Let me Touch your Tail

Chapter 123

At Taiyan Immortal Market, a crowd gathered in front of the notice board, engaged in lively discussions.

"I heard that many corpse puppets have appeared near the Fuyun Sect. If such evil creatures appeared at the foot of our sect's mountain, the sect would have sent people to deal with it long ago. Why are the people of Fuyun Sect sitting idle?"

"Sitting idle? Who knows if the extermination of other Immortal Sects has anything to do with them?"

"Fuyun Sect is small but full of trouble. Ever since Immortal Lord Yuanqing fell, this sect has been declining day by day. Their sect master, Bu Donghou, is a fool. The next sect to be wiped out might be theirs!"

"It's been hundreds of years, and people still can't stop mentioning Yan Yuanqing. There was solid evidence that Yuanqing stole the treasures of the Immortal Palace. The Immortal Emperor himself named them to settle the old score. I think Fuyun Sect is just unlucky, suffering from the trouble Yuanqing caused, which is why they're targeted everywhere!"

In the crowd, a tall, thin man wearing a bamboo hat stood quietly, raising his gaze to silently read the contents of the notice board.

Beneath the hat, only his chin was visible, covered with stubble. His clothing was dirty and unkempt, making him blend into the crowd, seemingly unnoticed.

"Fuyun Sect... corpse puppets..."

The man's hoarse voice muttered softly, and his hands at his sides unconsciously clenched into fists. He pressed his hand against the hilt of his sword, the veins on the back of his hand bulging. It took him a long time to suppress the fury rising in his chest. Glancing once more at the notice board, he quietly left with the dispersing crowd.

At the Wanbao Palace, in the purple bamboo forest:

"The extermination of several small Immortal Sects and the disappearance of elders and disciples must be related to the Fuyun Sect! Who knows what else they're plotting in secret."

Ye Yanran, her injuries somewhat better, reported her recent experience while searching for Chen Er to Su Zijun.

"Chen Er is my friend. When I was a merchant, Chen Er helped me a lot. I can't stand by and watch her be threatened by the Fuyun Sect. I humbly request the Palace Master's permission to escort Chen Er back to her sect."

Su Zijun pondered for a moment before responding, "Very well, you may convey my regards to her master."

Ye Yanran paused for a moment, then knelt and bowed deeply. "Thank you, Palace Master!"

As soon as she left the purple bamboo forest, a figure dressed in white appeared by Su Zijun's side.

Su Zijun opened her eyes and looked at the visitor.

"What brings the Immortal Lord to visit my Wanbao Palace?"

The man, dressed in plain clothes, wearing a brocade robe and a jade crown, carried himself with hands clasped behind his back. A red mark adorned the center of his brow, giving him a distinguished and extraordinary appearance.

Without wasting time on pleasantries, he got straight to the point.

"The Immortal Emperor's life is nearing its end, and he requires the Divine Source Fruit to extend it. This time, he's serious, and has sent an Immortal Officer carrying the Demon-Slaying Sword to the mortal realm. They must recover the Divine Source Fruit stolen by Yan Yuanqing."

Su Zijun's face darkened.

The Demon-Slaying Sword was said to be the personal weapon of the first Immortal Emperor, forged at the dawn of time. Its sword spirit was said to have boundless power, capable of slaying both gods and demons.