Upon hearing this name, Third Senior Brother's eyes flickered, but he still said nothing.

Meanwhile, Chen Changsheng continued to recount the past with a cheerful smile.

"Moreover, you conducted a detailed investigation into this matter and discovered that the Funeral Escort first appeared a hundred years ago for the Blood Demon Ancestor's funeral."

"In addition, the Funeral Escort has countless connections with Master Ikkyu of the Heavenly Buddha Temple."

"To this, I can only say that the Funeral Escort isn't as terrifying as you claim. He's just a coffin seller."

Having said that, Chen Changsheng turned around, waved his hand, and strode out.

From afar, Yuanshan shouted at Chen Changsheng's departing figure, "Brother Changsheng, will you come back?"

"I've made a coffin for each of you. When the time comes for you to use it, I'll return."

As his words fell, Chen Changsheng had already disappeared.

Watching Chen Changsheng leave, Third Senior Brother was filled with mixed emotions.

In truth, ever since this young junior brother arrived at Shangqing Temple, he had sensed something unusual about him.

Because he noticed that time seemed to leave no trace on Changsheng.

In the world of cultivating immortality, there are pills that can preserve youth, but time leaves marks not only on the body but also on the heart.

Over the ten long years, the three-year-old Yuanshan had grown into a thirteen-year-old boy, and everyone had changed to some extent.

Yet, after ten years, Junior Brother Changsheng's eyes remained as clear as when he first came to Shangqing Temple.

At first, he thought it was just Changsheng's good state of mind.

But twenty years later, when he returned to Shangqing Temple, Changsheng's eyes were still as clear as ever.

Thinking of this, Third Senior Brother sighed softly and said, "Yuanshan, in a while, announce to the outside world that the last disciple of Shangqing Temple has died from a cultivation deviation."

"Why? Brother Changsheng is alive and well, isn't he?"

"Just do as I say. Changsheng has his own path to follow, and his fate with Shangqing Temple has ended."

Hearing this, Yuanshan was silent for a moment but eventually nodded.

He had been brought to Shangqing Temple by his master at the age of three, and although he entered a few months earlier than Brother Changsheng, taking the title of senior brother, he had always regarded Changsheng as his elder brother.

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If possible, he really didn't want to see Brother Changsheng leave, but there is no feast that doesn't end.

Seeing Yuanshan's downcast mood, Third Senior Brother patted his shoulder with his only remaining right hand and said, "The Ancestor always said that those who enter the Dao are shallow in emotions yet value loyalty and righteousness."

"Others may not understand him, but we must."

...

Leaving Shangqing Temple, Chen Changsheng looked up at the azure sky and then at the immortals retreating from the border, smiling.

"My face-loving master!"

"You've always cared so much about your reputation; how could you allow yourself to remain in a foreign land after death?"

"Let me, your disciple, bring you back."

"As master and disciple, this time I won't charge you any spirit stones."

With that, Chen Changsheng stepped towards the border.

The Royal Dynasty had been defeated, and the front was already engulfed in flames, but Chen Changsheng had never cared about this situation.

His current goal was only one: to find old friends and lay them to rest.

...

"Humans entering the city must pay three copper coins!"

Two members of the demon clan stopped Chen Changsheng. Seeing the two Qi Refining third-level demons, Chen Changsheng obediently handed over three copper coins.

After paying the entrance fee, Chen Changsheng smoothly entered the city.

Sensing the faint spiritual power within the city, Chen Changsheng sighed, "Not revealing my cultivation was indeed the right choice."

"Even such a small city has a Golden Elixir cultivator stationed here. How did the Nightmoon Kingdom suddenly become so strong?"

With this doubt in mind, Chen Changsheng found an inn to stay in.

For this border journey to collect bodies, Chen Changsheng did not choose sword flight or use spiritual power to travel.

Instead, he used the most primitive method, walking step by step.

The place he needed to go had already been occupied by the Nightmoon Kingdom, and a human Golden Elixir cultivator flying openly in the sky would definitely attract attention.

As it turned out, Chen Changsheng's cautious approach was correct.

As he drew closer to the Nightmoon Kingdom, Chen Changsheng finally understood why the Royal Dynasty had lost so thoroughly.

Because the demon cultivators of the Nightmoon Kingdom were simply too numerous.

Foundation Establishment cultivators were everywhere, Golden Elixir cultivators were as common as dogs, and Elemental Infant Realm cultivators could be seen every few days.

Faced with so many cultivators, it was no wonder the Royal Dynasty lost.

Reflecting briefly on the situation of the two countries, Chen Changsheng ordered a few local delicacies, planning to enjoy them before continuing on his journey.

However, his thoughts of savoring the food were interrupted by a conversation between two demons.

"Have you heard? Our demon king's daughter is holding an open selection for a husband. Anyone above the Foundation Establishment Realm can participate."

"Of course I've heard, but what does it have to do with us?"

"Our demon king is from the noble Silver Moon Wolf clan. Do you think we have the qualifications to become the demon king's son-in-law?"

"Even if we don't have the qualifications, it's worth going to see."

"I heard the fox clan is preparing an Elemental Infant Realm puppet as a gift!"

"An Elemental Infant Realm puppet? You must be joking."

"Why would I lie to you? This Elemental Infant Realm puppet was obtained by the fox clan from Phoenix Mountain."

"Back then, to kill this cultivator, the fox clan dispatched three late-stage Elemental Infant Ancestors!"

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng muttered helplessly.

"Master!"

"I spent five years walking here, and as soon as I arrive, you present me with such a big problem."

"As one of the strong clans in the Nightmoon Kingdom, how am I supposed to get you from the fox clan?"

"I can't fight them alone!"

Faced with such a difficult situation, Chen Changsheng scratched his head in frustration.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea popped into his mind.

"The fox clan is a strong clan in the Nightmoon Kingdom, and the demon king is the Silver Moon Wolf King. If I become the Silver Moon Wolf King's son-in-law..."

"Wouldn't I have the chance to ask for this puppet from the fox clan?"

"Though this idea is absurd, theoretically, it seems feasible!"

Chen Changsheng kept muttering to himself, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt this idea might work.

...

Nightmoon Kingdom's Royal Palace.

"Reporting to the demon king, the princess has run away."

"Then hurry and send people to find her. If my daughter loses even a single wolf hair, you will answer with your heads."

With a commanding voice, the entire palace was thrown into chaos.

Meanwhile, on a mountainside outside the royal city, a lively young woman stuck her tongue out at the distant capital.

"Bleh~"

"If you like getting married so much, do it yourself!"

"This girl won't accompany you!"