We bear people have power

The handwriting is indeed very ugly, because it was written by Guan Bo.

It's not Baiwa'er's fault; a soul can't hold a pen, so Guan Bo wrote it for him. Lingxiu despised him for a long time because of this: "Your handwriting is so ugly, yet you insist on writing. Isn't that crazy?"

Gongsun Jing also sighed, "You can clearly write such good poems, so why is your handwriting so ugly?"

Guan Bo retorted, "What do you know? Everyone's handwriting is the result of practice. You only see that my handwriting is ugly, but you don't see how hard I work?"

Hearing Guan Bo's words, Xiong Shan Jun, who was carrying three people on his back, finally admitted defeat and thought to himself, "No wonder he doesn't need to be a mount. I can't even begin to compare to his shamelessness."

As Guan Bo was leaving, Nie Shuhuan carefully put the silk close to his body, then pushed open the door and walked out into the morning sun.

His half-mad father was still squatting in front of the thatched hut, muttering something to himself.

Nie Shuhuan walked over to his father and said, "You raised me for thirteen years, but you also imprisoned me for thirteen years to save face. Although that knife was used on Xiaobai, you wanted to kill me. I will not seek revenge, but from now on, our father-son relationship is severed."

Bai Wa'er not only transferred the bones to Nie Shuhuan's body, but also seemed to have transformed his entire spirit and energy. He was no longer as weak and frail as before, and his eyes held more determination and courage.

Having said all that, Nie Shuhuan had no more lingering thoughts and walked into the village.

Most of the villagers didn't recognize Nie Shuhuan, who had stood up again, and they were frantically searching for the escaped Baiwa'er. Nie Shuhuan didn't care; he simply asked around for the whereabouts of Master Liaoyi.

The poor Master Liaoyi was still eagerly waiting for Guan Bo to impart his teachings to him, hoping to use the incomplete Five Thunder Orthodox Method for revenge. Little did he know that Guan Bo, after reciting a poem, became so excited that he completely forgot about him. It wasn't until Nie Shuhuan came to his door that he glanced at the boy, who was only ten years old, and immediately realized that this child was quite extraordinary.

His brilliance was understated, making him appear like a cultivator who had successfully cultivated Qi and was about to enter the Foundation Establishment stage. It was a pity for Master Liaoyi, who had wasted decades to barely reach the Foundation Establishment stage; it was truly a case of comparing oneself to others.

"May I ask if you are Master Liaoyi in person?" Nie Shuhuan asked politely.

“Indeed, young man, and who are you?” Master Liaoyi asked curiously.

Nie Shuhuan did not answer, but moved closer, and before Master Liaoyi could react, he punched him in the nose.

The punch was extremely powerful, instantly causing Master Liaoyi to bleed from the nose and shed tears, while his head spun.

Nie Shuhuan didn't hold back and launched into a brutal beating. Although he hadn't learned any martial arts, Nie Shuhuan inherited the skeleton that the White Bone Demon had cultivated for many years, giving him astonishing natural strength. This beating nearly killed Master Liaoyi.

Seeing that Master Liaoyi was powerless to resist, Nie Shuhuan stopped and explained to him, "You cultivators are blind, misjudging the wise and foolish, and even disregarding human life. This beating was to avenge Xiaobai. But considering that you acted out of kindness and did not swindle money, I will spare your life. Be careful in the future."

After delivering this righteous speech, Nie Shuhuan let out a long breath and then left Beiwang Village, heading into the depths of the dense forest. His purpose was to find out why the birds and beasts had distanced themselves from Beiwang Village. Only by resolving this fundamental issue could Baiwa'er be truly exonerated and the cause and effect resolved.

Just as Nie Shuhuan entered the mountain alone, Guan Bo had already arrived at the territory of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain. Following the directions given by the Great Sage, Guan Bo quickly found the legendary desolate land.

But what I saw before me was not some desolate wilderness, but a rather bustling town.

"Are you sure you haven't gone to the wrong place?" Gongsun Jing asked, somewhat puzzled.

Legend has it that the sacred sites of powerful beings are usually located in remote and secluded places, and I have never heard of them being in densely populated and bustling areas.

Guan Bo was also a little unsure, but based on the location pointed out by the Great Sage, it was undoubtedly this small town.

Gongsun Jing frowned and asked Guan Bo, "How long has it been since the Great Sage last came here? A Great Sage of the Demon Clan can cultivate for hundreds of years at a time; the world could change drastically by then."

Guan Bo thought to himself, "That makes perfect sense."

"Wait a minute, let me calculate this era. The Great Sage was born in the Spring and Autumn Period, and soon after he arrived at Lingtai Fangcun Mountain. And now it's the Tang Dynasty... Oh my god, that's over a thousand years ago."

After counting on his fingers for a long time, Guan Bo was speechless at the result.

Looking back now, if Monkey King were to return to this place and sing "A Thousand Years Later," the scene would definitely be quite spectacular.

But now is not the time to imagine the return of the Monkey King; the key is how to find the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

"How about we ask these people for information?" Gongsun Jing suggested.

"To be honest, Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is a blessed land, the place where Bodhi Patriarch cultivated. How could mortals know that?" Guan Bo said with a bit of helplessness.

"So, according to you, how did the Great Sage find it back then?" Lingxiu asked curiously.

“He is…” Guan Bo was about to say that the Great Sage had asked a woodcutter for directions and that’s how he found out the location of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain. But that woodcutter was just a mortal; after all these years, he’d probably be nothing but bones. And saying it now would be like slapping himself in the face.

Guan Bo decisively changed the subject, saying, "Let's try anything, even if it's a dead end. Let's ask someone."

He immediately jumped off Xiongshanjun and flew towards the town.

"Why did you suddenly agree?" Gongsun Jing asked curiously.

Lingxiu knew Guan Bo quite well. She wrinkled her nose, snorted, and then said, "He must know he said something wrong. This stinky panda always tries to change the subject when he says something wrong."

Gongsun Jing found it amusing and urged Xiong Shanjun to chase after them.

He had initially thought that immortal mountains were hard to find, just as cultivators were extremely rare among mortals. But when Guan Bo stepped into this small town, he was immediately dumbfounded.

Why do you think that is? Because everyone in this town, regardless of age or gender, possesses cultivation. At a glance, everyone is at the Qi Refining stage, with the occasional Foundation Establishment cultivator passing by quickly.

Guan Bo counted them and found that he had seen more than thirty cultivators in just a short time.

However, they looked no different from ordinary people, some doing business, some strolling around, without any of the attire or demeanor of cultivators.

Guan Bo rubbed his eyes, almost thinking he was seeing things, but the spiritual energy on these people was completely undisguised, so there was no way to mistake it.

Standing before a noodle vendor, Guan Bo composed himself and asked, "Brother, do you know how to get to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and Xieyue Sanxing Cave?"

The vendor glanced at Guan Bo and then said, "Are you from out of town? I've never seen you before."

“Yes, I just arrived in this town today, and it has truly broadened my horizons,” Guan Bo tentatively asked.

"What do you need Fangcun Mountain for?" the vendor asked again.

"Of course, I'm going to seek immortality and enlightenment," Guan Bo answered honestly.

"Hey, why seek the Dao at Fangcun Mountain? You're blind to the true nature of a person." The vendor smiled mysteriously, then turned over the dough figurine stall to reveal another sign with four large characters written on it—Bodhi's Direct Lineage.

"Brother, I see you have extraordinary talent; you're quite a promising individual. Come and learn cultivation from me," the dough figurine vendor said, patting Guan Bo on the shoulder.

Guan Bo felt a sudden, agonizing pain. What was wrong with this world? It was one thing for cultivators to be walking the streets, but what was with this knock-off and unlicensed business?

Seeing Guan Bo's disdainful and skeptical expression, the dough figurine vendor didn't seem to mind and skillfully promoted his wares: "Looks like you won't know my abilities until I show you. Hurry, hurry, by the law, water, come!"

The vendor drew talismans in the air with his fingers, his use of spiritual energy quite smooth, at least more professional than Master Liaoyi's half-baked attempt. As soon as the talisman was completed, a thin stream of water fell into the dough on the stall, and then the vendor kneaded it with both hands, actually shaping a lifelike dough figurine in the likeness of Guan Bo.

After watching the performance, Guan Bo had to give a thumbs up and say, "Brother, that was amazing!"

"Brother, you know your stuff. My ability to condense water from the void is absolutely top-notch. So, are you willing to learn cultivation from me? For just three taels of silver, I'll teach you the authentic secret techniques of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain," the vendor said smugly.

"No, what I mean is that your dough figurine making skills are superb. Here are three taels of silver, I'll take the dough figurine." Guan Bo slapped down three taels of silver and quickly ran away.

The vendor was still shouting from behind, "Wait, I haven't taught you the secret technique yet!"

Although the vendor was an honest businessman, Guan Bo didn't stop and quickly ran away.

Looking back at the town, Guan Bo felt utterly horrified. Everywhere—restaurants, teahouses, clothing stores, stationery shops—was plastered with signs proclaiming "Fangcun Mountain Secret Recipe" and "Sanxing Cave True Teaching"... What kind of town was this? It was clearly a tourist area themed around Lingtai Fangcun Mountain!

Undeterred, Guan Bo continued inquiring on the street. He was then approached four times with offers of cultivation techniques, ranging from one to three taels of silver. Someone even recommended a dual cultivation method, but Guan Bo, seeing that the woman was nearly fifty and had a waist as thick as a bucket, immediately lost interest in even asking the price.

Before long, Gongsun Jing and the others arrived in the town. They found Guan Bo and asked, "Have you found Lingtai Fangcun Mountain?"

Guan Bo pointed to the street and said, "This whole area is like that."

Then, everyone was dumbfounded.

After a while, Guan Bo said with certainty, "I think Brother Monkey is fooling me. How could this place be a celestial paradise? Who can just buy cultivation secrets for three taels of silver? Isn't this a rip-off?"

Just as he was about to go to Flower Fruit Mountain to ask the Great Sage for an explanation, he heard a shout from afar: "Guan Bo! Look over here! Look over here!"

Turning around, he saw an incredibly handsome man striding towards him with half a roast chicken in his hand. It must be said, even with his mouth covered in grease, his good looks remained undiminished.

It's the kind of handsome that doesn't need to say or do anything; just standing there is enough to make women scream.

And this handsome guy is an old acquaintance of Guan Bo.