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

Chapter 272 Exposed
Meng San felt a chill run down her spine.

It clearly felt Song Nan's body suddenly tense up behind it.

Even I felt my heart start racing.

"I'm a little tired from traveling for days," Song Nan said first, his voice calm but slightly hoarse, as if trying to mask his inner turmoil with the most ordinary tone.

In the firelight, his eyes were lowered, and he looked weary and worn, but Meng San could sense that he was on high alert.

The man in black lingered on Song Nan for a while, then suddenly sneered and didn't press the matter further.

The air inside the room suddenly became heavy, almost tangible. Everyone subconsciously slowed their breathing, as if the slightest unusual sound would lead to a life-or-death struggle.

"I said, so what if they don't say anything? It's none of your business."

The silence was broken by Zhao Baoshan's impatient rant, "I told you to catch a divine beast, what's the point of you staring at an ordinary father and son? The elders said we're not allowed to harm mortals in the name of fighting! It would damage our merits and affect our future ascension."

"What divine beast? It's just a demon!" The man in black frowned. "And it's not about capturing it, it's about killing it outright!"

"Harm mortals?" The man in black sneered. "Who knows if they're mortals or not?"

"You're such a paranoid person!" Zhao Baoshan couldn't help but complain again.

"Father, is the monster they're talking about really the pretty sister who saved us back then?" Xiu Xiu's voice rang out again.

"Shut up!" As if he had finally reached his limit, the man in black suddenly shouted.

It's unclear whether he was scolding Zhao Baoshan or the young girl.

"Hmph." For some unknown reason, a disdainful smile suddenly appeared on the face of the man in black.

“If you want to get that herb, I have a way,” he said, turning his gaze to Xiuxiu and her father.

"What?" the man suddenly exclaimed excitedly.

Zhao Baoshan also stopped talking and turned his gaze to him.

"Catch that dream-eating demon, kill it, and the reward behind the kill order is beyond your wildest imagination! You'll be able to get all sorts of herbs and treasures, and even a more beautiful wife!" As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black burst into laughter.

"Father! Don't listen to him!" Xiuxiu, who understood, immediately hugged the man and cried, "Sister Tang Ling saved us, and Sister Tang Ling saved them too! When I was little, you taught me that what they did was ungrateful! Xiuxiu doesn't want Father to become like that! Xiuxiu doesn't want Father to find someone else either. Father, don't you want Mother anymore?"

The girl's cries, mingled with the sound of rain, sounded especially desolate.

Chan Yuan frowned slightly. "Song Er, isn't that a bit too much?"

The black-clad cultivator named Song Er seemed somewhat wary of Chan Yuan. He glared fiercely at Zhao Baoshan before withdrawing his gaze.

Taking advantage of this moment, Song Nan subtly moved, silently shielding Meng San behind him with a swift and discreet action.

The heated debate finally subsided.

As night fell, everyone was weary from their journey and somewhat tired. Soon, the fire was extinguished by someone, and soft snores rose and fell throughout the temple.

Song Nan hadn't slept.

In the darkness, his mind remained tense, secretly recuperating. Meng San was the same.

Its magical power was suppressed in the forest, but after some recuperation, it has recovered somewhat.

But it's unclear when things will return to normal.

They completely failed at the crucial moment.

However, the remaining spiritual energy is enough.

It secretly disregarded this group and used its magic to hypnotize them.

For dream eaters, weaving dreams to put people to sleep is an incredibly easy task.

The two used their powerful divine senses to investigate, and once everyone had fallen asleep, they prepared to set off.

The rain outside the temple intensified, showing no signs of abating.

Meng San followed Song Nan and got up. The two of them had just tiptoed to the door and were about to step out when they were stopped by someone.

In the darkness, a middle-aged man wearing a straw hat stood silently outside the door. Song Nan's pupils contracted; he hadn't even noticed anyone outside.

Also, when did he leave?
He suddenly stopped in his tracks.

It seems he was being presumptuous; these men in black were actually quite formidable.

"We just received news that Elder Mutian of the Guiyuan Sect's Danzong branch had captured the Dream Eater, but he was rescued. The Guiyuan Sect members said that the person who rescued Meng San was coming in this direction."

The man in black remained standing in the rain, his tall figure firmly blocking the temple entrance.

His expression was indistinct beneath the hood, but Meng San could clearly sense that his gaze was piercing and fixed on the two of them.

"Why are you two going out alone so late at night?" The man in black suddenly raised his voice, which was full of energy and contained spiritual power, possessing a power that could awaken people.

The people behind me were clearly awakened, and some had already started cursing in their sleep.

"What are you doing?" A voice rang out from inside the temple.

People gradually got up.

"Strange, wasn't I meditating? How did I fall asleep?"

"Me too!"

"Lin Shao, you were supposed to keep watch, why are you sleeping like a log?"

"You're the pig! I'm wondering how I even fell asleep."

"Something's not right, there must be something wrong!"

"Yes, we were all sleeping so soundly, someone must have tampered with it!"

At this moment, everyone's attention was drawn to the three people outside the door.

Everyone else was fast asleep, so the few people still standing awake in front of the door were clearly not quite right.

Meng San wanted to pretend to have just woken up, but the black-clad monk in front of her would definitely expose her.

There's no need to install it anymore.

Song Nan was clearly aware of this as well. He had already begun to exert his strength, and as the increasingly suspicious gazes of the crowd gathered around him, he suddenly set off and rushed out of the temple.

"Quickly, chase after them! Better to kill ten thousand innocent people than let one guilty person go free!" The man in black outside the door thought that Song Nan and his companion would try to argue a bit more, but Song Nan suddenly moved and was jostled aside. He hurriedly shouted for his men to give chase.

"What do you mean 'wrongful killing'! They ran away because they were guilty. I think there's definitely something wrong with those two!"

As they spoke, the black-clad cultivators unleashed their magical artifacts and gave chase.

Zhao Baoshan was the last to get up, and by the time he realized what had happened, he was already cursing as he chased after them.

However, the content of his insults was quite different from the others.

"Damn it, she even lied to me! This Tang Ling is so impatient! She secretly sent me a telepathic message, so I could have secretly given her directions, right?"

The last sentence was spoken softly, clearly a complaint he was making to himself.

He seemed to be somewhat annoyed, blaming himself for not discovering it sooner.

"Alright, if we don't chase after them now, your good friend is really going to get caught."

As they spoke, the two had already flown out of the temple.

Looking at the back of the man in black in front of him, Zhao Baoshan immediately shamelessly flew to Chanyuan's side and said.

"How can I possibly stand up to them all by myself?" Zhao Baoshan said. "Master, I know you care about me the most. You can't bear to see me and my friends suffer injustice. Tang Ling is definitely a good person."

"I don't know if she's a good person, but she's definitely a demon." Chan Yuan lifted her eyelids and glanced at him.

“Whether someone is a demon or not, we can’t condemn them outright!” Zhao Baoshan said. “I think this execution order is too harsh. Elder Lu will definitely regret it later.”

“You’ve already mentioned Elder Lu. He has disciples in the Heavenly Realm. I’m just a woman, how could I dare to go against him?” Chan Yuan glanced at Zhao Baoshan. “I can only promise not to interfere. You should feel sorry for your friend, but also for your master.”

Hearing this, Zhao Baoshan fell silent.