Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 766 The Only Pure White Jasmine Flower in the Cultivation World (12)

After a hundred years of recovery, the secret realm no longer has any powerful demonic beasts, nor many treasures; it only contains ordinary mountain herbs, just with stronger spiritual power.

Lanxi grew up listening to stories of her elders bringing back treasures from secret realms, and now she felt a kind of indescribable disappointment.

Lan Shan didn't think so. Since the chance to enter the secret realm was bought with spirit stones, he naturally wanted to get as many as possible to recoup his investment.

Every disciple thought the same thing. Wherever the disciples went, it was like a locust swarm passing through. All the medicinal herbs that had any effect disappeared.

Xiong Bufan was enjoying his leisure time in his room. As long as her requests were met, she was always very easygoing.

Kongkong was somewhat melancholy. Who exactly was Twilight? What dreams could a flower have, or whom could it meet?

This task is said to be simple, but it's difficult to complete completely, so it's been dragging on for a long time.

"Bufan, what are your thoughts on the mission?"

Xiong Bufan swallowed a mouthful of the immortal fruit. "I'm going to take as much food as I can from here as possible. This trip won't be in vain."

Kongkong took a deep breath. "I asked how to complete the mission, not what to do after completing the mission."

"Oh, I'm planning to go check out the Demon Realm in a couple of days. Didn't that guy named Twilight seal the Demon King back then? If I kill the Demon King, the mission will probably make some progress."

"Ok."

The fairy maids continued to bring food, mostly fairy fruits from the orchards of the fairy sect.

The disciples of the various immortal sects only had one day to enter the secret realm, and when they came out, they all had satisfied expressions on their faces.

On the third day, the various immortal sects began to leave.

In previous Hundred Flowers Gatherings, the three divine lords, Wude, Zhihan, and Zhiwei, organized a competition to select the disciple with the highest talent from the various immortal sects.

This year, both Wu De and Zhi Wei were seriously injured. Zhi Han was too busy to handle things and didn't want to bother with them, so he simply sent them away.

The Shengjing Immortal Sect felt that an opportunity had come and began to make connections with other immortal sects. Even in the cultivation world, interpersonal relationships are important, and now the Yitian Sect has no future.

The various immortal sects also cooperated, befriending the North Sea God, hoping to take advantage of the situation and gain some benefits.

As the people from the Yitian Sect of the Zhihan Organization began to leave the Hundred Flowers Gathering, there was nothing for him to do, so he naturally wouldn't stay here for long.

Because the float had not been completed, Xiong Bufan's trip to the Demon Realm was temporarily delayed. Even if Zhihan was unwilling, Xiong Bufan had no choice but to return to the Yitian Sect first.

Wherever there is food, Xiong Bufan will go.

After gaining access to interstellar weapons in the cultivation world, Xiong Bufan no longer wanted to expend his abilities to fly. Instead, he took out a spaceship he had crafted himself and stood on it.

Its high-tech appearance was somewhat out of place in the world of cultivation, so Xiong Bufan added some flowers and plants to make it look more normal.

To outsiders, the aircraft looked like a large clod of earth being pulled up from the ground and carrying a person in the sky.

Zhihan looked at Xiong Bufan's mount, hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Father, should we change this flying artifact?"

Xiong Bufan glanced at him sideways and said, "You want to buy it? I want five thousand spirit stones."

“Father, I have some of the finest cranes.”

Xiong Bufan: "I don't accept barter. Are you going to buy it or not?"

Zhihan simply couldn't accept a flying magic weapon that looked like a lump of dirt, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Buy it, I'll buy it."

"Give me spirit stones." Xiong Bufan said, extending his hand.

Zhihan smiled, but actually wanted to spit on it, but was afraid of being bombarded.

A little while later, Xiong Bufan, carrying a bulging storage bag, sat on the crane, put his arm around the crane's neck, and followed it back to the Yitian Sect.

Looking at Xiong Bufan's expression, Zhihan began to pray that she would not cause any more trouble.

The Hundred Flowers Society's attack knocked the Heavenly Sword Sect down to the second-ranked immortal sect, and they can no longer withstand any more damage.

"Father, when we return to the Immortal Sect, I will forge an identity for you. You can settle down here with peace of mind."

Xiong Bufan: "What's your identity?"

"The reincarnation of Twilight Fairy, so it will be more convenient for your son to take care of you in the sect."

Over the years, quite a few Twilight Fairies have been brought back, and the disciples have gotten used to it, so this identity is currently the most suitable.

"No, I am who I am, not anyone's reincarnation!"

"Is your father someone you're ashamed of?"

Zhihan smiled on the surface, but thought to himself: You know about this too? If you know what's good for you, get lost.

Xiong Bufan began to unleash his dramatic nature, "You actually despise your father? You're unfilial."

As soon as the words "unfilial" were uttered, the sky began to rumble. The unsuspecting disciples thought someone was about to undergo a tribulation of lightning and quickly sped up.

Zhihan found a magical artifact to protect himself from lightning strikes, and said, "Father, please don't misunderstand me."

Your son is definitely the most filial son in the world.

"I don't believe it."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a bolt of lightning struck down. Zhihan's magical artifact was somewhat effective, but it still managed to knock him down.

Disciples: "God!!"

"The deity has fallen! Quick, call for help!"

Zhihan: "Shut up, all of you!"

Xiong Bufan sat on the crane watching the commotion. Unfilial people should be punished, especially since he had such a kind father.

When Zhihan landed, she was caught by her own magical weapon, the Osmanthus Sword, thus avoiding the tragedy of falling to the ground.

Upon seeing this, Xiong Bufan remembered his sword, took it out, and carefully wiped it clean.

Magical artifacts are the least likely to betray you, so you should treat Hengdao better in the future.

Hengdao sensed Xiong Bufan's thoughts, emitted a clang, and pledged its loyalty, promising to follow its master forever.

When Zhihan returned, her appearance had been tidied up, but she looked somewhat unhappy.

He is now filled with regret; he shouldn't have made such a vicious oath in the first place.