The Northern Song Dynasty returned south, seeking the truth of the Dao.

As soon as the voice finished speaking, a figure dressed in black flew out of the forest. Wang Huanzhen looked closely and realized it was none other than the Old Monster Yin.

Hearing the commotion, the remaining bandits in the courtyard rushed out with their weapons. Unexpectedly, the old monster Yin landed among the crowd in just a few leaps.

Before Wang Huanzhen could see clearly, all the bandits screamed and flew away. They lay on the ground, vomiting blood, clearly dying. Yin Xinghai casually put his hands behind his back, turned around, and walked towards the carriage with a smile.

Wang Zhenhuan looked at his smile, but his heart was pounding. He closed the curtain, turned to look at Daoist Xuan Yangzi, and was about to ask a question when Yin Xinghai spoke first.

"These are chaotic times, and bandits roam the land. This is also the territory of my Azure Dragon Manor. It was my oversight, and I beg your forgiveness, Master!"

"I wouldn't dare, Master Yin, there's no need for such modesty. We've been fortunate to receive your care throughout our journey, from lodging to transportation, all thanks to your arrangements," Xuan Yangzi replied.

After Xuan Yangzi finished speaking, Wang Huanzhen helped him out of the carriage. Xuan Yangzi bowed to him, and Yin Xinghai returned the bow. Wang Huanzhen stood beside Xuan Yangzi, head bowed, saying nothing.

"I am ashamed, for I do need your help. Sir, it is not that I am pressing you, but there is a hidden reason. In my youth, I was impetuous and made many enemies."

Now that I'm old, and my children are disappointing, I fear that after I'm gone, my enemies will come knocking. My vast estate has no one to handle such a situation, so I have no choice but to swallow my pride and come to the Master for help.

Yin Xinghai didn't mention a word about how Daoist Xuan Yangzi had tricked him into returning to Jizhou. It was as if nothing had happened, and his words were earnest. If Wang Zhen hadn't already known what kind of person he was...

Upon first meeting him, one can truly be moved by his words. After listening, Xuan Yangzi shook his head and said to Yin Xinghai, "Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the will of Heaven, and cannot be defied. Master Yin, having traversed half your life, should understand this principle better than I do."

"What you say is absolutely right, Master. However, Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life. As the saying goes, the Great Dao is fifty, Heaven expands to forty-nine, and man escapes one. Now that the True Scripture has appeared, isn't it precisely to leave me a glimmer of hope?" Yin Xinghai said again.

"Master Yin should understand that although martial arts originated from Taoist and Buddhist scriptures, the Taoist methods of the three sects are different. Even if Master Yin obtains the true scripture, it is not certain that he will be able to break through the realm," Xuan Yangzi said calmly.

"That is indeed the case, but I, Yin, do not seek to break through to a higher realm. I only wish to see the true scripture. If I can obtain even a fraction of it, I am confident that I will break through to a higher realm within three years. I only ask that the true master be willing to lend me the true scripture to see."

"For the next three years, I will take care of the entire Taiqing Sect and am willing to donate 100,000 taels of silver to the sect!" Although Yin Xinghai's tone was earnest, he could not hide his determination to succeed.

His words seemed to be setting conditions and making a request to Xuan Yangzi. However, the underlying threat was obvious. Since he mentioned taking care of the Taiqing Sect, it meant that he already knew that the Taiqing Sect currently had no Daoists at the Tai Xuan realm.

Xuan Yangzi pondered for a long time after hearing his words. Only when Wang Huanzhen looked up at him did he speak, saying, "Master Yin is very kind. In that case, why not find a place...?"

Yin Xinghai was overjoyed upon hearing this, and with a smile, he cupped his hands in greeting to Xuan Yangzi, saying, "Master, you are too kind. This is not the place to talk. There is a town ten miles ahead, where I have prepared a banquet at a restaurant to await your arrival!"

"May the Heavenly Venerable grant you boundless blessings; it is only right that way," Xuan Yangzi said, cupping his hands in greeting.

Yin Xinghai returned the greeting with a cupped hand, turned around, and disappeared into the forest in a few leaps. Wang Zhenhuan, standing to the side, was both astonished and nervous. Seeing that Yin Xinghai had left, he couldn't help but ask.

"Sir, do you really intend to show him the true scriptures? But I burned the copy last night. How about this, I will go to meet him, and you, Daoist, should return to the Taiqing Sect and find someone to rescue me. Is that alright?"

"It's no use. Let's not even talk about how far away the Taiqing Sect is. How could a blind man like me escape the eyes and ears of the Yinxing Sea? What's meant to come will come sooner or later. Don't panic, get in the carriage," Xuan Yangzi comforted him.

Wang Zhenhuan was filled with trepidation. As he got into the car, he accidentally bumped his forehead and cut himself. Blood immediately streamed down his face. He didn't care about that, hastily wiped it with his sleeve, and hurriedly got into the car.

"Sir, is what Yin Xinghai said true? Does he really not have much time left to live? What is the cultivation level of the young master of Azure Dragon Manor?"

"I do not know how much longer he will live. But the young master of Azure Dragon Manor should now be at the Blue Qi Ascension stage. Although he is not the most outstanding among the younger generation, he is still exceptional. If nothing unexpected happens, he will surely enter the Purple stage within three years."

Xuan Yangzi shook his head and explained. Then he waved to Wang Huanzhen, signaling him to go and drive the carriage, and continued, "You must remember what I'm about to say."

"Yes, sir, please speak." Wang Zhen sat absentmindedly at the front of the carriage, stiffly picking up the whip. Just as he was about to strike, he remembered that the horse didn't need a whip. So he put down the whip and picked up the reins instead.

"When I left my sect, I relinquished the position of the next sect leader to my junior brother, Xuandezi. This scripture is crucial to the revival of the Taiqing Sect, so I entrust it to you."

"You must send the true scriptures back to the Taiqing Sect and personally hand them over to my junior brother, Xuandezi. At that time, he can accept you as a disciple on behalf of our master and arrange for you to become a disciple of my Taiqing Sect." Xuanyangzi said calmly.

"I will never forget, and I will personally hand it over to Daoist Xuandezi... Please rest assured, sir!" Wang Zhenzhen said in a hoarse voice, unable to hide his grief.

"I have already opened your Qi Sea. After I leave, you should find a secluded place to advance to the Seeking Truth Realm before heading to the Taiqing Sect. The Taiqing Sect is located in Taiqing Mountain in Wuling, a thousand miles away. Be sure to be careful on the way," Xuan Yangzi instructed again.

"Hmm..." Wang Zhenhuan's eyes reddened, and he could no longer speak coherently.

"Do not grieve for this humble Taoist. I was fortunate to be appreciated by my master and became a disciple of the Taiqing Sect. I was protected by the patriarch and survived. I found the true scriptures, and this journey is now complete."

"It's about time, get out of the car!" Xuan Yangzi said to him from inside the car.

"Sir, let me see you off. The road ahead is long, and the horse hasn't rested yet..." Wang Huanzhen said, his voice trembling with tears.

"Get off! Head west and don't look back!" Xuan Yangzi said lightly, then threw the dry rations out of the carriage.

Wang Huanzhen got off the carriage carrying the dry rations. He stood by the roadside like an abandoned child, watching the carriage drive away into the distance.

The autumn wind tousled his hair, and it also separated him and Xuan Yangzi. He turned and walked into the mountains, raising his head to stop his tears from falling, watching the white clouds drift across the mountaintops.

Suddenly I understood: this departure was a final farewell!