Also see Qingyun.

  When Zhang Xiaofan saw Qingyun Mountain again, it had been several months since he last descended the mountain with Xue Qi, Qi Huan and Zeng Shu Shu.

  Those towering peaks that still pierced the clouds, still had an ethereal and majestic aura, but Zhang Xiaofans situation had completely changed.

  After discussing with Cang Song Dao Ren and Xiao Yi Cai, Zhang Xiao Fan was temporarily taken back to Da Zhu Peak by Tian Bu Yi. Cang Song Dao Ren and Xiao Yi Cai returned to report in detail to the sect leader, Dao Xuan Zhen Ren, before making a decision.

  Zhang Xiaofan lost his fire whip and couldnt fly on his own, so he was always carried back by Eldest Brother Song Daren.

  Dà zhú fēng gāo sǒng rù yún, sì miàn dōu shì xuán yá, shī qù le shāo huǒ bàng de Zhāng Xiǎofán, cǐ kè kàn lái fǎng fó xiàng shì bèi ruǎn jìn le yí bān.

  Translation:

  The peak of the bamboo forest is high and enters the clouds, with cliffs on all four sides. Zhang Xiaofan, who had lost his fire starter, now looked as if he was under house arrest.

  Wave after wave of soft light flashed by, and the people of Dazhu Peak finally returned to the long-separated Dazhu Peak.

  Zhang Xiaofan walked down from the stable Master Brothers Tianhu Xianjian with a expressionless face, standing silently to one side. Tian Buyi didnt even glance at him, his face looking extremely unpleasant, and directly returned to "Guarding Quiet Hall".

  Wu Dayi and others who came to greet them at Dazhu Peak were stunned for a moment, casting puzzled glances at Su Ru and Song Dahen.

  Su Ru let out a soft sigh, shook her head, and didnt have the heart to speak. She turned to Song Da Ren and said: "Da Ren, Ill leave this to you."

  Song Daren hastily responded with an "oh".

  Su Ru turned her head to look at Zhang Xiaofan, who was standing silently beside her. His face was pale and haggard, and he had lost a lot of weight in the past few days. She felt a pang of sympathy and unconsciously took a step forward, but then stopped herself, shook her head and sighed, before turning around to leave. Tian Linger turned her head to glance at Zhang Xiaofan, then followed her mother without saying a word.

  Song Daren let out a dry laugh, his expression somewhat strange, and said to Zhang Xiaofan: "Little brother, since were back now, you should go rest in your room! However, you... its best if you dont wander around."

  Zhang Xiaofan raised his head and nodded slowly, saying: "Big Brother Master, I understand."

  As he walked alone towards the residence of Da Zhu Fengs disciples, he didnt go far before hearing a low conversation coming from behind him. Apparently, Wu Deyi and others were full of doubts and were questioning Song Daren and Du Bishu.

  Although invisible, the intangible gaze behind him seemed like a needle, piercing Zhang Xiaofans back.

  Just as he walked not far, suddenly two happy barks sounded from the top of the big bamboo peak. Zhang Xiaofans heart moved and he looked up to see a monkey named Xiao Hui riding on the back of a big dog named Da Huang, with both hands tightly grasping Da Huangs shiny fur, while Da Huang stuck out half of his tongue and excitedly barked loudly as they rushed over.

  Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt a warmth in his eye sockets, and even his body trembled slightly.

  Very soon, Da Huang ran to the front of Zhang Xiaofan, Xiao Hui "squeaked" and jumped onto Zhang Xiaofans shoulder, laughing happily, its two paws habitually placed on Zhang Xiaofans head, touching everywhere. As for Da Huang, he was also very affectionate with Zhang Xiaofan, a big dog head rubbing against Zhang Xiaofans feet, back and forth.

  I dont know if its nostalgic for Zhang Xiaofans braised pork ribs again?

  Zhang Xiaofans heart was filled with excitement, he squatted down and gently stroked the big yellow dogs head. The big yellow dog let out a low hum and its two ears obediently drooped down, rubbing against Zhang Xiaofans palm.

  Xiao Hui burst out laughing and her tail swished back and forth, wrapping around Zhang Xiaofan and refusing to let go.

  Wu Da Yi, standing in the distance, muttered to himself: "These two beasts, Ive taken good care of them for several months, but theyve never been so affectionate with me before!"

  Soon, under everyones gaze, Zhang Xiaofan stood up and walked towards his residence, with Xiao Hui sitting on his shoulder, and Da Huang followed.

  It was as if it wasnt until this moment that Zhang Xiaofans figure didnt seem so lonely.

  In the distant foot of Qingyun Mountain, Bi Yao and the mysterious black-clothed woman You Ji stood side by side, gazing at the mountain peak hidden deep in the white clouds.

  Biyaos face was slightly pale, her eyebrows furrowed, and she looked haggard. Her expression was also somewhat dazed. She gazed for a while before slowly saying, "I dont even know how he is now?"

  The black veil on Yujis face moved slightly, and she turned to look at the girl beside her who was suffering from love, saying softly: "Its okay, Biyao, dont think too much."

  Bi Yao bit her lip and suddenly said: "Wheres my dad?"

  "Young Master went to meet with that old freak from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect who just arrived in River City today."

  Bi Yao was shocked and said: "What, Poison God has also come?"

  Yougui smiled faintly and said, "Its not just him. According to what Ive heard privately, in the past few days, even the masters of Changsheng Hall and Hehuan Sect may come."

  Bi Yao was even more shocked, and after a long while, she said: "How can this be? I know that Father has already secretly transferred the main forces of Gui Wang Zong to the vicinity of Qing Yun Mountain. If these three door masters come, their high-ranking officials will definitely follow. Wouldnt that mean that our four major... no, its actually the entire strength of Sheng Jiao that is concentrated here?"

  Yuè Jiés face was hidden behind her black veil, and it was unclear what expression she had, but only hearing her voice, still calm and peaceful, slowly said: "Not bad."

  Biqiao suddenly lowered her head, and after a while, she slowly said: "So to speak, Fathers main purpose in coming here is not to rescue Zhang Xiaofan."

  "You dont have to think too much, Bi Yao," Yu Ji said faintly. "The Sect Masters words are as good as a promise, and youre his only daughter, he wont deceive you. As for this time, our Holy Sects various factions giving up their previous plans, it was your father who strongly advocated for it, to avenge the great humiliation of a hundred years ago. The four faction leaders took a heavy oath together under the Ming Wang throne, taking advantage of Qing Yuns unpreparedness, and attacking him off guard."

  Bi Yao fell silent for a moment, then said: "If this battle is successful, Fathers prestige in the Holy Sect will naturally soar. Even if we lose, hell have a good reputation for avenging his predecessor. But..." Her voice suddenly rose, her expression seemingly agitated, as she continued: "But I dont care about any of that, nor do I want to. All I want is for Zhang Xiaofan to be safe and sound, not to..."

  "Bixiao!" Youji suddenly shouted, Bixiao was stunned for a moment, looked at her, but still didnt say anything else, turned her head to gaze at the distant white clouds, and became infatuated.

  In a quiet mansion in the city of Hezhou, the King of Ghosts and Qinglong slowly walked in, with someone respectfully leading the way in front of them, going straight inside.

  This mansion was naturally the stronghold of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect in Luoyang, and today, the master of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the oldest qualified among the four major sects of the Demon Cult, had arrived here.

  A hundred years ago, the Devils Cult and the Orthodox Sect had a great battle on Qingyun Mountain, killing until the sky was dark, but in the end, the Devils Cult still retreated. After that, the Devils Cult was severely damaged, among the four major sects, three of them changed their leaders, including Gui Wang, who took over as the leader of the Gui Wang Sect at that time.

  But among the various sects, only the old monster Poison God of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect survived, and over the years, he also reversed his previous arrogant style. Even in the Demon Cult, the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect unexpectedly maintained a low profile, and ordinary disciples rarely saw this old monster.

  At the mention of this, Qing Long couldnt help but frown slightly. The title of Poison God had already resounded throughout the Demon Sect hundreds of years ago, when he was still following the previous Ghost King to conquer the world. At that time, the Poison God was already a powerful figure in the Wan Du Men, and later took over as the master of the Wan Du Men, even engaging in fierce battles with the Gui Wang Zong within the Demon Sect, with countless hidden grudges.

  Never thought that after all these years, I would end up working with this old monster.

  The Azure Dragon hadnt seen the Poison God in nearly a hundred years, and he was quite curious to know what had become of him over the years. If calculated by age, this old monster was probably close to five hundred years old now.

  As he thought of this, he suddenly felt a stir in his heart and looked at the Ghost King walking half a body length in front of him. He saw that there was a faint smile on his face, and his expression seemed very relaxed, but no matter what, he couldnt guess what he was thinking in his heart?

  All the way here, I walked through the courtyard and entered the inner hall. The surroundings were quiet and silent, without a single shadow of a person. This place where a powerful and influential person lived had an unexpectedly cold and deserted atmosphere.

  Before long, the two saw a plain-looking bungalow in front of them. Eight men dressed in yellowish-brown uniforms were standing at the door. The guide led them towards the house. It seemed that the Poison God was indeed inside this house.

  As they approached, the eight men bowed to Gui Wang in unison. Apparently, as the leader of one of the four major factions of the Demon Sect, Gui Wang held a very high position within the sect. However, Gui Wang did not show any arrogance and nodded slightly at the crowd with a gentle smile before walking in with Qing Long.

  In this room, there are windows on both the east and west sides, allowing sunlight to pour in, making it very bright inside. There is no feeling of being in a dark place as rumored about the demonic cults of this world.

  As for the furnishings, they were extremely simple. In the large room, there was only one table and a few chairs. Next to the table, there was also a recliner, on which an old man with a head full of white hair lay with his eyes closed. Beside him sat a young man in his twenties with a pale complexion, fiddling with the tea set on the table. The fragrance of the tea wafted over occasionally.

  No matter how you look at it, it looks like a serene picture of a grandmother and grandson resting together, without any hint of evil!

  The Demon King smiled slightly and walked over. The old man heard the footsteps, opened his eyes, looked at the Demon King, and a smile appeared on his face as he said with a smile: "Youve come?"

  The Demon King smiled and said: "Old senior, its been a long time since we parted ways at the Holy Temple, how is your body?"

  This old man was naturally the notorious Poison God, and at this moment, he seemed to be smiling wryly, saying: "Im old, Im useless."

  As he spoke, he seemed reluctant to bring up the topic again and changed the subject: "Gui Wang younger brother, now that you are already a sect master of Gui Wang Zong, with the same status as me, if you dont mind, just call me older brother, never mind calling me senior anymore, I cant bear it."

  The Demon King lost his smile, his expression relaxed, and he sat down on the other side of the table. He said to the Poison God, "Elder, your words are not right. Who doesnt know that you are highly respected? In this great matter, we still rely on you to preside over the situation!"

  The Poison Gods face seemed to be in a daze for a moment, and he immediately shook his head and said, "No, no."

  The King of Ghosts was about to say something, when the young man at the opposite table had already brewed two cups of tea and brought them over, saying lightly: "Master, Qinglong Shengshi, please have some tea."

  The Demon King and Qinglong took over, the Demon King looked at him for a few more eyes, only to see that the young mans eyebrows were clear and elegant, but his face was somewhat pale. However, being able to accompany the Poison God here naturally meant that he had a deep relationship with the Poison God.

  The Demon King turned his head towards the Poison God and said: "This is..."

  The Poison God smiled and said, "He is my disciple who was taken in ten years ago, named Qin Wu Yan. At that time, I saw that his qualifications were not bad, so I took him in. Wu Yan, quickly pay your respects to these two seniors, they are indeed prominent figures within our Holy Sect. If you can get their care and support in the future, it would be better than if you went into closed-door cultivation for a hundred years."

  Qin Wu Yan slightly lowered his head, and the expression on his face couldnt be described as either proud or shy. His voice remained unchanged, still calm and gentle, as he softly said: "Ive seen the Sect Master and Holy Envoy, I didnt know the proper etiquette earlier, please dont mind me."

  The Demon King chuckled and shook his head, the Blue Dragon also laughed: "This young brother can enter under the seat of Old Master Poison God, with boundless prospects, boundless prospects!"

  The Poison God chuckled and said to the two of them: "You children dont understand things, dont take it to heart."

  The Demon King waved his hand and smiled, saying: "Where did that come from." He paused for a moment, then said: "However, old predecessor, I came here today with a sincere heart to ask you to preside over the overall situation. Let our four major factions join forces to wash away the shame of the great defeat of Qingyun and the humiliation of the Holy Temple."

  The Poison God fell silent for a moment, his face seemingly somewhat bleak. After a long time, he said: "Younger brother, I am now half-crippled and really cant bear the weight of great responsibilities. This time, our four major sects secretly discussed and planned to attack Qingyun together. Of course, I couldnt fall behind others, or else I would be unworthy of the two saints, Youming Shengmu and Tianxia Mingwang, as well as the ancestors of our Holy Sect. However, this position of presiding over the overall situation... I think that except for your great talent and broad vision, younger brother, no one else can sit in it!"

  The Demon King furrowed his brow and shook his head, saying: "Senior, youre overpraising me. Among the four major gate masters, Im the one with the shallowest seniority. How can I take on this responsibility? Lets do it this way! When Yu Yangzi from Changsheng Hall and San Miao Xianzi from Hehuan Sect arrive, well discuss it together!"

  The Poison God paused for a moment, then said: "Its also good this way, they should arrive within these few days. Well meet again at that time and reclaim the great humiliation of our Holy Sect over the past hundred years from the Qingyun Gate."

  The Demon King smiled and sat for a while longer, chatting idly before bidding farewell to the Azure Dragon. The Poison God did not press him to stay, ordering someone to see him off instead.

  After leaving the mansion of the Poison God, the Ghost King and Qinglong blended into the crowd in Luoyang City.

  The Demon King suddenly let out a cold laugh and said, "This old monster is indeed getting harder to deal with."

  This sentence is inexplicable, but Qing Long seems to understand his meaning, nodding: "Thats right, 300 years ago when our Gui Wang Sect and Wan Du Men were fighting to the death, the old monster was the most ferocious and impulsive, always charging forward first. Even a hundred years ago, in that big battle with Qing Yun, it was also the master of Wan Du Men who took the lead. It seems that the defeat back then had also worn off some of his sharpness."

  The Demon King shook his head and said, "This isnt called dissipating ones edge, this is called gaining experience. After that battle, the old monster seemed to have suddenly woken up, and his entire temperament changed all at once. Keeping a low profile, in these hundred years, apart from our Demon King Sect, the ones who recovered their strength the fastest are indeed the Myriad Poison Sect. Its just that he doesnt want to sit in this position, which is quite troublesome!"

  The Demon King furrowed his brow and said lightly, "Forget it, well have to wait for those two people to arrive before discussing important matters. Lets just wait a few more days then! Hmm, by the way, wheres Bi Yao? I havent seen her all day today."

  Qing Long said: "I didnt see it either, but You Ji has been with her all along, so nothing should happen to her, dont worry."

  The King of Ghosts shook his head and let out a soft sigh, saying nothing more.

  Looking at the disappearance of Gui Wang and Qing Long, the originally calm and even benevolent-looking Du Shens face gradually darkened, but he didnt say anything for a long time.

  As for the young man beside him, his temperament seemed even more eccentric. Du Shen didnt speak to him, and he was self-content, patiently brewing tea on the table with an extremely patient expression, without any sign of impatience.

  Nor did he know how long it had been, when the Poison God suddenly let out a loud sigh and said, "The rear waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves!"

  That young man named Qin Wu Yan turned his head around and glanced at the Poison God, saying calmly: "Oh! Is that persons moral integrity very strong?"

  The Poison God hummed and said, "His cultivation is indeed extremely high, but no matter how high his cultivation is, we are not afraid of him. Its just that this persons city is too deep, and you must be careful to guard against him in the future!"

  Qin Wu Yan smiled slightly and replied in a calm tone, "Understood, Master."

  The Poison God glanced at him and suddenly sighed: "If your several useless seniors had your qualifications, why would I have to endure so many years of hardship?"

  Qin Wu Yan received the praise of the Poison God, but his face didnt show any sign of pride, and he said calmly: "Several senior brothers are doing their best to serve you, Master."

  The Poison God hummed, suddenly reached out and lifted the blanket covering his legs, and surprisingly got up from his chair. Only then did they see that he was actually quite tall and imposing, with a straight back, without any sign of illness at all? It seemed that his previous actions were all to deceive the Ghost King and Qing Long.

  The Poison God paced back and forth in the middle of the room, while Qin Wu Yan seemed even more calm than his master. The only sound echoing through the room was the Poison Gods footsteps.

  At this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from Qin Wu Yans side, which seemed to be the ear-piercing sound of cicadas chirping on a summer day.

  The Poison Gods face changed, and he turned his head to look over.

  Qin Wu Yan took out a small yellow box from under the chair, one foot square, and the strange noise was coming from inside it.

  The Poison God walked over, stretched out his hand and gently opened the lid. Suddenly, in front of the two of them, on top of the yellow soft silk inside the box, a colorful centipede was lying there, but what was most strange was that this centipede had seven forks at its tail.

  If Zhang Xiaofan saw this thing at this moment, he would be shocked and inexplicable, because he had seen it when he was a child, which was one of the worlds most toxic "Seven-tailed Centipede".

  Qin Wu frowned and said: "Since we arrived near Qingyun Mountain, Xia Qi seems to have become restless, as if stimulated by something."

  The Poison God carefully examined the seven-tailed centipede, then took out a pale purple pill from his bosom and put it into the box. Immediately after that, the strange sound coming from the box gradually subsided and disappeared.

  After Qin Wuyan carefully put away the box containing the seven-tailed scorpion, the Poison God said faintly: "This seven-tailed scorpion is a rare treasure in the world, with only one pair existing, always accompanying each other until death. If they are separated, but within a hundred miles, there must be a response. Xiao Qi has been uneasy these days, it must be because of this matter."

  Qin Wu Yan glanced at the Poison God and suddenly said: "So, that person is now on Qingyun Mountain?"

  The Poison God smiled and said, "Not bad, the Seven-Tailed Scorpion is a unique species in the world, theres no way to mistake it."

  As he spoke, he turned his head and gazed slowly into the distance. In the distance, outside the city of Hezhou, that towering Qingyun Mountain pierced the sky, majestic to the point of being almost invincible, surrounded by white clouds, with an ethereal aura wafting about.

  "A hundred years have passed, and in the blink of an eye, another hundred years have gone by!" The old man muttered to himself in a low voice.