This immortal was clearly ordinary, yet he was unusually confident.

The next morning, a light drizzle was falling outside the window.

Zheng Zhuang woke up slowly, exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling refreshed all over, finally able to get a good night's sleep.

Although he lay in bed every day, the chaotic energy within him kept churning, making it impossible for him to calm down.

With his cultivation level, he wouldn't have much of a problem even if he didn't sleep, but as a leisurely young man from modern society, sleeping is one of the few pleasurable things he can do, so how could he just give it up?

During this period, he devoted most of his energy to maintaining the balance within his body, and he really didn't get a proper rest for a moment. He was truly staying up all night to cultivate immortality!

He focused his mind, and his whole body slowly floated up.

He gently moved his limbs, straightened his body, and then slowly lowered himself to the ground.

"It feels so good to have my feet firmly on the ground!" he murmured.

Thanks to this unknown demonic cultivation technique, his injuries were finally suppressed. Although he has not fully recovered his strength, he can finally stand up.

He gently rubbed his fingers together, and a black flame appeared at his fingertips.

Although it was a flame, it gave people a chilling feeling, and the temperature of the whole room dropped, with even a few wisps of ice crystals forming on the edge of the bed.

Not only that, the light inside the room seemed to be completely absorbed by the flame, turning it pitch black in an instant.

This flame, named "Extreme Cold Black Flame," is a divine power he cultivated through practicing demonic arts.

This supernatural power is the most difficult to master in that demonic cultivation technique. It is extremely powerful and can freeze and devour a cultivator's soul.

The reason he was able to achieve minor success so quickly was because he absorbed the karmic fire within his body.

Although it was only a wisp, at least there was hope. As long as I continued to cultivate, I would be able to eliminate the hidden dangers in my body sooner or later.

"interesting!"

Zheng Zhuang extinguished the black flames, and the room suddenly lit up.

The kitten sensed the magical fluctuations and quickly ran inside.

As soon as it entered the room, a bone-chilling cold air made it shiver.

"Big...Big Brother, have you recovered from your injuries?"

Zheng Zhuang stretched his limbs and smiled slightly:

"I guess I've recovered a bit, but at least I can move around freely now."

Hearing the commotion, Mu Chunhua quickly walked in.

"Brother Zheng, you've fully recovered?"

Zheng Zhuang nodded: "It will take some time for me to fully recover, but I can move around normally now. I'm so grateful to you for all this."

Mu Chunhua blushed and shook her head repeatedly: "It's alright, it's alright, it's good that Brother Zheng has recovered."

Zheng Zhuang suddenly had an idea and said to the kitten:

"Xiao Bai, after the rain stops at dawn, go out into the woods and bring back some game. Let's celebrate today."

He's been unable to move these days, and his diet consists mainly of soup and porridge, which is really bland.

In addition, although Mu Chunhua took great care of him, her cooking skills were really not very good.

Now that I can move, my stomach is suddenly rumbling with hunger.

"Okay, big brother!" The kitten nodded happily, finally having a chance to show off.

"Let me go with Xiaobai, we can pick some mushrooms while we're at it," Mu Chunhua said quickly.

Zheng Zhuang pondered for a moment, thinking that although this tiger demon was not very strong, it was more than enough to deal with ordinary wild beasts, so protecting Mu Chunhua should not be a problem.

"Alright, when you guys get back, I'll show you what I can do!"

"As expected of the eldest brother, he can even cook!" the kitten quickly flattered.

“Brother Zheng has just recovered from his serious injuries, so it’s best if he doesn’t overexert himself. Let me do it.” Mu Chunhua looked suspicious. In her opinion, Zheng Zhuang really didn’t seem like someone who could cook.

Knowing this all along, Zheng Zhuang grinned and pulled out a set of pots and pans, along with all sorts of seasonings, from his sleeve, leaving Mu Chunhua and the kitten dumbfounded.

Zheng Zhuang suddenly felt puzzled. How did he come to have these things? Could it be that he was not only a cultivator, but also a cook?

He immediately shook his head and chuckled to himself, thinking, "Who cares? I'll remember it sooner or later."

After breakfast, the rain stopped, and the sky soon brightened.

Mu Chunhua picked up a small basket on her back and took the kitten out the door.

"Brother Zheng, you rest well at home. Xiaobai and I will be back soon."

“The roads are slippery after the rain, so be careful.” Zheng Zhuang nodded and then instructed the kitten, “You must protect Chunhua. If you encounter any danger, run straight back to the village.”

"Don't worry, brother. I am the king of beasts, and I will never let those wild animals harm Chunhua."

Mu Chunhua and the kitten left the village and found that many villagers were picking mushrooms in the surrounding area, making it difficult to find any nearby.

“I know a place where the mushrooms are big and good, but it’s a little far away,” the kitten said.

"It's alright, let's go. We can't go back empty-handed. Brother Zheng is still waiting for us!" Mu Chunhua looked around and sighed.

The kitten and Mu Chunhua walked deeper into the forest.

The kitten showed off its skills and quickly caught two pheasants and a roe deer.

After a while, we finally arrived at our destination.

From afar, Mu Chunhua spotted several large mushrooms growing under a big tree. Delighted, she went to pick them.

The kitten suddenly crouched down and called to Mu Chunhua:

"Wait a minute, there are people in that woods!"

In the woods, two figures faced off.

Both men were dressed in black. One of them was a young man, around twenty years old, with sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and a face as handsome as jade.

The other person was an obese old man with a round face, arched eyebrows, and a bulbous nose; he looked very kind.

However, at this moment, the young man faced the old man as if he were facing a formidable enemy, his expression full of vigilance.

"Old man, how dare you attack this young master? Have you considered the consequences?"

The old man chuckled, looking rather simple and kind.

"Of course I know the consequences, but there are some things I have no choice but to do!"

The young man frowned:

"The sect leader has always treated you well, and I have never offended you. Why are you doing this? What exactly do you want?"

"That's right, Lin Zixuan treated me with great courtesy, and the entire Yuanmo Sect has done nothing to wrong me," the Toasting Elder sneered. "But you deserve to die!"

“I really don’t know what heinous things I have done. Everyone in the sect says that you are loyal and righteous and never kill innocent people. You should think carefully. If I really perish here, I’m afraid the entire Cangzhou will suffer because of it,” the young man said.

The old man who was toasting sighed:

"I don't want to involve the innocent. Lin Zixuan has protected you too well. I couldn't find an opportunity in Yuanzhou. And you, at such a young age, have already entered the Nirvana Realm. If you don't make a move now, I'm afraid I won't be a match for you in the future!"

The young man knew that this battle was unavoidable, so he slowly revealed his magical artifact and assumed a defensive stance.

"Since you insist on taking action, could you please tell me why?"

The old man's face turned cold, and he gently took the gourd from his waist.

"Prepare to die! Lin Mo... no, Lin Bai!"