The last one is the Nightmare God, capable of weaving dreams and transforming illusion into reality.

"According to Master Jiuyuan’s account, even the weakest part of the divine spirits of ancient times is more formidable than ordinary masters."

"The strongest divine spirits are even more terrifying."

"Such beings, to be annihilated by a Celestial Master?"

Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Impossible?"

"Knock knock..."

The sound of knocking came.

"Come in!"

Xiao Hong pushed the door open, her eyes flickering, and whispered:

"Daoist, it’s already the last day. If you don’t take me away, Cheng Da will take me to another place."

"Oh!"

Fang Zheng raised his head:

"Is it really the last day?"

He wasn’t deliberately delaying; first, there was the need to decipher the Ancient Divine Text, and secondly, he was also waiting for the mention of the Zheng Family by Old Cui and Dong Lin.

Alas,

The Zheng Family did not come.

It appears to be destiny causing us to be without fate.

"Enough of this!"

Fang Zheng sighed lightly:

"Let’s go!"

......

Near Ao Mountain.

The place has a view of the sea in the front and mountains in the back, with scenery so beautiful it’s unparalleled.

In such a place, there is a courtyard that occupies dozens of acres; without immense wealth and powerful authority, it couldn’t be accomplished.

"Celestial Master Dao Fang Zheng, requesting to see Mr. Wang Qi."

Fang Zheng held a sachet and handed it to the gatekeeper.

This place resembles the grand households of ancient times, with tall gates, inaccessible to mortals, and the gatekeeper dressed in ancient attire and etiquette respectful.

Upon receiving the sachet, recalling something, the gatekeeper’s eyes subtly changed.

He then nodded:

"Daoist, please wait a moment." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Saying this, he hurriedly left with the sachet.

Not long after.

A middle-aged man in a suit approached, extended his hand forward, and invited:

"Please come in, both of you!"

"Hmm."

Fang Zheng nodded and walked into the courtyard with hands behind his back.

"Daoist." Xiao Hong’s beautiful eyes flickered, she leaned closer and whispered:

"Such strict rules here."

She had made some guesses about the trip, seeing the place heavily guarded, with posts every few steps, her face flushed red.

Fang Zheng did not speak, following the middle-aged man into a room.

In the space of over a hundred square meters, there was only a big bed. The person lying on the bed had a breathing assistance machine, and the physiological health equipment beside was beeping.

A beautiful woman in a cheongsam leaned forward, listening to something in front of the patient, then nodded and got up to look.

"Daoist, are you a friend of Old Cui?"

"Yes."

Fang Zheng nodded:

"That sachet was given by Old Cui."

"I see!"

The woman understood, looked at Xiao Hong, paced to Xiao Hong’s side, circled her a few times, her expression gradually becoming very complicated:

"She really looks like her!"

Saying this, she reached out and lightly sliced.

"Shh!"

A cold light flashed.

"Ah!"

Xiao Hong was startled, instinctively stepped back.

Only to see a strand of her hair cut off, handed to a man dressed as a doctor. The woman waved to the doctor:

"Go ahead!"

"Yes."

The doctor responded, took the hair, bent over, and retreated.

"Cough cough!"

At this moment, the patient on the bed suddenly started coughing, the woman rushed to call medical personnel for help.

The patient is very weak.

Even coughing twice seems to be potentially fatal.

Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Let’s wait outside."

Xiao Hong had no objection, following into the outer hall, luxurious yet it exuded understated elegance, her eyes darting around.

She had never been to such a place!

Located in the Ao Mountain Scenic Area, occupying dozens of acres of gardens.

The courtyard is heavily guarded, encountering several cleaners, gardeners, security personnel on the way, totaling dozens, yet not one person made a sound.

Everyone kept their heads down doing their work, even when someone passed by, none would look up or glance around, as if everyone was bound by invisible shackles.

Such rules...

Tight-knit!

"No wonder the ancients said entering the palace is like entering the depths of the sea; this place is obviously spacious, yet gives an overwhelming feeling of suffocation."

"It’s just like entering the Imperial Palace."

Xiao Hong whispered:

"Daoist, does the person inside have something to do with my background?"

She is not foolish.

Blind Shao and this Daoist both said she is being extremely valuable, and now, arriving at such a guarded place, it surely isn’t without reason?

"Hmm."

Fang Zheng nodded.

"Daoist."

Xiao Hong’s beautiful eyes flickered, smiled:

"Rest assured, if I truly am a rich family’s lady inheriting millions... billions of wealth, I certainly would not forget you!"

"Uh..."

At this, she couldn’t help but scratch her head:

"Daoist seems not to lack money."

Even billions seem less than what the other possesses.

"Strange Appearance Moon, immensely valuable!"

Fang Zheng glanced at her, fearing that the girl has already been planning how to squander the inheritance in her mind, warning:

"People with such an appearance often follow slaughter, stepping over corpses; if you perish halfway, so be it, otherwise danger follows every step."

"For you, it may not be a good thing."

"Really?"

Xiao Hong raised her brows:

"As a weak girl, what trouble could I possibly encounter?"

She found Fang Zheng’s words somewhat exaggerated; what era is it now, where would there be slaughter? Not to mention stepping over corpses.

Fang Zheng shook his head.

The centipede has a hundred legs, but can’t match the snake; the rooster has two wings, but can’t outfly the crow; people have aspirations reaching the sky, without fate can’t achieve on their own.

And fate,

is incredibly mysterious.

Some people spend their whole life never finding their fortune, while others are destined to soar to the sky one day, unbeknownst to them.

Even without him, Xiao Hong would have met Blind Shao, and with Blind Shao’s help, would have found this place, still embarking on this path.

It can simply be said...

Everything is fate, not a bit comes from human decisions.

No!

His gaze intensified.