I Shall Be Everlasting In the World of Immortals

Chapter 308: Return of Fortune

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Over the course of more than a month, the female cultivators of the Xuan Yin Pavilion stationed across the immortal cities gradually returned to the sect.

The oasis grew lively once again as efforts to rebuild the damaged mountain gate and reinforce the protective formations progressed. The sect, which had been desolate, now teemed with activity.

The grand relocation celebration of the new sect grounds, meticulously planned by Fairy Ni Yue, was to proceed as scheduled.

After all, the invitations had already been sent out to various factions beforehand.

Thanks to the sandstorm that had cloaked their movements during the prior battle, the enemy left no survivors. Thus, the details of that battle remained unknown to the outside world.

Even the news of Fairy Bai’s tragic death was, for the time being, only known within the Xuan Yin Pavilion.

On the eve of the relocation celebration, a female cultivator at the True Dan stage returned to the Xuan Yin Pavilion.

She was a woman in her forties, no longer in her youthful prime, with a weathered face and an air of weariness from her long travels. Compared to Fairy Ni Yue and Fairy Jiang, who exuded elegance and immortal grace, she seemed out of place.

Fairy Ni Yue respectfully addressed her as “Senior Sister Shu.”
This Senior Sister Shu was the oldest remaining True Dan elder in the Xuan Yin Pavilion and was responsible for overseeing the Pavilion’s “Xuan Yin Hall” businesses in various immortal cities.

The prosperity of Xuan Yin Pavilion’s ventures in the Fengyuan Kingdom—providing a steady flow of spiritual stones and resources—was largely attributed to Senior Sister Shu’s efforts.

To show her respect, Fairy Ni Yue made it a point to introduce Lan Changʼan to Senior Sister Shu.

Lan Changʼan’s impression of Senior Sister Shu was that she resembled a worldly madam from the mortal world.

She must have been a beauty in her youth, but time had dulled her charm, leaving her with an air of exhaustion and decay.

“Xuan Yin Pavilion is fortunate to have Mister Xu join us. Otherwise, the grand relocation celebration of the new mountain gate could not have been held so smoothly,” Senior Sister Shu said, her voice hoarse and rough.

Unaware that Lan Changʼan was actually a mighty Core Formation cultivator, she assumed he was merely a third-rank alchemist with the usual True Dan cultivation level.

This secret was known only to Fairy Ni Yue and Fairy Jiang within the Xuan Yin Pavilion.

“Elder Shu, you flatter me. I simply admire Fairy Ni Yue’s talent and grace. My small contributions are but a token of my admiration,” Lan Changʼan replied modestly, his tone gentle and his smile warm.

Lan Changʼan had taken over the role once held by Dongfang Xi, adopting the guise of one of Fairy Ni Yue’s admirers to join Xuan Yin Pavilion as a guest alchemist.

This explanation was readily accepted by outsiders, as many guest cultivators joined the Xuan Yin Pavilion out of admiration for a particular female cultivator. Some were even granted marriages within the sect.

Fairy Ni Yue, in particular, had countless admirers—even some who could be described as shameless sycophants.

Upon hearing Lan Changʼan’s words, Fairy Ni Yue rolled her clear eyes at him when Senior Sister Shu wasn’t looking, her expression carrying a hint of subtle exasperation.

After their Divine Dream Kiss, she had thought Lan Changʼan would have developed deeper feelings for her, especially after their dreamlike romantic connection.

However, much to her dismay, Lan Changʼan spent most of his time in secluded cultivation, showing little interest in her or the sect’s affairs. His only enthusiasm seemed to be directed at the sect’s treasury of rare treasures, such as third-rank spiritual bamboo and materials for Life Extension Pills.

After Lan Changʼan left, Senior Sister Shu turned to Fairy Ni Yue, her expression tinged with shock.

“Ni Yue! You actually used the Thousand Years Divine Dream on someone at the early True Dan stage? Even if Xuan Yin Pavilion is in need of an alchemy master, why would you stoop so low?”

As someone who managed the Pavilion’s various Xuan Yin Halls, Senior Sister Shu had a keen eye for people. From the subtle glances exchanged between Fairy Ni Yue and Lan Changʼan, she could sense there was more to their relationship.

“Mister Xu has been of great service to the Pavilion. Such a reward is well-deserved,” Fairy Ni Yue replied without a hint of regret.

“The Thousand Years Divine Dream can only be used once during the Core Formation stage. Sharing such a profound connection with a cultivator at a higher stage would yield greater benefits, helping to break through bottlenecks and inner demons.”

Senior Sister Shu sighed heavily, then added in a tone of slight reprimand, “Don’t tell me… you’ve fallen for him?”

“Of course not,” Fairy Ni Yue replied without hesitation, her red lips forming a firm line.

She understood exactly what kind of person Lan Changʼan was and would never allow herself to truly fall for him.

At most, she felt a sense of goodwill and have a tacit understanding from their shared experience in the Thousand Years Divine Dream.

“Ah, if that’s the case, then you should’ve used the Divine Dream on me instead!” Senior Sister Shu said indignantly, her tone filled with frustration.

“Back in the day, I was at the mid-Core Formation stage. Though I was severely injured during the sect’s destruction and my cultivation fell, my comprehension and insights far surpass those of an ordinary mid-Core Formation cultivator. Sharing the dream with me would’ve benefited you more.”

The Thousand Years Divine Dream didn’t necessarily require participants to be of the opposite gender. Same-gender pairings were also possible, though such an approach was unconventional and even considered taboo by some.

“Senior Sister Shu! Although Ni Yue is all alone, I am still a normal female cultivator,” Fairy Ni Yue retorted, her cheeks slightly flushed as she spoke in exasperation.

“This decision is one I do not regret, and in fact, I consider it an honor,” she said with conviction.

What she hadn’t told her senior sister—or anyone else—was that the insights and benefits she had gained from her Divine Dream with Mister Xu far exceeded her expectations.

Mister Xu was no ordinary Core Formation cultivator. His soul was the strongest she had ever encountered in her lifetime, surpassing any other Core Formation cultivator she had ever known.

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Half a month later.

The Xuan Yin Pavilion’s relocation celebration was a grand and lively affair, with numerous gifts and congratulations pouring in from various forces.

The Xuan Yin Pavilion’s strength surpassed that of the Wan Hua Merchant Association, making it a formidable power in the Outer Sect Alliance.

With its female cultivators skilled in music and art, the sect naturally attracted widespread admiration and forged many valuable connections.

At the celebration, Lan Changʼan made only a brief appearance, keeping a low profile without drawing much attention.

The relocation celebration of the sect concluded smoothly.

There were no dramatic incidents of provocation, troublemaking, or love triangles that often fueled clichéd disputes.

To outsiders, the Xuan Yin Pavilion had indeed suffered a decline in strength after losing Fairy Bai and Dongfang Xi.

However, the addition of a third-rank alchemist like Lan Changʼan brought a steady flow of resources and the potential to nurture new Fake Dan and True Dan cultivators. In the long term, this would prove more beneficial for the sect’s growth and sustainability.

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Over half a year later.

As the chief guest elder of Xuan Yin Pavilion, Lan Changʼan had gradually adapted to the new environment of the Fragrant Grass Oasis.

The middle-grade third-rank spiritual vein there made his cultivation smoother and more efficient.

Occasionally, he would listen to the enchanting musical performances of the sect, which brought him joy and serenity, allowing his state of mind to remain calm and composed.

In such a state, his proficiency in various cultivation-related skills improved noticeably.

In particular, his comprehension-based skills—such as formations, puppetry, and divination—saw an increase in efficiency of over ten percent.

Of course, this was also because of his elevated status, which afforded him the occasional privilege of private performances by Fairy Ni Yue and Fairy Jiang, both True Dan music cultivators.

These performances, infused with the profound mysteries of the Dao of Music, could even drain the spirit of True Dan cultivators, making it impossible to perform them frequently.

Moreover, the effects diminished if the performances were shared with multiple listeners.

In the entire Xuan Yin Pavilion, only Lan Changʼan enjoyed such privileges.

On this day, the now 238-year-old Lan Changʼan left the Xuan Yin Pavilion’s mountain gate for the first time since joining.

He made a trip back to River Source Oasis.

Keeping the promise he made back then, he brought Yun Ling, his servant girl, to join him.

Granny Yun fully supported Yun Ling’s decision to follow Lan Changʼan to the Xuan Yin Pavilion for cultivation.

In a sect of female cultivators immersed in the Dao of Music, with better resources and experiences, Yun Ling’s growth and development would undoubtedly benefit greatly.

Back then, Lan Changʼan had signed a thirty-year spiritual contract with the Mountain-Water Manor, and most of that time had already passed.

Granny Yun sought out Elder Duan, who readily agreed to terminate the spiritual contract with Lan Changʼan.

“Thanks to Mister Xu’s guidance, Niu Jie has already stepped one foot into the realm of a second-rank alchemist,” Elder Duan said, expressing his gratitude and satisfaction with their cooperation.

Niu Jie was one of the three apprentice alchemist spots initially entrusted to Lan Changʼan. With natural talent in alchemy and a diligent work ethic, he had now reached the ninth layer of Qi-Refining stage.

At just under forty years old, Niu Jie could already refine some second-rank pills, though his success rate remained low.

“This child is a rough gem. I merely happened to be in the right place at the right time,” Lan Changʼan replied humbly.

In truth, he hadn’t provided much direct guidance—only offering occasional advice and solving problems when his schedule allowed.

The descendants of the Flame Departing bloodline weren’t short on alchemy inheritances. However, without a master to provide insight and guidance, relying solely on books and personal effort made it difficult to achieve higher success.

“Ling’er, don’t be saddened. The Xuan Yin Pavilion’s mountain gate isn’t far from here; staying in touch won’t be difficult,” Lan Changʼan reassured.

“Grandma, when I achieve success in my cultivation, I’ll come back to take care of you,” Yun Ling promised tearfully as she bid farewell outside the manor.

Granny Yun and Elder Duan watched as Lan Changʼan and Yun Ling departed River Source Oasis aboard a flying carpet magical treasure.

Given the potential threats they faced, having Yun Ling under Mister Xu’s protection provided a safer path for the Flame Departing descendants to secure their future.

“Strange… It’s been almost a year, and there’s still no news of Fang Zhen, that traitor,” Elder Duan remarked, his expression puzzled.

For a time, he had been anxious about the matter, employing various secret techniques to search for Fang Zhen, but to no avail. It was as if the man had vanished into thin air.

“I’ve attempted divination multiple times over the past six months, even at the cost of shortening my lifespan, but I couldn’t get an accurate reading,” Granny Yun said with a worried expression.

Such results often indicated that the diviner’s skill was insufficient, leaving the outcome uncertain.

“We must get to the bottom of this. Otherwise, I won’t be able to rest easy,” Elder Duan made up his mind.

It was not until a year later that he obtained confirmed news from “Yellow Sand,” the largest intelligence organization within the Outer Sect Alliance.

Fang Zhen was confirmed to have perished.

When Elder Duan attempted to purchase information about Fang Zhen’s cause of death, the organization refused, citing the information as “top secret, insufficient authority.”

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Lan Changʼan brought Yun Ling to Fragrant Grass Oasis and settled her into the Elder Residence within Xuan Yin Pavilion.

Over the following three years, the Xuan Yin Pavilion prospered, and the surrounding territories remained relatively peaceful without any significant disturbances.

During this time, a major event caused a stir within the Outer Sect Alliance: the emergence of a new late-stage Core Formation cultivator—a rare feat, and more so because the cultivator in question was a stunning female cultivator.

That’s right, Fairy Ni Yue, the Pavilion Master of Xuan Yin Pavilion, had broken through the bottleneck that had stalled her for over a century at the mid-Core Formation stage, advancing to the late stage.

This news created a wave of excitement within the Outer Sect Alliance.

In the past 300 years, the Outer Sect Alliance had produced many female True Dan cultivators, but only Ni Yue had reached the level of a late-stage Core Formation master.

Xuan Yin Pavilion instantly rose to become one of the top-tier forces in the Outer Sect Alliance.

Not long after, Xuan Yin Pavilion officially announced the news and held a grand celebration to commemorate Fairy Ni Yue’s breakthrough. The event was attended by a select group of Core Formation cultivators from major sects.

During the celebration, a few veteran mid-Core Formation cultivators were skeptical and sought to test the depth of Fairy Ni Yue’s newfound strength.

Traditionally, cultivators who specialized in the Dao of Music were often thought to be slightly weaker than their peers in direct combat.

In one such sparring session, two veteran mid-Core Formation cultivators joined forces against the newly advanced late-stage Core Formation Fairy Ni Yue.

The result?

The two veteran cultivators were completely suppressed by Fairy Ni Yue’s mystical music techniques and had no choice but to admit defeat.

The display left the invited Core Formation cultivators in awe.

Fairy Ni Yue’s unparalleled grace, her poise as a Great Cultivator, and her extraordinary talent left the male cultivators dazzled, making them feel inferior.

“In the vast Outer Sect Alliance, perhaps even in the entire Fengyuan Kingdom, there are few who could possibly be a match for Fairy Ni Yue,” someone remarked.

Now at the late Core Formation stage, Fairy Ni Yue exuded an aura of nobility and sanctity. Her elevated status and unmatched beauty made her admirers look up to her with reverence, discarding any unrealistic fantasies.

On the night of the grand celebration, within the elegant and serene bedchamber of Fairy Ni Yue’s pavilion, an unimaginable scene unfolded—something that would utterly shock her countless admirers.

The fairy, who had just displayed her unmatched grace and nobility to the world, now had her elegant hairpins askew, her silken ribbons scattered across the floor, and her half-undone palace robes slipping from her shoulders.

Her stunningly beautiful face, capable of enchanting millions, was flushed with a deep red hue, and her perfect figure arched as her slender hands pressed against the edge of the bed.

“Dear Xu, for you to finally deign to visit Ni Yue’s boudoir, you’re being far too rough. Do you not know how to cherish delicate beauty?”

After a long while, Fairy Ni Yue’s breathless yet melodious voice broke the silence, tinged with faint reproach and laced with a softness that could evoke endless pity.

Lan Changʼan chuckled lightly, his tone carrying a hint of teasing.

“I didn’t come to visit Ni Yue’s room; I came to pay homage to the most beautiful woman in Liang Kingdom, the number one female cultivator in the Outer Sect Alliance, the Pavilion Master admired by tens of thousands!” Lan Changʼan kindly laughed, a bit of flirtation in his tone.

As he spoke, he wrapped his arms around Fairy Ni Yue from behind. Her silken robes and ribbons slipped to the floor, pooling at their feet.

In truth, Fairy Ni Yue had advanced to the late Core Formation stage two years earlier, though she had chosen not to make it public at the time.

Through their deepened connection in the mystical Divine Dream, both had grown closer and felt no psychological barriers in their relationship. Their bond had naturally progressed to a deeper level in reality.

“Hmph! You men are all the same,” Fairy Ni Yue said with a coquettish pout, her tone carrying a hint of playful reproach.

“You don’t just admire a female cultivator’s beauty and grace—you also want to conquer the halo of nobility that surrounds her.”

Despite her tone, there was no real anger in her expression.

To an outsider, such rapid progress in their relationship might seem surprising, given Fairy Ni Yue’s reserved and discerning nature, and Lan Changʼan’s seemingly passive attitude.

However, several factors had contributed to this.

First, Fairy Ni Yue felt a sense of gratitude and obligation to fulfill her promise of repaying Lan Changʼan, while also hoping to secure his continued presence in Xuan Yin Pavilion.

Second, Fairy Jiang had developed subtle feelings for Lan Changʼan and had visited him several times, offering her music and dances. While Lan Changʼan hadn’t outright rejected her, his aloof demeanor had caused concern for Fairy Ni Yue.

Fearing that Fairy Jiang might fall too deeply for someone unsuitable, Fairy Ni Yue took the initiative to deepen her relationship with Lan Changʼan, accelerating the pace.

To dispel Fairy Jiang’s thoughts entirely, Fairy Ni Yue had once deliberately visited Lan Changʼan’s residence late at night. After a moment of tenderness, she had ”coincidentally” let Fairy Jiang catch a glimpse of her disheveled appearance as she left.

From that night on, Fairy Jiang had been visibly heartbroken, ultimately giving up her feelings for Lan Changʼan.

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Later that night, Fairy Ni Yue lay sprawled on the bed, her body wrapped in a blanket as she weakly adjusted her robes. Her forehead bore a faint mark of exhaustion, and her usually composed demeanor was tinged with weariness.

Lan Changʼan stretched lazily and spoke casually:

“Ni Yue, I’m planning to return to the Righteous Dao Alliance to assess the situation of the cultivation war in Feng Kingdom.”

“You’re going back to the Righteous Dao Alliance? Are you planning to abandon Ni Yue just like that?”

Fairy Ni Yue forgot her fatigue as her expression filled with sorrow. Tears welled in her eyes as she clutched Lan Changʼan’s hand.

One moment, they had shared an intimate night, and the next, he was preparing to leave for another nation.

Even though she had tried to remain detached and not invest too much emotion in their relationship, Fairy Ni Yue couldn’t help but feel a pang of coldness in her heart.

Of course, Lan Changʼan had never made any promises to her.

He had even subtly hinted before that Xuan Yin Pavilion was merely a temporary haven for him—a stepping stone in his cultivation journey. His future direction would depend on the shifting dynamics of the cultivation world.

“I’m only going to check on the situation,” Lan Changʼan said gently, trying to soothe her.

“With a beauty as extraordinary as Ni Yue, where else could I find someone like you? How could I ever abandon you so easily?”

“Hmph, I’ll believe you for now!”

Fairy Ni Yue’s eyes softened as she leaned into Lan Changʼan’s embrace.

No matter what, Lan Changʼan had given her two ”firsts” that she would never forget.

His scholarly and refined demeanor was in stark contrast to his fierce and passionate strength, bringing her both pain and joy.

If possible, she wouldn’t refuse the idea of staying by his side, and working together to push the Xuan Yin Pavilion to new heights.

“I’m leaving now,” Lan Changʼan said as he stroked Fairy Ni Yue’s delicate face, her flawless features and silky smooth skin like a work of art.

He couldn’t deny that she was the most perfect woman he had encountered in his three lifetimes.

To have such a stunning Core Formation Great Cultivator, a sect leader of unparalleled beauty, willingly submit to him was an achievement he couldn’t have dreamed of in his previous life.

“Xu Darling, stay with me until dawn,” Fairy Ni Yue said softly, her gaze filled with tender affection as she clung tightly to him, reluctant to let go.

It seemed like she was worried that this departure might be their last.

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The next morning.

At dawn, Lan Changʼan silently left Fairy Ni Yue’s bedchamber and flew out of Fragrant Grass Oasis.

Accompanying him were the Profound Water Turtle and the Earth Burrowing Rat.

Since Fairy Ni Yue’s advancement to the late Core Formation stage, Lan Changʼan had fortified his residence with the quasi-fourth-rank illusion formation, covering a vast underground area.

This was done to conceal the presence of the Earth Burrowing Rat and Profound Water Turtle.

If their existence were exposed, Lan Changʼan’s carefully crafted facade might fall apart.

His identity as the ”Turtle Talisman Master” was not unknown in the cultivation world of the Liang Kingdom. Even Fairy Ni Yue had likely heard of him.

Two months later.

At the age of 241, Lan Changʼan crossed the Endless Sands Chasm and arrived at the borders of the desert, nearing the cultivation world of the Liang Kingdom.

He had left the Liang Kingdom cultivation world at the age of 212.

In the years since, the demonic invasion war had continued for nearly 30 years.

This was in addition to the 30-plus years of war that had unfolded while he was serving as a guest elder in Jin Yun Valley.

Combined, the demonic war had raged for six full decades!

Since coming to Fengyuan Kingdom, Lan Changʼan had maintained contact with the Liang Kingdom every ten years, primarily to lift the Gu worm restriction on Zhou Qingxuan.

The first time was Zhao Siyao’s tragic news that prompted Lan Changʼan to return a year earlier than planned.

The second time was during his arduous cultivation at the mid-Core Formation stage and was not elaborated upon.

During those first two visits, the demonic faction, under the command of Beast King Valley, had steadily advanced without any major turning points.

At that time, the frontal war with the demonic forces had already erupted in Feng Kingdom.

Now, ten more years had passed.

Lan Changʼan had a premonition, supported by divinations, that there must have been significant changes in the state of the demonic war.

“A sixty-year-cycle of demonic war… it’s about time for a decisive moment to emerge,” he murmured to himself.

As in his previous visits, Lan Changʼan did not enter the Righteous Dao Alliance with his true body.

Instead, he concealed himself beneath the sand and sent a puppet clone into the Liang Kingdom cultivation world.

A few days later, the assassin puppet clone arrived at the Beast Taming Zhou Family and lifted the Gu worm restriction on the Supreme Elder, Zhou Qingxuan.

Familiar with the process, the assassin puppet entered Zhou Qingxuan’s boudoir under the cover of night to meet with her.

“Greetings to the esteemed ‘Black Lord’ of the Azure Dragon Society,” Zhou Qingxuan said respectfully, bowing slightly.

She was still the same youthful figure clad in a light yellow gown, with delicate features that combined purity and charm.

“My master has calculated that there have been major changes in the demonic war involving the Righteous Dao Alliance. You are to report the general situation first…”

The cloaked assassin, known as ”Black Lord,” spoke in a hoarse and somber voice.

“Yes, allow me to report to Your Excellency, Black Lord. The demonic war has indeed undergone dramatic changes. It all began three years ago…”

Zhou Qingxuan obediently began her report, her crisp and melodious voice transmitted clearly to Lan Changʼan’s consciousness through the puppet cloneʼs senses.

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The puppet assassin remained impassive under its straw hat.

Beneath the layers of sand, Lan Changʼan’s true body was also initially calm as he listened.

“...The child of fortune from Jing Kingdom has returned!”

Upon hearing this, Lan Changʼan was shocked, his heart trembling with disbelief.

The turning point in the demonic war was far beyond his expectations.

Three years ago, Beast King Valley had been steadily advancing, occupying half of the neutral cultivation nation of Jing Kingdom.

This slow progress was the result of years of probing by the demonic forces.

In comparison, Feng Kingdom’s cultivation world had already lost one-fifth of its territory—equivalent to the entire Liang Kingdom.

However, one of Jing Kingdom’s top three merchant guilds, the Taifeng Merchant Association, had reconnected with a figure who had once left Jing Kingdom to join one of the ancient sects in the Central Region: the fabled child of fortune.

After hundreds of years, this child of fortune returned to Jing Kingdom, already at the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

This cultivator, known as Lingyu True Monarch, made an earth-shattering entrance by killing a demonic True Monarch who had been invading Jing Kingdom. Not even the demonic lord’s Nascent Soul escaped destruction.

Later, the Beast King Valley’s sect master, himself a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, personally came to demand an explanation, accusing the “Ten Sects of the Xuan Gate” of breaking their agreement.

Lingyu True Monarch simply replied:

“Jing Kingdom is my homeland. This is a personal vendetta and has nothing to do with the conflict between the Six Demonic Sects and the Xuan Gate.”

What followed was a rare, earth-shaking battle in the Great Qing Eastern Region.

Lingyu True Monarch displayed terrifying strength, severely wounding the sect master of Beast King Valley, a top-tier powerhouse in the Great Qing Eastern Region, and killing an early fourth-rank spirit beast.

In other words, Lingyu True Monarch single-handedly took down two early-stage Nascent Soul combatants and severely injured a mid-stage Nascent Soul powerhouse.

“Lingyu True Monarch promised that as long as no Nascent Soul demonic cultivators entered Jing Kingdom, he would not interfere in the demonic war.”

“Afterward, under the command of Xuan Yin Sect’s ‘Liang Shaotian,’ Jing Kingdom’s cultivation forces, including the remnants of Heavenly Net Sect, its local merchant guilds, and sects, united to drive out the demonic armies.”

Zhou Qingxuan’s report echoed in Lan Changʼan’s sea of consciousness through the puppet’s shared senses.

Hearing all of this, Lan Changʼan was stunned.

Jing Kingdom, the smallest and weakest neutral cultivation nation, had been the first to repel the demonic invasion.

Truly, the child of fortune had lived up to their name.

With the strength of a single individual, the tide of a sixty-year-cycle of demonic invasion had been turned.

No wonder Jing Kingdom could remain a neutral nation for so long.

Back when Lan Changʼan had fled, the demonic forces had already overrun Chen Kingdom and reached Jing Kingdom’s borders. Despite years of probing, they had not launched a full-scale invasion.

The battle where Lingyu True Monarch severely injured the sect master of Beast King Valley must have sent shockwaves throughout the Great Qing Eastern Region.

A mid-Nascent Soul cultivator was a being at the pinnacle of power in the Great Qing Eastern Region, capable of shaping the world’s balance and deciding the fates of countless lives.

“If one does not reach the Nascent Soul stage, one forever remains an ant,” Lan Changʼan thought to himself, deeply aware of the terrifying gap in power at that level.

A legendary Nascent Soul Great Cultivator could likely force Beast King Valley to retreat and make amends with just their presence.

“Eh? Why is Liang Shaotian leading Jing Kingdom’s cultivation world? Where is Heavenly Net Sect’s Nascent Soul True Monarch?”

From Zhou Qingxuan’s report, Lan Changʼan noticed something unusual.

Heavenly Net Sect’s Supreme Elder was considered to be the old ancestor of Xia Wenyue’s bloodline.

Years ago, Xia Wenyue’s father, Xie Wuji, had leveraged his immense power and True Dan cultivation to threaten Lan Changʼan at the Xia Family’s Qingsha Bay.

After Lan Changʼan reached Core Formation, he had intended to settle the score, but Xie Wuji had already died at the hands of the Unseen Gate’s Shadow Hall Chief. The matter had nothing to do with him.

However, Heavenly Net Sect and Chen Kingdom’s Xie Family had blamed him for Xie Wuji’s death, issuing a bounty for his capture.

After Chen Kingdom’s fall, the Heavenly Net Sect had retreated to Jing Kingdom, where their Nascent Soul True Monarch had also been present.

By all rights, it shouldn’t have been up to a late-Core Formation cultivator like Liang Shaotian to command Jing Kingdom’s cultivation world.

Lan Changʼan immediately used the puppet clone to inquire about the reason behind this anomaly.