ce was dim, and mist shrouded everything. There were no dangers or restrictions inside the cave, so everyone's expressions eased slightly as they turned to look at Yu Kong, who had just walked in last...You did a great job!

Qin Sang didn't have any feelings for the Qin family, but by occupying Qin Sanwa's body, he took on this karma. Out of peace of mind, he asked Wu Chuanzong to take care of Qin Sanwa's close relatives.

Wu Chuanzong took Qin Sang's words as a holy decree, elevating the Qin family from commoners to a prominent clan overnight. It couldn't have been better.

Qin Sang originally intended to see his old friend and leave, but seeing Wu Chuangzong's face full of reluctance, and Mrs. Wu's hesitant expression, he thought of his own past journey seeking immortality. He spoke in a deep voice: "You just heard it too, cultivating immortals is not as wonderful as imagined. I am busy taking care of myself and have no time to accept disciples. I can only send them to a relatively safe place to practice on their own. As for the descendants of the Wu family, if anyone is interested in the path of immortality, you can let them come over, and I will test their aptitude for them. Of course, whether or not they ultimately choose to cultivate immortals depends on their own wishes."

He had neither the energy nor the ability to protect them.

Even if some of these juniors truly possess spiritual roots, at most I can point them in the direction of Hanjia Fort. Their future achievements will depend entirely on themselves.

After hesitating for a moment, Qin Sang added, "The descendants of the Qin family and the Bai family who are in the imperial capital can also be called over together."

Let Wu Zhuanzong gather the juniors, Qin Sang thought for a moment, took out a piece of white jade and made several jade pendants.

It's four in the morning.

Suddenly, a commotion arose from the Taishi Mansion.

A dozen or so boys and girls were rudely pulled from their dreams. Though initially annoyed, they discovered they had been brought to the Grand Tutor's mansion, causing them to burst with excitement and chatter excitedly amongst themselves.

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"To be summoned by the Grand Tutor in the dead of night... no wonder Father and Mother were so eager..."

"I wonder what urgent matter could have summoned me at this late hour Could it be that Grandfather, seeing our talents, wishes to employ us once more"

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"Why are there only the three of us"

"Brother Qin, your literary talent and military prowess are unparalleled, you must be heavily relied upon by the master. Let me extend my congratulations to you first..."

"Sir, everyone is here."

Wu Chuanzong came to the door and whispered a report, but he didn't hear a response. His face changed slightly, and he hurriedly pushed the door open and went in.

Yet, only flickering candlelight and shadows remained in the room.

On the table, there was a jade vase and three white jade pendants.

Qin Sang's voice suddenly rang in her ears.

“Zuanzong, these juniors lack spiritual roots and have no connection to the immortal path. Perhaps this isn't a bad thing.”

"This vial of elixir, I shall send it to the Water Monkey on my behalf. As for myself, I shall not visit him."

“These jade pendants have prohibitions left by me. Each of your three families has one. When a family is facing annihilation, drip blood onto the jade pendant to activate the power of the prohibition and save the family from danger.”

Remember, this item can only be used once and will then be destroyed. Furthermore, it can only be activated by the bloodlines of your three families. Do not use this for evil purposes. Consider this my final aid to you.

“Zuanzong, this parting may be our last. Take good care of yourself..."

The sound drifted away, fading into the distance.

"Sir!"

Wu Zhuanzong fell to his knees and wept bitterly. Then, he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly raised his head to shout into the void: "Master! Before the late emperor passed away, he left a sacred edict that his coffin should not be placed in the imperial tomb but buried on Mount Chaosheng! The late emperor was diligent in his duties, lived a simple life, never married, and had no offspring. He once said that whoever could win her affection must be like her, a remarkable man with unwavering determination..."

After a long time, a soft sigh echoed through the void, “I understand...”

Wu Zhuanzong's face was filled with satisfaction as he sat down on the ground.

Mount of Pilgrimage.

This royal sacred mountain, it is said that immortals once resided here.

The restricted area on the mountain, no one dares to enter.

At the back of Mount Chao Sheng, there stands a nameless stele alone.

The mountains rise a thousand feet, reaching to the sun and moon.

Here, one can overlook the imperial capital and gaze up at the heavens, meeting the gaze of immortals.

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the path in front of the stele with no inscription. No one knew how this person bypassed the countless guards. He walked step by step towards the stele with a wine jug in one hand and a cup in the other.

He stood motionless before the stele for a long time.

The person who came was Qin Sang.

Thinking about that night before his departure, he was unaware of the vastness of heaven and earth. Using Mount Chaosheng as a metaphor, he spoke eloquently about his desire to seek immortality. Qin Sang murmured, "Do you still remember... luckily I have never forgotten it either, otherwise, how could I face you when I return"

Upon opening the bottle, the aroma of wine filled the air. The Xianni Qinghong wine truly lived up to its reputation.

Qin Sang poured a cup of wine and placed it before the nameless stele, softly saying, "A toast to you! Congratulations on achieving your dream. As a woman, you ascended to the throne, becoming an emperor who will be spoken of for millennia… The immortal path is harder than I imagined, but I won't give up. I hope that even in the netherworld, you can bless me…"

Qin Sang raised his wine gourd and took a large gulp. He discovered that even with his spiritual energy sealed in his dantian, the physical body of a Qi Refining period cultivator could easily withstand the effects of the alcohol.

Got up and walked back.

At first, one's steps were heavy. Later, they became light and brisk.

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The breeze accompanied me, and the bright moon was my companion.

The Green Ming Mountain.

With the sky already bright, many believers went up the mountain early to offer incense and pray for blessings.

The baozi shop in Sanwu City was still there, the current owner being the grandson of the former owner. Of course, he didn't recognize Qin Sang. The meat buns were just as delicious as ever, and Qin Sang enjoyed them heartily. He then went to Cuiming Mountain, found a secluded spot, and revealed his true form.

Along the path he remembered, he climbed the mountain step by step and was surprised to find that Qianyángguan had been renovated.

The stone inscription on the lintel reading 'Qingyang Guan' is still there, though the characters are obscured by fresh paint. The crooked wooden door has also been replaced with a new one.

Qin Sang felt curious and stepped into the temple. Upon sweeping her gaze around, she discovered that the layout hadn't changed much from her memory. However, all the walls and corridors were newly built with blue bricks, clearly showing that Qingyang Temple had become much more prosperous than before.

Just then, a farmer with an elderly woman on his arm pushed open the Qingyang Hall and walked out, repeatedly turning back to thank the Daoist priest.

This scene feels familiar.

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However, their clothes were not luxurious, but very clean. Although they were not wealthy, they did not look like disaster victims who were poorly clothed and gaunt, nor did they owe any debts.

Along the way, Qin Sang took in the sights, but he could also see that the current Sui Dynasty was very different from what it had been decades ago. The Empress ruled well, and the Sui Dynasty was flourishing.

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Qin Sang was wearing a simple robe that held an inner glow, though the material wasn't readily apparent. Coupled with Qin Sang's calm demeanor, it was clear he wasn't an ordinary person. Mother and son were afraid of disturbing Qin Sang, so they carefully walked outside, leaving the front of Qingyang Guan. With a hint of worry, they glanced back at Qin Sang as they left.

Qin Sang noticed their little movements and, after a moment of thought, understood that they were afraid he would do harm to the Qingyang Guan.

It seems that the Taoist priest in the view is very popular.

Qin Sang couldn't wait to get to the Qingyang Hall, pushed open the palace door, and was immediately disappointed.

As before, many patients sat quietly in the Qingyang Hall, waiting to be seen by the doctor.

But, sitting there was a young Taoist priest of about twenty years old. There was no old Taoist priest.

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