333: The True Immortal Sect has lost all face.

"Ah, that old geezer." Chen Heng rubbed his chin. He might really have a divine corpse in stock.

After returning from the Hundred Corpse Tomb, I'll go check his place.

"But now no one knows where the Grand State Preceptor is. The Jade Fan Kingdom is gone."

Bai Jun spread his hands, telling Chen Heng the hard truth.

"Oh right, I forgot about that." Chen Heng sighed, a little disappointed.

However, the Grand State Preceptor will definitely go to the Hundred Corpse Tomb, and then it will be easy to catch him.

"Let's go, there's nothing left here."

Chen Heng stretched, pulled out a new set of clothes from his dragon skin pouch, and put them on.

Ever since he developed the Heavenly Manifestation of the Self-Transformation Great Freedom Heavenly Demon Body, the ice silk armor could no longer be worn.

No matter how tough and elastic the ice silk armor was, it couldn't withstand temperatures of over 1500 degrees.

But Chen Heng still had a solution.

The Self-Transformation Great Freedom Heavenly Demon Body allowed Chen Heng to perfectly control every cell, which meant his skin cells could change into the appearance of clothes at any time.

However, this trick could only be used when there was truly nothing else to wear, otherwise Chen Heng always felt like he was running naked.

"Big Brother Chen, how do you know there's nothing left here?"

Bai Jun looked at Chen Heng with some curiosity.

"If you want to go and see, then go and see. I won't stop you."

Chen Heng spread his hands. He couldn't very well say that the most valuable thing in the entire world-suppressing nail was already in his hands, could he?

Once asked how he knew, he would be stuck.

"Then forget it, let's go." Bai Jun was actually still thinking about the remaining Disciples of the True Immortal Sect, wondering how they were doing in Qiyang City.

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At the same time, inside Qiyang City.

After enduring countless hardships, the Disciples of the True Immortal Sect finally stood before the gate of Qiyang City.

Their clothes were tattered, indistinguishable from a group of beggars.

Their journey had not been peaceful; they were unlucky enough to encounter a Heaven Rank Anomaly and almost completely wiped out on the way.

If it weren't for Elder Ru's Magic Treasure being fast enough, they probably wouldn't have reached Qiyang City.

That battle also used up the last of the True Immortal Sect's meager resources. Some unlucky ones didn't even have shoes.

Even worse, some had torn pants with no place to mend them, half their buttocks exposed.

Fortunately, Cultivators are not afraid of heat or cold, otherwise, they would have frozen to death on the road long ago.

"Elder Ru, shall we go in now?" A Disciple covered his face; he was a bit ashamed to be seen in his current state.

"Let's go. Didn't Senior Chen say that reporting his name in Qiyang City would definitely work?"

Elder Ru himself was actually a bit uneasy. He didn't know if Chen Heng was just bluffing him.

However, such a powerful individual wouldn't lie to them about something like this, so it was worth a try.

Shaking his head, Elder Ru walked towards the gate guarded by members of the Five Spirits Gang.

"Stop, Qiyang City is not accepting refugees right now. You can try Heming City further ahead."

A Five Spirits Gang member saw the tattered figure in front of him and stepped forward to stop Elder Ru.

He casually took a few black flatbreads from a nearby clay pot and handed them to Elder Ru, considering it a benevolent act.

"No, we are not refugees." Elder Ru instinctively took the flatbreads, only realizing a few seconds later that he had done something foolish.

It is common for Cultivators to abstain from grain; they wouldn't starve even if they didn't eat for half a year.

Those with higher cultivation could go without food for over a decade.

"Then who are you?" The gang member scrutinized the man in front of him; his Aura was indeed different from ordinary people.

"We are Cultivators from the True Immortal Sect, invited by Senior Chen Heng to Qiyang City to recuperate."

Elder Ru lightly coughed, straightening his posture.

He was a Nascent Soul Cultivator after all, and even if he was in someone else's territory, his Aura couldn't be too weak.

But it couldn't be too strong either, otherwise, if Senior Chen found out, it would be over... "Chen... You are Master Chen's guest!?"

The gang member looked the man up and down, unable to believe that Master Chen's guests would look like this.

"Don't ask too many questions. We encountered some situations on the road."

Elder Ru felt relieved upon hearing this. It seemed Senior Chen hadn't been bluffing them.

"This matter is beyond my authority. I will relay it to Steward Xu, who will make the decision."

Although the gang member didn't truly believe these people were Master Chen's guests, since the words had been spoken, he couldn't be negligent.

One must know that in Qiyang City, one could offend anyone, even Gang Leader Gou Long, but Master Chen was absolutely not to be offended.

If that Master was angered, he wouldn't even need to act personally; a mere breath could wipe you out!

Cupping his fists towards Elder Ru, the gang member immediately ran and scurried to find Steward Xu.

When Steward Xu learned of the matter, he realized he couldn't make a decision either and could only report it further up.

Ultimately, this small matter was brought to Gou Longxun.

"Chen Heng's guests, the True Immortal Sect!?"

Gou Longxun was originally drinking tea and practicing calligraphy, but upon hearing the news, he immediately threw the brush in his hand.

Xu Lieying looked at the brush stuck in the ceiling and couldn't help but shake his head.

With your temperament, you're still practicing calligraphy... "Quick, quick, quick! I want to personally welcome the Immortals of the True Immortal Sect!"

Gou Longxun immediately changed into his most expensive set of clothes, mounted his red horse, and galloped towards the city gate.

Seeing their Gang Leader act this way, the other gang members also rushed towards the city gate.

This caused a huge commotion; the entire Qiyang City knew that Immortals had arrived.

Crowds of people surged, everyone wanting to catch a glimpse of what an Immortal looked like.

"Everyone, move aside!" Gou Longxun roared, and the crowd immediately cleared a path.

"You are... Elder Ru?" Gou Longxun immediately dismounted, asking the man with the dark, aged face in front of him.

"You are...?" Elder Ru was somewhat surprised, not expecting anyone in Qiyang City to recognize him.

"It's me, Gou Longxun! Elder Qiu Yongling brought me back then!"

Gou Longxun didn't expect to meet someone he knew here, but how had this once incredibly handsome man changed so much?

"Ah? So those are Immortals? How come they look almost the same as the refugees who came fleeing a few days ago?"

Just as the two began to reminisce, a very discordant voice reached Elder Ru's ears.

"Yeah, yeah, Old Gang Leader wouldn't have been tricked by this bunch, would he?"

"I don't think they look like Immortals; they look more like beggars."

...

All sorts of discussions reached the ears of the True Immortal Sect members, each of them now wishing they could dig a hole on the spot and bury themselves.

"How embarrassing..." Especially the female Disciples, their faces as red as a monkey's bottom.

"Elder, quickly cast an illusion to hide us! Our Spiritual Qi is all used up!"

"Eh? Elder? Where are you, Elder?"

Only then did the Disciples realize that the several Soul Transformation Elders who had been with them had disappeared.

Upon closer inspection, those old geezers had used an illusion to hide themselves nearby.