Chapter 985: The Muttering Wang Qingling

Zhang Zhanfeng gave a few instructions and arranged accommodation for the four of them.

A short while later, Huang Fugui and the other three appeared in a secluded courtyard.

“Daoist Huang, thank you very much this time. I didn’t expect what you said to be true; your grand-nephew actually became a disciple of the Grand Unity Immortal Sect and even reached the Core Formation stage. Please take good care of us in the future!” A young woman in a green dress, in her early thirties, winked at Huang Fugui and said with a smile.

Huang Fugui rubbed his hands, smiled slightly, revealing his yellow teeth, and extended his palm, saying, “Fellow Daoists, we agreed on twenty thousand spirit stones each for me to introduce you to the Sect Leader of the Grand Unity Immortal Sect. You mustn’t go back on your word!”

If it weren’t for the spirit stones, Huang Fugui would not have wanted to introduce them to Zhang Zhanfeng; this was essentially taking away his business. Fortunately, they weren’t interested in transporting supplies.

The three exchanged glances, then each took out twenty thousand spirit stones and handed them to Huang Fugui.

Without Huang Fugui’s introduction, they might not have been able to meet Zhang Zhanfeng.

Huang Fugui picked up a spirit stone, breathed on it, rubbed it on his clothes, and beamed with joy, his yellow teeth clearly visible.

“Alright, Fellow Daoists, I have other matters to attend to, so I won’t stay any longer. I wish you all the best.”

Huang Fugui put away the spirit stones, turned, and left.

“I heard he was a coward before, and seeing him today, he certainly lives up to his reputation.”

“Even at the eighth level of Core Formation, he doesn’t dare to fight demons; he only dares to transport supplies from the rear. To extort benefits, he even claims it’s to prevent supplies from falling into enemy hands. How shameless!”

“Who cares about him! This is our chance to make a name for ourselves and achieve success. Perhaps this is our opportunity to form our Nascent Soul. We must seize it well.”

In a certain courtyard, Xu Zihua was instructing Wang Mingren about something. Ximen Feng was not present.

“Mingren, remember this: if your nephew and his wife return to the Eastern Barrens to participate in the war, you should follow them back. If they are not there or cannot return to the Eastern Barrens to fight, you should remain in the South Sea and await the orders of Martial Uncle Liu. This is my personal letter to Martial Uncle Liu.”

Xu Zihua took out a personal letter and handed it to Wang Mingren.

“Master, please accept this disciple’s bow.”

Wang Mingren was deeply moved, knelt down, and kowtowed three times to Xu Zihua.

Xu Zihua had indeed fulfilled his responsibilities as a master, paving the way for Wang Mingren to marry Chen Xiang’er. After Wang Mingren divorced his wife, he was suppressed by Chen Haibin. Xu Zihua found an opportunity to send Wang Mingren away on an assignment, helping him arrange everything.

Xu Zihua sighed lightly and said, “Get up! You’re just like I was when I was young. I hope your outcome is different from mine, and that you can find your own happiness. Once Feng’er returns, set off as soon as possible, lest Martial Uncle Chen finds an excuse to detain you.”

“Yes, Master.”

“I, your master, have other matters to attend to and will leave first. Remember, unless absolutely necessary, do not return to the main headquarters. Try to avoid Martial Uncle Chen. If you can’t contend with him, you can only hide. Once one of you advances to the Nascent Soul stage, then you won’t need to hide anymore.”

Wang Mingren personally saw Xu Zihua off and watched him leave.

A graceful red figure descended from the sky. It was Ximen Feng, but she had half her face covered with a red veil.

“Feng’er, what’s wrong? Why are you suddenly covering your face?” Wang Mingren asked, puzzled.

Ximen Feng explained, “This veil is pretty, I wore it to show you. By the way, who was just here?”

Wang Mingren frowned, quickly stepped forward, and pulled off Ximen Feng’s veil. He could clearly see that her face was swollen like a pig’s head, with obvious slap marks.

“Husband, I accidentally fell,” Ximen Feng quickly explained, covering her right cheek.

“Did you go to see her? Did she hit you?” Wang Mingren said with a dark expression, a cold glint in his eyes.

“She didn’t hit me; I hit myself.”

“You hit yourself? Why would you hit yourself? Did she force you?”

Ximen Feng shook her head, forcing a smile. “It’s fine. She promised me that as long as I hit myself, she wouldn’t trouble you anymore. I told you, as long as she doesn’t trouble you, I’m willing to do anything. I’ve applied the Clear Spirit White Jade Ointment, and it will heal quickly.”

Wang Mingren took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his anger, and said, “Master assigned us a mission: to go to the South Sea and ask Changsheng and Ruyan to return to the Eastern Barrens to participate in the war. If they can’t return, we won’t follow them back either. If we can’t contend with them, we can only hide. Feng’er, I’m sorry you have to suffer this.”

“This is good news! Let’s set off quickly, lest we invite trouble by delaying. Bring some disciples with us.”

Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng quickly packed their belongings, left their residence, and, taking thirty disciples, departed from the Grand Unity Immortal Sect for the South Sea.

South Sea, Golden Scorpion Island.

In a courtyard filled with exotic flowers and rare plants, the Icewind Flood Dragon was eating. A pile of lively fish demons was stacked like a mountain, and Wang Qingling was applying medicine to the Icewind Flood Dragon’s wounds.

Wang Qingling had been injured by a Core Formation stage demon. The Icewind Flood Dragon, enraged, launched a suicidal attack and, with Qian Jiarun’s cooperation, killed the Core Formation stage demon, sustaining minor injuries itself.

The Icewind Flood Dragon’s claw pinned down a massive white fish demon. It bit its head, and with a forceful tug, ripped it off, spilling blood everywhere.

“How many times have I told you not to be impulsive and to evade others’ attacks? But you never listen! Thankfully, your physical body is strong and you recover quickly, otherwise, you’d be in trouble.” Wang Qingling applied some white spiritual ointment to the Icewind Flood Dragon’s wounds, complaining as she did so.

The Icewind Flood Dragon let out a plaintive hiss, as if voicing its grievances.

“I know you get angry when you see me hurt, but you can’t just charge head-on into her attacks! How many times have I taught you to first whip her with your tail, release spells from a distance, and deplete her demonic energy? When she’s weakened, then you pounce and crush her head. The scales on your neck were knocked off! Even if you’re tough, you can’t just rush in like that!” Wang Qingling continued to apply medicine to its wounds while complaining.

She had come to regard the Icewind Flood Dragon as family and would tell it all her innermost thoughts, though it wouldn’t reply.

The Icewind Flood Dragon snorted softly, bit a fish demon, swallowed it, and showed a contented expression.

After applying the medicine, Wang Qingling flipped her right hand, and a long white silk ribbon flew out, wrapping the Icewind Flood Dragon’s wounds.

“Alright, move around a bit and see if you’re comfortable.”

The Icewind Flood Dragon flew high into the sky, circled once, then landed in front of Wang Qingling, lying down like a well-behaved child.

Wang Qingling cradled the Icewind Flood Dragon’s head in her hands and said, “Don’t do this again, understand?”

The Icewind Flood Dragon nodded, seemingly understanding Wang Qingling’s words.

“Alright, keep eating! Eat more; these are ice-element fish demons, and they’ll help with your injuries. I had Fellow Daoist Qian send someone to catch them for you.”

The Icewind Flood Dragon opened its enormous mouth, sprayed out a large swathe of white cold mist, which froze all the fish demons. It then swallowed them in one gulp, lay down on the ground, and closed its eyes.