Cultivators Are So Weak in This World

Chapter 599: 562 The Final Four

Walking out of the underground palace.

Outside in the Jade Buddha Temple, the blood and broken limbs of the monks here spattered and flowed everywhere.

The rescued beautiful slaves, like a sheep herd, followed a few blood Daoists numbly.

A few who remained conscious followed behind Ding Yu, gripping sharp blades, eyes filled with sorrow and satisfaction, as if having just exacted revenge.

"Sect Leader!" A Black Daoist approached respectfully and clasped his hands.

"Is everything handled?" Zhang Rongfang asked casually.

"Yes, of the rescued people, more than ten wish to follow you and join us. I don’t know..." The Black Daoist asked softly.

"Take them back to assess their qualifications, then allocate and examine them for a period," Zhang Rongfang nodded. Only those who have experienced cruelty have stronger wills.

If they also have martial arts qualifications, transforming them into Bloodline later can advance their skills a thousand miles in a day.

"Yes!"

"Alright, next, let’s go to the next place."

"Yes!"

Zhang Rongfang looked up at the sky; the weather remained peaceful.

The next stop was to visit the Su Mudada family, as his sister mentioned.

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Great Capital · True Buddha Temple.

The entire grand and magnificent Great Spirit’s foremost Buddhist temple had long since lost its popularity, with no greeter monks even at the main gate.

Rows of stone steps extended from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, reaching the tightly closed main gate of the True Buddha Temple.

Buzz....

A small bee with golden patterns fluttered its wings as it flew over the door.

Through the wide martial arts training field.

Past the towering ten meters high, nine-story copper incense burner.

The bee gently landed on a pear tree on the right side of the golden glazed tile shrine, burrowing into a white pear blossom.

"Still not found?" a calm male voice sounded slowly from beneath the pear tree.

"We searched the entire temple, not sure where Yuan Shi hid it," another cold male voice replied swiftly.

"Perhaps it’s not here?" the calm man wondered.

"But based on our undercover intelligence, this is the most likely place." replied the cold man.

"Then is it possible Yuan Shi took it with him when escaping?"

"Sir, you may not know, but too many eyes are on that object. Even if Yuan Shi took it out briefly, without special means to hide it, he would be found out. Even without us, the Spirit Court would never let him go." The cold man replied.

"What about the Grand Teachings Alliance? Could they have taken it?"

"Impossible. Our last intelligence showed it was still here at True Buddha Temple last month. Grand Teachings Alliance’s Yue Dewen is busy dealing with another major issue, causing some friction with the new emperor."

The conversation paused, and both fell silent.

"Yue Dewen knows I’m here," the calm man said. "But this isn’t the time for us to meet, so let hunter Fan Heng handle the matter..."

"Thus, the Grand Teachings Alliance tacitly agrees. It’s clear from actions by Human Immortal Temple. Though Yue Dewen nominally abandoned them, his personally trained Daoist founded it, showing clear tendencies," the cold man explained.

"Stay two more days. If still unfound, we should leave." Sir said softly.

"Yes!"

The Western Sect representatives, final mainstay of Buddhism, acted just as True Buddha Temple learned that Yuan Shi Yuan Hong possibly took the object and quietly fled.

Revealing their whereabouts.

Yet, since Yuan Shi Yuan Hong left, the remaining Western Sect posed little resistance.

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Outskirts of Great Capital, East City Gate.

Zhang Rongfang donned a different attire, resembling an ordinary person with some martial skills, followed by a maid, swaggering into the city.

After slight adjustments to his facial appearance, he entered directly.

The wanted notices of this era were very inaccurate; he even stood at the gate looking at his own wanted poster, asking detailed information about himself from the people around.

No one recognized him from beginning to end.

"Where are we headed?" the maid Ran Xinyue asked curiously from behind.

Having eradicated the Sea Dragon, not only did Zhang Rongfang not return, but instead quickly arrived at Great Capital, heading straight into the city. His intentions were unclear.

"It’s been a long time since I returned; naturally, I miss it a bit," Zhang Rongfang sighed. "Now I have some ability to protect myself, finally able to return and visit old acquaintances."

"Old acquaintances? What old acquaintances do you have here? The people from Celestial Treasure Palace previously dispersed; now it’s all new faces here." Ran Xinyue wondered.

Zhang Rongfang smiled silently.

He strolled leisurely, seeming relaxed but actually moving fast, crossing several streets before arriving at a quiet area with half the street lined with luxurious stores.

This was the Su Mudada family’s antique jewelry shop area; throughout Great Spirit, to sell antiques or tomb relics, one had to come to this street.

The district was named Ruanheng. It’s said to be named after a Su Mudada family member who first opened an antiques shop here, starting this business that eventually grew, prompting the entire district to be named after him.

Zhang Rongfang strolled into Ruanheng Street, scanning around, stopping at the largest and most luxurious store.

The sparse flow of people in and out of the store, averaging seven or eight per minute, marked the liveliest point of the entire district.