NOVPUB"After finding Yin Shangren, persuade and bring him back to the Da Qi Dynasty."
Looking at the sparse content of persuasion, Wang Xuanba couldn’t help but scratch his head.
Although he didn’t quite understand the meaning of the words, it didn’t stop Wang Xuanba from believing in them wholeheartedly.
With a low growl, his shadow below him began to slowly wriggle. Soon after, a body identical to Wang Xuanba’s crawled out from the shadow.
This was an ability he had awakened after integrating and absorbing the Exotic Beast "Shadow."
The shadow clone possessed half the strength of the original body, and its death would not affect the original in any way.
For errands that carried certain risks, there was no better fit.
Thinking this, Wang Xuanba’s shadow clone transformed into a dark dragon and flew off, breaking through the sky.
Ten days later, he finally found the location of Yin Ying Island.
The faint howls coming from the island made Wang Xuanba feel a little hairy inside.
He called out a few times, but no one answered. Wang Xuanba walked into the building and saw various strange and peculiar creatures that made his scalp tingle.
"These things are even more disgusting than the Exotic Beast I merged with."
Going further inside, he finally came to a transparent cage where he saw the person he was looking for.
"Sir, my master would like to invite you for a meeting," Wang Xuanba said, neither humble nor arrogant.
Yin Shangren had no reaction whatsoever.
Wang Xuanba repeated himself several times with the same result.
Seeing this, Wang Xuanba simply followed the Emperor’s instructions and went straight to the point, "Sir would like to know who created the Immortal-Ordinary Miasma?"
Yin Shangren’s body shuddered and slowly moved his gaze from the experiment subject to Wang Xuanba.
"What did you say...?"
The echo of his voice made Wang Xuanba swallow hard.
But he still plucked up his courage and repeated it.
Then, without waiting for Yin Shangren to speak, he added, "Sir, would you like to know the perfect method of the [Art of Self-Founded Cultivation]?"
Yin Shangren’s originally hunched body slowly straightened up.
He stared at Wang Xuanba, a dangerous glint in his eyes, "Exactly who are you?"
Wang Xuanba chuckled, "I’m just a messenger. If sir wishes to know the answers to your questions, follow me."
"Lead the way!"
Wang Xuanba did not expect Yin Shangren to agree so readily.
Thick fog spewed from the cage behind him, and several mortals screamed as they disappeared.
Wang Xuanba tensed up and quickly nodded.
"By the way, my master also reminded you not to forget that rib bone and to bring it along," he added.
Yin Shangren’s gaze turned frosty, his murderous intent no longer concealed.
However, seeing the confident Wang Xuanba, he still forcibly suppressed his urge to kill.
After searching his body for a while and not finding the rib bone, he finally found it in the nest of a small dog that resembled a human hand.
Kicking the dog aside, Yin Shangren signaled that they could leave.
Wang Xuanba then led the way by flying in front, passing through the Small World entrance camouflaged by Array Technique, and returned to the midst of the Da Qi Dynasty.
Yin Shangren was slightly surprised by the rich concentration of Spiritual Energy here but still focused his attention on the highest tower-like building in the Sacred Capital City.
He could sense that there seemed to be a very powerful being inside.
Soon after, Yin Shangren stood before Li Ping, the Faceless Saint Emperor.
"Fellow Daoist, what is your intention in going to great lengths to bring me here?"
The expression on Yin Shangren’s face was not very pleasant.
"It’s just a long-standing admiration for the sir’s talents," Li Ping said from high on the Saint Emperor Seat, looking down at Yin Shangren indifferently.
"How do you regard this method?"
Without waiting for a reaction from Yin Shangren, Li Ping gave a light pat.
A light screen unfolded in front of Yin Shangren.
Initially, Yin Shangren didn’t care much, but after glancing over and clearly seeing the content, his expression suddenly became serious.
Seriousness immediately turned into shock.
"This..."
He watched it over and over again, only then did he have some trouble believing as he turned his gaze towards Clone Master Li Ping.
"Have I heard that sir treasures a rib?" Clone Master Li Ping did not explain, but instead asked again.
Yin Shangren nodded, "It is the bone of the first cultivator in the world to be infected by the Immortal-Ordinary Miasma..."
"May I have a look at it?"
Yin Shangren hesitated but eventually took it out and handed it to Li Ping.
Li Fan held the rib bone, falling into some sort of reminiscence.
Afterward, he sighed deeply, seeming a bit desolate and sentimental.
He then returned the rib to Yin Shangren.
The behavior of Clone Master Li Ping left Yin Shangren somewhat astonished and uncertain.
"You..."
"Seeing an old friend in such a state. I’m merely feeling emotional, sir, please don’t take offense."
Li Ping’s words landed in Yin Shangren’s ears like a thunderclap.
"What? An old friend?"
Full of doubt, Yin Shangren stared intently at Li Ping.
Li Ping was indifferent, his voice deep, "Heh, who else but me remembers him in this world now?"
"Great Supreme Lord Xuan Huang, the true paragon of the world. Su Bai, Mr. Bai..."
As he spoke, a figure appeared in front of Yin Shangren.
Instantly capturing Yin Shangren’s attention.
The man in the image was so perfect in appearance that not a single flaw could be found.
His eyes were filled with tenderness and love, and even though the scene was illusory, one could not help but tremble upon meeting his gaze.
Yin Shangren was lost in a daze for a long time.
Then, recalling what Li Ping had said, his body shook violently as he realized, "What did you say? Great Supreme Lord Xuan Huang?"
He unconsciously gripped the rib bone in his hands as if struck by lightning.
His eyes unfocused, he murmured to himself, "Contrary to the Principle of Heaven and Earth, contrary to the Principle of Heaven and Earth..."
"Immortal-Ordinary Miasma, the dual Heavenly Sovereigns..."
"Could it really be like this?"
...
Yin Shangren stumbled, collapsing to the ground powerlessly.
As if struck by some massive blow, he seemed to have lost all sense of purpose, utterly bewildered.
Li Ping waited a long time until Yin Shangren slowly recovered from his shock.
Only then did he continue to speak, revealing his hidden intent.
"With no way to tread the path of immortals ahead, Celestial Dharma Bearer stands above."
"Can sir assist me in fulfilling Mr. Bai’s unfinished wish, to break the foundations of traditional laws with a New New Method and rescue Xuanhuang from imminent peril?"
Li Ping stepped down from the throne and approached Yin Shangren, helping him up and asking earnestly.
Yin Shangren quickly understood the meaning behind Li Ping’s words.
"Are you saying that this flawless [Art of Self-Founded Cultivation] is his work?" Yin Shangren’s voice trembled a bit.
Li Ping nodded, sighing, "Yes. In the entire Xuanhuang World, besides him, who else could have such talent?"
Yin Shangren felt increasingly shocked.
"Yes, yes." He kept repeating to himself.
Looking again at the characters on the screen in front of him, Yin Shangren seemed to peer through the text, crossing time, and meet Mr. Bai’s gaze.
"My thoughts and ideas are unexpectedly in line with his from thousands of years ago?"
"And he’s even far superior to me..."
...
Li Fanping watched Yin Shangren, now completely lost, knowing the plan had been successful.
