Junior Uncle is too cunning.

Five years later, Chen Fusheng's cave dwelling.

"Ling'er, is your junior uncle here?" Tianxing asked.

"Oh, it's Senior Uncle Tianxing. He's been in seclusion at the Weapon Refining Peak for five years," Ling'er replied respectfully, holding fish food in her hand.

Did he tell you anything about leaving the pass?

Ling'er glanced at Xian'er, and the two shook their heads in unison.

"Alright then, when he comes out, tell him I'm looking for him and ask him to come find me."

“Okay,” Ling’er replied crisply.

"Then my senior uncle will be leaving first. Oh, by the way, here are some little trinkets that I casually crafted, which I'll give to you."

"Thank you, Uncle Master."

The two immortals bowed in unison to express their gratitude.

After Tianxing left, Ling'er asked boredly, "Xian'er, when do you think Junior Uncle will come out? All he does is go into seclusion all the time. Master and the others are like that too. Will everyone who becomes an immortal be like that? If that's true, it's really scary!"

"I don't know," Xian'er replied calmly, holding a hoe in her hand, and turned to go into the cave.

"Terrible? Little Ling'er, do you think cultivating immortality is child's play? If your boss finds out, hmph, you'll probably have to copy the 'Gou Jing' at least five hundred times. Just like your boss said, 'Only those who can endure loneliness can enjoy prosperity.'"

"How can someone so young, so afraid of this and that, grow up? But there is a way," Zhu Wu emerged from behind Lu Ling'er, walking on his hind legs, standing upright with his front hooves behind him, and scolding her in the same tone as Chen Fusheng.

Lu Ling'er jumped back first, and when she saw it was Zhu Wuneng, she immediately puffed out her cheeks and chased after him. She grabbed the pig's ear with one hand and took out a bottle of "Wuliangye" liquor with the other, asking in a stern voice, "Little pig, what were you saying just now?"

"No... I didn't say anything. I meant that cultivation doesn't necessarily require seclusion," the pig said, its eyes gleaming as it looked at the "Wuliangye" in Ling'er's hand. Since Chen Fusheng went into seclusion, the entire cave dwelling had been managed by Ling and Xian.

That's not the point, of course. The point is that he actually handed over "Wuliangye" to Lingxian and her companion. How could I, the dignified Lord Zhu, let two girls work so hard? I should take care of "Wuliangye." Then, Chen Fusheng handed "Wuliangye" to Lingxian and her companion in front of them, and specially instructed them that "it's hard to guard against a thief within the family." He even glanced at himself. This was simply an insult to the great Lord Zhu.

……

Over the course of five years, Zhu Wu managed to swindle ninety-eight bottles from Lu Ling'er through trickery and deception. This enabled Lu Ling'er to develop a master-level awareness of fraud prevention, and she was transformed from Uncle Zhu into "Little Pig".

Xian'er usually doesn't talk much, and even within ten meters, there's an aura of "No soliciting if you're not serious, and even if you are, please don't bother me." Zhu Wu had no choice but to shamelessly continue trying to seduce Lu Ling'er.

Lu Ling'er glanced at Xian'er who had walked away, put away the "Wuliangye" liquor, hugged Zhu Wuneng in her arms, her eyes darting around, and whispered, "Little pig, you tell me first. If it's true, this fairy will reward you with three days' worth of wine."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Wuneng's eyes lit up, and he trembled as he bargained, "No way, what do you think this is? A month's supply!" Judging from his voice, he was clearly suffering from severe alcohol poisoning.

A man and a pig stood at the door, muttering to themselves and occasionally shouting a few words. This bizarre scene immediately attracted the attention of many passersby. The women were curious, while the men were filled with murderous intent, their eyes fixed on Zhu Wuneng in Lu Ling'er's arms.

Ling Xian'er couldn't stand it any longer and said coldly, "Aren't you coming in yet!"

Upon hearing this, Ling'er and Zhu rushed inside. Ling'er was afraid because Xian'er held the power to give her good reviews. If she gave a bad review, her master and uncle would probably eat her alive.

Zhu Wu's fear is entirely due to "Wuliangye" (a type of Chinese liquor). He can't even outmaneuver Lu Ling'er, while Lu Ling'er is afraid of Xian'er. He's basically at the bottom of the food chain; life is tough for a pig!

Ling Xian'er kept her head down and silently weeded in the ecological park. Without even glancing at the two people who were still doing accounts, she directly informed them, "I won't be coming tomorrow. You can look after this yard for a few days!"

Ling'er jumped up immediately, "Why didn't you come? What happened?"

"Retreat."

"Are you... about to break through?"

"Um"

"Really? Xian'er, you're amazing! It's a pity Master said I still need some time, otherwise I would have gone with you."

Ling'er said happily, with the joy of a child whose parents are away on a business trip.

"Okay, once I emerge from seclusion, you must go into seclusion and not come out until you break through to the Nascent Soul stage."

"What? How is that possible? I'm not like you. I just reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining not long ago. I need to stabilize my Qi and wait for a while."

"Well, my seclusion this time will last about a year, which should be enough for you to consolidate your foundation."

"But……"

Ling Xian'er stood up abruptly, staring at Lu Ling'er and asking, "But what is it?"

"It's nothing, just relax and go into seclusion. I'll take care of the courtyard. I'll make sure the chickens, fish, and pigs are all fat and healthy, right?" Lu Ling'er patted Zhu Wuneng, who was secretly laughing.

Seeing that Ling Xian'er's gaze had also swept over, he immediately patted his chest and assured her, "Don't worry, Junior Sister Xian, with me watching over her, you just focus on your seclusion and don't be too anxious."

Ling Xian'er glanced at the two of them with unease, and began her seclusion with a mother's worry.

……

"Nephew Lu, is Junior Brother Daofu here?"

……

"Junior Sister Ling, is Junior Uncle here?"

"She's not here. Okay, then we'll just say Feng Jiu came by."

……

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed.

On the fourth underground level of the Weapon Refining Peak, Chen Fusheng slowly opened his eyes. The ground was covered with all kinds of weapons. He looked at them with satisfaction. If he hadn't run out of refining materials and spirit stones, he probably could have continued refining.

He touched the sword in his hand. This was one of his masterpieces in this weapon forging, the "Azure Edge Sword," a superior-grade acquired spiritual treasure. It was also the first superior-grade acquired spiritual treasure he had forged. It could be said that it represented Chen Fusheng's formal entry into the ranks of superior weapon forging masters, which would probably rank him in the top ten in the Spirit Treasure Sect.

He tapped it lightly, and the Azure Edge Sword made a crisp sound. He smiled with satisfaction. He finally had a decent offensive magic weapon. Now he wouldn't have to resort to using either the "Frost Flame," the "Wine Gourd," or hand-to-hand combat every time he attacked. It was dangerous and a bit ostentatious. Now, with his current level of cultivation, the Azure Edge Sword was more than enough.

He quickly picked up six Qingfeng swords from the ground, three low-grade and three mid-grade. He usually only needed to use the low-grade ones. The Heavenly Immortal realm was not too good, but not too bad either, just right.

He reached out and put on a spirit robe, took out a mirror, looked at himself, and nodded in satisfaction, "Still so handsome!"

This was a high-grade magical robe he had crafted, made from the leopard skin of a leopard-headed man. It not only possessed extremely high defensive capabilities but also perfectly inherited the leopard's stealth ability. As he activated his magic power, it slowly merged into his skin, forming a flesh-colored outer membrane. He then casually picked up a low-grade magical robe and put it on, hung the Qingfeng Sword (low-grade) at his waist, sorted and packed up the magical artifacts on the ground, and left the weapon-refining peak.

Just as he stepped out of the weapon-refining hall and was about to take another step, a voice came from behind him from afar, "Junior Brother Chen, Junior Brother Daofu, please wait a moment."

Hearing the voice, Chen Fusheng knew it was Tianxing. He stopped and looked at him from a distance. Compared to last time, Tianxing looked much younger. Upon closer inspection, he saw that he had indeed broken through to the early stage of True Immortal and had stabilized his position. It seemed that he had already broken through a long time ago.

He bowed to Tianxing and said happily, "Congratulations, Senior Brother! With another ten thousand years to go, the path to immortality is within reach!"

Tianxing was stunned for a moment before he remembered that Chen Fusheng was talking about his breakthrough. He quickly returned the greeting happily, "I still have to thank you for the 'Wuliangye', otherwise I'm not sure if I could have broken through. I should be thanking you!"

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Tianxing got straight to the point, saying, "Junior brother, why don't you come sit at my place for a while?"

Chen Fusheng originally intended to go home first and then visit Lingbao Pavilion in a few days, but since he was blocked by Tianxing, he went with the flow and said, "I'll just go to my senior brother's place for a cup of tea."

The two soon arrived at Lingbao Pavilion. As soon as they sat down on the second floor, Yang Fugui came in, bowed to them, served them two cups of tea, and then left.

Having not seen each other for a century, seeing the other person's composed greeting and knowing that his cultivation had already reached the eighth level of the Dao Integration Realm, I felt as if in a dream. I congratulated Tianxing, saying, "Congratulations, Senior Brother! There is a worthy successor!"

Tianxing waved his hand happily, "I'm still a bit worse than Feng Jiu and the others, but I'm still doing pretty well!"

I learned from Tianxing that since Chen Fusheng broke through to immortality, Lingbao Sect seems to have started a breakthrough wave. In a hundred years, as many as nine people have broken through to the immortal realm, including the new generation Feng Jiu and Lu Tian.

And several old celestial beings like Tianxing, riding the wave of "Wuliangye" (a famous Chinese liquor brand), have broken through to the level of true immortals.

The border between humans and demons has been quite peaceful for the past hundred years. Although there have been a few minor conflicts, they have all been quickly resolved.

However, the coastline has been turbulent lately, with waves crashing and the atmosphere tense, suggesting a potential conflict.

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