Immortality Cultivation: Fellow Daoists, please live for two more episodes!

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Why are you back again?

Didn't that mysterious person take away the Dao Foundation?

He plunged into the depths of his consciousness to look through Zhao Donglai's last screen recording: the image was frozen at the entrance of the stone building, the moment the man bent down to pick up the brocade box.

He played it in reverse frame by frame.

The mysterious man picked up the brocade box and then stuffed it into his sleeve.

No problem...

Wait, Zhou Youyuan saw it clearly now. What he slipped into his sleeve was a brocade box, but the jade pendant…

???

When did Zhao Donglai take the jade pendant out of the brocade box and hide it on his waist?

Whether the mysterious person was simply unaware or lacked the power to manipulate Jiang Yuheng, they failed to notice this.

It wouldn't have mattered much; it would have just been a matter of bending down to pick it up again.

But he obviously couldn't have foreseen that Zhou Youyuan possessed a copy of "The Record of Sending Off the Dead," which could inherit the deceased's estate.

At the moment Zhao Donglai died, everything around him, including the jade pendant hidden at his waist, was determined by the funeral records to be his "inheritance" and was transferred to Zhou Youyuan.

The innate Yin-Yang Dao foundation.

It's back again.

Zhou Youyuan lay on the communal bed, staring at the glaring text on the mental panel, his expression going through the entire process from shock to anger, and then from anger to numbness.

After a long pause, he pulled the drafty blanket over his face and muttered a curse:

"Damn it, God, did I owe you something in my past life...?"

I may want to cry but I can't, but life goes on.

Zhou Youyuan spent the entire night reassessing his situation.

Good news: My cultivation has broken through to the third level of Qi Refining, giving me the ability to protect myself, and my spirit stone reserves have also increased considerably.

Bad news: The innate Yin-Yang Dao foundation has returned, and this time bomb is still hanging around his neck. Moreover, the causal chain is now even more chaotic than before.

The person who handled it went from Chen Changsheng to Li Xiaoyu, from Li Xiaoyu to Zhao Donglai, from Zhao Donglai to Jiang Yuheng, and then from Jiang Yuheng's knife bounced back to him.

After going around in circles, we've returned to where we started.

Even worse news: he can no longer use the identity of "Chen Changsheng," the servant he is currently using.

The reason is simple: Zhao Donglai is dead.

If the manager of a medicine garden dies in his own stone building, regardless of who did it, the Medicine Palace will send people down to investigate.

The first step in the investigation would inevitably be to take stock of all the servants under Zhao Donglai's jurisdiction.

He hides his true nature well on the surface, but he can't stand up to scrutiny at all.

Whether it was the black-robed men from the joint miscellaneous market who secretly released the "Spirit Gathering Technique" to scheme against Zhao Donglai.

Or perhaps he actually possesses the cultivation level of the third level of Qi Refining.

People with ulterior motives are not uncommon at the Shuiyue Branch, but at this particular juncture...

He could imagine how shocked and furious the mysterious person behind Jiang Yuheng would be when he couldn't find the jade pendant.

At this juncture, anyone connected to Zhao Donglai or the herb garden will be subject to a thorough search.

This was a dead end for him.

Therefore, he must disappear from the Jiazi Medicine Garden before the people from the Medicine Hall come down to investigate.

But he can't run away yet; running away would only mean the difference between dying sooner or later.

Perhaps he could try changing his identity.

Zhou Youyuan once again immersed himself in his sea of ​​consciousness and went through Zhao Donglai's legacy again.

Heart-Eating Nails, Spirit-Trapping Array Plates, Low-Grade Pills, Miscellaneous Spirit Herbs...

These things can be used for fighting and to save lives, but they can't help him change his identity.

and many more……

He focused his attention on something he hadn't paid much attention to before.

Zhao Donglai's jade pendant with the character "Jiang".

But the focus is not on the jade pendant.

But when he was watching Zhao Donglai flip through the jade pendant, he vaguely remembered that Zhao Donglai's hidden compartments on the screen had more than one layer.

The bottom shelf holds jade pendants, and the top shelf holds...

A token identifying him as an outer disciple of the Shuiyue Branch Academy, and a travel document stamped with the seal of the head of the academy.

Having served as the manager for so many years, Zhao Donglai held the power to allocate the miscellaneous servants in the herb garden, and naturally had also handled the procedures for outer disciples to lead the servants out to carry out herb-gathering tasks.

This is the escape route that old man prepared for himself!

The secret compartment was hidden in the floor tiles under the stone bed, which he could see clearly on the screen: the third floor tile on the left side of the stone bed, which would spring back up when pressed down.

Now that Zhao Donglai has just died, given the nature of people in the Demonic Sect, that mysterious person will most likely remain suspicious for a while.

If you have time, why not take a gamble!

Zhou Youyuan lay on the bunk for another half an hour, and after confirming that the snoring in the dormitory had subsided, he rolled over and got off the bunk.

His cultivation at the third level of Qi Refining allowed him to move so lightly that he made no sound.

After leaving the dormitory, he didn't take the main road, but instead went into the manure tunnel that he had been walking through for three months.

The stone building is directly above the cellar; he could walk this path with his eyes closed.

Once they reached the cellar, they reached upwards.

The interior was exactly the same as when Zhao Donglai left, a complete mess, with the altar overturned and wax spilled all over the floor.

The lifeless corpse of the female servant, whose body had been defiled, still lay in the corner.

Zhou Youyuan ignored those and went straight to the stone bed.

The third tile from the left, when pressed, bounced an inch.

Two things lay in the hidden compartment: a bronze plaque about the size of a thumb, with the words "Outer Gate of Shuiyue Branch" engraved on the front and the name "Sun Yunqi" engraved on the back.

There was also a travel document with curled edges, stating that Sun Yunqi had been ordered to go to Cangwu Mountain in the far west to collect Frost Spirit Mushrooms for a period of one year.

The date on the document is seven months ago.

In other words, this outer disciple named Sun Yunqi will not return for another five months after completing his mission.

Zhou Youyuan put the bronze plaque and the document into his pocket and returned the way he came.

When he returned to the dormitory, it was still dark. He pondered for a while in bed, and after daybreak, he secretly found an excuse and left using Zhao Donglai's herb garden restriction token.

……

three days later.

A young man with an ordinary appearance, dressed in the outer sect robes, walked into the registration area of ​​the outer courtyard of the Shuiyue Branch.

"Where did it come from?"

"Sun Yunqi was ordered to go to Cangwu Mountain to collect the Frost Spirit Mushroom. He will return to the hospital today."

He handed over the bronze plaque and the documents.

The deacon took the bronze plaque, examined it, and then flipped through the documents, frowning.

"Sun Yunqi? Wasn't the mission at Cangwu Mountain supposed to have a five-month deadline? Why did you come back early?"

"We found it."

Zhou Youyuan took out two roots of spiritual herbs from his sleeve and placed them on the table:

"I didn't find the Frost Spirit Mushroom, but I came across the remnants of a few Seven Star Grass roots on the way. I didn't dare to delay, so I brought them back to report."

The butler glanced at the two rotten grass roots, their condition so poor it was almost unbearable to look at, and curled his lip in disapproval.

"this one?"

"Cangwu Mountain is teeming with monsters. It's already a miracle that we came back alive. Please be lenient, senior brother."

Zhou Youyuan handed over half a spirit stone without making a sound.

The steward was clearly used to outer disciples returning early and handing in a few tattered blades of grass to make up the numbers, and impatiently crossed out a mark on the roster:

"Alright, you don't have enough points for your old building. The sect has already allocated them out. Why don't you go to the outer corridor mission area tonight and find an empty spot to squeeze in? You can look for a new place to stay tomorrow morning."

"Thank you, senior brother."

Zhou Youyuan took the token, turned around, and walked into the outer gate of the Shuiyue Branch.

He left behind the manure cellar, the servants' shared sleeping quarters, and the blood-stained medicinal garden, leaving them all clean and tidy.

The Dao Foundation Jade Pendant, imbued with the karma of Yu Miaoxian, remained quietly pressed against his chest, like a dud bomb ready to explode at any moment.

Five months.

He needs to find a new buyer within five months.

A night breeze swept across Ten Thousand Skulls Mountain, and the pines rustled in the wind.

A "disciple" covered in the stench of excrement, carrying a foundation for a Foundation Establishment cultivator, a fragment of a scroll that drove a genius to his death, and a bellyful of bitterness, disappeared into the vast darkness of the Water Moon Branch.

As the saying goes-

A karmic bond was formed amidst the dung for three months, and a scroll of cause and effect intertwined the two.

The foundation of the Dao is hot to hold but cannot be discarded; on the path to immortality, smiles abound.

Open your face.