Seeing his disguise being seen through, Luo Mingtang completely gave up on playing dumb.

He gently placed the child in his arms onto the ground.

In just an instant, the child's tender skin rapidly shriveled, losing all color, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a skeletal corpse.

The refugees who had been accompanying him before were completely terrified by this sight and fled in all directions.

No one paid them any attention.

Soon, only the old man and the young girl Shen Yiyi were left at the tea stall.

Luo Mingtang casually brushed the dust from his clothes, walked slowly to the table, sat down, and poured himself a warm cup of tea.

"Ah, a life full of ups and downs. Having a daughter as outstanding as you is a comfort, even in death."

Luo Mingtang closed his eyes slightly, inhaling the soothing aroma of tea, and a faint trace of loneliness appeared on his face as he sighed softly.

Luo Wanqing sat across from him, her tone indifferent:

"If not for those Immortals being dead, it would truly be difficult to find your true form. I underestimated your ability to hide."

"Heh... I indeed made the wrong bet."

A bitter smile appeared on Luo Mingtang's face as he forced a self-mocking laugh,

"Who could have anticipated that those Immortals, whom the world once revered as transcendent, would be so vulnerable and easy to defeat. Looks like this time, I overestimated them... Alas..."

Luo Wanqing sneered coldly, her voice like ice:

"Isn't it possible there are no truly extraordinary Immortals in this world, just a bunch of charlatans adept at stealing lifespans and indulging in greed under the guise of immortality?"

"Makes sense."

Luo Mingtang nodded gently in agreement.

He reached into his clothes, took out a dark yellow ancient book, and placed it on the table:

"Regardless, as a father, I do owe you something.

This 'Shentu Yin-Yang Records' is something I've reinterpreted and adapted from previous foundations—Jiang Shouzhong might achieve immortality, but that doesn't mean you all will.

The path in this world is long, and the greatest sorrow is watching loved ones age and fade away while you can only drink alone in desolation and pain.

This cultivation technique may not grant you immortality, but it might help you live longer. I believe with Jiang Shouzhong's wisdom, he will find a better way to stay with you all for a lifetime."

Upon hearing these lengthy words, Luo Wanqing's lips curled into a heavy sneer:

"Heh... How amusing. The esteemed Family Master Luo is suddenly acting like a doting father? Who knows if this old fox is setting some new trap."

Luo Mingtang laughed, "Whether this book harbors malice or opportunities, Jiang Shouzhong will know at a glance."

Luo Mingtang finished the tea in one gulp and tilted his neck back, "Do it now. Immortals are gone, ascension is out of reach; to die by my daughter's hand is settling the karma of this lifetime."

Luo Wanqing tapped her fingers lightly on the table, staring intently at her father, who raised her yet had mixed entanglements, her eyes showing a complex expression.

Ultimately, she sighed softly:

"How strange, I suddenly find it hard to strike. Fine, I'll spare your life."

She stood up, reached for the book on the table, and turned away.

However, after just a few steps, Luo Wanqing stopped abruptly, turned her head, and smiled: "Just kidding, old man."

The woman's arm waved.

A golden lotus condensed into a flying sword, piercing through Luo Mingtang's throat.

As Luo Mingtang's true form died, all his other soul fragments scattered across various locations disappeared like dissipating smoke.

Jiang Wan frowned slightly and said:

"Patricide is heavy with karma; aren't you afraid of repercussions? It would have been better if I did it."

Luo Wanqing snorted coldly, nonchalantly saying: "I don't care about karma."

She glanced sideways at Jiang Wan, asking, "Now that the Esoteric Sect's Saint Buddha is dead, and you are entirely free, what's your plan?"

"The world is so vast, and I want to see it."

Jiang Wan's face showed a serene smile, eyes gleaming with a desire, "Of course, I must first restore my true form, and I believe Senior Sister will help me."

Luo Wanqing said flatly, "I suspected you'd have calculations in mind. When Jiang Shouzhong and Li Guanshi were at the South Sea Holy Sect, you sneaked over and probably stole some Heavenly Divine Fortune from Jiang Shouzhong."

"Senior Sister is truly astute."

Jiang Wan laughed, "Heavenly Divine Fortune allows the ability to rift the void, and I can use it to shatter the void and venture into other worlds."

Luo Wanqing looked complex: "Is there really nothing here worth your attachment?"

Jiang Wan pondered with hands clasped behind her back, shook her head, and said:

"As long as Qingchen can live happily, that suffices. As for you, Senior Sister, your kindness I will always remember, heh heh."

With that, her figure flashed like a nimble swallow soaring into the air, disappearing without a trace.

Luo Wanqing helplessly rubbed her brow, turning to Ye Zhuchan and joked:

"I was thinking of inviting her to get intimate with Jiang Shouzhong together... It seems our unparalleled and stunning Sword Immortal, that boy, isn't blessed to have such grace."

However, Ye Zhuchan showed a mysterious smile, softly saying: "Uncle Jiang may not be entirely able to leave Brother Jiang."

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