"This child is beyond redemption!"

Song Qingjing returned to the bamboo house to continue sleeping, then suddenly burst into laughter, "I am self-sufficient and do not need anything from outside."

Qin Luo hadn't walked far from the bamboo house when he saw a high mountain and sensed the presence of ferocious beasts within it.

Golden Horn tucked its tail in.

Qin Luo's eyes gleamed with golden light as he saw the dragon suppressed in the mountain, and he was somewhat surprised.

"It was probably suppressed by that senior."

There were no other cultivators nearby, only Song Qingjing who lived in the mountains. No spiritual energy fluctuations could be felt from him, yet he was able to suppress a powerful dragon.

"Senior, what kind of power is this?"

From within the jade pendant, the purple-haired fairy softly said, "With the power of righteousness, he has cultivated to this level using only a few books of sages. He is very powerful, and he will become even more powerful in the future."

"It seems I need to read more books in the future."

"......"

The purple-haired fairy remained silent.

......

Yanbei City, the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion.

The Prince of Zhenbei was still standing in front of the pool. He had been standing there for a long time, waiting for Qin Luo to arrive, but Qin Luo was nowhere to be seen.

A scout knelt behind the Prince of Zhenbei. "Your Highness, we have just received news that a powerful figure from Xuanzhi Mountain has ascended to immortality, and even Xuanzhi Mountain itself has ascended."

The Prince of Zhenbei's hand trembled slightly. He said with a solemn expression, "That young Taoist priest left Longhu Temple not long ago, and then Xuanzhi Mountain ascended to immortality. Is there really such a coincidence?"

"Your Highness, Xuanzhi Mountain has truly vanished without a trace."

"Tell the generals of each town that they should let any Taoist priest pass through without obstruction!"

"promise!"

The scout left the garden.

Beside the Prince of Zhenbei, space distorted, and an old man in red robes emerged from the void. His face was grave. “The Xuanzhi Mountain, which has been passed down for ten thousand years, has been wiped clean, as if it had never existed. It makes even this old man shudder.”

"How's the investigation at Longhu Temple going?"

"After spending a lot of resources, we found some clues. The Longhu Temple was established by one of the disciples of the Taoist Ancestor. For a long time, the Longhu Temple disappeared until Zhang Fulong came to the Longhu Temple decades ago and recruited disciples again."

What is Zhang Fulong's background?

"It seems to be related to the Zhang family of Wangdu. He ran away from home when he was very young and never went back. The Zhang family seems to be deliberately hiding this."

Which Zhang family?

"The Zhang family has produced a sage."

"What is the background of that young Taoist priest?"

"I don't know, he's even more mysterious than Zhang Fulong."

The old man in red reminded him, "Your Highness, people should not underestimate the water in a pond; even in shallow places, there may be a dragon lying in hiding."

"Step back!"

The old man in red disappeared into the garden.

The Prince of Zhenbei gazed at the calm pool before him, where a dark shadow swam beneath the surface.

......

evening.

Qin Luo and Jin Jiao left the mountains.

They walked on an ancient path covered with fallen leaves.

This is an abandoned official road, no one maintains it, and few people walk on it. The road is full of potholes.

The sound of wheels rolling came from behind, and several horse-drawn carriages loaded with goods sped by. Hearing the sound of the carriages behind him, Qin Luo took the initiative to stand to the side of the road to make way for the convoy.

Qin Luo looked up and saw a flag on the carriage at the front, embroidered with the words "Flying Goose Escort Agency".

A young man riding a white horse saw Qin Luo and rode up to greet him, "You Taoist priest are so casual, with your hair all over the place. Where are you from?"

Qin Luo looked at the robust young man on horseback, smiled, and said softly, "Longhu Temple, Qin Luo."

"I am Song Xiao from the Flying Goose Escort Agency."

Song Xiao clasped his hands in a fist salute to Qin Luo.

After being exposed to the wind and sun for a long time, Song Xiao had a bronze complexion and looked very healthy. He noticed Golden Horn and asked curiously, "Where is this cat from? It's quite unique."

"I found it in the mountains!"

Qin Luo answered with a smile.

Song Xiao grinned, his smile innocent and simple. "I'll give you five taels of silver. How about you sell it to me?"

Qin Luo shook his head.

"Ten taels."

Golden Horn hid at Qin Luo's feet.

Qin Luo said firmly, "It's not for sale."

Song Xiao shook his head and sighed softly. He didn't press the matter. "Qin Luo, where are you going?"

"Yanbei City".

“Perfect timing, we’re also going to Yanbei City. If you don’t mind, you can squeeze in with the cargo.”

"Thank you for your kindness, but I prefer walking."

"It's getting dark soon, and there are many wild animals in the mountains. It's dangerous for you to be alone," Song Xiao kindly reminded him.

"Then I'll follow behind you."

"You'd better stay close."

Song Xiao reminded him, thinking Qin Luo was just embarrassed, and the escort agency's convoy quickly overtook Qin Luo.

"We'll be waiting for you up ahead!"

Song Xiao rode away on horseback.

Qin Luo continued walking at a leisurely pace, watching the convoy gradually disappear into the distance. "There are still more good people than bad."