustle, it is not much different from the nearby Qingshan County.

In this increasingly prosperous and bustling town, the most eye-catching place is naturally the Feng Mansion, which is located in the center of the town, like a star surrounded by the moon.

"That's interesting!"

After glancing at the town below, which was surprisingly prosperous, comparable to a county town, Feng Bingwen landed in his mansion and easily found the old man staring blankly at the flock of geese playing in the pond.

"grandmother!"

Feng Bingwen gently called out to the old man, who had been lost in thought. The old man looked at Feng Bingwen, paused slightly, and then tears welled up in his eyes.

"My dear grandson, you're finally back!"

The old man excitedly strode forward and grabbed Feng Bingwen's hand, as if afraid that if he let go, Feng Bingwen would disappear again.

What followed was a long, drawn-out monologue, mainly by Feng Bingwen, while the old man recounted the events that had happened around him during the years Feng Bingwen had been away. Feng Bingwen listened patiently without showing the slightest impatience, even though he was about to break through to a higher realm.

Just as Feng Bingwen had predicted, this originally unremarkable village, with the presence of the geese spreading and being exposed to the eyes of ordinary people, attracted more and more mortals seeking refuge here. Over the years, the town's size naturally increased several times over.

"Grandma, what's going on with those guys in the mansion?"

After patiently listening to the old man's story, Feng Bingwen asked a pointed question.

He had just casually scanned the area with his divine sense from the sky and discovered many discordant aspects of his current residence.

For example, in his mansion, from the gatekeeper to the servants and maids, everyone was either physically strong and had abundant blood and energy, or they had cultivation. From the inside out, from top to bottom, Feng Bingwen did not see any ordinary people.

Although this situation is normal for his current family, isn't the gatekeeper a bit too young? And aren't the servants and maids who take care of the courtyard a bit too delicate? They don't look like servants at all; they look more like young masters and ladies dressed as servants.

"Those guys you're talking about, they're all clumsy!"

Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's words, the old man's face immediately showed disdain, and then he began to ramble on and on.

Ever since her extraordinary nature was revealed, there has been a lot of gossip and trouble in front of her door, something the old woman is not good at dealing with.

At first, she refused outright and ignored them completely, since her health was getting better and better. Not to mention that she had a group of spirits and monsters to take care of her, she could take care of herself on her own.

But later, someone found a way to reach Feng Bingwen's father, or even the old man, and the old man couldn't refuse anymore.

After all, their family still lives in a vast country. As long as they live there, they will inevitably interact with other people. And where there is interaction, there will be traces to follow.

"However, there are quite a few pretty girls inside. Would you like to take a look? Some of them are a bit slow-witted, but..."

The old man had been complaining, but the conversation veered off-topic, prompting Feng Bingwen, who had been patiently listening, to quickly interrupt.

"Let's forget about it. If I were to see them, wouldn't that be playing into their hands and letting their schemes succeed? You'd have even less peace in the future!"

"If you really have someone you've chosen, someone who can let me hold my great-grandchild, a little noise won't matter!"

The old man muttered softly, not loudly, but loud enough for Feng Bingwen to hear perfectly.

"I don't have the energy for that right now, I'm about to get promoted!"

"Your cultivation is about to break through?"

The old man is no longer completely ignorant about the cultivation world; he has a basic understanding of it. As soon as he hears that it concerns his grandson's cultivation, he puts his granddaughter-in-law aside.

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"Um!"

Feng Bingwen nodded.

"Then you should hurry up and go into seclusion. Don't waste your time here. Come find this old man to nag you after you've broken through!"

"Then I'll be going now!"

"Go quickly!"

Although there was some reluctance in the old woman's eyes, she could also distinguish between what was important and what was not. Besides, she was no longer an ordinary person and had plenty of time. There was no need to rush and delay her grandson's cultivation.

With no more concerns about worldly matters in his heart, Feng Bingwen flew into the sky under the old woman's gaze and then disappeared from her sight.

After leaving Fengjia Town, Feng Bingwen did not linger for a moment. He rushed back to Taishangdao as quickly as possible, and finally returned to Xumi Blessed Land, where he sat quietly, making final preparations before advancing to the Earth Immortal realm.