"Hiss..."

After hearing Lu Heng's words, everyone present couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

As if they had eaten a devil's pepper.

What kind of pill could actually cure terminal blood cancer?

That hermit truly deserves to be called an "Immortal"!

Not only can he produce rare items like Immortal Rice, but also pills that can cure terminal illnesses.

If such treasures are not quickly developed, wouldn't it be a disservice to oneself?

With this in mind, Director Li and the two "Xuan" generation uncles' eyes grew increasingly fervent.

Lu Heng shivered under their gaze.

Damn it, I'm not interested in men; what are you staring at?

The Sect Leaders of Taiyi Dao, Jingming Tao, and Louguan Tao furrowed their brows, deep in thought.

Their ideas differed from those of Director Li and the others.

Director Li and his group wanted to obtain the pill that could cure terminal blood cancer and the fragrant Immortal Rice for profit.

However, these Sect Leaders were uninterested in these.

They wanted the cultivation methods of that "Immortal".

If they could obtain these cultivation methods, could they also develop some mystical powers?

Elder Song noted down everything Lu Heng said in his notebook.

He circled the words "blue pill" repeatedly.

He was contemplating whether this pill was only effective against blood cancer or worked on other cancers as well.

If it was also effective against other cancers, its value would be immeasurable!

Xuan Cheng remained expressionless.

It seemed that nothing Lu Heng said stirred any emotion in him.

This made Lu Heng feel guilty.

Could this generous master see through something?

No way, right?

My acting skills are obviously top-notch!

The hall was silent.

Everyone, including Lu Heng, harbored different thoughts.

So for a while, no one spoke.

"Qingfeng, is that pill really so miraculous?"

The first to break the silence was Xuanming, who had remained silent all along.

This generous uncle's face was full of curiosity, and he couldn't help but ask.

"I'm not sure either."

"But a month ago, that Taoist gave me another one, and after taking it, I felt much better."

Following the previously crafted story, Lu Heng feigned confusion.

"Then it must be truly effective!"

Xuanming nodded and didn't say more.

"Ahem..."

Director Li coughed lightly and asked, "Taoist Qingfeng, you... you..."

"Are you sure that hermit is at Seeking Immortality Temple?"

Originally, he wanted to ask if the other party still had any of those blue pills.

If they did, he planned to have them analyzed.

But before he could finish, Elder Song glanced over, prompting him to switch questions hastily.

"Yes, definitely!"

Lu Heng nodded.

"Then if we go now, can we see that hermit?"

A "Xuan" generation uncle asked eagerly.

"That Taoist left a few days ago."

"He said there were things to attend to, but I don't know what exactly."

Lu Heng, like a robot, nodded and shook his head.

"Didn't he say when he'd return?"

Another "Xuan" generation uncle couldn't contain himself either.

"No, he didn't!"

Lu Heng replied bluntly.

The two exchanged glances, unable to hide their disappointment.

"Nephew Qingfeng, didn't that hermit teach you any cultivation methods?"

The Sect Leader of Taiyi Dao asked for the first time.

"No, he didn't!"

"The Taoist said I'm terminally ill and have no potential for cultivation."

Lu Heng replied again.

"I see."

The Sect Leader of Taiyi Dao nodded lightly. After exchanging a look with the other two Sect Leaders, he asked no more.

"Everyone has no more questions, right?"

Elder Song glanced around.

Everyone shook their heads, indicating they had none.

Through the previous inquiries and conversations, they realized that the Qingfeng before them was just a tool with no real knowledge.

The answers they sought were all with the "Immortal"!

"Since no one has any more questions, let me ask the last one!"

Elder Song's gaze fell back on Lu Heng.

He asked again, "Taoist Qingfeng, may I ask, is the masked Taoist fortune-teller streaming on Douhu the same hermit?"

"Yes!"

Lu Heng nodded in confirmation.

Having heard this, Elder Song knew what to do and smiled, saying, "Alright, let's end here for today."

"Taoist Qingfeng, if you have other matters, feel free to leave."

Lu Heng secretly pouted.

This is classic scumbag behavior!

Use and discard!

Still, he felt his storytelling today was decent.

After all, the real drama was at the Seeking Immortality Temple!

"Master, I'll take my leave then."

Lu Heng looked at his generous master Xuan Cheng, thinking the story was finally over.

"Go then!"

Xuan Cheng nodded slightly, indicating he could leave.

Without any reluctance, Lu Heng turned and walked out of Qingyun Hall.

He didn't care what these people were thinking; as long as he unleashed "Zhenyuan" at the right moment, he would be safe.

As for what these people wanted from "Zhenyuan", he could decide whether to respond.

After all, hermits disappearing for 360 days a year isn't unusual, right?

...

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, a week had passed.

Over the past week, Lu Heng hadn't let "Zhenyuan" make an appearance.

He heard from seniors delivering daily supplies to Seeking Immortality Temple that Elder Song and others, out of respect for "Zhenyuan", had set up tents outside the temple.

Unfortunately, "Zhenyuan" never showed up, leaving Elder Song and others waiting in vain for seven days.

"I've waited long enough; it's time for the alter ego to appear!"

"Let's stream once tonight!"

Lu Heng felt the timing was right to execute the next step in his plan.

After all, Elder Song was over sixty years old.

And those three Sect Leaders weren't young either.

If anything happened to them, it wouldn't be good.

Truly, I'm too kind-hearted!

At 7 PM, Lu Heng opened Douhu Live and entered his live-streaming room.

My dear fans, I've missed you all so much!

The ten-day hiatus drove the fans crazy.

As soon as they received the notification, they rushed into the streaming room.

"Taoist, how could you leave me for so long?"

"Scumbag! How could you not visit me for ten days?"

"Boohoo... do you know how I've lived these ten days?"

"Ten days, that's 240 hours! That's 14,400 minutes! Where's my calculator?"

"Life without the Taoist, I couldn't eat or sleep well, and even beauties lost their charm."

"Yeah, I'm tired of those half-covered flashy women; I just want to watch a maverick like the Taoist!"

"Ahem... brother, can you tell me more about those flashy women?"

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