Starting Cultivation During a Trip

The long night, crescent moon like a hook, sparse stars in the sky.

The streetlights on Pan Men Street crackled, a rat emerged from the sewer, barely revealing its head before it was crushed into mush by an invisible force.

Black fur mixed with sticky fresh blood fell back into the sewer.

"Tonight, as long as it’s alive, it won’t leave this district."

In the distance, on the rooftop of a tall building, two Daoists dressed in black, each holding gun-shaped tools, the barrels were square and flat, the magazines packed with two hundred talismans.

This device was a general magical artifact developed by Maoshan, named [Talisman Spear], capable of firing two hundred talismans consecutively, equipped with [God-locking Talisman] and [Fire Pill Talisman], each targeting the body and the primordial spirit respectively, with a very low usage threshold. Most suitable for equipping grassroots Daoists.

Just at the end of last year, the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance purchased two hundred [Talisman Spears] from Maoshan in bulk, fifty thousand God-locking talismans, and fifty thousand Fire Pill talismans, with a transaction amount reaching nine figures.

This was also the largest transaction of the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance last year.

"The Wuwei Demons are in this building."

The cold and clear streets had long been sealed by experts from the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance, and Lou Hechuan watched the Red Sun Building without any intention of making a move.

"Elder Lou, capture the Wuwei Demon, and we might catch that rat."

At this moment, a young man spoke beside him.

He stood with a neatly fitting suit, a gold coin pinned to his chest pocket, and an emerald gemstone ring on his right hand’s little finger, exuding an air of dignity in every gesture.

"Ge Changfeng..."

Lou Hechuan squinted at the young man beside him, chuckling softly, "The Ge family truly lives up to being a Pure Yang family, quite ambitious."

"In my youth, I joined Chairman Jiang in eradicating the Wuwei Sect, and that rat was incredibly cunning, never leaving a trace all these years."

"Even if we sweep up all the Wuwei Demons here today, we might not catch a whisker of that mouse."

Ge Changfeng remained silent upon hearing this.

Before coming, the elders of the Ge family repeatedly advised, upon entering Jiangnan Province’s territory, one must shed the airs of a Pure Yang family, especially in the presence of the chairman of the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance Headquarters.

Lou Hechuan, coming from the Daoist Alliance Headquarters, had studied in places like White Crane Temple and Maoshan when he was young, even following Jiang Wansui.

Because of this, he had extensive connections and seniority in the Daoist sect, otherwise, with so many blunders in Yujing City since last year, he could still sit firmly and unwaveringly, showing his immense influence.

"Elder Lou is a senior in the Daoist sect. Before coming to Yujing City, the elders in the family instructed me many times to learn greatly from Elder Lou when in Jiangnan Province." Ge Changfeng complimented.

"Young man, you’ve got quite the sweet mouth." Lou Hechuan laughed heartily, "There’s not much to learn from my insignificant Dao practice."

"I’m afraid the big shots of the Ge family just wanted you to leave behind the airs of the Pure Yang family, after all..."

At these words, Lou Hechuan’s eyes slightly narrowed, pausing slightly before continuing.

"A strong dragon does not suppress the local snake."

"In front of Elder Lou, who dares call themselves a strong dragon?" Ge Changfeng remained composed, showcasing his admirable qualities.

Observing this, Lou Hechuan couldn’t help but admit that the disciples cultivated by the Pure Yang family surpassed many peers just by their Qi cultivation skills.

"Little Ge, your trip to Yujing City this time, it shouldn’t just be to procure gifts and capture the Wuwei Demons, right?"

Lou Hechuan suddenly asked, changing the subject.

By this point, six groups of teams had entered the Red Sun Building through different entrances.

Ge Changfeng observed but his attention was on Lou Hechuan’s question.

"I dare not deceive you, senior. This time in Yujing City, I also want to inquire about an old matter."

"Bringing up old matters indeed disturbs the heart the most in this world." Lou Hechuan sighed quietly, "Say, what old matter?"

"Over thirty years ago, the fall of South Zhang..."

BOOM...

Before the words were finished, a terrifying aura exploded around, the ground beneath their feet cracked bit by bit, and cracks spread to the surroundings.

This commotion instantly caught the attention of a crowd of experts nearby.

Even Sui Chunsheng, who was in charge of coordination tonight, couldn’t help but look over.

"Elder Lou..."

Ge Changfeng’s expression changed slightly. He didn’t expect that just starting the topic would elicit such a strong reaction from the head of the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance Headquarters.

"What does the Ge family want? Is this something you should be asking?" Lou Hechuan raised an eyebrow, his tone turning cold.

"Pardon me, Elder Lou. I’m only acting on the family’s behalf, having heard that Elder Lou was involved that year too..."

"If the Ge family is interested, they might as well send someone to Shangjing to inquire directly with the Daoist Alliance Headquarters, to receive a satisfactory answer." Lou Hechuan interrupted Ge Changfeng once more.

Clearly, he was extremely sensitive and even abhorred this topic.

"Young man, if you can make it back, pass a message to the elders of the Ge family."

"This message is not just from me, but also represents the Daoist Alliance Headquarters’ stance." Lou Hechuan said lightly.

"I am all ears," Ge Changfeng whispered.

"Don’t invite trouble for yourself!"

Upon these words, Ge Changfeng’s expression changed slightly, and he replied immediately, "I was presumptuous."

He didn’t expect that his tentative inquiry would provoke such a severe reaction from the head of the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance Headquarters.

Lou Hechuan remained silent, his deep eyes seemingly containing the whole of this long dark night.

Over thirty years ago, the moment that year’s name was spoken, his thoughts involuntarily returned to that year, that night.