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Chapter 964 - 57: Cutting Off the Source
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Chapter 964: Chapter 57: Cutting Off the Source

After all, this is just a Ghost King resurrected from Embers, not the authentic Jiucai Rong, considered a truly new life.

But the other party is Jiucai Rong’s shell, Jiucai Rong’s stump, new branches emerging alive.

This gave Ning Zheng an opportunity to exploit!

"The Painter is not watching here, I must hurry..."

Ning Zheng pondered, confirming through changes in destiny feedback that the Painter wasn’t supervising Jiucai Rong at this moment, so he secretly sneaked over...

Ning Zheng smiled slightly, looking at Jiucai Rong, "Relax, you certainly wish to return to our Sword Casting Manor, Forum, and the blacksmiths. Your friends from back then are all waiting for you!"

"Friends from your hometown are all waiting for you."

Ning Zheng drew a line with his hand, "Look, your friends are calling you."

And a barrage of subtitles appeared before him, showing Ning Zheng’s [Observer Perspective] in real-time.

[Jiucai Rong, it’s me! The Food God, the one who made you diarrhea!]

[Hurry back, the meme makers in the forum are waiting for you!]

[Caw caw caw, brother, quickly return to Sword Casting Manor.]

[Hurry back and eat some dirt! You’ve become an immortal, hurry back for a book signing event; we’re all waiting for you to show off!]

[Wealth not shared with hometown, how can this be without boasting with us dirt-eating brothers?]

...

A group of people were furiously speaking in the bullet comments.

This was the blacksmiths’ scheme, using enthusiasm to move him.

Preparing to bring this Painter Jiucai Rong back to the manor, to tease someone for a round.

After all.

This was their core plan set in place.

In recent days, they also heard from the old manager that the Immortal Realm had appeared with a Xirong Manor.

It made them gnash their teeth in hatred, instantly realizing that the Painter dared to fake death and ran away, taking the members of that Adventure Town who had deceived them to the Immortal Realm.

"I... go back?" Jiucai Rong instinctively relaxed.

Friends, hometown, the original beauty, always touches the heart, as people often reminisce about their lost youth and add a layer of filter to their joyful childhood.

Especially after becoming an immortal, mature, will always miss the days of playing and laughing carefree with "schoolmates," eating dirt together, having fun.

Moreover.

Going back for a book signing event, seeing the craftsmen’s faces full of admiration, just imagining that scene is quite exciting, he looks forward to it.]

"I’m willing to go back." Jiucai Rong felt a stir in his heart, "However..."

Ning Zheng instantly branded him, after all, lingering too long often spoils things.

The Painter left this Jiucai Rong, with hidden sects that could control him at any time.

But now, Ning Zheng also left a hidden sect.

This Jiucai Rong belongs to both parties for joint management.

Ning Zheng cannot directly control the other’s behavior like the Painter, after all, this is his Painter.

And the advantage for Ning Zheng is that he can always use [Observer Perspective] to monitor this Jiucai Rong’s actions.

Servers have no branding and are hard to detect.

"I will erase your memory of meeting me, and forget about the current matter, relax."

Ning Zheng thought to himself.

He was well-prepared for this, as this mission had many links, and he had tested and proven the memory-erasing methods several times, able to handle this weak immortal smoothly.

After successfully handling everything, he quietly left the shop:

"I’m not afraid of the Painter discovering... after all, my servers upgraded twice at 800 billion each, indetectable by non-Immortal Venerates."

"But this, is merely planting an irrelevant piece by his side."

"If I guess correctly, the Painter who died then was just a creation by the genuine Painter, to bring closure to a segment of Nine-State’s causality, cut away past dust, and focus on the Immortal Realm."

"Now the Painter controlling Xirong Manor might also just be an incarnation he drew of himself."

"Painter, who knows how many selves he painted, walking across heaven and earth, lurking everywhere... after all, how can a cameraman be just one? How can one Photographer depict the vast history of the Immortal Realm?"

In retrospect, if Ning Zheng can draw himself, how could he paint just one? Blacksmiths all know to squeeze a few Embers of oneself for labor, let alone a Painter, the Ancestor who invented Embers?

Possibly, the Painter from Nine-State killed before was just one among them, many more are walking across various worlds.

Ning Zheng took a deep breath, feeling this person tremendously terrifying, especially after attaining a complete method of ascension and Immortal-Becoming in Nine-State not long ago, fully the Trapped Dragon Ascending to Heaven, becoming a true Monster, breaking free from the small world and a genuine disaster stepping out from the homeland.

"My bringing in Jiucai Rong this time, is but a small hint, even if calculated among Painters, it was just harming a few strands of his hair, no harm to the root."

Perceiving as himself, Ning Zheng believes the Moderate Stream is the most terrifying. And Ning Zheng himself doesn’t count as modest because he often goes out, leaving Sword Casting Manor.

But Painters... people like that, possibly never leave.

This type is most intimidatingly chilling, Ning Zheng feels he has no loopholes, coming from the same hometown, bringing Ning Zheng overwhelming pressure, yet akin to high, mighty Immortal Venerates.

...

Soon.

Time passed three to four days.

[Observer Perspective] blacksmiths also increased their involvement.

[Whoa, this shop reminds me of a shop back in Xinyi Continent City of old, where Jiucai Rong was the shopkeeper.]

[Gao, I remember the Gao again.]

[Hehe, this shop sells pretty well too, Golden Cores a hot sale, looks like our products aren’t too bad.]

[Don’t get too smug though, based on their purchase feedback, some products need adjustments.]

...

Chongshan Fang officially joined, starting to research new Golden Core templates.

The business these days was also good, nearly selling out every day.

Even the regular Golden Core series for immortal repairing destiny began selling.

But the advantage was not significant, sales were insufficient.

Primarily because immortals now widely use a similar Pill Medicine of destiny.

Moreover, immortals feel stomach pain after consuming Golden Cores.

But until this fifth day.

[Taoist Golden Core] shop had several new shops open beside it.

First was Physician shop [Huishen Hall], with a sign: This shop specializes in curing stomach pains and heavy metal poisoning.

It made Jiucai Rong so angry he blew up, alright then, you all want to play like this? Humiliate our Golden Core products?

And he hadn’t even had time to get mad, as the second shop came along.

It was a Magical Artifact shop, run by a blacksmith who earlier had a passionate exchange at the doorstep but was rejected by Jiucai Rong.

This blacksmith specializes in collecting used discarded Golden Cores, selling processed into Dharma Pearl weapons.

Rows of beads, shining golden.

Across the way, even another shop emerged, with shining golden displays, selling a kind of weapon:

Sword Pills!

An explosion of Destiny-annihilating Sword Qi injected into Golden Core containers, a one-time lethal weapon, quite astonishing.

Only a few days?

These folks combined their Divine Techniques and expertise, instantly innovated new Golden Core series.

"My Illusion Realm Culinary Golden Core hasn’t even come out yet..." Jiucai Rong looked at himself surrounded by a group of colleagues, feeling utterly tearful, "This Immortal Realm, too competitive isn’t it."

...

...

Ning Zheng observed Jiucai Rong’s baffled expression, then glanced at his newly hired staff, chuckled, got up, and left.

Business competition will always exist, await Jiucai Rong’s performance next.

Immortal Realm isn’t simple?

The internal competition is hell-grade.

And Ning Zheng doesn’t ask for much, just making money is fine, one meal at a time.

"But this civilization’s Divine Techniques, is this Divine Technique skin?"

"Born with natural birthmark totem skin, high likelihood inherited from ancestors?"

"Can also have a powerhouse help change postnatal skin totems? Alter Divine Technique rank?"

Totem = Spiritual Root.

Ning Zheng decided to gather some totems to bring back for blacksmiths to fuse with Yin Yang Forging Furnace, develop a brand new Money Child.

His requirements aren’t high, just two points.

1. Layered metal bones, creating a stacked array map mode, born as Thousand-Forged Steel... wouldn’t that be incredible?

Money Child transforming into advanced forging materials, more convenient for jumping into Forging Furnace.

2. Possess the ability of the top Food God chef.

This overlapping secession system allows the Food God to create truly gourmet dishes!

Soup dumplings, dim sum, wontons... roll out.

"This time, Zhongluan Domain, yielded grand harvests! The manor has new research projects again."

A few hours later, Ning Zheng exited a shop, carrying some totems, loving the sense of abundant harvest.

He glanced at Jiucai Rong’s shop and directly turned to leave.

But just as he left the Marketplace, planning to exit the Immortal Realm, he saw several sneaky figures secretly follow him, seemingly Tribulation Cultivators.

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