Ning Zheng taught these arrogant blacksmiths a lesson again, deducted a wave of wages, and successfully made them feel the pain.

They then started wailing loudly, vowing never to mess around again.

Ning Zheng could also understand why they would do such meaningless things.

Why do those murderers like to revisit old haunts?

They just enjoy seeing the detectives look baffled, unable to see through the brilliant crimes they committed!

But if you often walk by the river, how can you not wet your shoes?

This bad habit must be corrected, it must be changed!

Stop teasing Xin Xichen and those people for no reason. The solution is right in front of you, feeling itchy, huh? Let's see if I don't beat you up.

After teaching them a lesson, Ning Zheng turned his gaze towards the Imperial Mausoleum Adventure Town, the Longevity Dynasty instance.

He indeed planned to conquer this tomb in the short term.

Dragging it out is not a good thing.

And these experienced tomb raiders are somewhat skilled, digging frantically as if they were a locust plague, seemingly wanting to take all the good things away.

"However, the counterattack should be coming soon, right?"

Ning Zheng mused.

This wave is about closing the door and beating the dog; they can't escape, trapped in this tomb, no matter how brilliant they were in life, it's game over!

If Ning Zheng were in their position, being an Earth-bound Spirit and locked in a tomb, he truly wouldn't know how to escape.

No matter how strong they were in history, they couldn't defy logic, right?

Moreover, there's this group of five, Cursed, Phoenix Yi, wanting to pick the peach, sneak attack the master of this tomb.

If he didn't know they snuck in, they might have really snatched the food from his mouth.

But now.

It's not just that they're extremely lucky.

Ning Zheng is also extremely lucky; the Food God happened to mix into the team, knowing their true identity.

Perhaps, Ning Zheng could benefit from their conflict, letting them test the footing of this Longevity Emperor.

Logically speaking, the Great Emperor of Longevity has a Celestial Spirit Root, an outdated version... maybe easily suppressed by these two ancient elites with Immortal Spirit Roots.

But Ning Zheng was still prepared to observe in secret for a while.

What Ning Zheng found very interesting was, "This Bai Xingling's master is actually the first Great Emperor of Longevity? Becoming more like a protagonist in a storybook."

...

Relieve Worries Tower.

In these few days, they reviewed all the Cultivators selected by some Cultivators, visiting each branch of the Relieve Worries Tower, meeting each one.

The Food God also acted as a customer service representative for several days, receiving some customers.

Among them, some guests were harmed by Demon Cultivators seeking revenge, and if Relieve Worries Tower confirmed them as truly heinous, they would kill them for free.

They found some Cultivators forced by their families to commit evil deeds, tormented with guilt, and helped them fake death to escape.

In summary.

Relieve Worries Tower is an ancient charity organization.

The purely charitable kind.

Doing good deeds, rescuing those in distress, without charging a coin from the customers.

If worshiping at Guanyin Temple didn't work, worshiping at Relieve Worries Tower did!

This made the ever-busy Food God feel some sentiment, "This is truly a pure charity institution."

But for Cursed, it also brought benefits.

Using "goodness" to build a force, they formed a truly neutral Peach Blossom Spring with their nursery's back organization.

Mutually helping and supporting each other.

Cursed made investments in life, gathering like-minded tomb friends in death.

But there were also some malicious and ambitious guests, trying to swindle Relieve Worries Tower to satisfy their private desires.

The Food God saw quite a few of these over the days!

Bai Xingling rubbed his temples, "Exhausted, we've checked all the people on the list, met each one, and still haven't found it?"

"Could we have been wrong from the start?" No-Life Whale asked, "Maybe it's not here at all?"

Phoenix Yi chuckled, "Stop overthinking, see the remaining customers again."

Then they started working again.

A few days later, the Food God was sitting on a chair, receiving clients, when he saw a haggard-faced middle-aged woman walk in.

The Food God just took a glance.

[...Firewood burning analysis in progress...]

A series of numbers soon appeared.

[Warning, this is a test; in normal mode, biological identification is not possible to protect privacy.]

[Name: ??? (Unregistered)]

[Race: Human.]

[Spiritual Root: Lower Grade Water Spirit Root.]

[Gender: Female.]

[Cultivation: Three-Body Realm.]

[Reproduction: Yes (3~6 times)]

...

With just a glance, the Food God felt she did not meet the standards.

Firstly, this woman obviously lacked qualifications, having a Lower Grade Spirit Root, and hadn't completed the Five-Body Realm, with a pair of withered, aged hands. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Clearly unable to complete her cultivation in her lifetime.

Female, middle-aged woman, low-level Cultivator... anyone looking at her would think she had exhausted her potential, how could she possibly be a dynasty-founding Queen?

But still needed to do routine inquiries, the Food God said, "Auntie, what brings you to Relieve Worries Tower?"

The aunt sighed, "I'm looking for my son, my son was heartlessly stolen!"

The Food God was not surprised to hear this.

Some people thought it was trivial, even coming here for help after a child was stolen.

But to individuals, it's a big deal.

Relieve Worries Tower also has a bunch of volunteer kind-hearted Cultivators, helping to trace the aura, solving it easily.

Soon, the Food God skillfully contacted a cultivator skilled in tracking and arranged for the matter to be sorted out.

...Yeah right!

According to the Food God's intelligence, woman, child... these elements might involve some legendary No-Life Sect.

While it may not lead to capturing the true form of the Longevity Emperor, capturing the true form of the Mother of Non-Life...

That would also be good.

With that in mind, the Food God secretly followed.

He saw the woman leading the investigating Cultivator for a walk, eventually tracing her child outside the city.

In a rundown temple, the child had been abducted by traffickers and accidentally beaten to death.

The woman couldn't help but break down in tears, acting crazy, holding the infant's corpse, "My son, my son... why is every one of my children so unfortunate?"

The responsible tracking Cultivator also showed regret, and after slaying the remaining traffickers, could only leave.

The Food God thought to himself, "The issue is resolved, could this really just be a case of human trafficking?"

He hesitated, continuing to follow.

He saw the woman, holding the child's corpse, wailing, displaying a crazed expression, as if deranged, her face contorted, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying.

Suddenly she went berserk, smashing the child, pulling out a Brain Flower from his head, and took out an embroidery needle, stitching it into her belly.

As she stitched, she shouted, "Child, child, I'm taking you home."

The horrifying scene directly twisted the Food God's expression in fear, thinking: Could this be the first-generation Mother of Non-Life?