"At last, we finally have a place to belong. Otherwise, even though I’m your senior brother, without a sect, it’s practically..."

Sun Zhuangjia was halfway through his sentence when his phone suddenly rang.

"Hello, yes, yes, yes, I’ll be there right away."

After mumbling a few words, Sun Zhuangjia suddenly stood up: "Junior brother, the master has arrived."

"So soon?"

Tang Ming’s expression changed slightly. He quickly tidied up his clothes and stood up: "Let’s go, down the mountain to greet the master."

...

At the foot of Cangmang Mountain, a group of people in black and white robes were heading aggressively in the direction of the Medical Immortal Workshop.

"Lv Dai, are you sure those guys haven’t left yet?"

An elder with white hair and youthful complexion, eyes like lightning, coldly asked Lv Dai, who was leading the way.

"Great Elder, you can rest assured, I am certain those guys haven’t left."

Lv Dai confidently promised: "I heard from the people down the mountain that after those bastards killed, they drove the others out, intending to take over the Medical Immortal Workshop. It’s simply outrageous."

"Hmph! Such audacity, such arrogant people."

The elder snorted coldly, cursing chillingly: "They killed two Martial Generals of our Three-Life Sect, destroyed the Medical Immortal Workshop we’ve supported for years, and yet they still want to occupy it. I guess they don’t know the meaning of death."

"Great Elder, you must be careful! One of them is a member of the Meng Family who cultivates the Purple Lightning Profound Skill, and there’s another freak who can kill a Two-star Martial General in one move. They’re not easy to deal with."

Lv Dai kindly reminded.

"You’re talking nonsense! I’m a Three-star Martial General, enough to dominate the martial arts world, how could I care about a few youngsters."

The Great Elder snorted coldly, turned his head to glance at the seven or eight people behind him: "Moreover, I’ve brought three Two-star Martial Generals and five One-star Martial Generals. Such a lineup is more than enough to wipe out a Hidden Family."

"Indeed, indeed."

Thinking of the powerful strength of the people behind them, Lv Dai nodded repeatedly. This lineup is indeed intimidating. Even if those kids on the mountain are powerful, they’re certainly doomed.

"Lv Dai, you’d better not deceive me. If the Meng Family’s kid isn’t on the mountain, then even if it’s for avenging the Medical Immortal Workshop, I won’t let you off easily."

The Great Elder narrowed his eyes and coldly warned: "Compared to getting revenge for you, I’m more interested in obtaining the Secret Manual of the Purple Lightning Profound Skill."

"Understood, understood, I’m sure they’re on the mountain."

Lv Dai nodded repeatedly, secretly praying that Meng Xianjun wouldn’t leave the mountain early, otherwise, he would be in trouble.

The reason why the Three-Life Sect made such a big fuss this time, revenge is one aspect, but more importantly, they want to seize the Purple Lightning Profound Skill from Meng Xianjun! It is one of the Eight Great Skills, otherwise, there wouldn’t be the mobilization of so many martial general experts, just to kill and silence, to avoid future retaliation from the Meng Family.

At the bottom of the steps connecting to the mountaintop, on the symmetrical positions on both sides, there are two pavilions and a huge stone monument that has been changed to "Heavenly Martial Poison Sect."

A youthful, vibrant girl wearing a pure white tracksuit was posing with scissors hands for a selfie in front of the monument. Not only is this girl beautiful, but her most exaggerated feature is her large chest, so large it’s shocking!

An elderly man with white hair, energetic, wearing a mask, accompanied another girl with a slightly protruding abdomen and elegant demeanor sitting and resting in the pavilion. Near the pavilion where they were, stood a dozen black-clothed men with heavy loads, motionless.

"Zixin, come take a picture with me! This is the sect Tang Ming brother established. We might end up living here from now on."

Li Xiaoli said excitedly while taking selfies, beckoning to Mu Zixin.

"I’m not feeling well, you go ahead."

Mu Zixin smiled faintly and touched her belly.

"That kid just can’t sit still. In such a short time, he’s established a sect. It doesn’t look too bad."

The old madman stroked his beard, looking at the monument contentedly: "Back in the day, I roamed the world, and in the end, never established my own force. It’s quite regretful when I think about it."

"Master Grandpa is a lone hero, completely disdainful of establishing a sect. If you raised an arm, a powerful hidden force could be established in no time."

Mu Zixin looked at the old madman with admiration.

"You little girl know how to talk, so sweet-mouthed."

The old madman laughed heartily, "If it wasn’t for you and Xiaoli asking me, I wouldn’t have bothered to come."

"You’re lying."

Li Xiaoli immediately jumped to the old madman’s side: "You’re obviously worried that Tang Ming brother’s sect establishment will get ostracized by martial peers. That’s why you came to hold the fort, right?"

"Ahem, there’s a consideration of that! Martial disputes never cease, and I’m worried that kid will suffer."

The old madman nodded, Tang Ming didn’t know what starting a sect would mean, but he knew well.

The Yangtze River’s waves push forward, and the old waves won’t let the new ones easily catch up. Once Tang Ming’s newly established sect gains fame in the future, he will encounter trouble— suppression from equal level forces, strong forces wanting to conquer, these are problems Tang Ming hasn’t considered.

Fortunately, the old madman was worldly-wise, predicting future situations, so he brought the two girls over from Glazed Island.

"Since we’re here, why don’t we go up?"

Li Xiaoli impatiently tugged at the old madman’s arm: "I miss Tang Ming brother a lot."

"Don’t trouble yourself, as his master, he should naturally come down the mountain to welcome me."

The old madman arrogantly adjusted his clothes, "Besides, Zixin isn’t feeling well, she needs to rest here."

"Oh, right!"

Li Xiaoli thought for a moment, looked worriedly at Mu Zixin: "Being pregnant and climbing such a high mountain is indeed dangerous. Then I’ll go up and see Tang Ming brother first, okay, I can’t wait."

"As you wish, but remember to tell Tang Ming to prepare some things to stabilize the pregnancy."

The old madman nonchalantly nodded, staying here was just to let Mu Zixin rest, and for him to show off, but as for Li Xiaoli, it didn’t matter.

"Great! I’ll go ahead then."

As soon as the words fell, Li Xiaoli turned into a gust of wind, heading up the mountain.

"So fast! What level is her cultivation now?"

Mu Zixin looked at Li Xiaoli’s departing figure with surprise. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Xiaoli’s talent is astounding, she’s already broken through to martial master."

Looking at Li Xiaoli’s silhouette, the old madman was full of contentment, "However, her martial mastery isn’t pure, her main skill is still in escaping, her Qinggong is top-notch."

"She hasn’t cultivated for long, yet she broke through to martial master, that’s impressive."

Mu Zixin sighed enviously: "I’m just an ordinary person, I don’t know if I can keep up with Tang Ming’s pace in the future."

"The little one in your belly is the Imperial Sword. No matter your conditions, Tang Ming will be responsible for you to the end."

The old madman laughed heartily, "Believe in the saying, ’a mother is honored through her child,’ it’s not just idle talk."