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“Immortal artifact!” Yi Qing who was holding the melon seeds was stunned briefly. He didn’t expect that there’d be an immortal artifact in the lower realm, though it was a lower-tier one.
“It’s the Soul Capturing Umbrella!” At the side, Fatty paled as he seemed to remember some horrific scenes as despair rushed into his eyes. The umbrella appeared as if it was about to activate as it sprang open.
One’s soul would die completely under the Soul Capturing Umbrella. Fellow Daoist Niu would die!
“Fatty, you…”
“Stop!” Before Shen Ying could finish speaking, Hui Ze stood up abruptly and rushed in directly. As he was rushing too fast, he tumbled and fell towards the front. He rolled along the road and pressed all the weeds and bushes to the ground.
Maybe because his entrance was so spectacular, everyone present at the scene stopped short to watch a meatball rolling over.
“Stop… stop!” Fatty didn’t even manage to get back to his feet when he cried out hurriedly towards the group of people with a face full of scratches and horror lingering in his eyes.
He panted as he got up rapidly and placed himself in front of Lonemoon. “Elders, you are mistaken. He didn’t do anything to me. I… I ran out myself.”
The group was stunned. They looked at one another for a long time, exchanging several looks, before they cupped their fists and saluted together in Fatty’s direction. “Greetings, Sect master!”
Lonemoon, “…”
Yi Qing: “…”
Shen Ying, “…”
What?
Didn’t they hear it wrong just now? Sect master? Fatty!
Fatty paid no heed to all these, but instead looked at the half-open umbrella above his head worriedly. He hurriedly said to the leading traveling immortal, “Elder Jin, this Fellow Daoist is just an itinerant cultivator whom I just met a few days ago and happened to become my travel partner to go and see the Southern Realm. He didn’t capture me and he’s not an evil person. You… may keep the Soul Capturing Umbrella first!”
Elder Jin frowned. A hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes. After a long while he still cupped his fists and replied, “Since Sect master says that it’s a misunderstanding, of course we will obey.” With that said, he raised a hand to make a seal and took back the immortal artifact.
Only the did Fatty let out a relieved sigh. He turned back to look at Lonemoon. He smiled naively once more, and said, “Sorry, Fellow Daoist, I have troubled you guys! They are here to fetch me back. These are all misunderstandings.”
“You are a sect master?” Lonemoon glanced at him up and down. He was actually a sect master. Was it “Blindness Sect”?
“Hahaha…” He laughed in an even more embarrassed manner. Scratching his head, he said, “Sorry for keeping it from you. I just… wanted to get out to walk around and take a look, without being restrained by them. That’s why I lied to you saying I offended Divine Imperial Sect and hid from them the whole way. I hope Fellow Daoist will not be offended.”
“We are very worried that Sect master is out alone.” That traveling immortal whose surname was Jin stepped forward directly and said disapprovingly, “This world is dangerous and people are unpredictable. Sect master has a special identity, please don’t risk leaving alone next time.” With that said, he gave Lonemoon a look meaningfully.
“I just wanted to relieve my boredom for a bit.” Fatty’s face fell, and he looked very unwilling. “I’ve stayed in the sect for more than ten years, it’s so boring.”
“If sect master wants to relieve boredom, you can send for us to accompany you. It’s really too dangerous for you to be alone.”
“I get it, I get it!” Fatty waved impatiently. “I won’t do it next time.”
Traveling immortal Jin frowned and continued, “Right now, the time is urgent. In seven days it will be the Grand Ceremony of the sect. Hope sect master will return with us back to the sect and manage the affairs.”
Fatty’s body stiffened, and perhaps it was an illusion, but his face seemed even paler. After a long while, he finally nodded and said, “Alright…”
With that said, he turned to Lonemoon behind him and said with somewhat guiltily, “Umm… Fellow Daoist Niu, I’ve troubled you these days, we’ll part ways now.”
“…” Who’s your Fellow Daoist Niu?”
Lonemoon looked at the people at the scene and his eyes darkened. “You are going back with them?”
“Yeah.” He smiled even more brightly. “There’s business back in the sect or they won’t look for be so anxiously. Of course I have to get back. We’ll meet again if we are fated.”
“Yup.” Lonemoon nodded. He tossed the vein pearl and then stuffed it back into his hand. “See you.”
Fatty wanted to give him the pearl, but remembering his earlier disgusted look, he took it back. Subconsciously he looked towards the woods at the side, but he stopped himself halfway. He turned and silently walked towards the cultivators.
Those cultivators still looked at Lonemoon with doubt. Perhaps there were really urgent businesses, or perhaps they didn’t want their displeasure with him known by Fatty, they said nothing more before flying off with Fatty directly.
“Not stopping him?” Shen Ying who just walked over said casually.
“He himself wanted to go, why should I stop him?” And his staying was a waste of good rice. “Besides, isn’t he the sect master of Divine Imperial Sect? Nothing will happen to him.”
Shen Ying looked at the group who flew further and further away. Her eyes darkened. Only after a long while did she reply, “Oh…”
“You finished with the lemon seeds?” Lonemoon gave the two heartless ones a stare.
“Nope.” Shen Ying opened her palm honestly, showing the remaining lemon seeds. “There’s a handful left. Wanna eat?”
“Get lost!” What the f*ck! Go to hell with your eating!
Lonemoon took a deep breath, suppressing the fire of anger in the bottom of his heart. Then, he flew up on his sword, “We’re off!”
“To where?”
“To bargain at the biggest immortal city!”
“Huh?” Why?
“Just got a pile of dharma artifacts from those people, go and sell them first!”
Shen Ying, “…”
Yi Qing: “…”
Alright, this was exactly Father Niu-style.
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Lonemoon spent six days, dragging a certain lazy person and running over more than ten immortal cities. They almost finished visiting all the well-known immortal cities in this world, but strangely, they still had no result. Let alone discovering abnormalities, even conflicts between sects were few because of Divine Imperial Sect’s singular superiority.
“Shit. Why on earth did the Heavenly Dao close the realm gate?” Lonemoon was a bit irritated. It does no good to keep looking blindly like this. He turned and gave Chef a look, “Chef, did you get anything from asking?”
“No.” Yi Qing shook his head.
“Could the Heavenly Dao have made a mistake?” Lonemoon frowned. “Program disorder or something? Closing the realm gate like this, who knows what’s wrong?
“I do,” Shen Ying suddenly said.
WHAT!
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Shocked, the two looked back at Shen Ying together.
Shen Ying explained with a deep voice, “Though nomological force isn’t conscious, it has the tendency to send warnings, which means that it would tell us the main cause of the problem on its own.”
“When did it tell us? How did it tell us?” Lonemoon looked totally confused.
“Eh?” Shen Ying tilted her head. “Didn’t I tell you all? Immediately after we arrived in this world, it had already sent the main cause of order disruption to the person with the highest authority.”
Highest authority? Shen Ying! So the main cause was…
“Fatty!” The two said together.
“That’s why I told you all to bring him!” Shen Ying bit her fruit.
Lonemoon, “…”
Yi Qing: “…”
They were suddenly worried about the future of their plane.
Can it hurt you to tell us earlier, for something so important!
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