Nangong Quan was the black sheep of the family.
As the youngest son, almost every wish he had was granted by his family.
If things had continued on that path, he would have undoubtedly grown up to be an outstanding playboy heir.
But that didn’t last.
When he was nine years old, he fell seriously ill and was on the brink of death.
Then, out of nowhere, a Taoist suddenly barged into his VIP ward and forcefully stuffed a bunch of herbs into his mouth.
And just like that, he recovered?!
Nangong Quan was stunned by what had happened to him, but the old Taoist didn’t leave after curing him.
The very next day, he came back.
He told Nangong Quan that he was the Third Master who had run away from the Nangong family fifty years ago.
Ever since he was a child, he loved seeking immortality and the Way.
The moment he heard his family arranged a marriage for him, he ran away.
It had been fifty years since then, and the family had almost forgotten about him.
But if one checked the genealogy, they would find him for sure.
After telling Nangong Quan this nonsense, the Third Master disappeared again.
He only returned a week later.
By then, Nangong Quan had confirmed that everything the Third Master said was true.
On this second visit, the Third Master told Nangong Quan that the deaths of his parents were very likely caused by his Uncle and Aunt, who were now taking care of him.
Even his near-fatal illness might have been their doing.
Learning this was a thunderbolt to Nangong Quan.
He had no idea his so-called parents weren’t really his parents.
The blow was devastating.
After delivering this news, the old Taoist left once more.
But this time, he returned quickly—just three days after Nangong Quan had uncovered the truth.
He said he had come back purely to protect Nangong Quan from harm and asked if Nangong Quan was willing to leave with him.
Nangong Quan immediately agreed.
Little did he know, this departure would last for years.
Following the old man, Nangong Quan would eventually discover the old Taoist was a fraud!
Although he did have a runaway Third Master, it was definitely not this charlatan!
This old charlatan had tried to scam money from Nangong Quan’s real parents.
Nangong Quan had been deceived for six whole years.
When he learned that the old Taoist had secretly poisoned him through the family maid just to gain his trust by curing him afterward, Nangong Quan’s disappointment hit rock bottom.
Despite everything, Nangong Quan had developed a fondness for the Taoist path.
He had always dreamed of becoming a great Taoist who exorcised demons and upheld the Way.
But the old Taoist kept stopping him from pursuing anything dangerous, using the excuse that he might get hurt.
Instead, he was only allowed to spend his days studying the Yijing, Daodejing, Huangdi Neijing, and the Compendium of Materia Medica on his own.
In the end, Nangong Quan’s greatest realization was that it had all been a lie.
His real parents were indeed his Uncle and Aunt, who had always cared for him.
They had been sending money secretly all along, fearing the old Taoist would harm him.
No matter how much money they sent, Nangong Quan lived on simple meals—tea-soaked rice and lightly stir-fried vegetables.
Fortunately, his life was not entirely bleak.
There was a young lady who accompanied him named Miss Feng Qinyue.
She appeared to be two or three years older than him.
Together, they studied talismans and sutras, and even without the old Taoist’s guidance, they made some progress.
Nangong Quan had thought that he and Feng Qinyue would become a celestial pair in the future, but heaven had other plans.
When Nangong Quan was fifteen, Feng Qinyue suddenly approached him, revealing that everything the old Taoist said was a lie—they had both been deceived.
The old Taoist was no Taoist at all but a Huangshan Fox Spirit in disguise, whose goal was to use them for profit and harm others!
How could Nangong Quan accept such a truth? But soon, Feng Qinyue handed over all the evidence she had gathered.
The moment Nangong Quan learned the truth, his heart ached.
He had hated his Uncle and Aunt for years, only to find out they had been protecting him from the old Taoist’s harm all along.
Nangong Quan couldn’t just let it go.
When he confronted the old Taoist, he was severely beaten.
If not for Feng Qinyue using a teleportation talisman to get him out, he might have died there!
But…
But… Feng Qinyue…
When Nangong Quan recovered and returned, neither the old Taoist nor Feng Qinyue were there.
Dispirited, Nangong Quan returned to the Nangong household, where no one cared about his long absence or the trouble it had caused.
His Uncle and Aunt wept with joy, but Nangong Quan only felt deeper pain and guilt.
This only strengthened his resolve to become a true Taoist capable of defeating the old Taoist.
But… he had no true Taoist master to guide him.
Before, he had Feng Qinyue—naturally talented—helping him progress faster.
But now… learning alone, how could he possibly improve?
Moreover, he still had to attend school as arranged by his Uncle and Aunt… leaving him no time to seek a master.
Until today…
He was just planning to wear his Taoist robe and accompany his Uncle to contact his middle school teachers when, while riding on a raised highway, he saw a celestial being slaying dark mist demons in midair like a ghostly specter!
No one around seemed to notice the celestial being, but Nangong Quan did!
He figured it was because he had opened his Tianyan.
He immediately urged the driver to chase after the figure.
But the driver couldn’t see anything, so Nangong Quan jumped out of the car and chased after the celestial being on foot.
Having spent years with the Huangshan Fox Spirit, Nangong Quan’s speed was not something ordinary vehicles could match.
Still, he couldn’t catch up to the celestial being in the sky.
Eventually, exhausted, he reached a busy street and, without hesitation, knelt down and loudly called out “Master!” performing the traditional three bows and nine kowtows, hoping to catch the being’s attention.
His plan worked perfectly.
The celestial being clearly noticed him.
When he turned back, Nangong Quan kowtowed even harder.
No matter what, he was determined to make this great power his master!
He wanted revenge!
He wanted to find Feng Qinyue!
But the one he kowtowed to now was filled with nothing but disbelief…
Chang Fei’s mouth twitched as he looked at the boy who suddenly appeared and kneeled before him.
The boy looked one or two years older than him and completely disregarded his own dignity, ignoring the curious onlookers who treated him like a madman.
“Hey… you just…” Chang Fei tried to get the boy to stop, but before he could finish, the boy raised his head, eyes full of hope, and said, “Master, you can just call me Xiao Quan. My name is Nangong Quan!”
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