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“Let it be, come back with me.”

The old immortal, who vaguely guessed something, did not say more. He glanced at the young monk who was quietly watching everything, did not greet him, waved his sleeve, took his newly recruited disciple away, then turned and disappeared into the void, leaving no trace of his presence.

“Amitabha!”

With the departure of the last immortal, the surging Yin Qi, like a tide, gushed in from all directions, washing over the underworld realm torn and filled by the immortals’ Qi.

The laws of heaven and earth twisted and changed by the immortals’ Qi were recovering, everything that had been changed was returning to its original state. After all, this place is the underworld, the arrival of the immortals can change everything, but when they leave, everything returns to its original state.

“Elder brother!”

Feng Qing’an, who had already prepared everything, unsurprisingly looked at his bald elder brother appearing in front of him and casually greeted him,

“You have finished everything already, it seems I will have to keep you waiting. Jiuling, that guy is a slowpoke, he won’t be finished in a short time.”

Fayuan did not speak, but stared at Feng Qing’an, whose lips were red as cherries, and whose complexion was radiant and full of vitality, for a long time. His silent gaze made Feng Qing’an feel somewhat uncomfortable,

“Elder brother, why are you looking at me like this? Is there something on my face? Or did I do something wrong?”

“You really know how to cause trouble for yourself.”

Fayuan couldn’t help but sigh. Even though he hadn’t witnessed everything in person, he understood it as clearly as if he did. He knew the ins and outs of everything more clearly than those who were personally involved. He even foresaw various possible outcomes for the future.

“What trouble did I cause for myself?”

Feng Qing’an played dumb.

“Interfering with a woman cultivator who is already engaged, isn’t that causing chaos in karma?”

Even the monk who had already cultivated the Six Penetrations of Buddhism shook his head.

“Elder brother, it wasn’t me who interfered, they threw themselves at me.”

“You are clear about what you did.”

Fayuan completely ignored Feng Qing’an’s nonsense. If it wasn’t for the drop of Phoenix Blood Essence, how would the woman cultivator have been attracted to him without sensing the uniqueness of Feng Qing’an’s constitution even at death’s door?

“Just remember, the cause you planted today, one day, you must bear the corresponding consequence.”

“What happened? Elder brother, what did you see? Will I be robbed in the future because of this? They just set a marriage contract, and I’ve already told her to dissolve the marriage contract when she gets back.”

Feng Qing’an was absolutely certain that Jin Suyan was a virgin. Even if there were problems with blood, the unfamiliar technique and sensitive reaction could not be faked.

Since that was the case, there was nothing more to say. The man was not married, and the woman was not married. There was only a piece of marriage contract that they did not make. What’s wrong with that?

“That man has been crippled.”

“Huh? What?”

Feng Qing’an didn’t react for a moment.

“Who’s been crippled?”

“The cultivator with whom the woman you interfered was engaged, the one who had survived the heavenly tribulation and had a First-grade golden core.”

“He was crippled?”

“Yes, his golden core has been shattered, he was lucky to survive, but now he can’t even do the most basic Qi cultivation.”

“What?”

Feng Qing’an felt his scalp tingling, and in a short time, countless arcs of electricity burst from his body, making him feel numb,

“Is this true?”

“Yes, it happened yesterday.”

“…”

Feng Qing’an twitched at the corner of his mouth, if it were anyone else talking nonsense in front of him like this, he would have drawn his Sword Array and killed them by now, leaving not a shred behind. But if his big brother says this, he has to believe him.

“So, once Jin Suyan goes back and dissolves the marriage contract, it’ll be adding insult to injury?”

“Yes, if he wasn’t crippled, breaking off the engagement wouldn’t matter but now that he is, breaking off the engagement has created a significant karma. In the future, you will have to swallow this bitter fruit yourself. Take care.”

Fayuan seemed to be staring at Feng Qing’an with profound implications, seeing several possible future outcomes, most of which are not good. As for the minor ones – well, his little brother could really use a beating.

“Isn’t he unable to manipulate spiritual qi for cultivation anymore? Can he rise again?”

“Temporarily, yes. After three years, when his temperament has been somewhat tempered, fate will naturally bestow him with an opportunity.”

“Ugh, I hate guys who carry a heavy fate.”

Upon hearing this, Feng Qing’an couldn’t help but curse. He complained,

“Since I know about it in advance, can I get ahead of him and snatch his opportunity?”

“You can, just remember that doing so will add another layer of cause and effect.”

“What happens if there’s more cause and effect?”

Feng Qing’an couldn’t help but ask. Cause and effect may seem illusory and intangible, but for immortals, it’s a real thing that gives him headaches.

“Nothing much. You’ll just attract more disasters. If you’re powerful, you can ignore it altogether. What can a myriad of trials do to you? It’s just a tempering process.”

Fayuan spoke lightly, with a different view of the disasters caused by cause and effect.

“I see.”

Feng Qing’an nodded thoughtfully. With his big brother’s explanation, he now understood,

“Where is this true disciple of Danding Zong?”

“What are you planning to do?”

“Deliver charcoal in snowy weather.”

Feng Qing’an laughed; he had just come up with a brilliant idea.

“Even killing someone wouldn’t be more ruthless than this.”

Fayuan bowed his head and recited the Buddha’s name. He understood Feng Qing’an’s idea, so he felt even more that his brother was mistaken. Even a demon wouldn’t be this cruel,

“Leave a line, and we will meet in the future. Even the way of heaven spares one. Don’t be too stubborn.”

“Big Brother, what are you talking about? Am I really such a terrible person? I only heard about this poor fellow’s tragic experience—I mean, even after his golden pill was shattered, and he was left miraculously alive, able to make a comeback. Such a hero, it’s appropriate to get to know him.”

Feng Qing’an insisted he just wanted to make more friends and had no other intentions.

“You stole his fiancé!”

Fayuan reminded. This guy seemed unaware of how terrible his actions were. He not only made that female cultivator step on him when he was at his lowest, but he also planned to show off in front of the victim.

“She volunteered. I didn’t force her.”

Feng Qing’an widened his eyes, protested his injustice. He felt his elder brother was biased against him.

“Amitabha.”

Fayuan began reciting scriptures, unwilling to listen to Feng Qing’an anymore,

“There’s still some time, follow me to say goodbye. After everything’s settled, come back to the Buddhist temple with me and cultivate. When your divine power matures, you can go out and travel the world, fulfilling your ambition.”

“Well…”

As soon as his big brother urged him to say goodbye, Feng Qing’an became hesitant. Although he had dual cultivation with that female genius, and he benefited a lot from it, he also lost a lot. If he was going to meet with Donghuang, he needed a few days to recuperate.

“If you don’t want to go, stay. When Jiuling is completed, follow me!”

“I’ll go.”

Feng Qing’an gritted his teeth and decided to go. It was just admitting defeat, that’s all. He could recuperate a bit longer if necessary.

“Let’s go!”

Fayuan reached out and held Feng Qing’an’s hand, then stepped forward. The once vibrant and auspicious landscape of Cave Sky turned into a cold realm filled with Yin Qi and surging ghost tides in the blink of an eye.

You Huang Ghost Nation, capital city

In one step, they crossed the boundary and traveled thousands of miles. Feng Qing’an couldn’t help but marvel. Of course, what surprised him the most was the place his elder brother chose. The sound of Buddhist chants lingered, and the scent of sandalwood filled the air. Many terrifying-looking ghost kings wore compassionate expressions, quietly listening to the sermons of many monks on the dais.