Incredible Insight: Cultivating Immortality at Eight, Astonishing Zhang Sanfeng

Chapter 179

To be honest, after being away for over a month, Ning Changge found himself missing the quiet days in the Library Pavilion. There, he could leisurely meditate on the Dao without the need to travel or deal with worldly affairs.

With this thought, he decided it was time to return.

Upon hearing his decision, the people of Peach Blossom Island were visibly disheartened.

Huang Yaoshi couldn’t help but say, “Changge, why leave in such haste? Why not stay on Peach Blossom Island for a few more days…”

Huang Rong’s eyes were filled with hope.

But Ning Changge simply shook his head with a smile. “This journey has been a complete success. If I calculate the time, it’s indeed time for me to return to the mountain. Senior Huang, there’s no need to worry. We’ll meet again during my master’s centenary celebration.”

He smiled warmly at Huang Rong, his gaze calm and gentle. Her initial disappointment melted away, replaced by a shy blush.

Seeing Ning Changge’s firm resolve, Huang Yaoshi could only sigh and relent. “Very well. When the time comes, I’ll bring Rong’er and the others to Wudang. Zhang Zhenren’s centenary celebration will surely stir the Jianghu, drawing countless powerful figures.”

He couldn’t help but marvel.

With Wudang’s current prestige, Zhang Sanfeng’s ascension to the Land Immortal realm, and Ning Changge’s unparalleled combat prowess—having slain two Land Immortals on Mount Zhongnan—many factions would seize the opportunity to curry favor with Wudang during Zhang Sanfeng’s centenary celebration.

By then, Heaven-Man realm experts would be everywhere, and even Land Immortals would likely make an appearance.

It would undoubtedly be one of the grandest events in recent Jianghu history!

Ning Changge merely smiled. He wasn’t particularly concerned about such matters. As long as his master was happy, that was all that mattered.

After all, before achieving immortality, how many people could celebrate a hundred years of life?

“Everyone, until we meet again at Wudang,” Ning Changge said, nodding to the group. His gaze lingered on Huang Rong for a moment before his figure vanished into thin air.

The crowd was filled with awe.

Huang Yaoshi couldn’t help but sigh. “Spending these days with Changge felt like living in a dream. Now that the dream is over, I can’t help but feel a sense of loss.”

The others nodded in agreement.

Huang Rong, meanwhile, stared blankly at the spot where Ning Changge had stood. A wave of melancholy washed over her. Initially, she had no particular impression of her unseen fiancé. But now, Ning Changge’s image was deeply etched into her mind.

Her eyes gleamed with determination.

“I refuse to be just your junior sister!”

To walk the path of the Dao, to seek immortality together—that was a romance beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Feng Heng glanced at her daughter and gently patted her head in encouragement.

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After leaving Peach Blossom Island, Ning Changge quickly entered the Jiangnan region.

Unlike his leisurely descent from the mountain, during which he wandered from the Ming Dynasty to the Song Dynasty, experiencing the mortal world and gaining enlightenment, this time he moved swiftly. Having achieved his goals, there was no need to dawdle.

Using the Five Elements Escape Technique, Ning Changge traveled at incredible speed. Occasionally, he paused briefly at familiar places before reaching the Ming Dynasty’s territory.

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In a bustling inn, the air was filled with chatter.

This was one of the favorite gathering places for Jianghu travelers, where the latest news from the martial world could be heard.

Ning Changge sat at a table, savoring a dish of Kou Shui Ji (Mouthwatering Chicken). Despite its simple ingredients, the chef’s skill was commendable. As he listened to the conversations around him, he found the experience rather enjoyable.

“Have you heard? The Little Immortal killed the Evil Emperor Xiang Yutian and the Living Buddha of the Secret Sect on Mount Zhongnan!” someone said in a hushed tone.

Some were shocked, while others remained indifferent.

By now, it had been some time since Ning Changge’s departure from the Quanzhen Sect. While the news hadn’t spread throughout the Ming Dynasty, those with access to information were already aware.

Seeing that his revelation hadn’t caused much of a stir, the man huffed and said, “That’s not the real news. What I’m talking about is Zhang Zhenren’s centenary celebration!”

This time, he had everyone’s attention. A wealthy patron even called over a waiter to pour the speaker a drink.

Satisfied with the attention, the man wasted no time and said, “Wudang is the rising star of the Jianghu. At the beginning of next year, Zhang Zhenren will celebrate his centenary. Having ascended to the Land Immortal realm, and with the Little Immortal’s combat prowess surpassing that of ordinary Land Immortals, many factions are eager to use this opportunity to forge ties with Wudang.”

“I’ve heard that distant factions, such as Snow Moon City of the Northern Li Dynasty, Cihang Jingzhai of the Sui Dynasty, the royal family of Dali, and even the reclusive Xiaoyao Sect of the Song Dynasty, will be attending!”

“By then, Heaven-Man experts will be as common as clouds, and even Land Immortals will make an appearance. What a grand event it will be!”

The man’s eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Someone chimed in, “Brother, you’re not wrong. This is indeed one of the most significant events in recent Jianghu history. But if you ask me, it’s both a blessing and a curse for Wudang.”

The crowd’s attention shifted, and even Ning Changge raised an eyebrow.

The speaker, an unassuming elder, chuckled and said, “Wudang is now the holy land of Daoism. Including the Little Immortal, it boasts two Land Immortals in one sect.”