Chaos Spirit Field

Zhao Shanhe lamented that he seemed to have a trouble-making physique, always getting into trouble whenever he went out. He'd asked Luo Tianshuang to stay indoors because he was worried Ouyang Bufan might cause trouble. If he had killed him along with Ouyang Shaogong back in the Immortal Grass Secret Realm and shifted the blame to the Wuxiang Sect, he wouldn't have had to worry so much. He was being too kind.

Time slipped by quietly, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed. It was harvest season again, but Zhao Shanhe felt deeply depressed. The Frost Fruit Tree he'd planted hadn't borne fruit. Not only that, but the tree had actually grown ten years older! It looked like another spiritual plant capable of evolving. However, this wasn't good news for him; eight years was too long. He had to conserve the remaining six fruits.

On this day, when Zhao Shanhe was practicing with full concentration, he suddenly received a letter from the sect leader, asking him to go to the sect hall immediately.

Zhao Shanhe, assuming it was a mission reward, happily arrived at the sect hall. However, he sensed something off about the atmosphere. The heads of the three major sects were all present, along with a certain scornful fellow, acting like he was in awe. He bowed and said, "Disciple Zhao Shanhe greets the Sect Master and all the seniors."

The guy who looked down on others said, "Master Tantai, the disciples of the Qingniu Sect really don't know the rules at all. They don't even kneel and bow to this envoy."

Tan Tai Mieming's face looked a little ugly. This envoy from the Dongzhou Alliance came here specifically to cause trouble. He was too embarrassed to speak, so he winked, indicating that Zhao Shanhe should be a man of integrity and pretend to be flexible.

Zhao Shanhe took a step forward, but did not kneel down. Instead, he asked, "May I ask what your name is, Senior?"

The man said, "I, Fan Zhigao, the steward of the East Continent Alliance, why don't you kowtow to me and pay your respects?"

Zhao Shanhe said calmly, "A cultivator kneels to heaven, earth, and their parents. I've never heard of a monk kneeling to a mere deacon like you. If you want me to kneel to you, it depends on whether my father agrees."

Fan Zhigao asked, "Who is your father?"

"My father, Zhao Xuanji."

"Boy, the guardian Xuanji has only one son named Zhao Hao. When did he become your father?"

"Zhao Hao is my eldest brother, and I am his sworn brother. It seems reasonable to call Protector Xuanji father. A godfather is also a father."

"Boy, words are not enough, do you have any evidence?"

"My eldest brother gave me a sign before he left. I'll look for it."

Zhao Shanhe pulled out the sign Zhao Hao had given him from his storage bag and threw it over. Fan Zhigao hurriedly caught it. After examining it, he said, "Mr. Zhao, you are Mr. Hao's younger brother. I'm so sorry. I came here to give you a reward."

"I almost thought they were coming to call for punishment, and I even bothered the envoy to come here in person."

"It is my honor to serve you, sir. This small gift is not enough to show my respect."

Zhao Shanhe took the precious flying sword from Fan Zhigao and said with a smile, "Deacon Fan, I will not refuse it."

When Fan Zhigao saw Zhao Shanhe accept the gift, he asked, "Mr. Zhao, I wonder if you have ever met my nephew Fan Jian in the Immortal Grass Secret Realm."

Zhao Shanhe pretended to be thoughtful and asked doubtfully, "What does Deacon Fan's nephew-grandson look like? Which sect is he from?"

"He's from the Heavenly Sword Sect and looks somewhat similar to me."

"I killed three disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect in the Immortal Grass Secret Realm. I didn't even ask their names. They were the first to strike. I'll look for their weapons. You can see if there's any of the ones with Fan Jian. We agreed that this would happen in the secret realm, and now we're in the secret realm, we won't bring up the past."

After Zhao Shanhe finished speaking, he took out three swords belonging to the disciples of Tianjian Sect from his storage bag and threw them on the ground. The Sect's Master Bai took a look and sent a message to Fan Zhigao, saying that he did not have Fan Jian's flying sword.

Fan Zhigao said, "Mr. Zhao, I'm just asking, luckily Fan Jian didn't offend you, otherwise it would be a serious sin."

Zhao Shanhe said indignantly, "Deacon Fan, I, Zhao Shanhe, am an upright person. There is nothing I dare not admit to. In the Immortal Grass Secret Realm, unless you provoke me, I will only kill disciples of the Wuxiang Sect and will never kill innocent people."

Fan Zhigao took out a token and said, "Master Zhao, this is the reward for the mission. Please keep it. I have important matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now."

Zhao Shanhe played with his flying sword and said, "Deacon Fan, please come often when you have time."

Fan Zhigao originally planned to use Fan Jian as an excuse to embezzle Zhao Shanhe's reward, and then take the opportunity to extort money from Qingniu Sect. Who would have thought that he would lose not only his wife but also his soldiers, and even a precious flying sword.

The head of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the head of the Lihuo Sect left. The head of the Black Water Sect said, "Old Yin, you are quite calculating. When did you get in touch with the Three Dharma Protectors? Give me a hand too."

Tantai Mieming said helplessly, "Brother Hei, I just found out too. Do you believe it?"

Seeing that Tantai Mieming didn't look like he was lying, Heilong asked, "Shanhe boy, how did you become involved with the Three Guardians?"

Zhao Shanhe looked at Tantai Mieming and asked, "Grandpa, can you tell me?"

"The Black Dragon Sect Leader is not an outsider, I want to know too."

"Three years ago, I went home to visit my family and passed by the Qingniu Sect Market. I met Zhao Hao in a gambling stone shop. We hit it off and became brothers. Because I had already sworn brotherhood with Tan Tai Ming Zhu before, I also became his sworn brother. I am the third brother."

Black Dragon looked unconvinced. He asked, "Is it that simple?"

Zhao Shanhe said, "Senior Black Dragon, if women and men can fall in love at first sight, men can actually do the same. I'm talking about brotherhood, so don't let your imagination run wild."

"Shanhe boy, you killed Fan Jian, right?"

"Senior Black Dragon, I don't even know who Fan Jian is. You can't frame me and slander me."

"It's no use for you to deny it. No one can kill Fan Jian except you."

"Senior Black Dragon, I just encountered a Foundation Establishment Stage expert. If it weren't for my good luck, I would have almost died. That person killed Fan Jian as easily as cutting melons and vegetables. Besides, there are many Foundation Establishment Stage monsters in the Immortal Grass Secret Realm. Why do you have to put the blame on me?"

Tan Tai Mieming interrupted, "Brother Black Dragon, what Zhao Shanhe said does make sense. With his greedy personality, how could he let go of Fan Jian's flying sword?"

Black Dragon said, "Old Yin, what you said makes sense. I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now."

After the Black Dragon left, Tan Tai Mieming set up a barrier and said, "Shanhe boy, you didn't tell the truth. You killed Fan Jian."

"Grandpa, it doesn't matter whether I killed him or not. There's something wrong with Senior Black Dragon. He seemed to be testing me, and you didn't even remind me."

"If I remind you, you'll be exposed, but you're so perfect."

"Grandpa, I'm not familiar with him, so why would you reveal the secret? Please exchange the contribution points in this token for spiritual herbs. How many plants can you exchange for?"

"What do you want to do with spiritual herbs?"

"Luo Tianshuang's spiritual roots are growing at a low rate. I'm about to reach adulthood, so I can't hold it back. I can't sleep with Mingyue, right? Grandpa, let me ask you something. Why did Senior Black Dragon call you Old Yin?"

Tan Tai Mieming said angrily, "Get out of here! If you dare to sleep with Mingyue, I'll make you a eunuch in the palace."