But strangely, this Decaying Flower, in the hands of the senior, really seemed like a wildflower casually picked from the roadside.

The Decaying Flower swayed at Fan Wubing’s fingertips. Aside from its aura of decay, it was quite beautiful, reminiscent of the legendary Other Shore Flower.

The reason Fan Wubing wasn’t affected by the aura of decay was simple. The Decaying Demon Dao of Elder Mi was not perfected, riddled with flaws that even an outsider like him could easily spot. It couldn’t even penetrate the will of his "My Dao," let alone cause any damage.

"My Dao," although akin to an open platform that could integrate various Great Daos, didn’t boast any particularly strong abilities of its own, but it was, after all, fused with his Blood Bar. How could a Decaying Demon like Elder Mi break through a "My Dao" with a twelve-thousand Capital Blood Bar?

But encountering the Rot Demon Lord, who possessed the entire Decaying Demon Dao, might be a different story.

The Demon Lords were no pushovers.

Successfully subduing the Flesh Demon Lord was due to the Life Dao and "Master of All Life," two abilities related to life that happened to restrain him, rendering his skill to parasitically inhabit various life forms useless.

However, the other Demon Lords wouldn’t be so easy to handle.

In fact, it’s not just them; even those Terminal Daoists are formidable adversaries. Each holding a Great Dao, they almost occupy invincible positions, leaving no room for later challengers.

Fan Wubing crushed the Decaying Flower and looked at Fairy Jingyue and Celestial Venerable Yangyi, "Do you have any means to rid yourselves of the corruption infection?"

The two Tribulation Immortals were astonished at his immunity to the corruption infection, rendered momentarily speechless.

After a brief moment, Fairy Jingyue managed a wry smile and said, "Elder Mi’s Decaying Demon Dao is at the Tribulation Immortal level and difficult to remove, but given several hundred to thousands of years, it can be done. Fortunately, with the senior’s help, we didn’t get infected within our Daos. If our Daos were infected, it would be hopeless."

"Several hundred to thousands of years..." Fan Wubing glanced toward the Fallen Immortal Land of Divine Wood Continent, "That time frame is too lengthy. The current situation in the Divine Wood Continent is turbulent, and the increasing threat from the Fallen Immortal Land requires strengthening by the Celestial Cauldron Sect."

"It’s also our fault for not keeping vigilant, resulting in the Celestial Cauldron Sect suffering such a blow now." Celestial Venerable Yangyi’s eyes were full of bitterness, "We truly dragged the Divine Wood Continent back."

"Don’t underestimate yourselves."

When Fan Wubing gathered intelligence at the Suspended City near the Fallen Immortal Land in the Divine Wood Continent, he knew the Celestial Cauldron Sect was the continent’s most significant force, a veritable righteous sect long opposing the Demon Cultivators. Without the Celestial Cauldron Sect, the Divine Wood Continent’s situation would indeed deteriorate rapidly, even worse than the Taiping Continent.

He pondered, contemplating what solution might exist. After much consideration, nothing definitive came to mind.

The transmission method of the Decaying Demon Dao is unique, utilizing the metabolism of things. As long as a thing continues to function, decay will occur. Yet, the operation of things is an unchanging principle of the world—how could it be altered?

"Eh... Doesn’t Man’Er’s Eternal Dao allow things to remain eternally unchanging?"

Though not in the truest sense of stopping operation, it can indeed have a substantial effect.

"Moreover, the Immortal Spirit Beasts nurtured by Senior Sister Gu Lan exhibit spiritual harmonies that seem remarkably effective at expelling Demonic Qi. It might be worth consulting them."

Fan Wubing immediately conveyed his divine thoughts to them.

His spiritual power was quite strong, and given the proximity of Divine Wood Continent to Taiping Continent, he could communicate directly with them and retain conversational effect.

After informing them of the situation, they indicated a preference to assess the scene before making conclusions.

Fan Wubing then told the two Tribulation Immortals,

"My abilities are limited and can’t help much. However, don’t be disheartened. I’ve invited two experts who are more professional and may resolve your predicament."

Yangyi readily expressed his gratitude, "Senior’s intervention to save us from peril is deeply appreciated. Had the senior not passed by, the Celestial Cauldron Sect might have become history."

Fairy Jingyue respectfully inquired, "May I have the honorable name of the senior?"

Fan Wubing thought for a moment and said,

"Wu Wangxinger."

"Xinger?" Fairy Jingyue was taken aback, momentarily at a loss as to which school the title belonged.

Titles for cultivators are generally set by the Daoist School.

Typically, only those in Mahayana and above could be listed on the Daoist School’s "Human Dao Stele." Those below Mahayana could be called casually, but upon reaching Mahayana, they had to be more formal.

Title selection prioritizes academic schools.

Confucianism has Saint, Great Saint, and Literary Ancestor.

The Daoist School has Venerable, Celestial Venerable, Dao Ancestor.

Agricultural School has Fengxian, Great Feng Immortal, Agricultural Ancestor.

The Mo Family has Ban Immortal, Great Ban Immortal, Ancestor Ban.

...

For those without a clear school affiliation, titles like "Celestial Venerable, Patriarch, Fairy, Divine Maiden, Immortal Master, Star Monarch, Great Emperor..." are chosen.

But a title like Xinger... it seemed unfamiliar.

Fan Wubing chuckled, "I wander from place to place, without a fixed abode, so I styled myself as ’Xinger.’ No need to take it too seriously."

Fairy Jingyue, showing respect, said, "It is my failing as a junior." She thought, someone with such capability surely belonged to a prestigious background, naturally not constrained by titles.

Soon, someone arrived ahead of Fu Manman and Gu Lan.

Fan Wubing glimpsed a streak of floral tracery flashing across the sky. His brow twitched as he instantly pursued the trail.

In a certain place in the sky,

Rot Demon Lord lounged against a thick vine that sprouted from thin air, adorned with various small flowers. Her figure was alluring, unclothed except for the vibrant and colorful flowers, accentuating her curves. A rose flower occupied her left eye, while her right eye shimmered with petal-like radiance.