"Ha ha, that's right. I've reserved a place for you there. In a few years, we'll buy the Nine Heavens Peak too, so Qing Li and Qing Wan can cultivate there."
Chen Xun's eyes carried a hint of pride. This was his dream, one that no one else could understand!
Judging by Mo Fuyang's expression, it seemed that the cultivators of this grand world felt the same way.
Who wouldn't want a peaceful sanctuary for cultivation? The cultivators who spend their days fighting and fleeing for opportunities are in the minority.
Mo Fuyang's eyes were filled with joy. He didn't care about the place Chen Xun had prepared for him; instead, he said, "If the young lady enters the Dao Academy and mentions living at the Immaculate Immortal Ridge on Li Chen Island, no one would dare look down on her."
Upon hearing this news, his first thought was of Little Crane's background and identity, which she had already discussed with Mo Fuyang.
The key was that Chen Xun didn't plan to send her to the Dao Academy as a prodigy but rather as someone with connections, so they needed to use some backdoor methods.
The main purpose was to broaden Little Crane's horizons and make some friends.
Judging by the temperament of those prodigies, they wouldn't target someone with connections; everyone has their own circle.
"Don't worry, Old Mo. Just focus on your cultivation."
Chen Xun wore a gentle smile, always having a good impression of Mo Fuyang. "The second Taiwei Purple Immortal Fruit will take a few more years, so don't worry about your lifespan."
He had already started using the Water Spirit Decision to improve the Taiwei Purple Immortal Trees, though he wasn't sure what the specific effects would be.
The properties of spiritual herbs are unpredictable; it's possible that too much of a good thing could have adverse effects.
He still needed to research the next Taiwei Purple Immortal Fruit with Bull, as it was the only remaining treasure herb in the small boundary.
Mo Fuyang nodded heavily, no longer being modest, his heart filled with mixed emotions, determined not to disappoint his senior.
He even planned to go out and train after the young lady graduated from the Dao Academy.
He couldn't always rely on the resources and insights of his seniors; Xuanwei Heaven was vast.
"If you need anything, just use the Void Transmission Disk to call me. Old Mo, focus on your cultivation."
As the voice echoed in the cave abode, Chen Xun had already left, while Mo Fuyang remained deeply bowing, his eyes filled with nothing but respect.
After Chen Xun and the others returned, everything on Trash Island was back on track, and the days passed by uneventfully, without any waves.
...
Time flew by, and the path of cultivating immortality was both long and short. Every fleeting moment was a journey, and every transformation was a baptism, radiating its own aura and vitality.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Xun and the others had spent three peaceful centuries on Trash Island.
The sea around Trash Island was vast and boundless, with azure waves surging, sometimes crashing against the shore, creating splashes, and sometimes the sea was calm, as clear as a mirror.
The sky was a clear blue, with clouds drifting gracefully, as if they might disperse at any moment.
However, under the sky, the five Trash Islands were now filled with a sense of oppression, and the people from the Online Store were more formidable than ever.
Their eyes often flashed with a sharp light, making one instinctively think they were disciples of some sect.
Moreover, the five Trash Islands were no longer chaotic and had even been divided into regions.
Every person from the Online Store was methodically searching for trash, then sending it into the teleportation arrays within the regions.
Outside the regions, the Soul-Nourishing Spirit Clan and the cultivators who joined the garbage recycling plant stood guard, exuding a fierce aura, and everywhere one looked, they were among their own.
Their eyes were no longer humble but filled with a sense of conviction.
In the central area of one Trash Island, Qing Li was patrolling around.
Suddenly, many people picked up the Void Transmission Disk, and a message came through: the factory owner and the others had important matters to attend to outside, and everything should continue as usual.
Upon hearing this message, Qing Li's gaze sharpened as he looked into the distance, feeling something was amiss.
The factory owner had always left casually over the past few centuries, never notifying everyone.
And it seemed like the whole family was going out. Could something major have happened?
Feeling slightly uneasy, Qing Li suddenly turned his gaze toward a desolate mountain, where two vague figures could be seen drinking.
He let out a small sigh of relief. "It seems it's nothing serious; Master Dao and Young Master Gu are still here."
Outsiders might not know about this desolate mountain, but how could they not? It had become quite terrifying.
Even being nearby, one could feel their soul wavering, as if they had reached the end of their immortal path.
Qing Li felt a chill in his heart; Master Dao's spells were incomprehensible.
He had even seen Master Dao truly casting spells, and it wasn't using the spiritual qi of heaven and earth. His body certainly didn't contain spiritual power!
Their clan was highly sensitive to spiritual power, and if it were truly spiritual power being used, how could they not see it?
Moreover, no one dared to underestimate Gu Lisheng on Trash Island anymore. To be on par with Master Dao and to survive under Brother Lion's control, how could he be an ordinary person?
His words and actions over the past few centuries had deeply convinced them that this man named Gu Lisheng had a significant background!
Qing Li stopped thinking about it. More and more of his clansmen were awakening their talents.
However, after reading the booklet, they all regarded it as sacred words of the immortal path, keeping a low profile.
No one could understand the feeling of having a strong person willing to lend a hand when their race was at its lowest.
And this assistance wasn't because of their race's talents; every person from the Online Store here received the same favor.
They were paid for the work they did, receiving spirit stones, but the feeling of having a benefactor was especially strong for them, and they were willing to die for it!
As the message spread everywhere, the people from the Online Store merely exchanged a few words casually.
Whether the factory owner was present or not made no difference to them... it wasn't their concern.
The main concern was for those who joined the garbage recycling plant. Their vigilance increased, and the five protective arrays around the islands were quietly activated.
The young lady had once said: "In recent years, many people have infiltrated, and they don't seem to be here for the Online Store. Be cautious."
...
At this time, on an unnamed island, Chen Xun and the others had been gone for over a month, and the news had just reached there.
The island was desolate and silent, seemingly forgotten by time. The vegetation was withered, with only a few withered trees standing lonely, as if telling a bleak story.
The sea breeze blew, producing a few rustling sounds as the wild grass swayed, unable to hide the silence here.
The sky was overcast with dark clouds, with no trace of sunlight, only a gloomy atmosphere enveloping the entire island. But today, in mid-air, two figures faced each other from a distance.
Their figures were tall and straight, exuding a terrifying aura that made it difficult for anyone to approach.
On this small island, apart from their breathing and the sound of the waves, there seemed to be no other sounds.
The two stood in mid-air, one holding a black mountain-axing axe, his white clothes fluttering in the sea breeze.
His brows revealed a deep death energy, like an unshakable mountain.
The other, a man in black, held a golden ancient war spear, and even a slight swing made it feel as if the entire sea was being lifted, the wind and waves rushing toward him, making it hard to breathe.
The intricate patterns on the golden ancient war spear shimmered with a strange light under the gloomy sky, seemingly containing boundless mana!
Buzz—
A dull rumbling sound emanated from the island, echoing in the sea.
Above the island, Chen Xun and Mo Ye Han were still in a standoff, the surrounding air seemingly frozen, creating a strong sense of oppression.
Their auras gradually rose, surrounded by the vastness of the sea and the sound of waves, two terrifying spiritual pressures clashed in the air, causing the spiritual qi of heaven and earth to scream!
The powerful aura they emitted made the entire small island tremble slightly...
The battle promised years ago, Chen Xun had come today to fulfill it!
