Chapter 245: I Guarantee There Won't Be Any More Problems!

As the Daoist Master of Baiyun Guan, he knew all too well the weight of the Na Du Tong Company in the world of Outsiders. For a figure of Zhao Fangxu's level to make so many calls in a row, something major had clearly happened.

With no time to overthink, he immediately called back. The phone was answered almost instantly.

"Daoist Master Luo," Zhao Fangxu's voice was as cold as ice, every word carrying suppressed fury, "Is your Baiyun Guan trying to turn the world upside down? Do you treat the rules of the Outsider world as mere decorations?"

"Chairman Zhao, please calm your anger!" Luo Daming hurriedly explained, his tone carrying a hint of apology, "What happened today was indeed a bit out of line; I apologize to you on behalf of Baiyun Guan. Please rest assured, I guarantee that such a thing will absolutely never happen again."

The other end of the line was silent for a moment before Zhao Fangxu's voice softened slightly: "What exactly happened today? An anomaly of that scale has completely exceeded our control. Now the entire internet is spreading rumors that someone at Baiyun Guan is about to achieve Ascension and become an Immortal, which makes it very difficult for us to clean up."

Luo Daming hesitated for a moment, considering how to phrase things so he could explain the situation without revealing too many details: "It was Lin Xuan refining a Pill..."

"Refining a Pill?" Zhao Fangxu's tone shifted from anger to shock, "He can even refine Pills? Just how many more skills does this kid have that we don't know about?"

"This..." Luo Daming didn't know how to answer either. To be honest, even he, as the Daoist Master, sometimes couldn't fathom the depths of Lin Xuan.

"And the Pill?" Zhao Fangxu immediately pressed, "I want to see it myself."

Luo Daming subconsciously touched the Nine-Turn Qi-Condensing Pill hidden in his robes, grateful for his quick thinking just now: "This... Lin Xuan said he has already consumed it."

Zhao Fangxu was clearly somewhat disappointed: "Then forget it. But remember this: next time there is any commotion, you must notify me in advance. The impact of such things is too great and must be strictly controlled. Otherwise..." He didn't finish, but the threat in his words was obvious.

"Yes, I understand." Luo Daming replied repeatedly.

After hanging up the phone, Luo Daming let out a long sigh of relief and touched the Pill in his robes again. The fewer people who knew about a Golden Treasure of this level, the better. Even with Zhao Fangxu's side, he could only report that everything was fine and must never reveal too much.

Meanwhile, in a five-star hotel suite on the other side of the city, Zhuge Qing was experiencing a terrifying nightmare.

"Get out!" he struggled in his sleep in agony, "You are not me! Get out!" Cold sweat soaked the sheets, his face twisted in pain.

In his Inner Scene, a figure identical to him, yet wearing a sinister smile, kept closing in: "Why resist? I am you, and you are me. Accept me, and you will obtain true power..."

Fu Rong, sleeping beside him, was startled awake; seeing Zhuge Qing's state, her heart ached. This situation had become increasingly frequent lately, and each time was more severe than the last.

"Ah Qing! Ah Qing, wake up!" She gently shook Zhuge Qing's shoulder, her voice laced with tears.

Zhuge Qing snapped his eyes open, a trace of eerie red light still lingering in his pupils. Only after he saw it was Fu Rong did the red light gradually fade, but the fear in his eyes lingered for a long time.

"That dream again?" Fu Rong asked with a pained heart, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

Zhuge Qing nodded weakly, leaning against the headboard and gasping for air: "The inner demon is getting stronger. I can feel it eroding my will bit by bit. If this continues..." He didn't finish, but both understood how severe the consequences were.

Fu Rong bit her lip and made a decision: "Let's go to Baiyun Guan."

"Baiyun Guan?" Zhuge Qing looked at her in confusion.

"Yes, the place that triggered the heaven and earth anomaly the day before yesterday," Fu Rong said, her tone carrying a glimmer of hope, "There is a Daoist there named Lin Xuan who is said to have very high cultivation. To be able to trigger an anomaly of that scale, he certainly isn't an ordinary person. Perhaps he can help you solve the problem of your inner demon."

Zhuge Qing pondered for a moment, recalling the astonishing anomaly he had seen that day: "Fine, there's no other way now anyway. If this continues, I will be swallowed by the inner demon sooner or later."

At the same time, in the ancient meeting hall of the Tang Sect, Tang Miaoxing was carefully studying a photo on his phone under the candlelight. It was the Pill-Thunder anomaly over Baiyun Guan; although the image was a bit blurry, the majestic momentum was still enough to shock anyone.

"This kind of Pill-Thunder..." He observed every detail of the photo repeatedly, "It actually bears some resemblance to our Tang Sect's Pill Devour. Could there really be some connection between the two?"

As the contemporary Sect Leader of the Tang Sect, Tang Miaoxing had conducted deep research into the Dao of Pills. Pill Devour was a phenomenon unique to the Tang Sect that appeared when refining certain special Pills, but its power was far inferior to this anomaly at Baiyun Guan.

"If I could invite Lin Daozhang to the Tang Sect for some guidance..." A hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes, "Perhaps it could solve some of the problems that have troubled us for years. The Tang Sect's Dao of Pills might still have higher realms to pursue."

Thinking of this, Tang Miaoxing immediately summoned the disciple on night watch: "Go prepare the most formal invitation, and make the wording humble. You must invite Lin Daozhang, no matter the cost."

"Yes, Sect Leader." The disciple took the order and left with light steps.

Tang Miaoxing continued to study the photo, his gaze growing deeper. He vaguely felt that this incident might bring earth-shaking changes to the entire Outsider world. And as the Sect Leader of the Tang Sect, he had to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

At the first light of dawn, Baiyun Guan was shrouded in a thin layer of mist. Golden light spilled through the branches and leaves of the towering ancient trees, adding a touch of mystery to this ancient Daoist temple. The copper bells under the eaves chimed softly in the breeze, and the crisp chirping of birds came from afar; everything appeared so peaceful and serene.

Wang Ye had risen early to wait. He had barely slept all night, his mind filled with how to break through his current bottleneck. When he saw Lin Xuan walk out of the Daoist room, he immediately went to greet him.

"Lin Daozhang," Wang Ye said respectfully, "I wonder if I might ask for your guidance? Slowing down the rhythm these days has indeed felt much better, but I always feel something is still missing."

Lin Xuan glanced at him, his gaze as calm as water: "Let me first check the condition of your meridians." As he spoke, a wisp of gentle Qi surged from his palm and slowly seeped into Wang Ye's meridians.

This power was like a spring breeze turning into rain; wherever it passed, the originally tense meridians gradually relaxed. Wang Ye only felt a warm current circulating through his body, an indescribable comfort.

"Hmm," Lin Xuan suddenly frowned, "Your meridians are slightly misaligned. No wonder you always feel you haven't grasped the essence of your cultivation. You need bone-setting."

"Bone-setting?" Before Wang Ye could react, Lin Xuan's hand was already pressed against his back.

"Ah!" A scream echoed through the courtyard, startling the pigeons in the yard into flight. Wang Ye was in such pain that cold sweat poured down, but soon, an unprecedented sense of relief spread throughout his entire body. It was as if all his shackles had been undone, and he felt indescribably light from head to toe.