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"Over there is the Humble Abode. Why don't we take a moment to rest while the Auspicious Beast completes its evolution? We can make plans afterward."
The group remained still.
Sang Qingxiao smiled lightly. "Your Humble Abode is quite interesting."
Built halfway up the mountain and hidden behind the peak, it offered excellent concealment. The structure resembled that of ancient wealthy merchants, yet the roof was exquisitely crafted, akin to a low-budget version of celestial palaces from a past life.
There were seven or eight houses, surrounded by a yard filled with various flowers and plants. They weren't rare, but they had been meticulously cared for. Besides the flora, there were a few stone tables and chairs—nothing more, but it felt simple and comfortable.
Elder Tong spoke slowly, "I used to be a street fortune-teller, just trying to make a living. Eventually, I gained some fame due to my accurate predictions, and the master of a nearby temple invited me to stay there."
"I drove away one person after another from the temple, changing my appearance each time until I became every master of the temple in turn. This ability earned me wealth and power. I once lost myself in it and also faced disappointments. After going around in circles, I grew weary of it all and returned to the temple, only to find it noisy. So I sought out this place and built a quiet retreat where I spend most of my time."
Sang Qingxiao patiently listened until he finished speaking before steering the conversation back to the Cursed Dragon. "It's quite mysterious how that Abomination managed to find you."
Was she implying that I was in league with him?
It certainly seemed that way.
Elder Tong pondered for a moment before replying, "I only know him; more accurately, we are sworn enemies. Due to changing circumstances and similar situations, he has shown me some tolerance and even tried to recruit me at one point, but I refused."
"To be his enemy means your identity must be more than just a simple Diviner, right?" Qi Xiaomian approached Sang Qingxiao's side. "That Zhu Teng comes from the Upper Realm; could it be that you do too?"
Elder Tong looked at Qi Xiaomian in surprise, thinking he was merely guessing. The young man had quite an eye.
Qi Xiaomian did not argue against it.
Elder Tong sighed. "Indeed, I also come from the Upper Realm. The Cursed Dragon has committed grave sins; when we attempted to eliminate him, we made too much noise for various reasons and ended up here."
Heh, this man is not being straightforward; he's avoiding the main issue.
"What about the other immortals? Is it possible for us to visit one or two?"
Elder Tong's expression turned melancholic. "It's just me now; they have all returned to the Upper Realm. Because of this, the Cursed Dragon mistakenly believes that I share his resentment towards other immortals and wants me to join him in seeking a way back. That's why I've had several contacts with him."
"Each time he reached out was an attempt to persuade me. I grew impatient with him but didn't dare provoke him either; I merely responded dismissively. Perhaps it was my indifference that led him to mistakenly think we were allies."
"It's laughable that in times of crisis, he thought of me first! How could he forget? Immortals and demons can never coexist!"
Sang Qingxiao remained unfazed by his brewing emotions and continued questioning him. "You possess those lethal talismans; if he's such a nuisance, why not just kill him? If he had died earlier, countless lives would have been spared in the Great Ginger Dynasty."
Elder Tong wore a helpless expression. Do you know why I am the one left here? It’s simply because among all the immortals, my position is the lowest.
They ordered me to stay, and I had no choice but to comply. They said the Cursed Dragon must remain alive until they return to deal with it, and I could only stand by and watch.
Moreover, if the Cursed Dragon dies, you will reap the greatest rewards. My talisman only affects souls; it was your united efforts that forced the Cursed Dragon to shed its physical form, which gave me the opportunity to kill it.
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