“Three hundred and sixty five restrictions… in an ordinary stick of bamboo? Is this what the sect uses to test disciples?” Kong Mengqian’s eyes shone with expectation. “Then you need to keep your word, master!”

She skipped off. Meanwhile, Lu Yun held his head. He probably should’ve taught his disciple how to respect others first, hmm?

“Maybe the issue’s with my cultivation. It’s so low that my disciple is more like a younger sister.”

“When do we begin, young master?” Terra Demon approached the young man. They were to destroy the true immortal in three days, of which two had passed.

Lu Yun tossed a storage ring to him. “Here are one hundred and eight Transfer Talismans that I refined over the past two days. They can be assembled into a talisman formation. Go place them where the true immortal is.”

Terra Demon left to carry out his orders. With the nascent soul of an immortal king and the fortification of the Hongmeng Fruit, a minor true immortal wouldn’t discover him if he set his mind to staying invisible.

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