In Zhu Xian, people start to rise from plundering entries

Su Han spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air and crashed heavily to the ground.

Lu Xueqi was in no better shape; her face was pale, clearly indicating that she had suffered internal injuries.

With just one move, they were completely routed!
Biyao struggled to her feet, stood in front of Su Han, and gritted her teeth, saying, "Old monster, come at me if you dare!"

Master Chixia looked at her coldly, as if she were an ant.

"Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish."

He slowly raised his hand, and a blazing fireball condensed in his palm, radiating a destructive aura.

Su Han's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He tried to get up, but his whole body was in excruciating pain, and he couldn't move.

Lu Xueqi mustered her spiritual power, wanting to make another move, but the Tianya Divine Sword became incredibly heavy.

Just as Biyao was about to perish, a sudden change occurred!

A clear, melodious poem drifted from afar:

"The heaven and earth have righteous energy, and are mixed and endowed with manifolds. Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars."

As the poem was recited, a righteous aura descended from the sky, transforming into a curtain of light that blocked Biyao's path.

The fireball of True Immortal Chixia struck the light screen and vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea!
"Who goes there?" Master Chixia's expression changed, and he shouted sharply.

Under the moonlight, a scholar in a blue robe stepped through the air, his face refined and elegant, holding a book in his hand. He was none other than Manager Wang of Yuelai Inn!
However, at this moment, Manager Wang's temperament was completely different from before. He exuded a powerful and righteous aura, just like a great Confucian scholar!
"Manager Wang?" Su Han was both surprised and delighted.

Shopkeeper Wang landed in the center of the room, first nodding to Su Han, then looking at True Person Chixia and saying indifferently, "Fellow Daoist Chixia, it's been many years. How have you been?"

Master Chixia stared intently at Manager Wang, an expression of disbelief on his face.

"It's you? Wang Shouren! You're still alive!"

Wang Shouren smiled slightly: "I have not yet enlightened the world, how dare I easily face death?"

When Li Fen and the others heard the name "Wang Shouren," their expressions changed drastically.

“Master Yangming? The last sage of Confucianism five hundred years ago?” Li Fen exclaimed, “How is that possible!”

Wang Shouren, also known as Yangming, was the last great master of Confucianism five hundred years ago. His cultivation was extraordinary, and he was once known as one of the three great masters of his time, along with Qingye Zhenren of Qingyun Sect and Puzhi Shenseng of Tianyin Temple.

But it is said that he passed away three hundred years ago, so how did he end up here and become an innkeeper?
Master Chixia's expression shifted repeatedly before he finally said in a deep voice, "Wang Yangming, this matter has nothing to do with you, why bother getting involved?"

Wang Shouren shook his head: "My friend Su and I are destined to meet. His affairs are my affairs."

He glanced at the disciples of Fenxiang Valley around him and sighed, "Moreover, you are bullying the weak with your numbers, which is truly against morality. Since I have encountered this, I cannot sit idly by."

Master Chixia laughed in fury: "Fine! Fine! Since you insist on interfering, then let this old man see how much skill you, a Confucian sage, still possess after three hundred years!"

After saying that, flames erupted around him again, and he transformed into a fiery meteor, rushing straight towards Wang Shouren!

Wang Shouren remained calm and unfurled the scroll in his hand, proclaiming loudly, "My heart is bright, what more is there to say?"

As he spoke, the surrounding space suddenly brightened, not by the light of torches or moonlight, but by a light that came from within!

Under this light, the raging flames of True Immortal Chixia seemed to have met their nemesis and quickly subsided!

"The Light of the Mind? You actually cultivated the Light of the Mind!" True Immortal Chixia was shocked and hurriedly retreated.

Wang Shouren stood with his hands behind his back and smiled slightly, "Fellow Daoist Chixia, do you wish to fight again?" Chixia Zhenren's face was ashen as he stared intently at Wang Shouren. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fenxiang Valley will remember this humiliation! Let's go!"

Having said that, he ignored Li Fen and the others, transformed into a streak of fire, and disappeared into the sky!

Li Fen and the others exchanged glances, and in the end, they could only glare hatefully at Su Han and his two companions before retreating in a sorry state with their disciples.

In the blink of an eye, the valley that was just filled with murderous intent was now empty except for Su Han, his two companions, and Wang Shouren.

Su Han struggled to his feet and bowed deeply to Wang Shouren: "Thank you for saving my life, senior!"

Wang Shouren waved his hand, and his righteous aura gradually subsided, transforming him back into an ordinary scholar.

"No need for formalities." He glanced at the fragment of the Samsara Mirror in Su Han's hand, a strange light flashing in his eyes. "This item is of great importance; you should take care of yourself."

Su Han's heart stirred, and he asked, "Senior, do you know the origin of this Reincarnation Mirror?"

Wang Shouren pondered for a moment and said, "This is an ancient secret, and I don't know much about it. I've only heard that the Reincarnation Mirror is related to the secrets of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. If we can collect them all, we might be able to glimpse the secret to immortality."

He glanced southeast, his gaze meaningful: "The ancient bronze temple you're looking for might be related to a legend in the southern borderlands."

"Southern Xinjiang?" Su Han seemed to be thinking.

Wang Shouren nodded, but said nothing more. Instead, he took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and handed it to Su Han.

"There are three 'Rejuvenation Pills' inside, which have a good healing effect."

He glanced at the sky again and said, "It's almost dawn, I should head back. The inn can't be left unattended."

Su Han accepted the porcelain bottle and said gratefully, "I will never forget your great kindness, senior!"

Wang Shouren smiled and said, "If fate allows, we will meet again."

After saying this, his figure gradually faded and eventually disappeared.

They come without a trace and go without a trace, just like immortals.

Biyao looked in the direction where Wang Shouren had disappeared and murmured, "I never imagined that the legendary Master Yangming was still alive, and even running an inn in Heyang City..."

Lu Xueqi said softly, "I heard that Master Yangming traveled the world three hundred years ago in order to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, and then disappeared without a trace. It turns out that he was training in the mortal world."

After taking the Rejuvenation Pill, Su Han felt a warm current flow through his body, and his injuries were immediately mostly healed.

He handed the porcelain bottle to Lu Xueqi and Biyao, and had them take the pill as well.

“Mr. Yangming mentioned the southern border, it seems our next destination is there,” Su Han said.

Lu Xueqi nodded: "The Hundred Thousand Mountains of Southern Xinjiang are indeed said to contain ancient relics."

Biyao's injuries had healed slightly, and she regained her liveliness, laughing, "Perfect timing! Our Ghost King Sect has some influence in the Southern Frontier, so perhaps we can be of help."

Su Han looked at the pale dawn breaking in the east and took a deep breath.

A new day has begun, but their journey is far from over.

The road ahead may be more treacherous, but with companions and a goal, we have nothing to fear.

"Let's go, let's rest in the nearest town first, and then head to Southern Xinjiang!" (End of Chapter)