Although Jing Huaisong didn’t make it onto the list, a new top dog had appeared on the List of Gods.

It was none other than the Emperor of Great Yan, Gongsun Xiang, who had escaped a calamity thanks to the Glazed Immortal Palace’s scheming.

This man hadn’t been on the list before, so why, after arriving at the Glazed Immortal Palace, had he ended up on Zou Feng’s radar?

’Could it be...’

Zou Feng suddenly had a thought. Under normal circumstances, a First Grade Expert shouldn’t be susceptible to an Immortal Venerable’s bewitchment, but Gongsun Xiang was clearly an exception.

After his defeat at Su Qingyu’s hands, Gongsun Xiang had clearly been in a state of denial, questioning his entire existence.

With his mental state in utter chaos, he would have been a prime target for those Immortal Venerables to exploit his vulnerability and bewitch him.

Zou Feng had been worried that a First Grade Martial Artist might fall victim to them. It seemed his worst fears had come true.

He pushed the thought aside. The hunt continued.

Soon, he and Teng County encountered another Immortal Slave.

This person’s condition was dreadful. With disheveled hair and eyes like a bloodthirsty beast, he could only let out strange, garbled cries.

He had clearly lost all control, sinking into a deeper level of madness.

Zou Feng guessed that to the Glazed Immortal Palace, monsters like this were likely considered failed products, destined to become mere consumables.

Saving him was out of the question, so Zou Feng gave the man a quick, clean end.

After he devoured the Immortal Venerable that tried to flee, the progress of his Cultivation Skills didn’t increase at all. It must have been a low-quality one.

Fortunately, even a low-quality Immortal Venerable wasn’t entirely useless. At the very least, it replenished the energy Zou Feng had just expended.

It alleviated the weakness he felt after using his True Man State during his encounter with Jing Huaisong.

The moment he had realized Jing Huaisong was there, Zou Feng hadn’t hesitated to enter State Two.

’The Sword Saint probably didn’t try to kill me because I displayed sufficient strength...’

"Brother Feng, you’re refining these things of unknown origin. Aren’t you worried something might go wrong?"

Seeing Zou Feng devour an Immortal Venerable the moment he encountered one, Teng County couldn’t help but feel a little concerned.

After all, each of these Immortal Venerables was more bizarre than the last. No matter how you looked at it, they shouldn’t be casually refined and absorbed.

"It’s fine. I can take it!"

As he spoke, Zou Feng placed Gongsun Xiang at the top spot on his list.

Any potential side effects from refining the Immortal Venerables would be borne by the Emperor of Great Yan on his behalf.

In any case, since Gongsun Xiang was now on the side of the Immortal Slaves, he was the top priority to be ’used up’.

BOOM— 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

A massive roar echoed out, accompanied by a person’s scream. It immediately caught Zou Feng’s attention.

Zou Feng instantly dashed off, following the sound.

"Heheheheh..."

"All of you are nothing but stepping stones for me!"

It was another one who’d been completely duped. He was in the middle of overpowering two regular True Qi Realm Martial Artists.

The two Martial Artists, knocked to the ground, stared at the terrifyingly powerful Immortal Slave with eyes full of despair and disbelief.

After all, they knew this man and were quite familiar with his level of strength.

Under normal circumstances, a one-on-one fight between him and either one of them would have been a 50-50 toss-up.

But for some reason, the two of them combined were now no match for him...

’Could this be the power of the Immortal Techniques those Immortal Venerables spoke of?’

’To get results this fast... it’s even quicker than most Evil Skills!’

As the two of them mulled this over, a hint of regret began to creep into their hearts.

They regretted turning down the opportunity that could have been theirs...

Zou Feng also recognized this thoroughly duped individual. It was Leng Jing, the man who had long been desperate to find the Glazed Immortal Palace.

Just as Zou Feng had expected, once the man got his wish, the Immortal Venerables didn’t even need to trick him. He had accepted it all willingly.

"After I devour Su Qingyu and Jing Huaisong, I’ll be invincible, at least within the borders of Great Yan... OOF!!"

"Who!?"

Zou Feng couldn’t be bothered with pleasantries. He flashed forward and smacked a palm right across Leng Jing’s face.

He immediately unleashed a barrage of the Friendship Face-Breaking Palm, beating Leng Jing’s face until it had taken on a myriad of new shapes.

Watching this from a short distance away, Teng County felt a fresh wave of phantom pain.

After the self-proclaimed invincible Leng Jing had been beaten until his face was swollen like a pig’s and every single one of his teeth was shattered, the "Immortal Venerable" possessing him finally couldn’t take it anymore and fled.

Zou Feng immediately devoured it and was met with a pleasant surprise.

Great Universal Hand (Peak of Perfection), Progress: 73%

It had increased by that much! The "Immortal Venerable" possessing Leng Jing was of ridiculously high quality!

With the Immortal Venerable gone from his body, Leng Jing naturally returned to his senses.

Feeling his swollen and now toothless mouth, Leng Jing gave a bitter smile.

He remembered everything that had just happened, just as Teng County had.

Although Leng Jing had willingly chosen to cultivate the Immortal Technique granted by the "Immortal Venerable," he could not accept how he had immediately Fallen into Demon and lost all control of his own body.

After all, no matter how much he wanted to resolve the latent dangers from his past Evil Skill Cultivation and advance further on his path, what was the point if he sank deeper into the Fallen into Demon state and was controlled by the Immortal Venerable as if his body were stolen? What was the difference between that and death?

Though he had been beaten black and blue, Leng Jing was still grateful to Zou Feng for the good, timely thrashing.

"Thank you, Brother Zou!" Leng Jing said, standing and cupping his fist. His voice whistled through the gaps where his teeth used to be.

"You had Fallen into Demon too deeply. I had no choice but to be rough..."

"I understand! It was necessary!" Leng Jing quickly shook off his gloom, his expression turning joyful. "But this incident was truly a blessing in disguise!"

Zou Feng asked, perplexed, "How so?"

Leng Jing gave a crooked smile. "The price for those Immortal Techniques was to have Fallen into Demon and be controlled by those... whatever they are... ’Immortal Venerables.’ But now that the Immortal Venerable has been driven out, it means I basically got the Immortal Techniques for free!"