Bamboo Mound

After praising him, he turned around, stepped forward, and took Ning Chang's hand, saying:

"We are extremely grateful to the Immortal Master for traveling so far to Zhaoyang City and eliminating these two great scourges for us in such a swift and efficient manner."

"It is already dusk. Please stay a little longer, Immortal Master, so that we may prepare a feast to welcome you and wash away the dust of your journey!"

"Furthermore, although I know that you, Immortal Master, need spirit stones for cultivation, Zhaoyang City does not have the necessary resources, and I cannot find even a single spirit stone at the moment!"

"Therefore, whatever the Immortal Master desires in Zhaoyang City, he may take it!"

However, Ning Chang gently withdrew her hand, saying, "No need."

The city lord had made this promise when he first explained his purpose in the early morning, but he did not believe that there was anything in the city that would be of any use to him.

Moreover, it's already dusk, and if we don't return soon, we might miss the recruitment opportunities offered by the three sects.

"I appreciate your kindness, but time is of the essence, and I need to return immediately. After that, you can go back to your normal lives."

"This...this..."

Without waiting for the city lord to call out again, Ning Chang turned around and took a step into the sky.

After Ning Chang disappeared, Li Le stared blankly for a moment, then lowered his head and sighed deeply.

A resolute glint flashed in his eyes, and he turned to the people behind him, shouting:

"Although our Zhaoyang City is not located on the border, it is like a border because of these three mountains and one lake."

"Ever since the arrival of this tortoise and snake, we've had a bounty posted in the capital for months, but only now have we finally received the arrival of Master Bi Dengxian!"

"As for the capital, although we all know we can't fight them by force, they haven't shown any intention whatsoever! Not even sending a soldier or a letter of comfort!"

"Right now, the immortal master has traveled thousands of miles from the capital to accept the bounty, and upon his arrival, he immediately began to subdue the demon, and then he did not charge us a single penny."

"But we cannot forget to repay the life-saving grace, so I plan to build a temple in the city to worship the immortal master. What do you think?"

After hearing the city lord's suggestion, most of the people agreed, except for a few who were still hesitant and discussing among themselves.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man known as Lao Zhang also stepped out from the crowd and stood beside Li Le.

“I know those who are not so willing, what you are worried about, you think building a temple is a big deal.”

Admittedly, it is indeed a big deal, but you have all seen what that ferocious beast did a couple of days ago.

They were the ones who got eaten the day before yesterday and yesterday, but what about today? What about tomorrow?

Right now, they're just eating people for fun, and it only affects a few people a day!

If it weren't for the arrival of the immortal master, what could our Zhaoyang City have resisted once they lost their desire for joy?

Therefore, it is only right for us to build a temple for the immortal master, since the immortal master saved us.

As for your concerns about generations of offerings, I'll be blunt: this is merely a matter for our two generations. That's all.

It is right for us to worship him, and it is our descendants who will continue to worship him. But as time goes on, this practice will fade away and eventually disappear.

But the important thing is that we had done what we were supposed to do by then, and what happened to future generations is no longer our concern.

"Surely everyone will agree with what I've said?"

After his speech, the dissenting voices completely disappeared, and the only price was that a few stubborn old men among the agreeing crowd cursed him for being disrespectful and unfilial.

......

In the early morning, Ning Chang tidied his clothes and left the inn where he was staying.

After departing from Zhaoyang City, due to his increased cultivation level, he returned to the capital of Wangzhou Kingdom in just three days.

After taking care of the remaining matters concerning the tortoise and snake bounty over the next two days, I went to the Evergreen Theater to watch the Heavenly Opera.

However, I still haven't seen Mr. Lin's voice, which I had heard about before.

Today is the day the three sects come to the city to recruit disciples.

As dawn broke, he sensed several powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy descending upon Wangzhou City.

However, compared to his current state, he is only slightly stronger. It is estimated that the people from the three sects are only above the seventh level and below the fetal heart level.

After finding their way out, they walked along the deserted streets into the city.

Before long, Ning Chang arrived at the central square of the outer city. At this time, there were only six people in the square, each pair dressed similarly.

Three of them sat to the side, each with a square table in front of them, chatting with their backs to the chairs behind them.

The remaining three sat in a straight line, each with a small table in front of them.

The person at the front had several thick stacks of palm-sized papers on the table, as well as a set of writing brushes and ink. Beside him was a milky-white stone about the size of a person. Ning Chang recognized it at a glance as the spirit-testing stone used to test spiritual roots.

He suddenly felt something was wrong. After all, his spiritual root had already disappeared during the second spiritual root test at the Qingyun Sect. If he couldn't enter the sect now because he didn't have a spiritual root, there would be no way to help him.

There was a person in the middle, with only a set of writing brush and ink on the table. Beside him was a stone the size of a person, except that the stone was a neat rectangular prism with smooth six sides and was completely black.

A palm-sized, slightly reddish bead is embedded on one side of the center of the front, and along the center line, a row of thumb-sized, grayish-white beads are arranged upwards.

The last person also had a set of writing brush and ink on the table, and a silver mirror floating beside him, its edges gleaming with white light.

As Ning Chang approached, the two green-robed youths who were looking around immediately locked their gazes on him.

They then exchanged glances, stood up from their seats, and walked quickly toward Ning Chang. Their unusual behavior caused the other four to stop what they were doing and turn to look at them, which also made Ning Chang more wary.

If the two of them were to make a move, he would flee this place as quickly as possible. After all, they were only two minor realms higher than him, so they probably wouldn't be able to catch up with him.

However, as the two drew closer, as if they had confirmed something, their eyes brightened, and they stood before Ning Chang with beaming smiles, taking his hand and asking:

"Fellow Daoist, are you here to join a sect? Do you know anything about the three sects? We can give you a detailed introduction."

"Uh, no need. I'm here to join Medicine King Valley." Ning Chang couldn't stand the obviously ulterior motive behind the enthusiasm and immediately refused, stating his purpose.

Upon hearing this, their eyes lit up again. "Wow! That's perfect! We're recruiters from Medicine King Valley. Fellow Daoist, please come with us, and we'll register you right away."

"What are you planning?" Ning Chang asked, his face hardening as he pulled his hands away, feigning a wary and angry expression.

Unsolicited kindness is always suspicious, especially since he might have left a scent at the mine in that weapon-refining workshop. It's also possible that the three sects had already exchanged information and he was recognized this time.

After all, Medicine King Valley specializes in planting and refining elixirs, so it's not surprising that they have the means to identify the fragrance of plants.