"Fellow Daoist Yuan, where are you planning to go?"

Early in the morning, as soon as Yuan Ming stepped out of his room, he was immediately confronted by Luo Zhu.

"Fellow Daoist Luo? You came looking for me because... oh, I remember now." Yuan Ming paused, quickly recalling the promise he had made earlier.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Yuan really has the memory of a noble, always forgetting things. I had thought you secluded yourself for healing. If I hadn't learned today that you were going back to the East Sea, I might still be foolishly waiting at the estate for your grand arrival!" Luo Zhu said, her smile not reaching her eyes.

"There have been many affairs after the battle; indeed, I had forgotten. Please forgive me, fellow daoist," Yuan Ming said, embarrassed.

"Oh, Fellow Daoist Yuan, I was just teasing you. If you are busy, go ahead first. It's not too late to come and help us after you're done. My elder said she is not in a hurry," Luo Zhu suddenly said with a particularly bright smile.

"This girl…" Yuan Ming felt as if he heard a murly voice grumbling from the wooden hairpin.

"No need, I don't have other matters at the moment. Let's fulfill the promise now. What would you like me to do?" Yuan Ming shook his head and looked at the wooden hairpin on Luo Zhu's head.

"Let's head to the Southern Border first; we need to go back to the Sect to make some preparations. Once that's done, I will explain everything to you," Luo Zhu said.

"If that's the case, I also need to visit a place in the Southern Border, so why don't we part ways for now and meet again once you are ready?" Yuan Ming thought for a moment and suggested.

"That works as well. But since you and I are both heading to the Southern Border, my Sect's Flying Boat is already prepared. Would you like a ride with me, Fellow Daoist Yuan?" Luo Zhu invited.

Yuan Ming nodded and readily agreed.

...

A few days later.

After arriving at the Southern Border, Yuan Ming parted ways with Luo Zhu and set off alone to the Western Region of the Southern Border.

Before they parted, Luo Zhu had made a promise to meet him in seven days at Tucha City in the Northern Territory of the Southern Border.

Considering the time, it wasn't too pressing.

He was heading to the Western Region of the Southern Border mainly to try his luck in Kato's homeland, to see if he could find any information about the Stealing Heaven Tripod.

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As Yuan Ming contemplated where to start once he reached Luota Town, he suddenly heard the sounds of a fight not far ahead. The dazzling spirit light appeared and disappeared within the clouds, clearly indicating that cultivators were clashing.

Since entering the Southern Border, such scenes had become quite common for Yuan Ming.

After the great war, the invasion of the Demon World had been halted, and the Wu Yue Sect had been annihilated, but the aftermath had spread throughout Yunhuang. Killings, in the name of purging Wu Yue Sect followers, were numerous. In Central Plains, where the teachings were upheld, some rules were still followed, but in the barbaric lands of the Southern Border, control was lost.

It was hard to distinguish right from wrong in these instances, and Yuan Ming had no time to discern the morality of each case. He simply swept the area with his Divine Sense, planning to pass by them directly.

However, when he noticed one of the individuals involved in the fight, he uttered a light "eh" and stopped his tunneling light.

Meanwhile, the group engrossed in the fight had not noticed Yuan Ming observing them from afar.

"Wei Die, why resist stubbornly? Just surrender peacefully and become my woman, and we will be a family. I can speak to the Cloud Desolation Alliance on your behalf and ensure a safe path for you and your disciples," a thin-faced Nascent Soul cultivator with a goatee said with an evil grin.

The one he called Wei Die was a slender woman dressed in a white robe, wearing a wide hat and a veil covering her face. Although her face was not visible, her eyes were filled with fury.

"Old Ghost Gan, you're dreaming!" Wei Die shouted angrily, and then again attacked. A jade-handled fan flew into midair and with a light wave, several tornadoes appeared from nowhere, heading straight towards Old Monster Gan.

However, before the tornadoes could reach Old Monster Gan, a corpulent Nascent Soul cultivator dressed like a wealthy merchant suddenly appeared. He opened his mouth wide and swallowed the tornadoes whole.

"Fellow Daoist Gan, why waste words with her? Just kill her. I've long wanted to taste the flavor of Nascent Soul Meat from the Senluo Sect," he said, wiping his mouth, appearing still unsatisfied.

"Hehe, Wei Die, you see, if you don't surrender now, you and your disciples will all become a dish for Fellow Daoist Zhong," Old Monster Gan advised once again.

Wei Die's expression turned grim. Having been on the run, she had barely rested and was in no condition to oppose two Nascent Soul cultivators.

Just as she was about to despair, Yuan Ming suddenly appeared on the battlefield, startling both parties involved.

"Who are you? I am Gan Ye of the Yin Yang Gu Sect, acting on the orders of the Yunhuang Alliance to exterminate the remnants of the Senluo Sect. Please do not interfere," Old Monster Gan, sensing the strong aura around Yuan Ming, quickly spoke up.

"Fellow Daoist, don't believe him. Although we are cultivators ofApp Store Senluo Sect, we stayed at the Sect during the great war and never joined the Wu Yue Sect in slaughtering Yunhuang Alliance cultivators. We have always opposed our Sect's decision to follow Wu Yue Sect. If you don't believe me, I can swear on my daoist heart," Wei Die quickly retorted.

Yuan Ming remained silent, his gaze fixed on Wei Die, causing her to feel nervous as thoughts raced through her mind.

"If you are willing to help, I am ready to offer the Transplanting Technique of the Senluo Sect with both hands!" she suddenly exclaimed.

"Hmph, Fellow Daoist, consider carefully. The Cloud Desolation Alliance now dominates the world, and many Returning Void Great Powers reside within the alliance, especially that Yuan Ming sir, who reportedly despises the Wu Yue Sect and has also helped Pan Si Island against the Senluo Sect before. If you help this demon woman and he learns of it, be careful of his grudge!" Gan Ye sneered, his words full of threat.

But Yuan Ming was not afraid when he heard this; he even felt like laughing.

However, before he could speak, a Core Formation Cultivator suddenly burst out from below among those who were fighting.

"Benefactor Brother, please help my master, we really are not bad people!" the person shouted.

"Tuya, what are you doing, come back here!" Wei Die was anxious, fearing her disciple's words had annoyed Yuan Ming.

But she did not notice that a trace of a smile had suddenly flashed across Yuan Ming's eyes.

"When I speak, how can a junior like you interrupt!" However, Gan Ye seemed quite annoyed, and immediately shouted loudly, swinging his right hand and releasing two streams of black light that shot towards Tuya like lightning.

"Stop."

It was then that Yuan Ming finally spoke; his voice was not loud, yet it immediately reached the ears of everyone present, making them feel an inexplicable force binding their bodies, even slowing down the flow of Mana inside them.

Gan Ye and the others were immediately terrified, and Wei Die's eyes widened.

The two streams of black light flying towards Tuya also stopped in mid-air. Deprived of their spirit light, they were in fact just two Gu Worms the size of thumbs.

Yuan Ming's gaze fell on the Gu Worms, and he looked at them with interest for a moment before casually crushing them into dust.

"Scram," he then said, looking coldly towards Gan Ye and the others.

As soon as his words fell, the bodies of Gan Ye and his group uncontrollably flew backwards, continuing until they were out of sight of Yuan Ming and the others, before finally coming to a stop.

"What kind of power is this? He seems to be just a Nascent Soul, how could his methods be so eerie?" Cultivator Zhong was sweating profusely at this moment, his face filled with disbelief.

"Whatever the method, it appears we've met our match this time. This person's cultivation is unfathomable, we definitely shouldn't force the issue. But it doesn't matter, he can't always be with Wei Die, we will find an opportunity eventually," Gan Ye said, casting a deep glance in the direction where Yuan Ming and the others were.

In the battle on the Central Plains, they had always maintained a neutral stance and did not get directly involved. Now, chasing Wei Die served both their covetousness of her and their intent to provide a loyalty statement to be admitted into the Yunhuang Alliance.

Hence, they had not only failed to recognize Yuan Ming, but they also had little knowledge of the spoken witchery powers of "speak and follow," only being able to tell that Yuan Ming was a Nascent Soul stage Magic Practitioner with strong methods.

On the other hand, Wei Die was struck dumb by Yuan Ming's peculiar power, standing transfixed in mid-air.

What surprised her even more was that the next moment, her disciple Tuya threw herself onto this mysterious master.

"Benefactor Brother, you've saved me once again!" Tuya said excitedly, hugging Yuan Ming.

"You're all grown up now, how come you still act like a child?" Yuan Ming smiled faintly, gently tapping on Tuya's head while operating his Mana to gently push her away.

"Tuya, don't be rude!" Seeing this, Wei Die hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Tuya back.

Tuya pouted discontentedly, but soon put the matter out of her mind.

"Benefactor Brother, this is the master I told you about last time," Tuya introduced.

"I am Wei Die, thank you, Fellow Daoist, for the rescue. This is the 'Transplanting Technique' I had promised, please accept it," Wei Die said, presenting a Jade Scroll.

"Don't you recognize me, Fellow Daoist?" Yuan Ming did not accept the Jade Scroll.

At these words, Wei Die was slightly startled, instinctively scrutinizing Yuan Ming.

She had long heard from Tuya that a young cultivator had saved her and her mother years ago, but according to Tuya, that cultivator had not been highly skilled. Now, the person in front of her exuded a presence that even made her feel fearful. If it weren't for Tuya's recent actions that explained everything, she would never believe this was the same person.

But now, hearing his tone, it seemed he had met her before, yet no matter how much she racked her brain, she could not recall Yuan Ming's face.

"It seems that you have forgotten, and understandably so, you simply offered help at the moment, and probably didn't think much of it," Yuan Ming said with a resigned look as she appeared puzzled.

"Please enlighten me, Fellow Daoist," Wei Die was even more confused.

"Years ago, by the Shangshan Valley near the Feichang River, Fellow Daoist saved a young man with an elixir. Does that ring a bell?" Yuan Ming asked.

"It seems there was such an incident... Could it be..." Wei Die recalled that scene from years ago, and her eyes widened.

"Indeed, that was me. If it had not been for Fellow Daoist's intervention, I might have died there," Yuan Ming said, giving Wei Die a bow.

"Back then, I merely acted on impulse. I didn't expect Fellow Daoist to have such fortune. I didn't take you with me at the time, just left you at the riverbank, so I really don't deserve your gratitude," Wei Die quickly waved her hands, reluctant to accept the bow.

"No matter what, Fellow Daoist has always been my benefactor, and Tuya is also the daughter of a dear friend. At that time, I was powerless to protect her, so I'm fortunate that Fellow Daoist could lead her onto the Immortal Path. To meet Fellow Daoist once again today must be destiny, perhaps, this is karma," Yuan Ming sighed.

"Karma... can things in this world truly be such a coincidence?" Wei Die murmured to herself.