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

The battle between Cangyue and Xu Ri resulted in countless deaths and injuries, with both sides suffering heavy losses. They tacitly agreed to a ceasefire.

However, both Ye Chuxue and Ye Ningshuang were well aware that because of this incident, the conflict between the two countries had become irreconcilable, and a war was inevitable sooner or later.

After returning to the palace following the first snowfall of the night, Ye Chuxue immediately ordered the exemption of all taxes and took a large sum of money from the national treasury to compensate the fallen soldiers.

On the other hand, in order to appease the people, Ye Ningshuang had no choice but to classify the Demon God Cult as an evil cult, order the destruction of all temples, and issue a kill order against the Demon God Cult's envoys.

From then on, the two countries entered a brief period of peace on the surface.

However, undercurrents were surging in the countryside, and cults were emerging.

Not only that, but all sorts of demons also seized the opportunity to wreak havoc on the human world.

Three months later, in the Peach Blossom Courtyard.

Zheng Zhuang looked at the gloomy sky and sighed softly.

Originally, with the help of demonic techniques, his injuries were improving day by day, but a month ago they suddenly stopped and he was unable to fully recover.

The old peach tree sensed his emotions, and its top branches slowly drooped down, presenting a golden peach to him.

"No need. With your current cultivation level, the peaches you produce can be considered spiritual fruits, but they are useless to me. It would be a waste to use them just for your own enjoyment. You should leave them for the little girl and the others."

Zheng Zhuang had already sensed the situation in the secular world and sent Qin Qianqian and the others out.

He was determined to eradicate the Demon God Cult, but the Demon God Cult was clearly backed by the Sky-Supporting Sect.

However, the Qingtian Sect is the number one sect in Cangzhou, and it would be inappropriate for him to go there rashly while he is injured.

With his cultivation level, he was confident that he had few rivals in Cangzhou, but Qin Qianqian and the others' cultivation levels were somewhat lacking.

However, the demons who wreak havoc in the mortal world are all low-class characters, which is a good opportunity for them to gain experience.

With a thought, Zheng Zhuang slowly rose into the air, and the Heavenly Show Sword instantly appeared, steadily supporting him.

Although his injuries have not fully healed, with his current cultivation level, he is capable of controlling the Heavenly Show Sword.

He planned to take the opportunity to travel around, firstly to slay demons and monsters along the way, and secondly to seek opportunities to heal his wounds.

Come to think of it, he has spent most of his time in Peach Blossom Courtyard since he transmigrated, and he has never been to many places in Cangzhou.

Even other cultivators have rarely seen many of them.

He was a homebody in his past life, which was one thing, but now, with his sword-riding speed, he can easily travel a thousand miles a day, so he can go around and explore.

With a flash of sword light, Zheng Zhuang's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

He couldn't help but chuckle as he recalled the moment he emerged from the ancient tomb.

At that time, in order to show off in front of others, he deliberately controlled the flying sword to fly at a slow and steady pace, occasionally bursting out with seven-colored sword light.

My thinking has gradually changed, and this low-level approach is no longer in line with my status and level of cultivation.

We need to use a cooler, more stylish way next time!

Zheng Zhuang headed south and soon arrived at a small town on the border of the Cangyue Kingdom.

He casually used a trick to appear silently on the street.

The streets here are narrower than those in Quliang City, about the width of two carriages.

Various stalls lined both sides of the street, with shouts and calls of vendors rising and falling. It seemed that this place was peaceful and had not been disturbed by demons.

Zheng Zhuang bought two strings of candied hawthorns on the street, and then stepped into what seemed to be the most prosperous restaurant in the city.

"Yu Xian Lou? Hmm, not a bad name!"

Zheng Zhuang casually found a seat and sat down, then tossed a silver ingot to the waiter and said:

"Bring up all the best wines and dishes from your restaurant!"

The waiter hurriedly took the silver, giving a fawning smile:

"Please wait a moment, sir, we'll get it ready right away!"

Zheng Zhuang looked around and nodded to himself. Although the decoration of this restaurant was not as good as that of Peach Blossom Restaurant, it was indeed quite rare in such a small town.

He came to the restaurant partly to satisfy his appetite and partly to gather information.

"Qingyuan City is peaceful and quiet. I can finally get a few good nights' sleep."

"Yes, this place is in a remote location, so even if there is a war, it won't affect us. We can study with peace of mind. When His Majesty destroys the Rising Sun Kingdom, and Cangzhou is unified, we can all get official positions. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Not far away, two young men dressed as scholars were sitting and drinking together. At the next table, a middle-aged man who looked like a merchant sighed and said:

"What you two say is very true. Along my journey, I've encountered many chaotic places and nearly lost my life several times. These days, doing business is really difficult!"

At this moment, the waiter brought over two side dishes, smiling broadly as he said:

"You can rest assured, everyone. You are safe here. Our Qingyuan City is protected by the renowned Divine Sword Sect. What demons or monsters would dare to come here to seek death?"

“Yes, yes, we came all this way because we heard that there was an immortal in Qingyuan City. But this is the first time we’ve heard of the Divine Sword Sect. Brother Er, could you tell us about it?” An old man next to him chimed in.

Seeing the expectant looks on everyone's faces, the waiter, with a smug expression, cleared his throat and said:

"Speaking of the Divine Sword Sect, it's quite formidable. It's said to be a sect that cultivates swordsmanship, with a true sword immortal presiding over it. Twenty miles ahead from here, there's a bottomless rift valley shrouded in mist all year round, and the Divine Sword Sect is located there."

He paused slightly, then said mysteriously:

"Do you know how that great rift valley came to be? It's said that it was cleaved open by that sword immortal with a single sword strike!"

"Hiss..." Everyone gasped.

"I know that rift valley. My goodness, it was cleaved out by a single sword strike! That must be incredibly powerful! No wonder it was created by an immortal!"

"Brother Er, you know so much about this, could it be that you've met the legendary immortals?"

The waiter said somewhat embarrassedly:

"I've never met him... of course. However, I have a relative, the son of my aunt's third aunt's granddaughter's cousin, who is a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect. I only know this from what they told me."

"Oh, the Divine Sword Sect also recruits disciples. I wonder what the requirements are? Should we try our luck? If we're accepted into the sect, can we become immortals in the future? That would be even more glorious than passing the imperial examination!"

The waiter glared at the scholar and said irritably:

"This guest is dreaming. Putting aside the fact that the Divine Sword Sect requires exceptional talent to recruit disciples, even if you do have the talent, you've already missed the age for cultivation. You should focus on your studies!"

Everyone laughed.

The scholar blushed and retorted defiantly:

"I once read in a miscellaneous book that someone encountered a celestial destiny in their thirties. He was much older than me. Besides, what if I am a once-in-a-century cultivation prodigy?"

In the end, he knew that the possibility was extremely slim, and his voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

Everyone thought the waiter was going to take the opportunity to make fun of them, but to their surprise, he gave a thoughtful look, paused, and said:

"That's not true. I heard from my uncle-in-law... my relative, that the Divine Sword Sect has indeed taken in a disciple who is one in a hundred years in recent years, named Ye Ling'er. It is said that she is extremely talented and extremely beautiful. Because she always wears a peach blossom in her hair, she is known as the 'Peach Blossom Fairy'. Her parents have also been allowed to stay in the Divine Sword Sect and have been given cultivation techniques."

"Wow, this is truly a case of 'when one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven'!"

The waiter chuckled at the scholar:

"If you are truly devoted to the Dao, sir, I suggest you hurry up and get married and have a son or daughter. Perhaps you can gain a connection with the immortals through that!"

"You little rascal!"

"Haha, this waiter is quite something!"

"..."

As everyone was laughing and joking, a delicate shout suddenly rang out from the sky:

"What kind of monster are you! How dare you cause trouble on the territory of my Divine Sword Sect!"