"Too...too advanced?"
The old voice was somewhat stuttering. As the guardian of the secret realm, he shouldn't be in such a sorry state, but the Supreme Dao holds an extraordinary position for human cultivators.
"What? You want to verify my identity again?"
Feng Bingwen asked with a smile, his words revealing no anger whatsoever, but the guard was already drenched in cold sweat.
"I wouldn't dare. It's just that you've come here to find my beloved disciple. Is there some misunderstanding?"
"I also want to know what misunderstanding there is. Some time ago, my master was undergoing tribulation, and I went back to observe. I didn't expect that in just this short time, my newly accepted disciple would disappear. I am very grateful to a senior for pointing me in the right direction."
"Your Excellency..."
Upon hearing these words, the guardian of the fairyland gate was even more shocked and filled with even greater fear.
"Stop wasting my breath and open the door immediately. Has something happened to my disciple? If so, I don't need to go in. I can just go back to the sect and ask my master to raz this place to the ground."
As he spoke, the Purple Profound True Dragon beneath Feng Bingwen's feet shook its head and tail, about to turn and fly away. This action immediately startled the guards, who saw an old man with white hair leaning on a coiled dragon staff, his face full of panic and anxiety, blocking Feng Bingwen's way.
"Please wait, Your Excellency. I did see a girl named Wang Shu yesterday. She was brought back by the city lord of Furong City. She has only been back for a short time, so I assume that the girl is safe and sound."
"I implore Your Excellency to come in with me to investigate and clarify the misunderstanding. If it is indeed the Lord of Hibiscus City who is at fault, then Your Excellency will handle the matter accordingly. Floating Life Immortal Realm will not protect or cover for him."
Feng Bingwen's words did indeed frighten the white-haired old man. Although the words of threat sounded somewhat exaggerated and did not conform to the usual way of doing things of the Supreme Dao in the minds of ordinary cultivators, he dared not gamble!
Just look at the young man's entourage. Even if they don't come from the Supreme Dao, they must be from a reputable sect. Asking their master to wipe out the immortal realm may sound ridiculous, but what if it's true?
This involved his life and fortune, and it was a completely undeserved disaster for him. It wasn't him who arrested him, but the city lord of Hibiscus City in the fairyland. If there was a real problem, they could just kick him out. He was just a gatekeeper; why should he be implicated for no reason?
Even if the young man in front of me doesn't have any family background, this whole setup was pieced together by him. Once the truth is found out, there are plenty of ways to deal with him.
Although the Floating Life Wonderland is not a well-known name in Donghua Continent, it has extremely secretive connections with many prestigious sects and righteous factions, and the blood ties are not so easy to sever.
"It seems I don't need to go back and ask my superiors."
Feng Bingwen looked at the old man-like guard in front of him and smiled. He realized at this moment that the identity of a true disciple of the Supreme Dao was truly useful and had a great deterrent effect.
"It's such a trivial matter, why bother your esteemed teacher?"
Holding a staff with a coiled dragon, the old man, who should have been an elegant and ethereal figure, smiled obsequiously, which looked extremely incongruous.
"Whether it's a small matter or not is not up to you to decide. First, take me to see my disciple!"
Feng Bingwen glanced at him. Although he was a Yuan Dan cultivator whose realm was higher than his, he showed no respect whatsoever. Instead, he was arrogant and domineering. This behavior made the old man even more cautious.
At the same time, he cursed the idiot in charge of Hibiscus City a thousand times in his heart. There was nothing in this area that he didn't know about anything related to Hibiscus Wonderland, after all, he was the gatekeeper.
He knew that the child born to the seventh wife of Furong City had died tragically outside, but he didn't care, because that was just a good-for-nothing who only knew how to seduce ordinary women.
But unexpectedly, the girl who killed that good-for-nothing had such a powerful background, and that fool Lord Furong was bewitched by that vixen and even brought her back.
"Yes, Your Excellency, please come this way. This old man will show you the way!"
The old man waved his dragon-carved staff, and a majestic gate appeared among the mountains, its clear light shining brightly, ancient and radiant, reflecting the sacred land of immortals.
It was exactly the scene Feng Bingwen saw in his dream, except that there was no giant bear with its fur torn and blood dripping from being bound by iron chains, nor the five-colored fairy light being chased by a group of demons.
Where is Hibiscus City?
Feng Bingwen glanced around and saw that this secret realm was indeed quite large, with majestic mountains, lush trees, numerous lakes and marshes, and a pervasive atmosphere of water vapor and vibrant life.
"Please follow me, Your Excellency!"
The old gatekeeper, with a slightly hunched posture, held a staff with a coiled dragon in his hand and stood on auspicious clouds, guiding Feng Bingwen in the right direction.
"Um!"
Feng Bingwen made no attempt to restrain himself, stepping onto the water and entering the Floating Life Wonderland.
This dragon-riding posture immediately startled many half-demons who were cultivating in seclusion in this secret realm. When they appeared and saw the old man respectfully leading the way for them, they were even more shocked.
"Who is this person? How could the Immortal Elder Nanzhu guide him!"
"His strength doesn't seem impressive, but is that a real dragon beneath his feet?"
"It has no blood or qi, only a spiritual body. However, it has a majestic dragon aura and an extraordinary presence, so it probably has a great connection with the dragon race."
Siluke
The startled half-demon looked at Feng Bingwen with a mixture of curiosity, awe, and envy. Regardless of their emotions, there was not a trace of malice in them. In fact, when Feng Bingwen's gaze swept around and they happened to meet, the half-demon quickly put on a friendly posture.
Who isn't a fool? Although this young man's cultivation level isn't very high yet, his aura is pure. And judging from his demeanor and the presence of the Immortal Nanzhu who is guiding him, he must come from a prestigious sect.
It's best for these impure half-demons to be respectful. If they happen to be petty and hold a grudge because of their disrespect, they might be expelled from the fairy realm in the future, which would be terrible.
"I have never heard of the Floating Immortal Realm before; I am truly ignorant. Even my Supreme Dao Sect does not have such a scene. It is truly lamentable!"
Feng Bingwen stood on the purple dragon body transformed from the water spirit, gazing at the scaled and horned figure emerging from the surrounding mountains and marshes, and spoke with admiration.
"You flatter me. How can such a humble place be compared to the Supreme Dao Mountain Gate?"
Nan Zhu Xianweng was startled and dared not continue the conversation. He repeatedly declined, saying, "What a joke! It's just a nice-sounding name. It calls itself a fairyland, but in reality, it's a demon land where half-demons born from humans and demons are everywhere."
"The gates of the Supreme Dao Mountain are not so bustling. Even if you travel eight hundred miles, you will hardly encounter a single soul."
"hehe!"
The old man smiled ingratiatingly, but he didn't know how to respond. Few people in this world had ever seen the gates of the Supreme Dao Sect. It was the most famous Daoist sect, yet it existed only in legends.
"Where is Furong City? How far is it?"
"We'll be there soon!"
"What is the status of this Lord of Hibiscus City in this place?"
Feng Bingwen inquired earnestly. Although his master had entrusted him with a precious treasure before his departure, it was not foolproof and he still needed to make preparations first.
This Floating Immortal Realm is a settlement for half-demons in Donghua Continent, which means that the half-demons there are unlikely to be of one mind and one heart. To say that they are a disorganized mess might be an exaggeration, but it is probably not far off.
Judging from the current situation, dealing with the Lord of Furong City and his forces is enough. The half-demons who are cultivating in seclusion here probably won't help him, after all, their status as true disciples of the Supreme Dao is what it is, unless these half-demons have a death wish.
"Your Excellency may not know this, but this Floating Life Immortal Realm is divided into one palace, two palaces, three lakes, four mountains, and nine cities. The Lord of Hibiscus City is just one of the nine cities. If he has truly offended Your Excellency, I can take charge on behalf of the Palace Master and hand that fellow over to Your Excellency for disposal."
The old man's words were exactly what Feng Bingwen had expected; the matter wasn't even settled yet, and he was already preparing to kick the person out. However, if he were in the other person's shoes, he would probably make a similar choice.
"Please look, Your Excellency. That is Furong City. Its city lord's secular name is Fan Ming. His father was an instructor of the Yuan Geng Sword Sect, while his mother was a lion demon. He inherited his father's sword talent and also possessed his mother's demon body. His strength is quite remarkable."
After the old man led the way on a cloud for a while, they saw a large city appearing and disappearing in the mountains. Feng Bingwen followed and saw a noisy and chaotic scene with a strong demonic aura. He immediately frowned.
Although he is called a half-demon, he still has half human blood in his body and can cultivate Taoist immortal techniques. Just like the old man who guided him, although he is not purely human, he has no demonic aura at all.
"Call him out!"
The Purple Mystic Dragon remained coiled still, while Feng Bingwen stood between its horns, gazing at the demon city not far away.
"Please wait a moment, Your Excellency."
The old man didn't think there was anything wrong with Feng Bingwen's attitude at all, after all, his apprentice had been arrested.
"Fan Ming, if you're still alive, get out here right now! The true disciple of the Supreme Dao has arrived here; come and pay your respects immediately!"
The shout echoed through the city, thick with demonic energy. Soon, a yellow-brown demonic cloud rose up, revealing a burly man with a face as sharp as if carved by a knife. His thick beard extended down to his ears, and his eyes were piercing and piercing, truly like a lion.
"The true teachings of the Supreme Dao?"
However, at this moment, the burly man with an extraordinary demeanor showed an anxious expression on his face. After paying his respects to the immortal, he looked back and saw the young Taoist standing between the horns of the dragon with his hands behind his back.
Just by seeing the entourage the other party was carrying, the Lord of Furong City believed it to be true, and he was even more uneasy, because not long ago he had captured a young girl in order to avenge his own son.
The girl kept shouting at him that her master was a true disciple of the Supreme Dao, but the Seventh Madam who went with him scoffed at it, thinking that the girl was just making a fool of herself, because she did not see any advanced Qi cultivation methods on her. Although the spells she used were ingenious, they were of very low grade and very crude.
It was because of that lady's seductive words that he decided to bring her back after some consideration. Even though there were two divine beasts with extraordinary bloodlines beside the girl, he subconsciously chose to ignore them under the influence of the Seventh Lady.
"Fan Ming, the city lord of Furong City, has paid homage to the Supreme True Disciple of the Floating Paradise!"
The young man was brought over by the Immortal Elder Nanzhu, who guarded the entrance to the fairyland. With the Immortal Elder's endorsement, the Lord of Furong City, though unwilling to believe it, still paid his respects first.
Where are my disciples?
Feng Bingwen ignored the half-demon's greeting and stared at him coldly.
"Master, there may be some misunderstanding. May I ask..."
The Lord of Furong City wanted to struggle a little longer, but Feng Bingwen had already lost patience. He had already found out the truth of the matter and didn't think his disciple had done anything wrong. On the contrary, he thought his disciple had done a good deed that benefited the people.
Therefore, after asking the question, the Mountain-Moving Immortal Cauldron appeared behind him, and thick Xuanhuang Immortal Qi descended, completely concealing Feng Bingwen's figure.
Meanwhile, the Lord of Furong City, who was less than a mile away from Feng Bingwen, suddenly felt a heaviness all over his body. Even simple actions such as opening his mouth to breathe and closing his eyes to raise his eyebrows were difficult. However, he quickly broke free from this quagmire-like predicament.
However, before he could make a move, he saw a true dragon, tens of feet long, entirely black with flashing purple patterns, crashing directly into him.
Pfft!
A series of bright red drops of blood, like jade beads, fell from the sky. Although he was somewhat prepared, the Lord of Furong City did not expect Feng Bingwen's methods to be so fierce. He immediately fell from the sky and crashed into a hill, with rocks flying and dust billowing.
After the smoke and dust cleared, they saw the City Lord of Hibiscus City lying supine in a sinkhole, his chest collapsed and sunken, blood gushing from his body as if it were free, soaking a shallow pool of blood beneath him.
"Immortal!"
Feeling his strength and vitality draining away, the Lord of Hibiscus City looked up at the kind-faced, smiling old man, seeking help. He felt a chilling power eroding his life force, and his demonic body was being pierced.
"Those who reap what they sow will not live!"
The old man stepped aside, completely ignoring the lord of Furong City, who had previously been quite respectful and had even presented him with many spiritual items.
He would be willing to help with other troubles, but this person is a true disciple of the Supreme Dao, and he no longer has any doubts about his identity.
To defeat someone of a completely lower realm with a single blow, aside from the true disciples of Daoist sects, whose disciples could possess such strength? Even with the help of a celestial artifact, it was still possible. Celestial artifacts are not something just anyone can use.
Brother Liu!
The Lord of Hibiscus City turned his gaze to another place, where he saw that behind the true disciple of the Supreme Dao, there were also many half-demons, among whom were many familiar figures.
At this moment, the half-demons who had been drinking and eating with him met his gaze one by one, as if they had encountered a plague god, avoiding him at all costs.
"The world is cold and heartless!"
Fan Ming gave a bitter laugh, his heart filled with grief and indignation. All he could see were half-demons, none of whom dared to make a move.
"Brother Fan, this is a sin you committed because of lust. Don't try to drag others down with you. We are brothers, so don't worry. I will take care of your wife and children!"
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