After that little interlude ended.
Shen Shi summoned the twelve Peak Masters and seven elders, informing them of the imminent opening of the Ancient Immortal Realm.
At the same time, he also planned to awaken the ancient freaks slumbering within the Heavenly Martial Immortal Sect.
Most of them were martial brothers from Shen Shi's generation.
The age difference between them was only a hundred or two hundred years.
Because Shen Shi, Xiao Hongye, and the others had already entered the Ancient Immortal Realm back then, they had given up the chance to awaken during the golden age, choosing instead to strengthen the immortal sect.
Just like the choice of the old Sect Master.
Today, the Heavenly Martial Immortal Sect was the premier cultivation power in Dongzhou, and its prestigious reputation was known throughout the Nine Provinces.
Of course, the immortal sects and ancient lands of the other provinces had also begun their preparations, working together to deduce the location where the realm would open this time.
Like other realms, the Ancient Immortal Realm had cultivation level restrictions.
Only cultivators at the Golden Core Realm or below could enter.
However, this restriction was exceptionally strong.
For powerful cultivators, the restrictions of most realms could be shattered with a wave of a hand. Even if they forced their way in, the realms could do nothing to stop them.
Just like the Little Purple Realm.
If they wanted to, the Heavenly Martial Immortal Sect could completely open it up, allowing their disciples to occupy that fertile land.
However, that would defeat the purpose of having trials.
The Ancient Immortal Realm was different. Due to the ancient immortal war, it had plundered too much of the world's opportunities, damaging the source of the Great Dao in this world.
Consequently, the Great Dao had brought down heavenly punishment.
This was also why that ancient immortal had faded into the long river of time after refining the entire battlefield.
Cultivators inherently went against heaven. Most powerful experts would never entangle themselves with any karma of the Great Dao unless absolutely necessary.
For they could never deduce whether it would bring blessing or disaster.
If their future tribulation lightning intensified or the Great Dao blocked their path entirely, they would be completely finished.
As for the protagonist...
Long Zitian, who had been punished for a month, returned not only completely unharmed but with his cultivation advanced even further, placing him on the verge of breaking through to the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Yet, he chose not to break through.
The reason was simple: the Ancient Immortal Realm was about to open.
Long Zitian also needed to perfect his Dao and techniques, and solidify his foundation.
It had been the same in his previous life.
One must not look down on the Foundation Establishment Realm; it was the foundation of the source of the Dao for ten thousand generations!
Foundation establishment meant building the foundation of the Great Dao, paving the path of the true self going against heaven, and serving as the sturdiest cornerstone for all higher realms.
This was also why those ancient freaks chose to remain in the Foundation Establishment Realm. They were entirely capable of breaking through and forming a flawless Golden Core.
But they didn't do so. Some had even shattered their own Golden Cores upon realizing they weren't perfect, sealing themselves away right then and there.
Those ancient freaks were more ruthless and resourceful than the last.
Yet, Long Zitian was not afraid in the slightest.
“You have your heritage and accumulation, but I have my own path of invincibility!”
A Dao pattern emerged on Long Zitian's forehead, and a golden pupil manifested, instantly distorting space and seeing through all things.
The Heavenly Eye Divine Ability.
The Eye of the Immortal was something countless cultivators desired, yet due to the limitations of their talent, they could never train it to that level.
“Following the accumulation of my previous life to cultivate the Immortal Body Technique, I can clearly feel the Great Dao of heaven and earth resonating with me.”
Long Zitian exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes shining brightly.
In his previous life, even though he had refined everything and lost everything, he still failed to attain the position of a True Immortal. Yet, through a stroke of luck, he had managed to master the Immortal Body Technique.
In this life, he would surely fight for the source of the Great Dao, perfect his Dao and techniques, and strive once more for the chance to become an immortal.
...
Tianzhu Peak.
A stone table in the bamboo forest.
A large table of delicacies was set out, along with dozens of jars of aged Green Bamboo Wine.
“Oh my, little Yi-Yi, how should this sister repay your wonderful hospitality? Should I... offer myself to you?” Su Qian rested her chin on her hand, ripples of light shimmering in her eyes as she spoke in an incredibly sultry tone.
Let alone a male cultivator, even Zhu Huai, a female cultivator, blushed.
She couldn't take it. She really couldn't take it.
She was too good at flirting. How could anyone flirt like this?
At the same time, Zhu Huai made a mental note of it.
Before the word “Old...” could even leave his mouth, Wang Xuanyi felt Su Qian's amiable smile and quickly changed his tune. “Immortal fairy sister, could you please beat me a bit more gently in the future?”
As soon as he finished speaking,
Mo Yan burst out laughing, unable to hold it in any longer.
Wang Xuanyi's appearance was truly hilarious. His eyes were bruised black and blue from the beating, and both his cheeks were swollen, making he look exactly like a panda, the national treasure.
“Oh my, this sister has been busy outside for a whole year, and my shoulders are a bit stiff. I wonder...”
As she spoke, Su Qian leaned back, exposing her smooth, jade-like shoulders. Beautiful as unpolished jade, a wave of sweet fragrance drifted over as her clothes slipped slightly off her shoulder.
“This younger brother understands.”
In the blink of an eye, Wang Xuanyi flashed behind Su Qian. Rolling up his sleeves, he unleashed the Eighteen Massage Techniques he had spent his life mastering!
“Immortal fairy sister, is the pressure alright?”
“Mmh... a bit harder.”
“You got it!”
Watching Su Qian close her eyes in enjoyment, Zhu Huai could only sigh softly.
Her senior brother had been completely tamed by Martial Aunt Su Qian.
It was actually quite strange. Wang Xuanyi maintained a distant, polite attitude toward Martial Aunt Xiao and her disciples, yet he was exceptionally warm toward Martial Aunt Su Qian.
The former was slightly superior to the latter in terms of both appearance and strength, and had even saved his life, yet her senior brother had never become close with her.
This had been the case ever since they were children.
Time flew by.
Under Wang Xuanyi's superb massage techniques, Su Qian closed her eyes.
Zhu Huai and Wang Xuanyi cleared the table, bowed to Mo Yan, and then left to practice their own cultivation.
A gentle breeze swept through, rustling the bamboo leaves.
Only Mo Yan, who was drinking, and Su Qian, who was resting with her eyes closed, remained in the bamboo forest.
After a long while, Su Qian slowly spoke, “Junior Brother, is there something on your mind?”
“It's nothing.”
As he spoke, Mo Yan took another heavy swig of wine.
“Oh, you. Is there anything you can hide from your senior sister?” Su Qian chuckled. She picked up a jar of Green Bamboo Wine, took a drink, and said, “You want to know about that girl from the Li family, don't you?”
At this mention, Mo Yan nodded.
“I paid a visit to the Li family when I was on my way back. The girl is doing quite well,” Su Qian said.
“I see. That's good, that's good then...”
Hearing that his old friend was doing well, Mo Yan's tense nerves finally relaxed, and he chugged another jar of wine.
It was as if he were drinking not wine, but the memories of the past.
“It's just...”
“Just what?” Mo Yan's newly relaxed heart tightened once more.
Seeing this, Su Qian explained, “Without her lover from back then, she is like withered wood, living like dead ashes. She might as well have died back then.”
After speaking, Su Qian glanced at the dazed Mo Yan, a faint smile playing at the corners of her lips.
Her junior brother was truly a hopeless romantic.
The two were clearly deeply in love, yet due to Mo Yan's stubbornness, they had been forced to remain apart for hundreds of years.
“There are two eavesdropping kittens. Do you not mind them?”
Su Qian smiled faintly.
Not far away, a rather out-of-place haystack shifted twice.
“Are you still not coming out? If you don't, this sister is going to get angry.”
Hearing this, Wang Xuanyi and Zhu Huai awkwardly crawled out from the haystack.
Initially, the two hadn't been very interested, but upon hearing about their master's love story, their gossiping hearts began to burn fiercely.
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