Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 281: Chapter 162: Grand Sect Law, Appearance and Spirit Divergence! Zhang Fan’s True Identity

In the office of the Lao Mountain Daoist School, the air seemed to have frozen, quiet as if it had fallen into a coffin.

The smile on Luo Baizhang’s face gradually solidified as he looked at Wei Qingsong, his eyes filled with unfamiliarity. He couldn’t recall ever seeing this proud junior brother with such an expression.

The spine that had always been straight as a peak now had a slight curve, and at this moment, in his eyes, there seemed to be only the young man from Night is not bright.

”Do you... know each other?”

Luo Baizhang, after all, was accustomed to the world and quickly reacted, breaking the ice.

”Senior Brother, let me introduce, this Daoist brother is...” Wei Qingsong hurriedly said.

”My name is Zhang Fan. I come from Night is not bright.”

At this moment, Zhang Fan took the initiative to speak, directly saying: ”The reason for disturbing Hall Director Luo is about the disappearance of our company’s employee, Jiang Lai...”

”Sit down and talk.” Luo Baizhang raised his hand to indicate.

Zhang Fan sat opposite Luo Baizhang and nodded to the side, where the Liu Brothers stood behind him.

”About Jiang’s matter... These days, we’ve been trying to find out through some connections, but there’s been no news...” Luo Baizhang calmly said, subconsciously raising his eyes to look at Zhang Fan.

”Could she have gone to see some friends? Maybe a boyfriend or something?”

”No, even if she went to see friends, she wouldn’t completely lose contact.” Zhang Fan shook his head and said.

It’s not like ancient times now; communication is advanced. If a normal person is completely unreachable, there are only two possibilities: either it’s intentional, like Zhang Lingzong, or something unexpected happened...

”I want to know, in the few days before Jiang Lai disappeared, where did she go? Who did she meet?” Zhang Fan asked.

”That I don’t really know, you see, she’s a woman, how could she tell us at the Lao Mountain Daoist School about her whereabouts?” Luo Baizhang took a small sip from the teacup on the table.

”To speak sincerely, I’ve already coordinated Jiang’s matter with Younger Brother Bai, and we did our best. She’s a grown woman; wherever she wants to go, truthfully it’s not something others can control.”

The implication was clear: such a grown person should be responsible for her actions. If it’s her own reason for disappearing, it has nothing to do with the Lao Mountain Daoist School.

”In that case, Hall Director Luo has indeed gone to some effort.” Zhang Fan nodded and instinctively glanced at Wei Qingsong beside him.

Before coming, Bai Buran had reminded him that Luo Baizhang was not very upright. Years ago during his cultivation on Lao Mountain, he struggled with the austerity of mountain life and only gained his current position through connections and networking after descending the mountain.

Jiang Lai’s disappearance might not be related to him, but if he claimed to be completely uninformed, then it would be wise to consider further. Otherwise, why would he have asked Wei Qingsong to support him, giving a bit of the feeling of ’300 taels of silver are not hidden here’?

”Rest assured, Daoist brother, since Senior Brother Luo has already done his best, perhaps I can be of assistance.”

At that moment, Wei Qingsong stood up and took on the responsibility.

After all, he was from the Daoist Alliance of East Mountain Province, and finding someone in the East Mountain Province should not be difficult.

”Younger Brother Zhang, don’t be anxious. With Junior Brother Wei’s help, your colleague should soon have some news.” Luo Baizhang grinned and said.

”But I’m very anxious.”

Zhang Fan shook his head, his expression slowly darkening: ”Hall Director Luo, you truly have no information to share with me?”

”Hmm!?”

Hearing this, Luo Baizhang noticed the coldness in Zhang Fan’s words, causing him to raise an eyebrow: ”Younger Brother Zhang, I know you’re anxious, but this is East Mountain Province. Sometimes, even if you’re extremely anxious, you have to remain patient, otherwise, you’ll suffer greatly.”

”To put it bluntly, if a woman falls in love and runs away with a man, it’s possible... In this world, there are always unexpected things.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan slowly stood up.

Seeing this, Wei Qingsong’s expression changed slightly, nervously staring at Zhang Fan, he too stood up.

”I really must thank Hall Director Luo for the reminder.”

Hearing this, Wei Qingsong slightly breathed a sigh of relief.

”Younger Brother Zhang, there’s a saying: ’A mighty dragon is no match for a local snake.’ When in East Mountain territory, if you want to get things done, you have to follow the local rules.” Luo Baizhang squinted his eyes and chuckled softly.

”Is that so? Then today I shall see the rules of Hall Director Luo.”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Fan’s eyes slightly narrowed, and three feet above his head, a Primordial Spirit shot up to the sky.

”Primordial Spirit Emergence, Daoist brother...” Wei Qingsong’s face trembled sharply, losing his voice.

”Young man, you dare to act here?”

Luo Baizhang’s expression turned harsh, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

He slapped his forehead, and his Primordial Spirit emerged as well. As soon as it left the body, his mouth opened wide, spitting out a rounded white bead, resembling a white bone skull, with gusts of eerie wind and the sound of ghostly wailing.

”White Bone Divine Descent Skill!?” Wei Qingsong’s eyes jumped.

This is a magic from the Lao Mountain Daoist Skill, reaching the pinnacle of the esoteric arts. It gathers white bones, tempers the Primordial Spirit, and fuses Taiyin into a Pill. Once achieved, it manifests a White Bone Outer Scenery, chilling the land, inciting inner demons, and inducing terror in all directions, specifically breaking cultivation.

This magic is immensely powerful but challenging to cultivate, in ancient times requiring one to seek burial grounds, collect and refine white bones repeatedly, taking at least ten years to accomplish.

Besides that, during the cultivation process, one might be disturbed by heart demons, seeing mountains of bones or countless wandering souls from the Netherworld...

Through all this, one tempers the Primordial Spirit, ultimately birthing a white bone observation amidst grim Yin Qi, cultivating the Divine Descent Skill.

Rumble...

Sure enough, when Luo Baizhang’s Primordial Spirit just spat out that skull-like white bead, everyone’s expressions changed. The Liu Brothers’ minds were shaken; looking at their hands, only the bare bones remained as the flesh fell away...