The Knife Prison is one of the most terrifying punishments of the Dao Sect. Years ago, when the Sect Leader, Taiqingzi, schemed to seize Li An’s Demon Seed, he had once entered it.

Song Wujing didn’t have the qualification to enter the Knife Prison; he was only sentenced to three years in a solitary Knife Prison. But even for a cultivator of his rank, this was an extreme torment. After three years, he would either perish or see a significant decline in his cultivation.

For Song Wujing, this was undoubtedly a painful lesson.

Li An, as the leading elder, failed to supervise properly and was fined fifty years of salary.

This punishment was akin to a mere slap on the wrist, tripling the penalty of wine.

In fact, Song Qingsong was truly enraged. His wife was missing, his son suffered, and his plans failed. He wished to vent all his anger on Li An. But unfortunately, Li An’s actions were flawless, and he was also a "victim." In the sect, there were powerful Peak Masters like Xiang Yuntian speaking on his behalf...

He could only grudgingly accept it.

Song Qingsong arranged for Li An to continue participating in the construction of Nanfu Island, as Li An currently was the most familiar with it.

However, he also sent his trusted Zhao Nangeng and Elder Long Lü to take charge, with Li An merely assisting.

The two of them were old acquaintances of Li An, having once tried to seize Li An’s Cyan Wood Immortal Skill.

...

"Elder Li, the most pressing matter now is to find our Daoist friend Chen Ning!"

Zhao Nangeng and Long Lü were of similar cultivation level to Chen Ning, merely Harmonization Dao. They looked down on Li An quite a bit, saying, "Lead us to familiarize ourselves with the terrain."

Li An bowed without saying anything and led them around, but ultimately found nothing.

In fact, Song Qingsong had already searched many times himself and had even used some Secret Techniques and magical treasures. However, Chen Ning’s current state was very hidden, seemingly shrouded in a mysterious aura, making it impossible to trace.

With no results, they had no choice but to begin the construction of Nanfu Island!

According to the Dao Sect’s plan, the construction of Nanfu Island was immensely grand. It aimed to transform a million-mile-long island into a place of trials, which was extremely complex.

Zhao Nangeng, Long Lü, Li An, and others were merely responsible for execution, with higher beings in the Dao Sect personally orchestrating it.

The Dao Sect also mobilized several thousand lower-level disciples and laborers to participate.

For a time, the island became bustling with activity.

Li An, for a moment, felt like he was back on Giant Tomb Island as a miner... but the two were entirely different.

In the blink of an eye, more than a year of work had passed.

On this day, Li An found Long Lü and Zhao Nangeng.

"Fellow Daoists, I wish to temporarily leave Nanfu Island to visit the Southern Sea."

"To be frank, my Harmonization Dao is lacking and requires a genuine Immortal Dao opportunity for a slight chance of remedy. I’ve heard of mysterious items drifting in the Southern Sea and wish to explore... Things here are now in order, so I leave it to you, if I may?"

Long Lü and Zhao Nangeng exchanged a glance, and Long Lü said, "We’re all old acquaintances, so naturally, we should help with this small favor."

He chuckled, "But we also have a small favor to ask of you, Daoist Li."

"I heard Daoist Li was entangled in a mysterious aura for three hundred years before finally awakening. I believe you should have some extraordinary techniques, right?"

"This Nanfu Island teems with anomalies, so please, don’t hold back, Daoist."

Li An’s brows furrowed deeply.

"Daoist Li, the damage to your Primordial Spirit worsens over time. You have only these thirty to fifty years to treat it; you cannot delay..."

Zhao Nangeng also smiled, "Yet the construction of Nanfu Island won’t be completed for decades..."

"If your Primordial Spirit damage isn’t healed, what meaning is there in possessing the Evergreen Immortal Skill?"

The dagger reveals itself as the map runs out.

Song Qingsong was always coveting that thing, so he deliberately left Li An to oversee the construction of Nanfu Island and sent Zhao Nangeng and the others to...

Li An remained silent for a long time, then sighed, "Very well— I shall share this technique with you."

He raised his hand, and two beams of light entered the minds of Long Lü and Zhao Nangeng.

It was the fragmentary, simplified version of the Evergreen Immortal Skill!

This portion of technique was less than one percent of the complete Evergreen Immortal Skill, but it was already extraordinary. Moreover, after reassembly by the Purple Fairy, it seemed like a complete set, without any sense of incompletion.

Long Lü and Zhao Nangeng felt it and were quite excited.

"It’s a complete cultivation technique!"

"That’s great!"

The two were overjoyed.

"Fellow Daoists, I shall leave matters here to you. I must venture to the Southern Sea for my chance— As for this Immortal Skill, be sure not to pass it on, or there may be great calamity in the future!"

Li An bowed.

The two of them beamed and said, "Brother Li, go ahead—"

Li An left immediately.

"Hahaha, it all came so easily!"

"The Peak Master wasn’t wrong; the technique passed down by the Purple Fairy is indeed stunning, even surpassing all Immortal Skills of Cyan Peak!"

The two were immersed in joy.

...

Leaving Nanfu Island, he quickly headed towards the depths of the Southern Sea.

It was about time to meet Lady Yi!

To avoid drawing attention, Li An first inquired about the appearances of various treasures along the shoreline before setting out.

Entering the depths of the Southern Sea, he spent another two years, wandering around under the guise of searching for Immortal Dao treasures to ensure he wasn’t being followed, before finally diving deep into the sea towards Giant Tomb Island.

Constantly diving deeper, Immortal Fish flickered before his eyes until he finally saw the Giant Tomb Island submerged at the sea’s bottom.

Landing on Giant Tomb Island, he entered the mausoleum path through an old mine he once dug, and opened the tomb door.

"Good slave, you made me wait a long time!"

A seductive voice echoed, and a ribbon flew over, binding Li An. With a pull from the other end of the ribbon, Li An was directly drawn into the bronze-horned golden coffin.