I have a Taoist temple that connects me to other worlds

Thump, thump, thump.

A blue flash of light slammed into the ground, scattering countless sand and rocks.

Bathed in moonlight, the old man in the courtyard panted as he shifted his body.

Sweat dripped down his face as he tensely watched the youth standing on the courtyard wall, a short knife in his hand. His legs trembled incessantly, and multiple wounds marked his body.

"Immortal Master, why must you be so aggressive, insisting on my death?" the old man pleaded, seeking to preserve himself. His eyes darted around, searching for a place to hide.

"He who kills shall be killed. Shuxiang, close your eyes," the youth said calmly, immediately putting the old man on guard. Before he could react, a dark blue flying sword slashed across his body with lightning speed, causing blood to splatter and his head to separate from his body.

The old man was first stunned, then clutched his severed arm and wailed. He painfully dropped the short knife and knelt on the ground, his eyes wide and showing a large expanse of white as he stared at the twitching severed arm not far away.

"Im-Immortal Master! Spare, spare me!" the old man begged in agony. "I am willing to be your slave, doing anything you wish. I only beg you to spare my life and let me live."

The youth lightly leaped down from the courtyard wall, his toes landing on the ground without disturbing the dust. He slowly walked up to the old man, revealing a young and handsome face. In the youth's arms, a little girl, no more than six or seven years old, buried her head, afraid to look at the scene.

"This humble one only knows that they call themselves the Immortal Elders of the God-Worshipping Sect. As long as we collect humans and livestock, they will teach us cultivation methods and immortal techniques, and bestow upon us miraculous immortal pills that can cure all diseases and prolong life. This matter is not something this humble one is doing alone. If Immortal Master wishes to find this God-Worshipping Sect, this humble one can lead the way and help Immortal Master find this group of villains who call themselves immortals."

"I'll talk, I'll talk," the old man said with a dispirited smile. "This God-Worshipping Sect specializes in taking children who have been turned into livestock. If we don't do our best, they will tear out our tendons and skin us alive. All of this is against my will, I hope Immortal Master will understand!"

There remained a horse and several chickens, ducks, dogs, and sheep that had already passed the point of rescue and could no longer be turned back into humans.

But at that moment, the flying sword streaked across the old man's neck. The old man only felt a chill on his neck, and his consciousness immediately plunged into darkness.

He squatted down, about to check the situation in the cage, when he heard several people shouting outside. Then they screamed and yelled, and the miserable cries slowly subsided.

Finally, she suggested sending the children who could not be turned back to the branch hall of the Supreme God Palace to see if the real people of the Supreme God Palace had a way to turn them back.

"I, this is not my fault! Immortal Master!" The old man saw the youth raise his finger, a dark blue flying sword spinning in front of his finger. The sword blade emitted a buzzing sound, and even from a distance, one could feel the chill emanating from it.

In the end, as many as twenty children were rescued, all under the age of ten.

"Is there more?" the youth asked calmly.

"Forced?" The youth smiled. "I saw everything that just happened."

"Ah! This!" The old man opened his mouth wide, not knowing how to retort for a moment. Then, as if he had thought of something, he quickly continued to explain, "Immortal Master! It is not that I wanted to do such a thing, but I had no choice. Presumably, Immortal Master should know about the God-Worshipping Sect. The children we abduct are all sold to the immortals of the God-Worshipping Sect!"

"Who believes you?" The youth sneered.

"Brother Jiang, is it done yet?" the little girl in the youth's arms said weakly.

The old man was so frightened that cold sweat broke out, and the pain on his body was no longer important at this moment. He quickly kowtowed several times, shouting loudly at the youth, "Immortal Master! I was forced! I was forced!"

Turning children into livestock and then killing them for their skins, what a demonic and evil secret technique.

"The God-Worshipping Sect is…" The old man scratched his head, not knowing how to explain for a moment. He could only say everything he knew.

The old man's mouth was like a spring, speaking eloquently. He saw that the youth seemed to have the intention of letting him go, and he was secretly delighted. After he had said everything he knew, he raised his head and looked at the youth, expecting the other party's response.

Jiang Wen nodded and handed Shuxiang to Moxiang to take care of. Then he summoned his flying sword and peeled off the skin of a sheep. Then he could see a child wrapped inside, his hands and feet about to merge with the skin.

"You can first squeeze the animal's neck. If you can feel the head, then cut its skin to rescue it. If it is poultry like chickens and ducks, then cut off its head to drain the blood, and then its original form will appear. If you find that there is neither blood nor a head, then it has already turned into livestock and cannot be saved."

"It's better not to look," the youth instructed, then walked towards the cages in the courtyard. The lines of his face were revealed under the moonlight, and he was Jiang Wen, who had followed the old man.

Jiang Wen walked out of the courtyard and saw Li Yunshang retracting her flying sword, her eyes fixed on the cages on the ground.

"Hmph, they wrap the children in animal skins, turning them into animals alive. Once this secret technique has passed three hours, even Da Luo gods will find it difficult to save them," Jiang Wen told her the secret technique he had seen in the Sacrifice Sutra, and also explained in detail the consequences of this secret technique.

"Have you ever thought of sparing the lives of those children?" The youth's gaze fell on the dried skins, the skins of those livestock dried in the wind, like withered leaves. Perhaps no one could imagine that these skins were once the bodies of living children.

"Where exactly is this God-Worshipping Sect?" the youth asked again.

The flying sword circled around and finally flew into the youth's palm and disappeared.

As for the remaining children who had been turned back into humans, Jiang Wen contacted the yamen runners of Taicang Prefecture and sent them back to their respective homes. He didn't leave his name, only saying that a certain nameless guest had rescued the children.

Hearing Jiang Wen say this, Li Yunshang said that she understood. The two of them checked the livestock in the cages separately and rescued them one by one.

They looked at Jiang Wen with tears in their eyes, crying aggrievedly. Two dogs barked angrily and ran to gnaw on the corpse of that man.

"Fellow Daoist Li, do you know about Caisheng Zhege?"

Li Yunshang was very sad to see this, wiping away tears and scolding these evil cultivators for being inhumane. But while scolding, she didn't have any good solutions.

The parents who had lost their children cried with joy, all hugging their lost children and crying. When asked who had saved them in the end, they all said in unison that it was a big brother and a beautiful big sister.

Taicang Prefecture took the opportunity to investigate the matter, but in the end, it was just a dead end.

As for Jiang Wen and Li Yunshang, they had already returned to the inn and were talking about the God-Worshipping Sect.