"If you want to switch sides, it's not too late."
Han Qinhu suddenly said quietly, "A good bird chooses a good tree to perch on. Even if Longhu Mountain doesn't accept a sixteen-year-old genius alchemist, he should still have no problem becoming an inner disciple of Jiude Temple."
Bai Cang's eyes lit up upon hearing this: Is there really such a good thing?
But when he turned around, his face was filled with righteous indignation. "Today, I am proud of Heshan. Tomorrow, Heshan will be proud of me!"
"I, Bai Cang, am utterly loyal to the Heshan Sect. In my heart, there will always be only one sun—that is my Master!"
The Light of Heshan, Loyalty!
Han Qinhu's expression softened slightly, but he said, "There's no need to humiliate yourself. My Heshan Sect isn't a den of tigers and wolves. Do you think we'd eat you up?"
Ask yourself, do you believe this yourself?
Bai Cang rolled his eyes inwardly: The Heshan Sect was indeed not a den of tigers and wolves, but a damn "devil's den" that devoured people without spitting out the bones.
The veteran angler "Bai Xiaodaoye" utterly despised Han Qinhu's fishing technique of "straight hook and salty bait," even feeling that his intelligence had been insulted.
So he shook his head vigorously, saying, "I was born a member of the Heshan Sect, and I will die a ghost of the Heshan Sect. Master, please don't mention such things that are detrimental to unity again."
Han Qinhu laughed upon hearing this, "I will take your words to heart, and you'd better take them to heart too."
"After all, our Xia Kingdom's Heshan Sect has never had a traitor alive."
"When the Xia Guo He Shan Sect was first established, I had a junior brother who was exceptionally talented. He switched his allegiance to the Long Hu Shan Sect. Now, if I count, he should be about sixteen years old."
Are you trying to tell me a hellish joke?
Bai Cang rolled his eyes dramatically without any attempt to hide it.
Han Qinhu couldn't help but chuckle at this. "You think I'm trying to scare you?"
Bai Cang, driven by a strong will to survive, said, "Disciple wouldn't dare; it's just that the wind got into my eyes."
Han Qinhu said meaningfully, "Don't be fooled by the current strength of Jiude Temple. It's still uncertain who will be in charge in the future."
“Longhu Mountain is dominated by the Zhang and Yang families. True Monarch Lilong is a direct descendant of the Yang family and the eldest daughter of Daoist Xinghe. She not only guards Lanyun Sea City, but the entire Lanyuan Prefecture is her fiefdom.”
"The entire Jiude Temple is nothing more than servants of the Yang family, just there to serve her. If... hmph..."
Han Qinhu grumbled and mumbled a lot, his words full of resentment.
"hiss!"
Bai Cang couldn't help but take a deep breath of the fragrant and crispy chestnut cake, and couldn't help but sigh again: The Dragon King's son-in-law is indeed terrifying!
This is a scheme to gain both wealth and beauty, leaving Longhu Mountain with nothing but losses.
I wonder if Grandmaster Tianhe will give a crooked smile.
However, Bai Cang only has one feeling right now: envy of the real-name system.
When will there be a direct descendant of the Yuan Shen Dao Jun of Longhu Mountain who can see through his strong facade and give him a life of ease?
To be honest, Master Bai has a naturally weak stomach and can't eat hard foods.
"True Lord Tianhe is truly a role model for us all!"
Bai Cang couldn't help but think to himself, "I wonder if True Lord Li Long has any grandnieces or anything like that. If not, a younger sister or cousin would also be fine."
"If we use Tianhe Master's connections more often, can we get the better deal?"
"But if I become brothers-in-law with Grandmaster Tianhe, wouldn't that old scoundrel Han have to call me Uncle-Master?"
"Hmm...it doesn't seem wrong. He calls me 'Uncle-Master,' and I call him 'Master.' We each use our own terms of address..."
"What are you muttering about?" Han Qinhu looked at Bai Cang suspiciously.
"I mean: Master's opinion is brilliant!" Bai Cang quickly suppressed those "rebellious" thoughts in his mind.
As the saying goes: "Even after seeing someone off for a thousand miles, we must eventually part ways."
Han Qinhu seemed to have guessed what Bai Cang was thinking, but he didn't care.
After all, deep down, didn't he also long for a soft meal?
So he simply said, "I can only take you this far. How you proceed from here is entirely up to you!"
Hearing this, Bai Cang couldn't help but think to himself: You also have the fate of "one general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand"? You also want to plant an undercover agent in the police department?
But the next second, a sharp pain came from Bai Cang's "noble buttocks".
Han Qinhu kicked Bai Cang off the bone flying boat without any hesitation.
Holy crap!
Bai Cang subconsciously swore: I knew I had to walk the road ahead by myself, but I didn't know you were such a bastard that this "walking" was actually walking in the physical sense.
However, when he turned his head, he saw that Han Qinhu's eyes were full of ferocity and his whole body was filled with evil. He immediately fell down like a bird with broken wings.
I can't afford to offend you. Sorry to bother you, goodbye!
"boom!"
The next moment.
The white bone flying boat transformed into a streak of light and headed straight for Taiyin City.
For some reason, Bai Cang sensed a murderous aura in his eyes, as if he were looking for someone to fight.
"No way? What happened to the rule that when you're at a disadvantage, you have to keep a low profile?"
Seeing Han Qinhu's arrogant and domineering attitude, Bai Cang couldn't help but doubt his own existence.
"Your mother!"
The next second, Bai Cang turned around again, and the rapidly magnifying ground made him burst out in his hometown accent.
He immediately activated the "Five Yin Qi Bag" and the "White Bone Heart-Locking Hammer" to perform the "Five Ghosts Moving" technique, thus avoiding the tragic fate of "hitting the ground with his head."
"Damn it! That old scoundrel Han is really unreliable!"
Bai Cang spat a few times amidst the billowing dust, "I haven't even gotten on the bus yet!"
"The Taiyin Palace is so vast, who the hell am I supposed to report to?"
But what's done is done, there's no point in dwelling on it, let's just cherish what we have.
Bai Cang leaped up and ran wildly, questioning his existence as he ran.
As the saying goes: "Looking at a mountain makes a horse run itself to death."
When he looked out from the high place just now, he felt that Taiyin City was already very close.
However, after running wildly for more than an hour, Bai Cang finally arrived in front of Taiyin City and clearly saw this magnificent city that was as brightly lit as a night sky.
Looking up, Bai Cang saw that at the end of the official road, which was wide enough to accommodate ten carriages traveling side by side, the Taiyin City stood like a majestic beast.
A vast and boundless Yangtze River flows majestically around the city, resembling a moat, but its surface is hundreds of meters wide.
A giant steel bridge, resembling a dragon, spans the river, turning a natural barrier into a thoroughfare.
The bridge was bustling with traffic and pedestrians, stretching as far as the eye could see.
The towering city walls, resembling majestic mountains, stretch as far as the eye can see, like an insurmountable chasm.
Even Bai Cang, gazing into the distance, could not see where the boundary was.
"Is this the Taiyin City?"
"Look at this city, it's damn big! Look at these walls, they're damn high!"
Bai Cang pondered to himself, but made no attempt to hide his shock on his face as he strolled leisurely toward the bridge.
Suddenly, the carriage curtain beside them was lifted, revealing a round, plump face. "Is this your first time visiting the prefectural city, sir?"
"If you don't use the special passage for immortal masters, you probably won't be able to enter the city today."
"I'm just about to rest at the inn in the city. Why don't we travel together?"
[Begging for a free gift, thanking the "bricklayer" master]
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