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Hermit Cave.

The outer half had already changed dramatically, transformed into a palace that spread over several acres by the craftsmen of the He family.

Inside the palace walls, spirit fields were neatly divided into small flower beds, planted with various exotic spiritual medicines, complemented by delicate stone pavilions and jade platforms; gone was the hardship of farming, resembling a court noble leisurely tending to flowers and plants.

"They plan to stay for good!"

Zhou Yi gently shook his head, his escape light descending into the inner formation.

Upon seeing the visitor, the Turtle Prime Minister flipped over its shell with a carp's leap, wearing a look of worry and said, "Immortal Senior, you've finally returned!"

"What's happened?"

Zhou Yi slapped his beast-controlling bag, releasing an eagle and a tiger, both mythical beasts.

Squawk! Roar!

The eagle's eyes were sharp, and the tiger's eyes were ferocious, both looking intently at the Turtle Prime Minister, who was only about four to five feet tall.

"Fellow Daoists..."

The Turtle Prime Minister had a quick thought and pulled out two hundred-year spirit ginsengs, "Taste this, its flavor is quite mysterious!"

It wasn't easy to placate the two mythical beasts, but once done, the Turtle Prime Minister continued to report in a low voice.

"The He family's cultivators have bullied me too much. I advised not to cause major disruptions to avoid attracting the attention of demonic cultivators. Yet, as Immortal Senior can see, they have turned the exterior into their own home, utterly forgetting that the spirit land belongs to Immortal Senior."

"It doesn't matter. The land of this world never truly belongs to anyone forever!"

Zhou Yi didn't care to pay attention, and instead gave an order.

"I am to guard the Daze Marketplace. You are in charge of taking care of the eagle and tiger beasts, extracting their essence blood daily to store, and feed them hundred-year spirit ginseng to recover their Qi-Blood!"

Blood Spirit Fruit would recover Qi-Blood more quickly, but with the impending chaos in the Cultivation World, he decided to save the Blood Spirit Fruit for using the Blood Ignition Escape Technique.

Currently, Dan Ding Sect Marketplace was guarded with stringent surveillance, resembling military control, and the Sect Protection Array likely monitored the cultivators' caves. Zhou Yi had too many secrets and only planned to focus on cultivating his techniques in seclusion.

"As you command."

The Turtle Prime Minister looked at the fierce eagle and tiger, hoping they would get accustomed to the taste. Forcing it and botching the feeding might lead to a violent backlash.

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He family's palace.

Zhou Yi appeared silently and watched He Dong cultivate quietly.

After a while, He Dong felt a sudden panic, and hurriedly stopped the flow of his mana, opening his eyes to see someone standing close by.

"Who's there..."

Realizing who it was, He Dong quickly stood up to pay his respects, "Old Master Tang, I greet you."

Zhou Yi nodded, "Not bad, Qi Refinement is complete. It seems you haven't been idle these past few years, slaying demons and exorcising evil."

He Dong's heart skipped a beat, unsure of Zhou Yi's intentions, and said vaguely, "How could I, a junior, have such abilities? The entire He family pursued evil cultivators, and the merit was exchanged for elixirs to nourish me."

"Do not worry, I will not stop you from establishing your foundation."

Zhou Yi said, "The tension outside is mounting; I plan to go into closed-door cultivation. Remember to keep an eye on the marketplace and the mortal world, and must report any news immediately!"

He Dong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I have made many friends in the market, and the He family has established roots in Daqing. Should there be any hint of trouble, we will be the first to know."

Zhou Yi instructed, "Do your job well, and in twenty years, I will give you a Foundation Establishment Pill."

In light and shadow, high and low, yet He Dong was unaware of Zhou Yi's identity in the marketplace. Cross-referencing information from both sides, any discrepancies would surely indicate a conspiracy.

"Thank you, Old Master Tang!"

Regardless of whether the promise was true or not, He Dong expressed his gratitude tearfully.

Zhou Yi looked at him deeply, then returned to the formation, escaping underground and leaving the spirit land.

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Great Marsh.

Qing Kingdom's forbidden land.

Filled with poisonous miasma, a thousand miles of swamp, no place for mortals.

"Cackle cackle cackle!"

A series of strange laughs echoed as a white-haired Taoist wielding a black flag was chasing a young woman.

"Little niece, obediently dual cultivate with this seat and I will spare your life, or else I will make you wish you could neither live nor die!"

Liu Linger clenched her silver teeth, knowing if she could persist for a few more miles, she would reach the marketplace and escape this evil cultivator.

"Refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"

The old Daoist clearly knew the location of Daze Marketplace, as he used to farm there years ago. With his mana circulating, a one-eyed, fanged ghoul leapt out of the black banner.

"Swallow her!"

The ghoul, towering at over three meters tall yet light as a swallow, stepped on black smoke and rapidly closed in on Liu Linger, its sharp claws aimed straight at her heart.

Feeling a chill on her back, Liu Linger circulated the last vestige of her mana, her petite body suddenly swelling by half a foot. She stopped abruptly, her fiery and vigorous qi-blood bursting forth, and spun to throw a punch at the ghoul's skull.

Roar!

The ghoul let out a piercing scream as half its head turned into black smoke and quickly fled back into the black banner.

"Useless in life, still useless as a ghost after refinement."

The old Daoist cursed, yet his goal had been achieved. The Gathering Heart Nail, under the cover of the ghoul, was about to penetrate Liu Linger's skull.

"Heh heh heh! Such a formidable physique, she could at least be refined into an iron corpse!"

After the invasion of the Heavenly Demon Sect, many heretical methods of soul extraction and corpse refining were spread, enabling rapid strength increase through slaughter and blood sacrifice, much easier and quicker than honestly farming by tenfold, a hundredfold.

"Eh?"

A surprised voice sounded from the air, followed by a flash of spiritual light that knocked the Gathering Heart Nail away.

Liu Linger, recovering from the brink of terror, looked up to see a middle-aged Daoist standing in the air without any magic artifact, and quickly bowed in salute.

"Thank you, Immortal, for saving my life!"

"Mm."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly and looked at the white-haired elder, "Less than ten miles from the marketplace, and you dare to capture people for corpse refinement. Have evil cultivators become so audacious nowadays?"

"Spare my life, Immortal, I am not an evil cultivator."

While speaking of mercy, the old Daoist waved his hands and released a dozen talismans that turned into a skyful of Yin Sha mist, using it as a cover to flee into the distance.

Zhou Yi flicked his finger, and a flash of lightning followed. The old Daoist immediately fell to the ground.

He reached out to pull over the half-dead old Daoist, placed his palm on the latter's head, and executed the Soul Searching Technique.

Having practiced the Soul Nurturing Art for two hundred years and the Spirit Condensation Art for more than thirty years, Zhou Yi's divine sense far exceeded that of the early Foundation Establishment stage.

Judging by the reach of his divine sense, seventy-odd zhang was already comparable to the late Foundation Establishment stage, and forcefully searching the soul of a Qi Refinement Realm cultivator was effortless.

"Having been a spirit farmer for over thirty years, unwilling to be oppressed by the marketplace, he slaughtered his friends and his entire family to refine a soul banner and became a demonic cultivator... Humph!"

The old Daoist's soul shattered, his body convulsed a few times, and then he was silent.

Liu Linger stood with her body bent, not daring to speak. A true person of the Foundation Establishment stage's temperament was unpredictable, and any word that displeased him could easily slap her to death.

"What is your name? Where did you learn the Divine Bull Transformation?"

After leaving Luo Water Spirit Land, Zhou Yi was flying with his escape technique, witnessing several battles between cultivators but never intervening. His action in eliminating the old Daoist was prompted first by the man's practice of demonic arts and secondly by the girl's practice of the Divine Bull Transformation.

Liu Linger answered honestly, "In response to the elder, my name is Liu Linger. The Divine Bull Transformation is a familial cultivation technique."

"A family... "

Zhou Yi thought for a long time and then asked, "Tell me about your ancestors."

"My ancestors were not from Qing Kingdom but from Great Yong Mausoleum Continent. A member of my clan offended a powerful enemy, and we barely escaped with our lives to settle in Qing Kingdom."

Liu Linger did not dare hide anything, "By relying on the familial Immortal Technique, we gradually gained a foothold in Qing Kingdom. My great-grandfather even joined the Danding Sect for cultivation. Not long ago, my uncle misassociated with a demonic cultivator, and only I escaped with my life from the massacre of hundreds in the Liu family."

"That's about right."

Zhou Yi took out a bundle from his storage bag and tossed it onto the ground, "This poor Daoist shares some old ties with your family; this is what your ancestors left behind, return to rightful owner."

Liu Linger opened the bundle, inside of which shone two to three hundred spirit stones.

"The cause and effect have concluded."

Zhou Yi sighed, driving his escape light towards Daze Marketplace.

From the memories of the demonic cultivator's soul, he knew Qing Kingdom was now in complete disarray, its Royal Family controlling only a few hundred miles around the capital.

The rest of the territories were rampant with rebellion. Groups of three to five Loose Cultivators could raise a flag, claim land, and rebel. It wasn't necessarily about cultivating demonic arts; most were simply hopeless in their own cultivation path and chose instead to enjoy worldly power and riches.

Danding Sect treated the rebels differently, exterminating Loose Cultivators leading demons and placating those on the righteous path.

Once the Heavenly Demon Sect was repelled, it would be time to settle accounts with each!