Senior sister, stop working and go home for dinner.

Chapter 71 Immortal Master, Save My Daughter!

Following Chen Anran and Su Wan, the group headed up the mountain. The mountain path was rugged, posing a considerable challenge for the pampered executives. Before long, Mr. Li and Mrs. Liu from Internet Networks were already panting heavily.

Strangely, despite feeling exhausted, the warm current from the spiritual food they had consumed at "Cloud Hidden Abode" slowly circulated through their limbs and bones, nourishing their muscles and dispelling their soreness. This meant that although they were tired, they didn't feel completely drained.

"Amazing, truly amazing!" Mr. Wang exclaimed, wiping his sweat. "Normally, I would have had to rest three or five times by now, but I can actually keep going!"

Zhao Qiming was proud and said with a smile, "Now you know the value of that meal, right? This is just the beginning. If you eat it regularly, the benefits will definitely be even greater."

Little Bell, walking at the very front, would occasionally look back at the uncles and aunts who were walking unsteadily, and cover her mouth to secretly laugh.

Seeing this, Su Wan slowed her pace even more, considerately taking care of the speed of these "ordinary" guests.

About half an hour later, the group finally arrived at the gate of the Cloud Hidden Sect.

The newly renovated sect, yet still exuding an ancient charm, comes into view, with its green tiles and white walls, a spacious square, and an old locust tree with a graceful canopy.

"So this is the immortal's cave... It's really different!" Mrs. Liu murmured. She felt that taking a deep breath here made her chronic pharyngitis feel much better.

On the way up the mountain, Chen Anran sent a message to Lin Xiaoman on her mobile phone, asking her to tidy up a few clean guest rooms.

When Su Wan and Chen Anran led everyone to the guest rooms in the east wing, they happened to see Lin Xiaoman walking out of a guest room.

Lin Xiaoman saw Su Wan and Chen Anran and stepped forward to greet them, "Sect Leader, Daoist Chen. The guest rooms have been prepared."

Su Wan and Chen Anran nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Then, Su Wan looked at Zhao Qiming and the others, "The mountain dwelling is simple, please rest here for the time being. You can ask Lin Xiaoman to arrange your daily necessities. There are some places in the sect that are for quiet cultivation, so please do not trespass."

"Definitely! Definitely!"

"Sect Leader Su, rest assured, we will absolutely not cause any trouble for your sect!"

Everyone readily agreed, their attitude respectful.

After making the arrangements, Su Wan took Xiao Ling'er and left first. Chen Anran stayed behind and gave Lin Xiaoman a few more instructions, mainly about how to meet the basic needs of these wealthy people while ensuring that they would not disturb the peace of the sect.

After Zhao Qiming and the others settled in, they were even more excited. They felt as if they had stumbled into a hidden world completely different from modern society. The air, the environment, and even every blade of grass and tree here seemed to exude an extraordinary aura.

Zhao Qiming entered his guest room. The room was simply furnished, but bright and clean, with brand new bedding. Opening the window, one could see the lush mountain scenery and smell the fresh fragrance of grass and trees.

Zhao Qiming stood by the window and took a deep breath of fresh air. "I really want to abandon everything and live here for the rest of my life."

In the following days, the Cloud Hidden Sect experienced an unprecedented "liveliness".

These wealthy individuals ate meals made from spirit rice and spirit vegetables every day, experiencing increasingly better physical changes, and each of them became radiant. During the day, they would either stroll, drink tea, play chess, or pester Fatty Li to inquire about "anecdotes of the immortal sect" within the scope permitted by the sect. At night, they would sleep peacefully in a tranquil environment, and the anxiety and insomnia accumulated over the years would be cured without any medicine.

They had tried to ask Chen Anran about the "spiritual treasure," but Chen Anran always declined, saying that "the opportunity has not come yet and the materials are hard to find." However, he would occasionally "generously" give them a small packet of "warmed" calming tea leaves or a few "spiritual fruits" that "strengthen the body," which they treasured and were extremely grateful to Chen Anran and Su Wan.

Chen Anran was delighted. These wealthy people staying here would spread their experiences and observations throughout their circles, leading to an increasing number of people visiting their Yunyin Sect or Yunyin Abode. Moreover, the "accommodation fees" and "meal fees" they paid were quite substantial.

The already strained finances, which had been depleted by various expenditures, were restored to prosperity thanks to their arrival.

During this time, Chen Anran's cultivation did not slacken because of Zhao Qiming and the others' arrival; he continued his cultivation routine every day.

Having changed his cultivation method, and with the assistance of spirit rice, spirit vegetables, spirit fruits, and spirit-gathering stones, Chen Anran was beginning to feel the approach of a breakthrough. He could sense that he was not far from the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

That afternoon, as Chen Anran was practicing his meditation under the old locust tree as usual, Zhao Qiming suddenly ran towards him, tears streaming down his face.

"Master Chen, no, Immortal Master Chen!"

Chen Anran's cultivation was interrupted by Zhao Qiming's sudden cry. He frowned slightly, stopped his practice, and stood up. He saw that Zhao Qiming was pale, covered in sweat, and rushed over, almost kneeling down, his hands trembling as he held up his phone.

"Master Chen! Please save my daughter!" Zhao Qiming's voice was choked with sobs, his words incoherent. "Mengmeng... Mengmeng and some of her friends went exploring an abandoned hospital in the suburbs of Lincheng, but they got lost inside. No matter which way they go, they keep returning to the same spot, and their cell phone signal is intermittent..."

Chen Anran's expression hardened as she took the phone from Zhao Qiming's hand. The video call was still going on, but the picture was blurry and intermittent. The background was pitch black, with only a small area illuminated by the phone's flashlight, revealing several young faces filled with terror.

One of the girls, who was surrounded in the middle, was as pale as a sheet and trembling all over. She was Zhao Qiming's daughter, Zhao Mengmeng.

The phone was supported by a stand, and Zhao Mengmeng wore a light blue jade pendant around her neck, which was emitting a faint but stable and continuous soft halo, forming a light shield that barely enveloped her and her friends.

Outside the light shield, there seemed to be distorted, shadowy figures looming.

"Dad...Dad...we can't get out..." Zhao Mengmeng's voice, choked with sobs, came through intermittently. "This jade...is protecting us...but we're trapped here too..."

Zhao Qiming was so anxious he stamped his feet and shouted into the phone, "Mengmeng, don't be afraid! Daddy has found a master! Master Chen is right here! Hold on, don't run around!"

Chen Anran instantly grasped the situation.

The Soul-Suppressing Jade that he evolved has an extremely strong restraining effect on ordinary evil spirits. It was the protective aura formed by this jade that temporarily saved Zhao Mengmeng and the others' lives, preventing them from being immediately devoured or possessed by the vengeful spirits here.

However, judging from the frequency and brightness of the jade light flashing, it was clearly being continuously depleted.