The Unruly Immortals

To feast on a household in extinction, actually sending their own kind to the Evil Spirit, Li Huowang truly hadn't expected that behind the Evil Spirit's name, which seemed like a joke, there would follow such an absurd custom.

"With so many people delivered to its doorstep, that 'son of a rope' must be very pleased, huh?"

"Of course, the moment it sees another elder coming, it gets exceedingly affectionate. If it had hands and feet, it would probably be all smiles, serving tea and pouring water for them."

While chatting with Han Fu about these things, Li Huowang felt much closer to the man—or at least that was how it appeared on the surface.

"Han Daoist friend, how much longer before we can leave this place?" Li Huowang asked while watching the darkness retreat on all sides.

"Ka—ptui," Han Fu spat on the ground, speaking with unconcern, "Soon, just remember one thing: in this Fengdu, if you ever want to get out, don't go downwards, just head upwards. The higher you go, the closer you are to the surface. Once you reach the very top, even if there's no path, you can just burrow through any hole to escape."

"Fengdu?"

Through this man's words, Li Huowang learned the name of the dark caverns nested beneath Qingqiu.

He gently tapped the ground with his foot, feeling a slight incline, which comforted him slightly. "That's right, we indeed need to go up."

"Aye, everything is exhausting these days. I thought being a Taoist would be leisurely, but even being a Taoist is tiring, right, Xuan Yang?" Han Fu raised his hands over his head and stretched out mightily before speaking.

"What the Daoist friend said is true; living in this world, everything is tiresome," Li Huowang replied perfunctorily.

"It has been a long time since I last heard the girl who was debating with this man. Yet, there's not the slightest sign of worry on his face. Could it be that the person didn't die?" Li Huowang's gaze scanned subtly around him.

Although his relationship with the man improved quite a bit and they had previously shared hardships under the threat of the 'son of a rope', Li Huowang still didn't trust him.

"There, you see that? We're almost there." Following the direction Han Fu pointed, Li Huowang saw a hazy white spot ahead, indicating the weather outside was probably fine.

Seeing the exit, the person highly strung with tension suddenly relaxed, winding around for so long, they had finally reached the end.

Having stayed in this sunless place for too long, just the sight of that small patch of sunlight could greatly lift everyone's spirits.

Under Han Fu's lead, Li Huowang and his group, carrying the Black Taishui, headed towards that spot.

As they were about to exit, Han Fu's mouth didn't stop moving, babbling on and on. "Ah—Daoist friend, did you hear about the disaster before? I heard it caused quite a commotion, almost turned into a complete mess, but then it stopped because of the disaster."

"Of course. The corruption was completely eliminated," Li Huowang turned to count the people, noticing not a single one was missing, and felt somewhat relieved.

"I still remember the last disaster, when I was three years old," he said.

Li Huowang, who was focused on the growing white spot, suddenly narrowed his pupils and was instantly drawn to the news. "Could it be that this kind of rot disappearance has happened many times before?"

This information shocked Li Huowang tremendously; he realized that despite having been in this hellish place for so long, his understanding of this world was pitifully scarce.

Containing his excitement, Li Huowang spoke to Han Fu in a calmer tone, "I have no recollection of the last disaster, could you enlighten me a bit?"

"Oh, you don't know? I thought you did. Last time, I remember lies disappeared, which was truly interesting!"

"I heard from my master, at that time, those swindlers from the Oblivion Path were so frantic they were about to commit suicide, hahaha!" Han Fu laughed joyfully at the thought.

"Lies disappear?" Li Huowang found it hard to comprehend what kind of world that would be. A world where everyone spoke the truth?

Just as Li Huowang was about to continue his questioning, the other person spoke first.

"Ah, Xuan Yang, do you know what caused this disaster?" Han Fu's face wore a hint of smug pride.

"Does Taoist Han know?"

Han Fu's cloth shoes edged slightly closer to Li Huowang, and he whispered with a very low voice, "I'll tell you and only you, don't tell anyone else, alright? This is what my master said, he said..."

Just when Li Huowang's heart was about to leap into his throat, Han Fu's right hand quickly swiped across his face.

With a faint "snap," the Copper Coin mask on Li Huowang's face instantly came off, falling towards the ground,

In almost no time, Li Huowang caught the mask with his hand, but it was already too late; his face had been fully revealed to Han Fu.

Observnig Li Huowang's face, a hint of realization first appeared on Han Fu's face, followed swiftly by a touch of pride.

"I was wondering what it was, so it's Xinsu after all." That sharp, childish female voice suddenly erupted from his body.

Then, to everyone's shock, a baby-sized head squeezed itself out from the collar of Han Fu's clothing.

Atop the sparse-haired baby head was also a square Taiji yellow Taoist Crown, similar to the one on Han Fu's own head.

A Taoist dressed in a yellow Taoist Robe, with one large and one small head—it was a sight so creepy no matter how one looked at it. No wonder he had seen Doggie and the others looking so disturbed, said it was of no importance; he had more oddities than Li Huowang's side.

Seeing this scene, Li Huowang's complexion turned extremely unsightly; it turned out that the one who had been speaking with him in the darkness was himself all along!

"Taoist Han, what is this supposed to mean? Do you really think Qingfeng Taoist Temple doesn't have anyone who can deal with this?" Watching the two-headed freakish Taoist, Li Huowang, who was already gripping the hilt of his sword, really didn't want to engage with this unknown force at this time.

"Hehe~" Both of Han Fu's heads, large and small, stretched into grins, exposing their black and yellow rotten teeth. "Now that you're revealed as Xinsu, what do you think I mean?"

"Yeah, you guess, you guess." The smaller head chimed in.

After Han Fu finished speaking, he made a hand gesture and placed it against his chest. The next moment, the darkness behind him seemed to solidify, wrapping around him like layers of thin gauze.

"He's after my life!"

With a "clang," Li Huowang instantly drew his Longsword and slashed at Han Fu's single eye that was exposed outside the darkness.

The moment the darkness enveloped Han Fu, Li Huowang's sword had already struck, cleaving the dark mass in two.

But it was already a step too late; Han Fu's figure was no longer in the split darkness.

"Kid~ Since you've come to Fengdu, why not stay here." Two overlapping, mocking voices came from all around.

Surveying the darkness, Li Huowang's gaze fixed on the distant light and almost instantly, he said to the others, "Go! Let's get out of here quickly!"

No matter what Han Fu was planning in this darkness, they had to get out of this wretched place; it was too passive to stay!