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

The black-clad man with the weasel-like face attacked Zheng Zhuang with all his might, but his usually invincible claws always veered off course just before touching Zheng Zhuang, failing to land a solid blow.

In particular, Zheng Zhuang kept repeating what he had just said, which enraged him beyond measure. Even though he knew he was no match for Zheng Zhuang, he did not run away immediately, but continued to swing his claws like a madman.

Zheng Zhuang finally finished gnawing on the chicken leg, even gently sucking on the chicken bone, before casually reaching out and pressing the chicken bone against the black-clad man's chest.

Faced with a life-or-death crisis, the man in black finally came to his senses. He felt that the chicken bone pressing against his chest was moving very slowly, as if he could easily dodge it, but he also had a strange feeling that no matter how he tried to dodge, he couldn't avoid it!

Finally, the man in black stopped moving, and the claws that had been reaching for Zheng Zhuang fell limply, because in an instant, the chicken bone had pierced his heart.

"you……"

"What do you mean, 'you'? A half-finished product like you is not worthy to know my name!"

Zheng Zhuang had already noticed when the man in black appeared that he was of the same kind as Qin Ming and Ah Xiu, but his demonic power was much weaker, so he could only demonize one hand.

The man in black's eyes were filled with resentment. Since obtaining this power, he had killed many masters whose martial arts were superior to his own, and felt that he had reached the pinnacle of life. But he never expected that he would suddenly fall into the abyss.

"I……"

"What do you mean, 'what about me'? Remember to be a good person in your next life!"

In extreme resentment and anger, the man in black slowly collapsed, his claws gradually disappearing, while Zheng Zhuang gained a negligible amount of faith power.

Even a small mosquito is still meat! Zheng Zhuang believed that as long as he collected enough faith power, he would definitely be able to discover the truth.

Most importantly, none of these "ladyboys" I've encountered so far are good people!

In the past, transvestites injected hormones into their bodies, while the man in black infused demonic power into his body; the term "transvestite" is more apt.

Zheng Zhuang turned around, not even glancing at the man in black, clapped his hands, then walked to the fire and plopped down in his original spot.

He glanced at Ye Yuan and his wife, who were still in shock, and pointed to the roasted pheasant;

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Ye Yuan then came to his senses, pulled his wife to Zheng Zhuang's side, and bowed, saying:

"Thank you for saving my life, senior. My name is Ye Yuan, and this is my wife, Pan Feng."

When the little girl saw her parents coming over, she happily handed them the chicken leg that was covered in drool:

"Mom, have a chicken leg, it's delicious!"

Pan Feng gently took the little girl in her arms and smiled apologetically.

"Please excuse my humble appearance, senior. This is my daughter, Ye Ling'er. Ling'er, thank your uncle!"

"Call me brother!" Zheng Zhuang tore off a piece of breast meat and handed it to Ye Ling'er.

Ye Ling'er looked at the chicken in front of her, then at her mother, and finally said timidly:

"Thank you brother!"

A hint of helplessness flashed in Ye Yuan and Pan Feng's eyes, but Zheng Zhuang laughed heartily:

"This is right!"

Zheng Zhuang then pointed to the few remaining pheasants:

"You've been playing for so long, have something to eat."

The two thanked him quickly, but were too embarrassed to reach out and take it. Zheng Zhuang shook his head and had to tear off two more pieces, which Ye Ling'er then handed to them. Only then did they accept them.

Then, none of them spoke, and they just ate quietly.

After a while, Ye Yuan seemed to have finally made up his mind. He took out a translucent jade pendant from his pocket and respectfully handed it to Zheng Zhuang, saying:

"This is a jade pendant passed down in my Ye family. Please accept it, senior."

Zheng Zhuang laughed and said, "Is this what those people wanted to steal? Did you think I took action for this reason?"

Ye Yuan shook his head repeatedly, explaining in a flustered manner:

"No, no, no, senior, of course I don't covet this jade pendant. It's just that you saved my family's lives, and I really have no way to repay you."

Zheng Zhuang reached out and picked it up. He saw that the jade pendant was crystal clear and without any impurities. It was indeed a fine piece of jade. In the very center of the jade pendant was a flying sword about the width of a finger.

"Something from the Divine Sword Sect?" Zheng Zhuang was slightly surprised.

Zheng Zhuang had heard Qin Qianqian say that the Divine Sword Sect was the second largest cultivation sect in Cangzhou after the Sky-Supporting Sect, and that its disciples mostly practiced swordsmanship, hence the name.

"Senior, you also know about the Divine Sword Sect?"

Ye Yuan was somewhat surprised, but after a moment he showed an expression of understanding. This senior was so powerful that he must be a mysterious and unpredictable cultivator.

"That's right! It is said that an ancestor of the Ye family was once an outer disciple of the Divine Sword Sect and made great contributions. Therefore, the sect bestowed this token upon him, and with this jade pendant, one can join the Divine Sword Sect for cultivation."

--But unfortunately, due to the passage of time, although there was such a rumor in the clan, they did not know where the Divine Sword Sect was, so they simply preserved it as an ordinary family heirloom.

"However, wearing this jade pendant can calm the mind and is greatly beneficial to martial arts cultivation. My current level of skill is largely due to this jade pendant."

Zheng Zhuang nodded, then tossed the jade pendant to Ye Yuandao:

"This item is useless to me; you can keep it for yourself."

Ye Yuan hurriedly took it, puzzled, and asked:

"Senior, this..."

Zheng Zhuang sighed: "Very well, I see that little sister Ling'er has a clear mind and is quite intelligent. She should have the aptitude for cultivation. It is said that there is a deep valley in the south of Cangzhou, where clouds and mist linger all year round. The Divine Sword Sect is located in that valley. Why don't you take her there and try your luck?"

Ye Yuan hesitated for a moment, struggled internally, and then bowed deeply to Zheng Zhuang:

"Thank you for your guidance, senior!"

Who in the world doesn't want to become an immortal? Naturally, no one would want to let such an opportunity slip by.

After receiving the bow, Zheng Zhuang suddenly had an idea. He took out a peach blossom and gently placed it in Ye Ling'er's palm.

"Consider this peach blossom a small gift for our first meeting. Until we meet again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Yuan and Pan Feng saw Zheng Zhuang's figure begin to blur and then disappear like wisps of smoke.

This peach blossom was naturally picked from the old peach tree in the yard. Although the old peach tree wouldn't let Niu Daben touch a single leaf, it was very generous to Zheng Zhuang.

There's no way around it, we're just too poor!

Since he opened the restaurant, he has not lacked worldly money, but as a cultivator, he has no impressive magical artifacts or spiritual objects.

Think about the protagonists in the novels you've read before; weren't they all loaded with magical treasures and secret manuals?

To show off, you have to go all the way, especially after giving someone pointers and then giving them something as a gift; that instantly elevates your image.

Sending flowers is so nice, elegant and not at all tacky!

So he picked a lot of peaches from the old tree and carried them with him in case of emergency.

Ye Ling'er was curiously playing with the peach blossoms when she suddenly saw Zheng Zhuang disappear. She was instantly filled with a sense of loss, and this strong-willed girl finally burst into tears.

"elder brother!"

Ye Yuan realized what was happening and quickly shouted into the air:

"I still don't know your name, senior?"

Just as Ye Yuan was filled with regret, a voice seemed to come from a great distance, yet also seemed to be right next to his ear:

"I am Zheng Zhuang!"