Senior sister, stop working and go home for dinner.

Chapter 63 After the Thunder

"In some extremely ancient notes from Longhu Mountain, I have seen obscure records such as 'Mysterious Yin Furnace, Ice Skin and Jade Bones, obtaining its primordial Yin can help one break through realms,' but I always thought it was just the imagination of the ancients or the rumors of evil sects. I never thought that it was actually true, and that it was related to the Yunyin Sect."

Chen Anran's heart sank. Even the ancient records of Longhu Mountain contained this information, which meant that Shi Haisheng's mad words before his death were very likely true.

The Cloud Hidden Sect and its three senior sisters may face not just one or two evil monks in the future, but countless old monsters who have awakened from a long slumber and have a crazy desire to break through their realms!

"Why is our sect's lineage like this?"

Chen Anran felt a wave of powerlessness. This damned cultivation technique was simply the root of all the trouble it brought to his senior sisters!

"Good fortune may be a harbinger of misfortune, and misfortune may be a harbinger of good fortune." Zhang Nanshan patted his shoulder. "This method must have its own extraordinary aspects, otherwise the ancestors of the Yunyin Sect would not have passed it down to this day. However, possessing such a treasure is a crime; before having sufficient power to protect it, this specialness becomes its original sin."

He glanced at the ruins of the hall and square, and the three women who were still unconscious. He lingered on Feng Xiaolu for a while before turning his head and calling out loudly towards the mountain gate, "Disciple, come here."

At the mountain gate, He Qingyun, who had been hiding in the shadows, walked towards them.

Zhang Nanshan asked his apprentice, "Did you record it all?"

He Qingyun took out a brand-new smartphone from the wide sleeves of his Taoist robe. The screen was still lit up, showing the entire process of Shi Haisheng confessing his crimes and finally trying to escape but being killed by lightning.

"Master, the entire process of Shi Haisheng's evil deeds has been recorded."

Zhang Nanshan took the phone, quickly scrolled through it, and after confirming that there were no problems, handed the phone back to He Qingyun, saying, "Keep it safe."

After speaking, Zhang Nanshan looked at Chen Anran, "Young friend Chen, you need not worry about this matter anymore. The Jingang Temple cannot escape responsibility for its lax discipline and poor judgment. I will personally take this evidence to the Jingang Temple to negotiate and demand an explanation, otherwise... humph!"

Chen Anran understood Zhang Nanshan's words perfectly. He meant that there was no need to fear that the Vajra Temple would retaliate against the Cloud Hidden Sect, as Longhu Mountain would support them.

Chen Anran bowed deeply: "Thank you for your righteous help, Master Zhang. The entire Yunyin Sect will remember this kindness." After a slight pause, Chen Anran added: "However, I hope that Master Zhang will not reveal the matter of the 'Ice Purity Jade Snow Technique' to anyone else."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Nanshan blinked and smiled, saying, "Don't worry, this old Taoist knows what's important. And don't let my appearance fool you, I'm a master editor."

After saying that, Zhang Nanshan looked at the three women who were still unconscious in the room, "Alright, go and settle your senior sisters first. This place is a mess, we can clean it up tomorrow."

Chen Anran nodded, said no more, and turned to walk quickly toward the three senior sisters who were still unconscious beside the ruins of the hall.

He carefully lifted the most gentle and delicate senior sister, Su Wan, into his arms, feeling her light weight and even breathing. Confirming that she was just unconscious, he felt a little relieved. He then carried her back to her room, gently placed her on the bed, and covered her with a light blanket.

Next was Second Senior Sister Wei Qingyi. Chen Anran gently picked her up and carried her back to her room to settle her in.

Finally, there was the third senior sister, Feng Xiaolu. She was usually the most lively, but now that she was quiet, she showed a rare tranquility.

After safely escorting his three senior sisters back to their rooms and settling them in, Chen Anran finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over him. He walked out of the room and returned to the now-ruins square.

Zhang Nanshan and his apprentice He Qingyun were sitting on the edge of a cracked stone slab, completely lacking any decorum.

Zhang Nanshan lit another cigarette, white smoke rising wisps in the cool moonlight. He Qingyun, standing beside him, frowned and whispered, "Master, you should smoke less. It's bad for your health. Besides, you've just been through a fierce battle; your energy hasn't recovered yet, and smoking will only damage your lungs..."

Zhang Nanshan nonchalantly exhaled a smoke ring, glanced at his apprentice, and said, "Enough talk! I know what I'm doing. If it weren't for this smoke keeping me alert, would I have been able to get back so quickly? Would I have been able to strike that bald monk so badly with a single lightning strike that he couldn't even take care of himself?" Despite saying this, he still stubbed out half of his cigarette.

Watching this scene, Chen Anran felt a strange sense of relief. He walked over and, like them, found a relatively flat rock to sit on.

Zhang Nanshan, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, pulled out a few items from his pocket and casually tossed them to Chen Anran.

Chen Anran subconsciously took it; it felt slightly heavy in his hand and had a warm, smooth texture. Looking down, he saw two strings of dark brown wooden prayer beads, a golden amber-like stone the size of a pigeon's egg, and an antique bronze mirror with slightly damaged edges and engraved with Sanskrit.

"Here, take it." Zhang Nanshan said casually, exhaling a smoke ring. "It's from that bald monk."

Chen Anran looked at the thing in her hand and was slightly taken aback.

Zhang Nanshan said, "My Longhu Mountain lineage has no use for these Buddhist trinkets; they're an eyesore." As he spoke, Zhang Nanshan took out a small bag and waved it in front of Chen Anran. "However, I'll take the spirit stones and money he has on him."

Chen Anran came to her senses and said, "It is up to Master Zhang to make the decision."

Zhang Nanshan laughed heartily upon hearing this, and patted Chen Anran on the back, "Not bad, kid."

After saying that, he took out two booklets. "I originally planned to let you come to my Longhu Mountain to 'study abroad' for a while, but judging from the current situation, I'm afraid you have no interest in studying at my Taoist temple."

One booklet had the title "Experiences in Cultivating the Five Thunder Orthodox Method" on its cover, while another had the title "Experiences in Building the Foundation of Samadhi Pure Yang".

Chen Anran was stunned again, and doubts arose in his heart. After all, after the incident with Shi Haisheng, he couldn't help but be more wary.

Yes, there's no such thing as a free lunch in this world.

"Master! This is you..."

Not only Chen Anran was puzzled, but even Zhang Nanshan's first disciple was also puzzled. He Qingyun was shocked and was about to dissuade him, but Zhang Nanshan waved his hand to interrupt him.

Zhang Nanshan took the gourd off his back and stuffed it into He Qingyun's hand, saying, "You still have to drive later, go back to the car and close your eyes first."

"But Master..."

"Do you want to drive while fatigued so you can take your master to immortality in another way?!"

Zhang Nanshan glared at He Qingyun, who dared not say another word. She simply picked up the gourd and walked towards the mountain gate.

Once He Qingyun was out of sight, Zhang Nanshan took a deep drag on his cigarette and snorted, "That rebellious disciple, all he does is oppose me!" Though he said this, he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

"Brother He is doing this all for your own good."

Zhang Nanshan waved his hand, interrupting Chen Anran, his gaze becoming distant, as if he could see into the distant past through the night.

"Back then, it was twenty-two years ago, not long after the Feng family's daughter was born."