After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 271 The Mute Father and Son
A fierce wind swept in, and rain flew wildly, pounding against the dilapidated temple gate and the drafty windows, blurring everything outside.

Everything inside the temple was somewhat hazy in the firelight. Some people were hidden in the darkness, while others' faces flickered in the firelight, making it impossible to discern their expressions.

Some people lay down to rest as soon as they came in, and were already snoring softly.

The girl and the man continued their conversation.

The man's gaze seemed to sweep over the people around him, and his tone was tinged with apprehension as he spoke, "What fairy sister? Xiuxiu, you've got it wrong."

"It's that fairy sister who brought me back to my parents after I got lost at the apprentice-acceptance ceremony. She saved many people, and they all say that she is Tang Ling from the Ancient Banyan Garden."

At some point, only Xiuxiu's voice remained in the temple.

Zhao Baoshan chuckled, "Little sister, do you know Tang Ling from our Lingxian Sect's Ancient Banyan Garden?"

"What Ancient Banyan Garden Tang Ling? It's clearly a demonic beast!" Another young woman in black spat. "This demonic beast even killed Elder Liu of your Lingxian Sect. Zhao Baoshan, do you have no heart?"

"Did you witness whether he was killed or not?" Zhao Baoshan rolled his eyes. "Maybe he was framed."

"Your sect elders personally issued the execution order, and you still dare to question it?" someone sneered.

Zhao Baoshan stopped talking and continued to ask the girl, "You also think that Sister Tang Ling isn't a bad person, right?"

Xiuxiu nodded, "Yes, does being a demon automatically make you a bad person? She even saved so many people!"

Meng San remembered.

This is the little girl who gave her that kapok flower at the apprenticeship ceremony.

Beside her was her father, but her mother was nowhere to be seen.

“I still remember this brother!” Xiuxiu pointed to one of the men in black. “He was with us at the apprentice-acceptance ceremony and was also saved by Sister Tang Ling!”

The young man, whose face flushed red and then pale after being pointed at by Xiuxiu, pursed his lips and finally managed to utter, "Little sister, you've mistaken me for someone else."

"Did you admit your mistake?" Xiuxiu tilted her head.

"Alright, Xiuxiu, stop talking," Xiuxiu's father said. "Let's rest well and go out to gather herbs once the rain stops."

Xiuxiu seemed to remember something, and her little face immediately became gloomy. She lost all interest in talking about Tang Ling.

Meng San's gaze swept across the young man's face, but he didn't remember him much. He only noticed the fleeting shame and anger on the young man's face after Xiu Xiu mentioned him, and seemed to understand something.

"Little sister, what are you and your father doing here in this desolate wilderness?" one of the two boys suddenly asked.

The girl looked worried when this was mentioned.

“Mother… Mother is sick, we’ve come to gather herbs for her.” As she finished speaking, her eyes were already red.

"I see." The boy's face showed sympathy, and he looked at the girl's father. "I wonder what kind of herbs your wife needs for her illness. Perhaps we have some information about herbs here."

Another boy nudged him with his arm, clearly not wanting him to meddle in other people's business.

But the boy kept staring at the girl's father, oblivious to everything else.

The girl's father also looked worried, completely unaware of the subtle interaction between the two boys. After hesitating for a moment, he sighed, "It's longevity grass."

"Isn't this...the legendary herb?" The young man looked surprised.

"A legendary herb?" Zhao Baoshan asked curiously. "I've never heard of such a herb before." "You're not from the Pill Sect, so you probably don't know many herb names," Chan Yuan said, rolling her eyes at him.

"This herb is called the 'legendary herb' mainly because its growth and whereabouts are unpredictable, making it very mysterious and difficult to find," the young man said.

"I've heard that each herb has its own unique growth habits, so how can there be any claim that they are unpredictable?" Zhao Baoshan asked one question after another, like a child with many questions.

In fact, many people present had the same question, but they just didn't ask it aloud.

"That's what makes it so mysterious. You can find it on the edge of a steep cliff, or in a place where the water is lush and the flowers and trees are abundant, or even in any corner by the roadside... In short, it can grow anywhere, but it is extremely rare." The young man explained patiently, which surprised Meng San. She didn't expect him to be so familiar with herbs.

Or perhaps they are simply familiar with this herb.

"So that's why your whereabouts are so uncertain?" Zhao Baoshan suddenly realized, scratching his head. "People get sick when they move to a new place; this herb is really strange."

“A great master of alchemy once tried to study the growth habits of this kind of herb. He tried his best to find commonalities in the places where this herb had appeared, but it was all in vain,” the young man said with a smile. “However, I do have some information about the whereabouts of this herb.”

Upon hearing this, the father and daughter's eyes lit up instantly. "Where is it!"

They asked the question almost in unison.

Just as the boy was about to speak, he was elbowed by the boy next to him.

"Alright, alright, I'll just tell them quietly." The boy who was being supported by the arm looked impatient, then leaned over to the father and daughter, turned his head and whispered a few words.

The father and daughter's initial hope gradually turned into disappointment.

"In a place like this, we simply..."

“Indeed, it’s very difficult to come out of a place like this alive unless you have the help of a master. However, I’m sure that this herb will definitely be available there within a few years.” The young man patted his chest, seemingly very confident in his source of information.

Meng San knew that the place he was talking about was a forbidden area, a place where the father and daughter could enter but not leave alive.

Pity.

"What a busybody!" another boy said impatiently. "Don't forget why we're here!"

The expressions on everyone's faces varied when this was mentioned.

Meng San clearly sensed that Song Nan was somewhat wary.

But for some reason, perhaps because she possessed the little black dog and also had animalistic sensitivity, she did not feel any danger from the two boys.

On the contrary, the other men in black, besides Zhao Baoshan, must have come for her.

The group of men in black were clearly quite strong, especially the one in charge. Even Chan Yuan, an elder of the sect, dared not offend him, which speaks volumes about his strength.

We need to find a chance to leave as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, with the constant sound of rain and thunder outside, leaving at this time would certainly arouse suspicion.

And that's often how it is.

What I feared most came to pass.

Just as everyone fell silent once again, the leader of the men in black suddenly glanced at Meng San, his eyes sharp as knives, his expression unreadable in the firelight.

"You two haven't spoken a word since just now, have you?"