Who Let Him Cultivate Immortality

Chapter 437: Emergency!

Hundred Flowers Restaurant.

Hundred Flowers Restaurant is located on the west side of Hanshui City and ranks among the top twenty restaurants in the city. Its most famous feature is the Hundred Flowers Wine, made from over 150 seasonal flowers. The taste of the wine varies with each season.

Qiu Jin'an stepped into the bustling restaurant, which was packed with people. The noise was so loud it seemed like it could lift the roof off. The waiters were as busy as spinning tops, constantly shuttling between the main hall and the kitchen.

Qiu Jin'an finally found an empty seat in a corner.

"Excuse me, is this seat taken?"

Sitting opposite him was a round-bellied diner, eating with great relish, sweat dripping from his forehead.

The diner glanced at Qiu Jin'an and, seeing an unfamiliar face, said, "No, it's not. Have a seat."

"I can't believe it. It's not even mealtime yet, and there are already so many people here," Qiu Jin'an said, making small talk while waiting for the waiter.

The diner, not much of a talker, focused on his meal and responded to Qiu Jin'an's chatter half-heartedly.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The waiter brought over the menu, and Qiu Jin'an casually flipped through it before handing it back. "One bowl of rice, five of your specialty dishes, five of the most expensive dishes, and a pot of Hundred-Year Hundred Flowers Wine."

"Alright, sir, please wait a moment."

Qiu Jin'an didn't have to wait long. Soon, a bowl of rice and ten delicious dishes were laid out on the table, along with a pot of fragrant Hundred-Year Hundred Flowers Wine, making the diner opposite him envious.

"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave," the waiter said, ready to attend to other customers.

Qiu Jin'an stopped him, "Waiter, I'm a living person. How can I eat food meant for the dead?"

The waiter looked puzzled, not understanding what Qiu Jin'an meant.

Qiu Jin'an snapped his fingers, and a series of cracking sounds echoed, like someone stepping on a freshly frozen lake, breaking the ice to reveal the water beneath.

Looking around the hall again, the bustling restaurant and its lively patrons were gone.

The customers had their heads bowed, with tiny figures about a meter tall riding on their necks, waving their arms and legs.

The round-bellied diner opposite Qiu Jin'an had a stomach so large it looked like a ball.

The waiter was as thin as a stick, so frail that a gust of wind could blow him away.

The dishes in front of Qiu Jin'an were no longer delicious food but wriggling maggots and raw meat.

Only the bowl of rice remained unchanged, except it now had three chopsticks stuck in it.

Qiu Jin'an's smile widened, "Two ghost kings, a bloated ghost and a starving ghost, along with their minions. You think this lineup can take me down?"

The round-bellied diner and the waiter dropped their disguises, revealing eerie smiles.

A tiny figure silently climbed onto Qiu Jin'an's neck...

...

The Corpse Driving Sect.

Four anciently dressed cultivators appeared at the entrance of the Corpse Driving Sect. Ignoring the disciples on guard, they quickly split up and headed to four locations in the Yin Corpse Mountain Range.

Boom—

Boom—

Boom—

Boom—

Intense battles erupted simultaneously in four places.

"Damn it, Huang Ming, that bastard, secretly found our location!" Elder Gai roared in anger. They hadn't even started searching the Corpse Driving Sect when they were attacked.

The four elders of the Corpse Driving Sect were caught off guard, but they quickly summoned their zombies.

One of the ancient cultivators sneered, "Hmph, just a sect that accidentally obtained our legacy, and you dare oppose us?"

"You are from the Witch Corpse Sect!" Elder Gai's pupils contracted upon seeing the cultivators' attire and hearing their words.

The Corpse Driving Sect rose to prominence through a stroke of luck. Their founder stumbled into a secret realm, survived three near-death experiences, and obtained a complete corpse-driving technique.

This legacy came from the Witch Corpse Sect of the Great Yu Dynasty, classified as a super sect by Great Xia, with a Tribulation Crossing stage cultivator in residence.

The Witch Corpse Sect was destroyed in the early wars of Great Xia's founding, leaving only a legacy that the founder of the Corpse Driving Sect obtained.

The ancient cultivator rubbed his ring, and sealed zombies broke free, bringing with them the stench of death and the weight of over a hundred thousand years of history, ready to battle their descendants.

Four, eight, sixteen, twenty... A total of twenty zombies appeared, surrounding Elder Gai and the others!

"Let's see how much skill you juniors have learned from our legacy."

...

A towering figure stood in the sky above Hanshui City, directly above the governor's mansion.

This person walked with the stride of a tiger and the grace of a dragon, exuding an aura of dominance and power with every move.

His presence was so overwhelming that everyone in Hanshui City instinctively looked up, seeing a figure as imposing as the sun, filling their hearts with inexplicable fear.

"After all this preparation, the plan has been leaked. Huang Ming and Meng Tian, those two useless fools!"

The emperor-like figure's eyes flashed with killing intent. If he hadn't lost contact with them, he wouldn't have come out early.

A little later, just a little later, and the plan would have been flawless once the grand array's conditions were met.

"Oh well, there's no such thing as a perfect plan."

"The Catastrophe Honored One failed and fell in Qingzhou, reportedly captured by a sudden expert."

"I've already investigated Hanshui City these past days. There's no one here who poses a threat to me."

"To be safe, I'll set a rule here: 'No information can leave Hanshui City within a day.'"

Adding a time limit would strengthen the rule's enforcement.

Lu Yang looked up at the emperor-like figure in the sky, feeling a headache coming on.

At the first warning from the Immortal Fairy, he had tried to call for the eldest senior sister, but it was too late. The emperor-like figure had already set the rule, preventing him from borrowing power from the eldest senior sister, who remained unaware of the situation here.

"Tribulation Crossing stage cultivators are supposed to be rare. Why do I keep running into them? The Governor said this place was the safest, but it feels like the most dangerous."

"Maybe it's because of my high status as the young sect master, and they all want to meet me."

"Hey, since you're the young sect master, shouldn't I get a position in the Heavenly Court Sect too?"

"How about being the young sect master's lackey?"

"Get lost."

The old horse felt the Tribulation Crossing stage aura in the air and wondered if it was time to retire.

Meng Jingzhou's father had entrusted it to be Meng Jingzhou's protector, and it had thought the task would be simple, readily agreeing.

Thinking back to when it had taken Yun Zhi to the Seek Tao Sect, to reviving the Immortal Fairy at the Yanjiang stronghold, encountering an ancient Tribulation Crossing stage cultivator in Qingzhou, and now facing another in the Wild State.

It felt it had overestimated itself.

Man Gu had always had great confidence in Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou. With two senior brothers around, nothing could go wrong, so he remained calm.

Zhao Po was the most anxious of the four. In the morning, he had encountered Lord Mengtian, a Body Fusion stage cultivator of Great Yu, and in the afternoon, he ran into a Tribulation Crossing stage cultivator of Great Yu.

What kind of luck was this?

It seemed his luck had been terrible lately. When had it started to go bad?