The immortal pill is reborn and possesses the body of the charming female shopkeeper.

Chapter 46 9 Immortal Palace

The middle-aged man's face lit up with joy. The figure hiding in the restaurant lobby, the color of its clothes, was almost exactly like Jun Xiaolian.

"Immortal Lord! I see her, it's that little brat! A jinx!"

Pointing at Luo Sifan, the middle-aged man's hand trembled with excitement. "I'm rich!"

Today, I just finished negotiating the price with the immortal who came to my door. The immortal was very generous and gave me five taels of silver right away.

They didn't want to turn around and look for Jun Xiaolian, but that little rascal actually picked up some firewood from the woodshed, climbed over the beams, and ran away, leaving them anxious and searching for a long time!

Luo Sifan turned around and met the eyes of the so-called "Immortal Lord" in colorful robes. Their eyes clashed in a flash.

Both sides are cultivators, so they can naturally perceive things that ordinary people cannot.

Once Luo Sifan's innate sword body harbored hostile thoughts, its probing power instinctively poured out in full force. The colorful-robed Taoist's emotions, intentions, and even the strengths and weaknesses in his cultivation were all fed back to him without Luo Sifan needing to think deeply.

The sword was restless, and even the methods for making moves and blocking the retreat of the Taoist in colorful clothes poured into Luo Sifan's nascent soul.

The Taoist in colorful clothes froze, a chill running down his spine, a sense of impending doom looming over him.

Luo Sifan was also startled by the reaction of the innate sword body. He quickly calmed down most of the hostility of the innate sword body.

Killing someone over a disagreement is simply not Luo Sifan's style.

The murderous intent that had enveloped the two suddenly dissipated, and the Taoist in colorful clothes touched his neck, finding the chill gone.

After muttering a few words to himself, the Taoist in colorful clothes reached out to stop Jun Xiaolian's uncle and aunt, and with a smile on his face, slowly walked into the restaurant step by step.

Luo Sifan gently stroked Jun Xiaolian, his left hand, which was adorned with a ring, inadvertently slipping outwards.

His eyes swept over the colorful-robed Taoist priest in front of him with a detached gaze, a hint of mockery playing on his lips.

"Senior, I am Ji Yuan, a True Person of the Nine Immortals Palace. I am here to greet you!"

Ji Yuan appeared confident and composed, but he was actually feeling somewhat uneasy inside.

His school specializes in the path of the soul, so he could naturally feel the overwhelming power of Luo Sifan's Infant level.

Moreover, Luo Sifan's innate sword body's killing intent had given him a sense of impending doom, making him even more cautious.

The crowd outside the restaurant, who were usually so arrogant, suddenly fell silent when they saw the "Immortal Lord," whom they usually revered like a god, bowing deeply to the weak and powerless Luo Sifan. They all stopped and shut their mouths.

"Very well! You know what's good for you. If you had dared to be disrespectful, you would already be lying dead here!"

Luo Sifan's eyes were deep and he spoke softly.

Despite the forceful words, Ji Yuan couldn't muster any anger and could only awkwardly force a smile.

"Please sit down, I have something to ask you!"

The tragic fate of Jun Xiaolian's family was mostly due to this person's actions. Even if Luo Sifan wanted to kill someone, he wanted to find out the truth first.

Ji Yuan felt a sudden chill run down his spine and obediently lowered his head to sit across from Luo Sifan at the table.

Jun Xiaolian was so frightened that she buried her head in Luo Sifan's arms, not wanting to see his face.

Luo Sifan hugged her and gently stroked her head a few times with his left hand to reassure her not to overthink things.

Ji Yuan's eyes darted around, constantly peering out. When he suddenly saw the Soul-Stabilizing Ring on Luo Sifan's finger, his eyes widened in shock.

As soon as he lifted his buttocks, Ji Yuan felt as if he had been pricked by a needle, almost jumping up. He smiled obsequiously, stuck out his buttocks, and bowed again.

"With an celestial envoy from the celestial realm here, there is no place for a lowly person like me! I was blind and did not know that an celestial envoy from the celestial realm had arrived. Please forgive me!"

Luo Sifan listened to his nonsense but did not refute him. Seeing his frightened expression and his persistent stare at the Soul-Stabilizing Ring, she began to have some thoughts.

Luo Sifan shook the ring on his hand, feigning smugness.

"Jiyuan, you actually recognize this precept?"

"Although the colors vary, the materials and textures are absolutely impossible to fake. Your Excellency, there is no need to test me."

Ji Yuan, unsure whether it was a blessing or a curse, said with a bitter face.

Luo Sifan nodded slightly:

"Let me ask you something first. Do you know this Qi Xiu, who is from the same sect as you?"

Qi Xiu, the cultivator who killed Lin Xiaozhi and chased Luo Sifan and Bai Moyan outside Yong'an City, is still found in a corner of the Mirage Pearl along with the soul bottle containing his soul and the chicken claw-shaped murder weapon.

Ji Yuan pondered deeply for a while, but came to no conclusion:

"Our sect's patriarch traveled the world and had hundreds of disciples, each cultivating their own path. I have never had the chance to see the name Qi Xiu."

Blinking, Ji Yuan hesitated for a moment, then slowly said:

"All members of our sect are under the jurisdiction of the celestial envoys of the upper realm. If the celestial envoys wish to find someone, why not...why not inquire with the celestial envoys of the upper realms?"

Luo Sifan glared at him:

"Why are you meddling? I know perfectly well enough to know. I was just asking casually, it's nothing important."

Jun Xiaolian, nestled in Luo Sifan's arms, listened to their conversation and grew increasingly frightened. She tilted her little face up, trying to break free from Luo Sifan's embrace.

"You're in cahoots with them!"

With tears welling in his eyes, filled with shock and resentment, he exerted all his strength.

Luo Sifan was preoccupied with dealing with Ji Yuan and forgot about the feelings of the little girl in his arms.

Without time to explain, he sealed Jun Xiaolian's acupoints, letting her collapse in his arms, tears streaming down her face, and fall into a deep sleep.

Ji Yuan stood to the side with a strange expression and a lewd look, thinking to himself that this celestial envoy from the upper realm, with his unparalleled beauty, actually had a penchant for such things. Appearances can be deceiving.

With his innate sword body, how could Luo Sifan not understand Ji Yuan's sordid thoughts?

I almost struck with my sword and cleaved that stinking Taoist priest in two on the spot.

Standing up with a cold expression, Luo Sifan said to Ji Yuan:

"This immortal envoy travels the world, holding a sinecure and doing errands. I have long heard of your Nine Immortal Palace, please show me around."

Ji Yuan was not very knowledgeable and had no idea what a celestial messenger's job was. He nodded and bowed with some doubt and led the way.

The onlookers dispersed after Ji Yuan shouted at them, and few dared to follow and watch the spectacle.

Jun Xiaolian's aunt and uncle, having failed to receive their money and intimidated by Ji Yuan's tyranny, returned home dejectedly.

Although the Nine Immortals Palace was famous, when Luo Sifan saw the actual structure, it was not much bigger than a small temple.

Ji Yuan flattered Luo Sifan all the way, boasting about his own achievements, which allowed Luo Sifan to learn a lot of the secrets of this sect.

Luo Sifan feigned profundity, responding sparsely to avoid saying too much and making a mistake, thus severing the opportunity to help him.

He will definitely go to the Soul Realm where Mu Xiaoqing is, and then he will kidnap Mu Xiaoqing and sever her karmic ties with this realm.

Within the Nine Immortals Palace, there is one main hall and one main pavilion. The main hall is the Nine Immortals Hall, and the main pavilion is the Immortal Master Pavilion.

Luo Sifan stepped into the small Nine Immortals Hall. Amidst the swirling incense smoke, his gaze swept over the nine colorful sculptures, each with a different expression and standing on colorful clouds, and he couldn't help but be taken aback.

The man in the middle looked familiar; wasn't he the old man in black robes and gold patterns from the Palace of the Lord of One Dream City?

"That's it?!"

Luo Sifan found it both funny and absurd.

Ji Yuan secretly observed Luo Sifan's expression, completely disregarding the respect shown to the leader of the Nine Immortals, and instead bowed down in submission.

Luo Sifan glanced through the so-called immortal Taoist books compiled by Ji Yuan and was utterly impressed by Ji Yuan's boundless imagination.

The book depicts Dream City and Peach Blossom Land in a comprehensive way, showing that even mortals in the immortal realm live a carefree life like royalty in the Silver Frost Empire.

Ji Yuan looked hesitant, his old face slightly flushed as he tried to decipher the enigmatic expression on Luo Sifan's face, and stammered out a tentative question:

"My esteemed celestial envoy, I have spent decades preaching to ordinary people in the mortal realm, and I regret that I have never been able to witness the splendor of the celestial realm firsthand. May I ask you, my celestial envoy, is the celestial realm truly so idyllic and unforgettable?"

Luo Sifan recalled the memories of his wild and unrestrained lovemaking with Mu Xiaoqing in Yimeng City, the heart-pounding moments that made him oblivious to the passing of time.

She smiled brightly, filled with longing:

"The wonders of this world are not to be explained to outsiders!"