This humble Taoist priest, Qianhe, begins his quest for immortality by slaying demons and monsters.

Chapter 24 The Curious Flower Spirit, the Old Village Chief Finds Peace of Mind
"To pluck the stars, one must ask the God of Literature; to move mountains, one must not move Everlasting Mountain; what is burned are dragon and phoenix auspicious candles; what is drunk is water from the five lakes and four seas."

I am Hua Ling from the Mountain Moving Sect. Thank you for your help, Daoist Master. May I ask which sect you belong to?

While Lao Yangren and Partridge Whistle were stunned, Hua Ling quickly came to Zhong Bai and bowed respectfully. Her pale face was no longer the same as before; instead, she smiled warmly, like springtime.

Zhong Bai frowned slightly. The other party was clearly speaking in slang, but he had heard of the Mountain Moving Taoist before.

Well, they're tomb raiders, so this is just a gimmick to differentiate themselves from ordinary tomb raiders.

"I've heard of the Mountain Moving, Ridge Unloading, Tomb Raidership, and Gold Touching. Young lady, I am Zhong Bai, also known as Qianhe, from Maoshan!"

Compared to Hua Ling, Zhong Bai's introduction is very simple, without any gimmicks. Just the words "Maoshan" are enough!
Upon hearing the name Maoshan, Hua Ling trembled slightly. Although she had already guessed it, she was still shocked to hear that the other party came from a prestigious family.

Maoshan, one of the three major schools of talismanic arts, along with Longhushan, Wudangshan, and Zhongnanshan, forms the top force in Taoism.

And they, the Mountain Moving Taoists...

Heh, to put it bluntly, even outer disciples of Maoshan would look down on these low-class characters.

Seeing that the other person was stunned and disappointed after hearing his words, Zhong Bai was also confused. He hadn't said anything harsh, had he?

"Um... young lady, I don't think I've done anything impolite, have I?"

It wasn't until Zhong Bai reminded her that Hua Ling came to her senses, and an apologetic look crossed her face.

"I'm sorry, Daoist Zhong Bai. Hua Ling lost her composure. I'm very grateful to Daoist Zhong Bai for saving us. Otherwise, Hua Ling and my senior brother would probably have been killed by wolves."

Speaking of this, Hua Ling still felt lingering fear. In the face of life and death, no one can truly remain unmoved.

"It's alright. I was the one who drove this wolf demon here, so it's only right that I save you."

No need to thank me.

"I am Partridge Whistle, the Mountain Moving Master!"

"I am the Mountain Moving Man, Old Foreigner!"

"Master Zhong Bai comes from a prestigious family. Although you said there was no need to thank us, we, his fellow disciples, still cannot forget your life-saving grace."

At this moment, Partridge Whistle came over with his fists clasped. Seeing that the other party was determined to do so, Zhong Bai no longer refused.

If you want to thank me, then thank me. In the future, I'll inevitably receive thanks for slaying demons and monsters. Well, after a while, Zhong Bai will become immune to it.

but……

With Partridge Whistle, the old foreigner, and the so-called Flower Spirit, Zhong Bai couldn't help but ponder his thoughts slightly.

Then, considering that this place was deep within the so-called Ping Mountain range, Zhong Bai suddenly understood.

"I'm really... lucky!"

Thinking to himself, Zhong Bai remembered that there was a six-winged centipede in this Ping Mountain.

The poisonous mist in his mouth clearly indicates that he has reached the level of a demon soldier.

Add to that the white ape and the Yuan Dynasty poisonous corpse, wow, it's a ton of demon-slaying opportunities!

"I thought I would have to search for traces of demons and monsters after going down the mountain, but now it seems that I was just worrying for nothing."

Partridge Whistle had no idea what Zhong Bai was thinking at that moment, but seeing that Zhong Bai wasn't as cold as the other Taoist disciples, Partridge Whistle breathed a sigh of relief.

"Actually, I am quite curious. You and your fellow disciples came to Ping Mountain. Could it be that there is a large tomb inside Ping Mountain?"

Although Zhong Bai was familiar with the general situation in Ping Mountain, the Ping Mountain range was so vast, and he didn't have the same feng shui and divination skills as Lin Fengjiao. It would probably take him a long time to find the entrance to the tomb.

So... well, the three people in front of us are just good tools.

Upon hearing Zhong Bai's question, Partridge Whistle felt somewhat embarrassed, finding it difficult to respond.

Saying there's no large tomb? Haha, the other party's calm tone doesn't mean they're stupid. Once they realize they've been deceived, they and their fellow disciples will definitely not have a good ending.

Besides, the other party had just saved his junior brother and sister's lives.

However, to be honest, the Taoist sect has never had a good impression of these tomb raiders, and if they anger them, it will also bring trouble.

Upon seeing Partridge Whistle's hesitant expression, Zhong Bai understood the other's concerns.

"Haha, Brother Partridge, there's no need to worry. I won't look down on you just because you've come to Ping Mountain to rob tombs. As for the Mountain Moving Taoists, we don't enter tombs for wealth, only for elixirs and techniques. The world is tough, and we're doing our best just to survive. I won't despise you because of that."

Therefore, Brother Partridge, you don't need to be so anxious and wary either.

"I see. I was being petty and judging you by my own standards. Daoist Qianhe, to be honest, our Mountain Moving lineage has been cursed for generations, and only the Muchen Pearl can lift the curse."

The reason for this trip to Ping Mountain is that we learned there might be traces of the Muchen Pearl in the ancient tomb there.

Zhong Bai made no comment on the so-called curse. It was just a curse from the Ghost Cave Clan. If it were applied to Partridge Whistle and his group, they could only rely on the Muchen Pearl. But for Maoshan, although the curse was sinister, they had ways to deal with it.

Of course, Zhong Bai doesn't have that kind of strength right now; he should at least be at the Foundation Establishment stage.

"I came here for the Muchen Pearl, as for the curse of the Ghost Cave Clan. To be honest, I am also interested in this Ping Mountain Ancient Tomb."

I've heard that there are poisonous corpses in the tomb that often harm people, as well as a monstrous centipede. Since I'm passing by, I naturally won't leave it unattended.

I don’t know…

"Would the three of you be willing to allow this humble Taoist priest to accompany me?"

Since Zhong Bai has spoken, do Partridge Whistle and the others have the right to refuse?
"Ahem, Daoist Qianhe, welcome!"

Before Partridge Whistle could speak, Hua Ling happily agreed.

Seeing this, Partridge Whistle could only nod in agreement helplessly, even though the result would be the same...

"Miss Hua Ling is quite straightforward, but aren't you afraid that if we encounter the Muchen Pearl, I would try to snatch it from you?"

"Pfft, Daoist Qianhe, you're not that kind of person! I believe you!"

Looking at the innocent and carefree Hua Ling, Zhong Bai felt he had wasted his breath. Hmm, he couldn't tease her at all; sincerity was indeed the ultimate weapon...

"By the way, it's in the middle of nowhere, and this ancient tomb in Ping Mountain doesn't have legs, so it can't run away."

It is now late. If you gentlemen do not mind, you may follow me back to the village to rest for the night. Tomorrow, after making thorough preparations, we can then head up the mountain to explore the great tomb. What do you say?

"Great! Daoist Qianhe, it's just as well, we fellow disciples couldn't find a place to rest!"

Partridge Whistle and the old foreigner simply exchanged a deep look, neither of them offering any rebuttal.

Zhong Bai didn't care. His main concern was that he needed to bring the wolf demon's corpse back to the village so that the old village chief, the two elders of the Zhong family, and the remaining souls in the village who were unwilling to be released from their suffering could rest in peace.

Zhong Bai carried the wolf demon's corpse in one hand. The weight of several hundred kilograms was as light as nothing to Zhong Bai. He lifted it with ease, and it did not affect his speed at all.

Two hours passed, and by the time they returned to Zhongjia Village, it was already dark.

At the old village chief's house, the old village chief, who had been waiting all day, was now as pale as a sheet, and the effect of his last burst of energy had faded.

At this moment, he felt that even breathing was so difficult...

"Old village chief, Zhong Bai is back!"

Just as the old village chief was suffering in agony, Zhong Bai slowly approached with Partridge Whistle and the other two.

Upon seeing the black wolf demon corpse that Zhong Bai was carrying, the old village chief burst into tears.

"Young man from the Zhong family, you've really succeeded?"

Heavens above, open your eyes and see! The hundred wronged souls of Zhongjia Village can finally rest in peace!
Son, daughter-in-law, grandson, spouse, my revenge is complete, I can finally come to find you all!

Overwhelmed with emotion, the old village chief could no longer control his body and collapsed, his face showing a sense of relief.

Partridge Whistle reacted quickly, catching the old village chief who was about to fall. After examining him, he could only sigh and shake his head.

"The old man was already past his prime; it's a miracle he's held on this long..."

Zhong Bai was fully aware of this.

After setting down the wolf demon's corpse, Zhong Bai and his fellow disciples, Partridge Whistle and his sister, buried the old village chief.

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