In the blink of an eye, Qin Chuan was back at Cloud Mountain Guesthouse with Jin Bao.

Jin Bao was shocked by the supersonic speed.

Is this the speed of a land immortal?

How terrifying.

It completely believed that Qin Chuan was a martial arts expert.

From what it understood, if humans wanted to fly without help, their cultivation had to be at its peak.

Hence, flying became the hallmark of the peak of martial arts, and these people were called land immortals.

…

After they landed, Qin Chuan brought Jin Bao around the guesthouse to get familiar with the environment.

He was very blunt. "You have three months of probation.

"I am not asking too much. If you do a good job during the probation period, I will consider making you a full-time employee.

"If you fail, I'll have to say goodbye to you."

Jin Bao knew what Qin Chuan meant by goodbye.

"Master, don't worry. I'll definitely do my job well," Jin Bao said with certainty.

"Alright! I'll go out for a while.

"Also, let me remind you that it's best not to leave the guesthouse."

After saying this, Qin Chuan soared into the skies.

Jin Bao could not help but feel bitter as he stared at Qin Chuan's figure.

Back in the day, an evil soul could command an entire region.

Even if its vitality was damaged, and it was not living as gloriously as before, it could still build a business empire.

If it hid behind the scenes, It could play whatever it wanted, and it could have lackeys who would give their lives for it.

But now, it had fallen into such a state.

A butler?

I'm just a guard.

If the other evil souls find out about this, how can I command respect in the future? How can I hold my head up?

However, on further thought, it didn't seem too shameful to be the doorkeeper of a land immortal.

Furthermore, its lifespan was infinite.

As long as humans existed, the negative emotions would not disappear, and it would continue to exist.

Every dog has its day.

Even if they were land immortals, they were still humans, after all. Their lifespans would eventually run out one day.

By then, it would be a hero again.

By then, if it were to tell the other evil souls that it had outlived a land immortal, wouldn't that be very impressive?

At this thought, Jin Bao's mood suddenly brightened, as if it had found the meaning of existence.

Destroying the world was its ultimate dream.

But now, it had identified a small goal.

It was to outlive a land immortal—Qin Chuan.

Jin Bao found meaning in its life again. It took a broom and started cleaning the guesthouse.

Since it wanted to achieve its small goal, staying alive was the most basic requirement.

Earlier on, Qin Chuan had also instructed that if Jin Bao's work did not meet his requirements, there was a high chance that it would be killed.

Therefore, Jin Bao cleaned the place very carefully, in every single corner.

After cleaning up, it wiped and washed the floor.

It was no exaggeration to say that the floor looked just like a mirror.

The sun was setting in the west, and the evening glow was spread across the land.

On the roof, Jin Bao looked at the neat residences, and a sense of accomplishment blossomed in it.

On the other side, a black shadow suddenly flashed across the forest outside the guesthouse.

Rustle—

A few minutes later, the black shadow jumped into the guesthouse. There was a little fellow following behind it.

The black shadow was none other than Huang Huang. The little fellow was the Bamboo Spirit.

Qin Chuan was currently giving them free rein.

When they got tired of playing in the sect, they would go outside to play.

They had been out for a few days and only returned now.

Huang Huang was a mess, covered in all kinds of bird feathers, weeds, leaves, and so on.

In comparison, the Bamboo Spirit was still clean.

After all, it didn't have any fur on its body, and its body was made of bamboo. So it would be clean once after being washed with water.

After returning to the guesthouse, Huang Huang rolled on the ground before walking towards the fountain in the middle of the square.

At this moment, Jin Bao was cleaning the bird sh*t on the roof tiles.

After hearing the commotion, it immediately looked towards the source.

When it saw Huang Huang, its expression changed drastically. It immediately jumped down.

At that moment, the clean ground was covered with weeds, fur, leaves, and many muddy footprints.

Seeing this, Jin Bao almost broke down.

It thought, if Master were to return now, I'll be sent to hell.

Presently, Jin Bao was both flustered and furious.

"Damned wild dog, I'll skin you alive!"

It threw its resentment at Huang Huang for destroying the fruits of its labor. It was bent on ripping it apart.

Huang Huang also noticed Jin Bao and heard what it said.

The might of the Dragon race could not be humiliated.

In an instant, the Qi of the Ancestral Dragon seeped out of his body and condensed into a giant dragon phantom.

The massive dragon hovered above Huang Huang's head. The dragon's fierce eyes were flashing a red. It looked down on the world imposingly, as if it was the ruler of the world.

Roar!

The giant dragon phantom roared towards the sky; its Qi pillar shot into the clouds as if it wanted to pierce through the heavens.

In an instant, a huge cyclone formed in the sky above the Cloud Mountain Guesthouse.

Following the appearance of the cyclone, the word changed. Lightning flashed, thunder rumbled, and violent winds blew.

When the villagers living near the mountain saw the changes, they were all shocked and immediately rushed home.

Meanwhile…

Jin Bao's eyes were wide. It was scared out of his wits.

The suppression of the Ancestral Dragon above Huang Huang weighed down on Jin Bao like a mountain. It instantly stripped it of its combat ability. Finally, it collapsed onto the ground like a pile of mud.

Huang Huang slowly walked toward Jin Bao, and the ground trembled.

To Jin Bao, every step Huang Huang took seemed to bring it closer to death.

At this moment, the Bamboo Spirit suddenly stepped in.

Gululu——

It let out a fierce cry, but its childish voice was not threatening at all.

It arrived before Jin Bao, a step ahead of Huang Huang.

When Jin Bao saw the bamboo spirit, it was stunned for a moment, thinking that it was an evil soul like itself.

This was because the true forms of evil souls were all strange things.

After sensing that there was no evil aura on the Bamboo Spirit, Jin Bao felt a little strange.

In fact, the principles behind the birth of the Bamboo Spirit and the evil soul were indeed quite similar.

Evil spirits were born from negative emotions.

The Bamboo Spirit was the spirit of plants and vegetation, formed from the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth.

The two were born in similar ways, but they were two different species.

The Bamboo Spirit glared at Jin Bao, looking extremely fierce.

Gululu——

The Bamboo Spirit let out a loud cry as a cloud of purple gas erupted from its body.

Jin Bao was shocked by the gas.

Although this imposing manner could not be compared to Huang Huang, it could still scare Jin Bao into losing its combat ability.

Jin Bao wanted to cry.

What kind of rotten luck do I have?

Am I destined to die today?

Accompanied by the eruption of the Bamboo Spirit's purple gas, a large number of bamboo emerged from the ground and instantly engulfed Jin Bao, only leaving its head.

At this moment, Huang Huang arrived.

It had brought the giant dragon phantom over.

The massive suppression was like an apocalypse. Jin Bao's eyes were filled with despair.

I'm dead!

This time, it is completely over!

In fact, the moment it sensed Huang Huang's suppression and saw the giant dragon phantom behind it, it knew that it was doomed.

Huang Huang glared at Jin Bao with a pair of fierce eyes, looking down at him from above, its domineering aura completely crushing Jin Bao.

Under such powerful pressure, it was very difficult for Jin Bao to even make a sound.

There was not much time left for Jin Bao.

Huang Huang raised its seemingly gentle claws and slowly descended. The surrounding air suddenly became warped.

Jin Bao's face twisted and distorted.

Jin Bao was out of luck; it was truly done for this time.

Suddenly, a thunderous voice came from the sky.

"Stop!"