By a stroke of luck, he was found to have a lower grade Earth Profound Root and was sent into the Mo Sword Sect.

Such a person should be eternally grateful to his brother and sister-in-law, but... he considered himself an Immortal now, while they were mere mortals. The sacrifices they made for him, if converted to silver, were actually just a small amount, something any mortal could do, nothing significant.

So he directly gave them a thousand taels of gold, making them wealthy in their region, which was tenfold repayment of their kindness.

Therefore, he thought if he still had to care for them in every aspect, wouldn't he be at a loss?

Besides, he had inexplicably developed inappropriate desires for his sister-in-law.

This wasn't the end. Later, he orchestrated an accident that caused his brother to die tragically, and then let his sister-in-law unwittingly believe it was the work of bandits. When his sister-in-law pleaded with him to avenge his brother, he naturally agreed.

Because this was his plan all along.

His method was to take his sister-in-law to the wilderness, then have the colluding bandits kidnap her and drug her. After killing the bandits, he could justifiably "take" his sister-in-law, then bring her into the Sect, enslave her as a maid, and use her as a Furnace.

During this process, he passed by the Misty Sea, casually diving to the lake bottom, where he unexpectedly discovered the Crystal Secret Chamber of the Nanwu Sword Sect from bygone times, and by sheer chance found the "Celestial Sword Visualization Map" manuscript hidden beneath the bookshelf.

He couldn't wait to browse through the "Celestial Sword Visualization Map," because next month was the "Hidden Dragon Association."

The so-called "Hidden Dragon Association" is where the Ancient Race selects potential cultivators from the Southern Land to teleport to the Northern Land. It is said that if one is extremely lucky and possesses great potential, one might be noticed by a member of the Ancient Race and directly becomes a follower beside them, thus... it's truly a leap to the heavens.

Having digested all this information.

In a hundred years, the events on this land can truly be described as "earth-shaking."

"If that's the case, I will first head to the Northern Land Ancient Country through the Hidden Dragon Association.

Among the numerous Ancient Race there, even if the Demon Monk desperately wants to catch me, it must weigh its options.

Because whatever its current identity, it surely cannot be a small figure of the Mountain and Sea Demon Race.

As long as it dares to invade the Ancient Country, it will be hunted down."

Song Yan suddenly thought of the Winter Lord of the Baihong Ancient Race he had seen before.

Just this one person showed him how the Ancient Race and the Mountain and Sea Demon Race are perpetually locked in mortal combat.

And the Ancient Race would become his best shield against the Demon Monk.

"No matter what, it's best to be as far away from the Demon Monk as possible at first.

Once the time is right, I'll devour the Demon Monk to complete my cultivation."

...

Having settled his thoughts, Song Yan looked again at the Faceless Mask.

Inside the mask, Feng Chengzi's Divine Thought was still asleep, hence the bookshelf was already shrouded in mist.

Song Yan strolled to the mid-stage Purple Mansion place, gazing up at the sealed highest bookshelf.

Perhaps he got too close and entered some restricted area of the Formless Bookshelf inheritance.

In the next instant...

Swish!!

The sleeping Feng Chengzi abruptly woke up, and upon seeing Song Yan, his eyes widened.

In his eyes, Song Yan's Divine Soul emitted a terrifying gray glow and heat, like a terrifying giant Melting Furnace; upon closer inspection, wrapped around the furnace were numerous Divine Souls, causes and effects, even... obsessions, and gray-robed fiends!

"You... you... what exactly are you now?"

"I just returned from the Sea of Suffering."

Song Yan said calmly.

Feng Chengzi was stunned for a while, then seemed to remember something, and said: "No need to say, Little Fan must be dead, as per the agreement, I won't let you see the rest of the secret..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Yan reached up directly towards the highest-level Secret Technique of the mid-stage Purple Mansion.

The mist touched his hand and scattered in fear.

Song Yan smiled faintly and continued towards the late stage of Purple Mansion.

He raised his hand again.

The mist scattered again in fear.

He kept walking until he reached the end of the Library Pavilion, at the late stage of Divine Infant, all the mist no longer needed Feng Chengzi to unravel it.

Then, under Feng Chengzi's already dazed gaze, he raised his hand... slowly reached out towards him.

Feng Chengzi realized and abruptly asked: "What are you going to do?"

Song Yan smiled: "Don't be nervous, I'm just testing if I have the ability to digest you now. You can start defending yourself now..."

With that, he grabbed Feng Chengzi's shoulder directly.

Feng Chengzi shouted angrily: "You!"

Song Yan said: "Old Tang, children and grandchildren will have their fortune, no need for you to worry anymore."

The mad gray flames instantly crawled all over Feng Chengzi's body. Even though he resisted desperately, it was all in vain, and defeat was just a matter of time.

Slowly... slowly... another golden droplet appeared on Song Yan's Divine Soul, as terrifying as a gray flaming furnace. Though the droplet was indestructible, it was slowly pulled apart and gradually became a part of the furnace.

After a long time...

Song Yan suddenly reopened his eyes, a flash of terrifying gray light in his pupils, then grabbed the Flying Sword that originally belonged to Song Han, turned into a rainbow light, and shot outwards, breaking through the lake.

...

...

Nearby the Misty Sea, in a mountain hollow.

In a hidden mountain stronghold, dozens of bandits were each busy with their own tasks.

Among them, a burly bandit with a big head and ears was sitting on a rock at the stronghold's entrance, chatting with a fierce and strong bandit leader beside him.

He smacked his lips and said: "Boss, that little lady is really nice, those long legs wrapped in silk, so smooth. Just thinking about tearing it open, the sound it would make, and the little lady's frightened screams, makes my mouth dry."

The strong bandit leader chuckled: "You're not the only one, even I think that woman must be wild, once you open her up, it'll surely be fun."

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