Chapter 279: Harmony Sect Disciple

Night fell.

Hu Bing, Pangde and Yan Buji sat in the room, discussing the upcoming action plan.

"Although we assigned the various duties of the Offering Hall today, there are still too many people; most of them probably won't work sincerely," Hu Bing said.

"We must do things properly here; junior brother, do you have a Recording Stone?"

"Yes."

"Alright, whenever we have a mission, we must record it with the Recording Stone. I'll find a way to log each cultivator's mission time and location, so if anything goes wrong, we won't be blamed," Pangde said.

Yan Buji thought for a moment: "Senior brother, doesn't Xuan Qian Dao forbid the emperor from practicing martial arts? It seems that emperor is a Lianqi Level warrior."

"You mean he's a mundane Tianren Realm warrior? That's fine; a warrior can't become a climate," Hu Bing waved his hand.

"As for the rest, in the secular world, junior brother, please move around more and go see those Firework Lands."

"Firework Lands…" Yan Buji's face twitched.

My body is sturdy, but I'm past that age now.

But to be honest, the two are older than me and take better care of themselves than Yan Buji does, since they have been disciples of Green Mountain Gate since childhood.

That's the difference between free cultivators and those from orthodox lineages; at least in appearance, unless one practices some technique or ingests a Youth‑Preserving Pill, one cannot stay forever youthful.

But Yan Buji doesn't care about his looks; white hair and a gaunt face are fine.

As long as his strength is there.

Pangde said, "Our dealings with the Harmony Sect are unclear, but the main party isn't here, so we just watch for anyone causing trouble and show a stance to the Harmony Sect's cultivators."

"Got it. Tomorrow I'll go into the city to meet a Harmony Sect cultivator."

"Please, junior brother."

"Alright then, that's it for today. Let's all rest."

"Yes, senior brother."

Each returned to their rooms; Yan Buji projected his spiritual sense and found that most surrounding rooms were sealed with restrictions.

Yan Buji didn't bother further; after all, they were meeting for the first time and it would be impolite to pry.

"Since that's the case… I must hurry to incorporate the Rage Fire Technique into my system," Yan Buji said, raising his hand as a few sealing talismans fluttered from his sleeve. They're common closed‑type talismans; though they can't stop high‑level cultivators from spying, no one is likely to notice a Lianqi Phase cultivator like him.

Martial Dao Profound Skill!

Yan Buji's talent in Martial Dao is indeed formidable; the Rage Fire Technique nearly killed him in the Youming Jie, and had he not restrained the fury in time, he might never have returned.

Yet its explosive boost to his potential and combat power grew exponentially, far surpassing the first three layers of Yan Buji's own operation, so he deeply appreciates the Rage Fire Technique's might.

"This Rage Fire Technique may be linked to a Martial Dao Profound Skill concerning the seven emotions and six desires, but for me, fury truly is the best way to awaken potential."

If the ever‑increasing fury can be kept within limits, its power can be harnessed.

However, Martial Dao is tied to the flesh, unlike Magical Cultivation where refined magical power places less strain on the body.

Since Martial Dao Profound Skill involves the five organs, six viscera, and numerous extraordinary meridians, everyone knows that excessive Qi harms the liver, so Yan Buji must also nurture his liver.

During this period, Yan Buji plans to restore his body before attempting integrated cultivation.

The next day.

Yan Buji left early and wandered around the city a few times.

The Firework Lands are mostly lively in the evening, while mornings are quiet with few people.

But in Huang Du, people come and go; street vendors have been setting up since the crack of dawn.

Yan Buji felt a scene he hadn't experienced in a long time, sat before a breakfast stall and laughed:

"Boss, one basket of buns, a bowl of thin porridge."

"Alright, old sir, where are you from? Not a local, I guess?"

"Hehe, I came to pay respects to an old friend," Yan Buji said offhand.

The boss looked and laughed, "Sir, you're in such good health; my old father can barely get out of bed."

"Nothing serious, I assume?"

"Alas, whether it's a big matter or not, the doctor said he won't live past this month. What can I do? I just hope his final month isn't too painful," the boss shook his head and gave a wry smile.

"Birth, aging, illness, death—heaven's order cycles," Yan Buji said with a smile, eating his breakfast.

Although mundane food offers no benefit to cultivators, a long‑missed taste is still pleasant.

Just as if I didn't walk this arduous cultivation path, I'd probably be lying in bed waiting to die.

Cultivation, cultivation—truly mesmerizing.

"Boss, two baskets of buns, two side dishes."

"Alright, the two young ladies are back… No seats left, how about you two share a table with this old gentleman?"

"Sure."

"Sir, you see…"

"You two, make yourselves comfortable."

The two young ladies sat down, wearing long dresses and exquisite makeup, not looking like ordinary folk.

They gave Yan Buji a strange glance but said nothing.

There are already many cultivators in Huang Du; in recent days, most of the offerings from various sects are at Foundation Establishment strength, and this old man before us is only a late‑stage Lianqi cultivator, perhaps a free cultivator from elsewhere.

"Thank you, sir."

"Ladies, no need to be formal. Have you been staying in Huang Du long?" Yan Buji asked while eating buns.

"Hehe, sir, we're in the flesh‑trade business. If you have a Spiritual Stone, we wouldn't mind…"

"Hey, why are you talking to a fellow Daoist like that? Fellow Daoist, don't take offense; we're both Harmony Sect disciples, now working at the Yingchun Tower in the city."

"Harmony Sect disciples?"

Yan Buji glanced at them, nodded and said, "I am a Green Mountain Gate disciple, Huang Hao. This time I also came with my senior brothers to work at the Offering Hall."

"Ah? You're a ritual officiant?!"

"I don't need to lie to you; isn't your Harmony Sect disciple Liu Ruhua inside our Qing Shan Gate?"

"You even know Senior Sister Liu?!"

The female cultivator beside them saw something was wrong and hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist, greetings—I was rude and didn't introduce myself. I am Wang Yan of the Harmony Sect, and this is my junior sister, Jin Renxin."

Seeing the lively and clever Jin Renxin beside them reach out and scratch her hand, it seemed like she was waving in a friendly gesture.

Yan Buji nodded: "This time, my senior brothers have asked me to look around nearby; if anything happens at Ying Chun Lou, you can come find me. I'll definitely help if I can handle it."

"Thank you, senior brother. But since you know Senior Sister Liu, you still don't know how she's doing in Qing Shan Gate?"

Yan Buji thought for a moment: "Great, in our sect's Qi Refining Grand Competition she also got a good ranking; the disciples in the sect all like her."

Jin Renxin gave a hehe laugh: "I'm just as capable as Senior Sister Liu; she's truly received the master's true transmission!"

"Oh? Senior Sister Liu, is that your background?" Yan Buji was a little surprised.

Wang Yan tugged at Jin Renxin's sleeve, signaling her not to speak nonsense.

"Senior Brother Huang, since you've come, why not sit awhile at our place?"

"Sure, let's go."

"Boss, check please!" Jin Renxin shouted.