"I reckon there's going to be big trouble."

Chen Chang'an's expression was solemn. "Old Hei, could you please go to Longhu Temple and invite Master Qin over?"

A black crow flapped its wings and flew away.

This crow was spiritually gifted and could see Chen Chang'an, so he left the black crow at the mountain god temple.

Sunset Peak, Dragon and Tiger Temple.

The little dumpling slowly opened its eyes and looked at Qin Luo, who was reading a book. "Boss, am I still alive?"

"I survived by sheer luck."

Qin Luo stared at the little dumpling. Luckily, it escaped back to the Dragon Tiger Temple in time, otherwise it would have become food for the golden eagle.

The little dumpling stood up and hopped around on the table. All its injuries had disappeared. "Hehe, I must be an immortal bird. I never die."

"You're a stupid bird."

"Hehe, but I just can't die." The little dumpling swayed from side to side, and the ahoge on its head shook along with it.

Quack quack quack!

The urgent cawing of crows echoed outside the Taoist temple.

Hearing the cawing of the black crow, Qin Luo stepped out of the main hall. "Were you sent by Chen Chang'an?"

The black crow nodded with great intelligence, "Immortal Master, the Mountain God has urgent business and would like to request your presence at Black Mountain."

Qin Luo guessed that Chen Chang'an might be in trouble. He returned to the main hall and reminded Zi Yue, who was drawing talismans, "Junior Sister, I have to go out for a while. You and Junior Brother keep an eye on the Taoist temple."

"no problem."

Ziyue nodded obediently.

As Qin Luo left the Taoist temple, the little dumpling landed on his shoulder, saying, "Big brother, I'm going with you."

In the blink of an eye, Qin Luo appeared at the foot of Black Mountain. The little dumpling stared wide-eyed, not having reacted yet. The tuft of hair on its head was still spinning, and it said blankly, "So fast!"

Qin Luo arrived at the mountain peak.

Chen Chang'an cupped his hands in a fist salute and sighed, "Brother Qin, I've caused you trouble."

Qin Luo looked at Fan Sheng lying on the ground, bound by restrictions, and asked, "Chang'an, what happened?"

"Haha, this guy is in a worse situation than me."

The little dumpling clutched its stomach and laughed heartily.

Chen Chang'an explained the cause and effect.

After listening, Qin Luo patted Chen Chang'an on the shoulder, "They came looking for trouble on their own initiative. It's not your fault. I told you I would protect you, so you don't need to worry."

"I am a cultivator from Xuanzhi Mountain. If you dare to touch me, Xuanzhi Mountain will not let you off the hook." Fan Sheng still wanted to threaten Qin Luo and Chen Chang'an.

Qin Luo looked at Fan Sheng and said, "I don't like being threatened. If you beg me, I might consider letting you go."

Seeing a glimmer of hope, Fan Sheng quickly pleaded, "Great Immortal, I know I was wrong, please be merciful."

Seeing Fan Sheng back down, Qin Luo squatted down and asked, "Is Xuanzhi Mountain very powerful? Where is it located?"

Fan Sheng answered truthfully, "Xuanzhi Mountain is located east of Yanbei City. Our sect leader is a Nascent Soul expert, and Xuanzhi Mountain is one of the most outstanding sects in Yanbei Prefecture."

That sounds pretty impressive. Qin Luo was fearless. He didn't want to kill, and said seriously, "I can let you go, on the condition that you don't have any thoughts of revenge."

"no problem."

Fan Sheng nodded vigorously.

"Swear it."

"I swear, if I ever seek revenge, may I be struck by lightning and shattered to pieces," Fan Sheng said earnestly.

Qin Luo signaled to Chen Chang'an to remove the restrictions.

Fan Sheng struggled to his feet.

"Go back and tell Xuanzhi Mountain that if they try to take over Black Mountain, I will make them pay the price."

A sharp light flashed in Qin Luo's eyes.

Fan Sheng was already terrified. He nodded repeatedly and hurriedly summoned his spirit sword, wanting to leave as soon as possible.

"What a coward!"

The little dumpling couldn't help but mock.

Qin Luo chuckled and joked, "When you were being chased by the golden eagle, you probably weren't much better off than him."

"No way!"

The little dumpling's face turned red instantly.

Qin Luo could feel the little dumpling's temperature rising, so he stopped joking. "Chang'an, if Xuanzhi Mountain continues to cause trouble, just let me know."

"Alright, Brother Qin."

Chen Chang'an's eyes were filled with gratitude.

He took great care of him, like an older brother.

The little dumpling shouted in Qin Luo's ear, "Boss, I'm very fast, the golden eagle can't catch me at all."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Qin Luo rubbed its little head.

...

Fan Sheng flew away from Black Mountain on his sword. He felt like he had escaped death. His fear was gradually replaced by joy, and he couldn't help but laugh loudly, "Hahaha, you just wait and see."

Boom!

A bolt of lightning struck down from the sky.

It struck Fan Sheng, who was riding his sword, precisely and completely obliterated him, leaving not even a trace.