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Jiang Ming picked up Master Si and looked into the depths of the forest. He shook his head and walked toward the wooden house.

Although the land where the immortal encounter took place had been destroyed, it was obvious that it held deeper secrets. Jiang Ming did not want to explore it yet. At the very least, he had to reach the peak of the Grandmaster level.

In the evening, Jiang Ming finished cleaning the house and sat side by side with Master Si and Black Bean at the door, slowly watching the setting sun sink into the night.

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“Boss… We’ve lived a good life thanks to you…” Master Si’s thin paws wrote some words on the ground.

Jiang Ming patted its head and did not speak.

Master Si and Black Bean might be able to hold on for a few more years, but what then?

Jiang Ming stared at the endless night sky. To be honest, he liked immortality, but sometimes it was really lonely.

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The seasons went by.

Jiang Ming had been staying on the mountain. Every day, he took Master Si and Black Bean up the mountain and down the river to catch fish and collect mushrooms. Every night, he would cook them a hearty supper.

When he was bored, he would practice martial arts to improve his blood Qi and temper his body.

Jiang Ming found that after breaking through to the Grandmaster realm, there was still a lot of room for improvement.

Another half a month later, Yu Yan suddenly sent him a message.

“Something has happened to the Nameless.”

Jiang Ming opened the note and was not surprised. “As expected!”

The three major branches of the Nameless were all unrelated to each other. Everything was done through secret letters, and the three leaders had never even met before.

But this time, two of Wu Hen’s Dao Master assassins suddenly appeared in Qinglin City.

Wu Yan had not received any prior notice.

It was thanks to her management of Qinglin City that she was able to detect it in advance and escape alone. At the last moment, she had sent him this note.

“It seems that I’m right. Someone among the Nameless has colluded with the Qingxuan Army,” Jiang Ming muttered to himself. If not, how could there be such a coincidence? Just when he was about to exterminate the Liang family, this happened to the Nameless.

“I haven’t finished my work. Miss Wang can’t die yet.”

Jiang Ming shook his head, left some refined pills for Master Si and Black Bean, and left with the ghost’s head blade.

Although the pills written by the immortal cultivator could not be refined, it was of great help to Jiang Ming’s medical skills. In addition, he had traveled the world for decades. His medical skills were unparalleled.

The pills that he had refined could stabilize and increase his blood Qi. Thus, he hoped it could extend the life of his two old friends for a while longer. The pain of outliving his friends had just started to hit him.

“It’s time to settle some matters.”

Jiang Ming strode down the Cloudy Dream Mountain Forest and flew into the distance.