Starting Cultivation During a Trip-Chapter 284 - 163: Immortals Descend Upon This Mountain! Three Corpses Daoist and Imprisoned Immortal Temple_2

Chapter 284: Chapter 163: Immortals Descend Upon This Mountain! Three Corpses Daoist and Imprisoned Immortal Temple_2

"I... I... I just told that girl’s whereabouts," Luo Baizhang stammered, "I don’t know what happened afterwards."

"How can one find Hai Pig?" Zhang Fan asked coldly.

Appearance and Spirit Divergence can invade the Primordial Spirit, but the vastness of the Primordial Spirit makes extracting useful information akin to finding a grain of rice in the ocean, requiring a great deal of time and effort, which Zhang Fan was currently most in short supply of.

"This..." Luo Baizhang’s face tensed, showing a look of difficulty.

Revealing Hai Pig’s whereabouts, if the other side found out...

"Do you still have room to negotiate now?" Zhang Fan said icily.

At these words, Luo Baizhang’s face twitched, his flickering gaze avoiding Zhang Fan’s eyes.

At this moment, he was like a frightened kitten, not even daring to lift his head and face him directly.

"Confession will be met with leniency, resistance with severity, Luo Baizhang, if Lao Mountain finds out about this, you should know the person interrogating you wouldn’t be as courteous as this Taoist brother,"

Wei Qingsong chimed in.

"Courteous!?"

Luo Baizhang glanced at Zhang Fan with an odd expression.

"Bi Gui Garden!"

Finally, Luo Baizhang’s tightly clenched fists suddenly loosened, and he spat out three words.

"Bi Gui Garden Block 8, Room 417... that’s one of Wuwei Sect’s footholds in Qilu City, I saw Hai Pig there once."

"Bi Gui Garden!?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at Wei Qingsong, as he was not familiar with Qilu City.

"Since it’s your first time here, if you plan to arrest someone, it’s most appropriate for our Daoist Alliance to take action."

Wei Qingsong understood immediately.

Zhang Fan nodded, and the latter took out his phone, went out to make a call, and came back only after a long time.

"It’s been arranged, at most half an hour, there should be news."

Zhang Fan said nothing; the headquarters of the East Mountain Province Daoist Alliance was in Qilu City; since they had clear arrangements, mobilizing personnel for an arrest was indeed more convenient and faster than he could manage.

Indeed, half an hour later, Wei Qingsong’s phone rang.

"What?"

"I understand, keep the scene under control, I’ll come over later."

Wei Qingsong hung up the phone, his face looking a bit grim, "The place is empty, according to the traces on site, no one has been there in a long time."

With these words, Zhang Fan looked up at Luo Baizhang.

"You have one more chance to prove your worth."

Luo Baizhang’s eye twitched, naturally hearing the threat in Zhang Fan’s words. Immediately he said, "Luoxia Town..."

"A few times, he had me deliver gathered Primordial Spirits to Luoxia Town for his cultivation purposes."

Just this month, Luo Baizhang had made six or seven ’deliveries’ for Hai Pig; the other party had a stunningly large appetite, as one Primordial Spirit, if he absorbed and refined it himself, would take nearly a month. But Hai Pig...

Seven or eight Primordial Spirits were merely a meal for him.

"The meeting times and places varied each time. I suspect he must have a resting place in Luoxia Town or nearby," Luo Baizhang speculated.

"Let’s go."

Saying this, Zhang Fan stood up.

Luo Baizhang breathed a sigh of relief; however, before he could react, Zhang Fan’s large hand clamped onto his neck.

"You... what are you doing?" Luo Baizhang asked in panic.

Zhang Fan couldn’t be bothered to waste words; with a flick of his hand, Luo Baizhang’s Primordial Spirit was extracted and detained.

"Taoist brother..." Wei Qingsong’s expression changed slightly, gaining a new understanding of Zhang Fan’s power. Luo Baizhang in his hands was like a chick, his fundamental Primordial Spirit directly extracted.

Such domineering means made even Wei Qingsong’s mouth twitch.

"Hmm!?" Zhang Fan glanced sideways at Wei Qingsong, "Taoist Friend Wei, do you have any insights?"

"You’re truly compassionate," Wei Qingsong laughed dryly.

"Could you add me on Super Chat? In case you need something, it’ll be easier to get in touch."

Hearing this, Zhang Fan hesitated a bit, then took out his phone.

"Let’s go."

Immediately after, he called the Liu Brothers away to the Lao Mountain Daoist School, heading towards Luoxia Town.

"I heard White Crane Temple has a Daoist Skill called [Panic-stricken], which can forcibly detain the Primordial Spirit; it must be this move,"

Wei Qingsong watched Zhang Fan’s distant figure, becoming more certain of his speculation, secretly making up his mind.

He hurriedly took out his phone to call.

"It’s me, gather the team members in Qilu City, be ready around the clock."

...

Two hours later.

Zhang Fan took the Liu Brothers by taxi to Luoxia Town, seventy kilometers north of Qilu City.

This is an ancient tourist town, backed by Luoxia Mountain with beautiful scenery, thus developed and invested as a tourist resource. Over the years, its fame has grown, attracting quite a number of tourists.

"Not many people here, huh."

Upon entering the town, Liu Xingtui couldn’t help but remark. In the car, the driver had praised the town to the skies, saying that during busy times, cars couldn’t even get through.

"Right now, it’s just the beginning of autumn, not the peak tourist season." Zhang Fan whispered. On the way, he had already looked it up on his phone.

It’s said that every year in November and December, Luoxia Town is at its most popular, especially the view of [Cang Mountain watching the Luoxia], attracting countless couples here, the golden glow of the Luoxia, pledges of eternal love ...

By then, hotels need to be booked in advance. Normally, rooms costing two or three hundred a night can rise to one or two thousand during the peak season.

"This town only has two entrances, north and south. You two stay at each entrance; I’ll look around." Zhang Fan instructed.

"Got it." The Liu Brothers nodded in understanding and split up.

"Sir, Daoist..."

Walking down the street, Luo Baizhang’s wailing voice came from Zhang Fan’s pocket.

"Please, show mercy and let me go."

Though he is a cultivator, if the Primordial Spirit stays out too long, the body will have major issues. Some people can’t even return to their body acupoints. Over time, even if they can return, they may be disabled.

This is one of the risks of a Primordial Spirit Emergence.

The Primordial Spirit has no body as its dwelling, and over time, the Yin energy increases, possibly turning into a ghost or vanishing like dust. Only by reaching the Pure Yang Wuji Realm can one abandon the flesh and achieve immortality.

Zhang Fan turned a deaf ear and after a while sat down outside a teahouse.

One must say, this small town is quaint and classical, as if time has frozen here, free from the clamor of the city. Passing tourists wander freely, truly giving it the feel of an earthly paradise.

"Sir, we have a QR code for ordering here." The waitress came over and thoughtfully reminded him.

Zhang Fan nodded, took out his phone to scan the code, an ice Americano for 38, a pot of Dragon Well for 188...

"That’s too expensive." Zhang Fan pursed his lips. Even though it’s a scenic area, the price still made his hand tremble...

To be honest, his hand didn’t even tremble like this when facing Li Linglang.

"Forget it, I can claim it back later anyway."

Zhang Fan generously ordered a pot of Dragon Well for 188 yuan.

"Sir, do you need a guide?"

As Zhang Fan sipped his tea, a sweet voice came from behind. He turned around to see a young girl standing in front of him, ponytailed, wearing a tight T-shirt with a vest over it, and sneakers. Her bright and charming appearance radiated youthful vitality.

"A guide? No need." Zhang Fan shook his head; he wasn’t here for tourism.

"You’ve come to Luoxia Town, don’t you want to go up the mountain and explore? Maybe you can find the legendary Daoist temple."

The girl was relentless, seemingly unwilling to miss out on this rare off-season business opportunity, and directly sat down.

"Is there a Daoist temple on the mountain?" Zhang Fan showed interest.

"My name is Lin Jianyue." The girl extended her hand and introduced herself.

"Lin Jianyue..."

Zhang Fan savored the name as he shook hands, feeling a warm sensation.

"My name is Zhang Fan."

"You haven’t answered my question yet, is there a Daoist temple on the mountain?"

If the Hai Pig is really nearby, the highest possibility is that it’s hiding in a Daoist temple.

"Have you heard the legend of Luoxia Mountain?" Lin Jianyue answered with a question.

"What legend?"

Zhang Fan instinctively turned back to look at the towering green mountain behind him.

"An Immortal embraced the glow and descended upon this mountain..." Lin Jianyue’s bright eyes brimmed with a different kind of light.

"It’s said that long ago, an Immortal came down to earth, holding the golden glow of ten thousand footfalls, landing in the mountains, hence the name..."

"Since then, quite a few cultivators and great alchemists have come to this mountain to practice."

"So, there’s a Daoist temple on the mountain?" Zhang Fan asked again.

"There wasn’t one before; later a Daoist came to Luoxia Mountain and built a temple on the mountain, named [Imprisoned Immortal Temple]..." Lin Jianyue withdrew her gaze from Luoxia Mountain and focused on Zhang Fan.

"Imprisoned Immortal Temple? Why that name?" Zhang Fan asked curiously.

"They say that Daoist had heavenly skills, found the Immortal that had descended into the mountains, and imprisoned it in the temple..."

"That temple is said to be a temple, but in reality, it’s a cage!" Lin Jianyue whispered.

"There’s such a thing? That Daoist’s ambition seems larger than his skill, what’s his name?" Zhang Fan asked offhandedly.

"He’s called the Three Corpses Daoist!" Lin Jianyue’s lips moved slightly, speaking a name.