### Chapter 35: Green Mountain Seal  

After putting away the notice, He Song glanced at Wei Fan, who was also frowning beside him. 

Earlier, the Immortal Market's law enforcement team had delivered the notice, and the two of them had read it together, only to be met with rows of blood-red "die" characters. 

Over the past few days, although He Song and Wei Fan hadn't left their home, they were both the type of cultivators who had many friends. 

Thus, even though they hadn't gone out, they had still received a lot of information about the outside world from others. 

Now, they had a fairly good understanding of what was happening outside. 

"As expected, as soon as the Foundation Establishment True Person left, the Immortal Market immediately fell into chaos," Wei Fan sighed, sitting at the table, his eyes filled with a complex expression. 

He had many friends, aside from the small circle he shared with He Song and Meng Guan. 

These friends included rogue cultivators and Immortal Market cultivators, but they all had one thing in common: they lived in the Immortal Market and had interacted with him, a deacon of the Spirit Construction Pavilion. 

Now that the Immortal Market was in chaos, he didn't know if these friends would survive. 

Thinking of this, the complexity in Wei Fan's eyes quickly faded, and he shook his head with a bitter smile. 

His abilities were limited. He could only protect those closest to him. As for his other friends, he hadn't warned them at all. 

When things were safe, he hadn't thought to warn them, let alone now that the Immortal Market was in chaos. 

What was the point of thinking about this now? 

Wei Fan quickly dismissed the thought. 

Like He Song, he wasn't a saint who would risk his life for strangers. 

He would only protect his closest friends when he had the ability and it didn't affect himself. 

For example, He Song and Meng Guan. 

The reason the three of them had formed a small circle so quickly was partly due to this. 

He Song, Meng Guan, and Wei Fan weren't the type of cultivators who pitied the world. They would only lend a hand to those closest to them when they had the ability and it didn't affect themselves. 

Perhaps because they were kindred spirits, the three of them got along very well. 

As for others, what did they have to do with Wei Fan? 

"With evil cultivators running rampant, it's best if we don't go out recently. Let's wait until the Foundation Establishment True Person returns or the sect sends a new Foundation Establishment True Person here," He Song said with a frown after some thought. 

He didn't know what Wei Fan was thinking at the moment. 

He just wanted to ensure their safety as much as possible, which was why he proposed this idea. 

Faced with He Song's caution, Wei Fan had no objections. 

Thus, although the two had seen the notice, they didn't go out to investigate. 

Instead, like the previous few days, they continued to stay at home and wait quietly. 

On the fifth day, He Song and Wei Fan remained at home. 

The previous night, many rogue cultivators living on the outskirts of the Immortal Market had heard intense sounds of fighting. 

The clashing of magical tools. 

The fluctuations of spiritual energy from spells. 

The angry shouts of cultivators in battle. 

And some strange noises—sinister laughter and chilling auras mixed together—causing countless low-level rogue cultivators to hide in their homes, trembling. 

Only a few bold and skilled cultivators dared to step out to investigate. 

Of course, whether these cultivators went out to investigate or to take advantage of the chaos to loot was unknown. 

Most of those who left their homes didn't return. 

By dawn, only the low-level cultivators dared to open their doors and step out. 

However, they were soon shocked by what they saw. 

On the streets, bodies were scattered everywhere. Among them were law enforcement team members and black-clad, masked figures. 

But most of the bodies belonged to ordinary rogue cultivators who had ventured out. 

By noon, the law enforcement team had collected the bodies of their members, but the other corpses remained untouched. 

On the sixth day, He Song and Wei Fan still stayed at home. 

The previous night, there had been no intense fighting on the outskirts of the Immortal Market. 

But the oppressive atmosphere had already made the cultivators living there restless. 

Some wanted to flee, but their bodies were soon found by the roadside. 

Some wanted to hide, but where could they hide within the Immortal Market? 

Some wanted to enter the inner circle of the Immortal Market, but without a residence, they were quickly driven back by the law enforcement team. 

However, well-informed individuals already knew that the outskirts of the Immortal Market had been abandoned by the law enforcement team. 

After a fierce battle the night before last, the law enforcement team had suffered heavy losses and had no choice but to retreat to the inner circle. 

In other words, the outskirts of the Immortal Market were now completely undefended. 

The rogue cultivators and even internal personnel living there could only leave their fate to the heavens, praying that the evil cultivators wouldn't target them. 

The entire outskirts of the Immortal Market had been completely abandoned. 

On the seventh day, He Song and Wei Fan still stayed at home. 

The previous night, the law enforcement team, which had retreated to the inner circle, clashed with the evil cultivators again. 

The law enforcement team suffered significant losses, but since they were defending the inner circle, some late-stage Qi Refining cultivators living there stepped in to help, successfully repelling the evil cultivators. 

After the evil cultivators retreated, no further news came from the outskirts of the Immortal Market. 

He Song and Wei Fan, staying in their courtyard, had completely lost contact with the outskirts. 

The fate of the cultivators living there was easy to imagine. 

On the eighth day, He Song and Wei Fan remained at home, constantly monitoring the situation outside. 

After two battles with the evil cultivators, the law enforcement team had suffered severe casualties. 

Given the evil cultivators' momentum, if another battle occurred and the late-stage Qi Refining cultivators in the inner circle didn't help, the defense line would likely collapse quickly. 

However, after waiting all day, no sounds came from outside. 

It was as if the entire Immortal Market had become a dead city. 

The silence was eerie. 

Until— 

"Vermin! You're seeking death!" A furious roar echoed from the distant sky, reaching the ears of He Song and Wei Fan. 

The two of them were startled and quickly rushed to the window to look into the distance. 

At the same time, cultivators from various buildings poked their heads out to look. 

In the distance, high in the sky, the Foundation Establishment True Person, dressed in earthy yellow robe armor, looked at the ruined Immortal Market with a livid expression. The fury in his eyes was almost palpable. 

He had been tasked with guarding the Immortal Market. 

But a few days ago, the Chiling Gold Mine had sent a distress signal, forcing him to leave temporarily. 

Yet, in just a few days, the once-prosperous Immortal Market had been reduced to this state! 

As the guardian, he couldn't escape responsibility. 

At this moment, all his efforts had gone to waste, and anyone would be furious. 

Then, He Song understood why the Foundation Establishment True Person was called "Bear Mountain." 

Under the gaze of countless cultivators, the Foundation Establishment True Person waved his hand, and a miniature mountain flew out from his palm. 

The Green Mountain Seal! 

(End of Chapter)