"Take care on your journey, big brother."

"No worries, I brought several maids to keep me company. The journey won't be too lonely."

Upon hearing this, Wu Wang almost wished for Xing Tian to have an accident on the way!

Fortunately, the burly man who accompanied them spoke in a deep voice:

"Xing Tian, you must consolidate your foundation and cultivate your essence and spirit. There should be no further loss of vital energy. Before reaching Foundation Establishment, you must pay attention to these matters."

Xing Tian laughed heartily, "No problem! Without the permission of the young master, they wouldn't dare to hit me on the back of my head!"

Wu Wang: ...

It was quite rare for someone to follow ancient customs so diligently.

I suggest using a wolf tooth club or a starry mineral to knock him!

After seeing Xing Tian off, Wu Wang wandered around the destroyed sect's mountain gate for a while before going to see Dongfang Mumu, who was "building a cocoon" in the floating ship.

Wu Wang didn't expect that just by sensing Dongfang Mumu's state, he would have a profound realization in his heart.

In a trance, he could see a sea of stars, with countless stars shining and occasionally extinguishing.

Dongfang Mumu's path seemed to be related to water, but the realization Wu Wang gained was not about the path of water.

It was a kind of stirring, like the sprouting of new shoots on withered wood.

It was the path Dongfang Mumu was recovering and spreading after suffering heavy injuries during the Transcendent Tribulation.

Wu Wang didn't waste any time. He called the sect's immortal guards stationed there and asked them to increase their manpower, ensuring that this expert from the Four Seas Pavilion would not be disturbed during his seclusion.

He immediately returned to his master's small building, closed the door, and hung a wooden sign that said "Seclusion, Do Not Disturb." Then he sat on the bed, which had been changed with new sheets and bedding.

Closing his eyes and focusing his mind, he held onto that realization and continued to imagine the boundless starry sky.

Huh?

Lin Suqing peeked her head out at the staircase, surprised to see her young master being so diligent. He had just finished cultivating for half a day, and now he was already secluding himself again. She wondered if Xing Tian's words had such a great impact.

"Thanks, little sister."

What nonsense was Xing Tian talking about! Really! How could she compare to that!

Lin Suqing blushed slightly and quietly returned to her room. She sat in front of the dressing table, lost in thought. She smiled lightly, sighed softly, and then focused on her reflection in the bronze mirror before going to meditate on her cushion.

Before Dongfang Mumu came out of seclusion, she had to work hard. She couldn't let people think that her future immortality was solely reliant on Dongfang Mumu's guidance.

She was also working hard herself.

Not long after, the immortals in the pavilion were surrounded by celestial light. Men and women on different floors immersed themselves in their own paths, letting time slowly pass and their hearts return to nature.

Looking at the Floating Jade City.

Under the gaze of the sparse passersby, Ji Mo took a deep breath and stood quietly in front of the courtyard rented by the destroyed sect. He wanted to push open the courtyard door, but his hand... was trembling.

Go back, go back and cultivate!

Ji Mo shouted in his heart, as if ten thousand giants were roaring in unison!

He had to cultivate, otherwise he would be left behind by Lin Suqing and Ling Xianzi. Did he really want to be surpassed by Wu Wang in cultivation, the weakest aspect of Wu Wang?

A true man of the Ji family should not forget his responsibilities for the pursuit of pleasure!

Hmm, cultivation!

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from beside him, "Ji Protector, why are you standing here? Let's go drink."

Ji Mo trembled all over, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and appeared in front of Mao Aowu in a flash. He looked at this senior fellow disciple with a burning gaze.

"Elder Mao, I'll choose the location, and I'll pay for the drinks. Let's go!"

"What a good thing! Hahaha!"

Mao Aowu laughed heartily and was dragged by Ji Mo to the busiest streets of the Floating Jade City.

There were tall buildings and music every night. When night fell, many figures would descend from the sky, trying to avoid meeting acquaintances and entering places with warm lights.

The next day, at the same time.

Ji Mo stood in front of his small courtyard with his hands behind his back. He raised his hand but silently put it down, then turned and walked towards a familiar path.

Forget it, this is the last time I indulge myself.

On the third day, at the same location.

Ji Mo passed by his small courtyard and symbolically glanced inside before walking briskly forward.

Today, he dealt with an incident where an immortal got drunk and caused trouble. He rewarded himself with some fun.

On the fourth day, he rewarded Elder Mao with a night, taking his place.

On the sixth day, he rewarded Little Lin with a night.

On the seventh day, this young master just wanted to enjoy himself. Isn't cultivation about broadening one's mind?

Two months later, Mao Aowu found Ji Mo and smiled, "Can you still live in that courtyard? Why haven't I seen you around? I want to arrange for some Renhuang Pavilion colleagues to stay there for a few days."

Ji Mo smiled, "Elder, feel free to do so. Here is the talisman for entering and leaving the courtyard formation. I might have to seclude myself for a while in the future. If the sect master asks..."

"I understand," Mao Aowu raised an eyebrow, "Focus on your cultivation."

"The competition on the path of immortality!"

The two exchanged glances and burst into laughter.

Several months later, Ji Mo had been in the Floating Jade City for almost half a year. A beautiful woman with heavy makeup found the Treasures of the Destroyed Sect and went through great lengths to find Mao Aowu, who was in charge of a branch of the Renhuang Pavilion. She brought a few words.

"Sir, Young Master Ji had a sudden enlightenment yesterday. He bought a small courtyard behind our Drunken Fragrance Tower to seclude himself and cultivate. After he comes out, he will come to drink with you. I came here specifically to tell you."

Mao Aowu couldn't help but mutter, "Can his body handle it?"

The beautiful woman felt a little embarrassed and whispered, "Sir, please don't misunderstand. Young Master Ji is really secluding himself to cultivate and not finding an excuse to stay at our place. When he had his enlightenment, there was celestial light surrounding him, and a treasure wheel formed behind him. There was also a strange fragrance emanating from him. It seems that he is about to take a big step forward. Several sisters who are close to Young Master Ji also had some realizations, and their bottlenecks have loosened."

"He really had an enlightenment at the Flower Tower?"

Mao Aowu stood up suddenly and said, "Lead the way. I want to see where Ji Mo is secluding himself. This is not a small matter."

The woman covered her mouth and chuckled, leading the way with a warm and gentle voice. Along the way, they attracted the attention of many male cultivators.

Ji Mo was indeed in seclusion, and he had obtained an enlightenment that was difficult for cultivators to find.Mao Aowu was greatly surprised by this and stayed in the Zui Xiang Tower for a few days with many doubts in his heart.

But after just a few days, Mao Aowu couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out of the Rouge Pile, afraid of damaging his Heavenly Immortal Dao Foundation.

Looking at the signboard of the Zui Xiang Tower, he saw four new words added at the back: "Enlightenment Treasure Land".

Mao Aowu's forehead was covered in black lines, his steps were a bit floating, and he didn't know how to comment on this matter for a while. He had to suppress this matter and secretly send someone to keep an eye on the backyard of the Zui Xiang Tower to protect Ji Mo's safety.

On the other side, in a newly built wooden building near the destroyed sect.

Lin Qi slowly opened his eyes, and two rays of immortal light flashed in his eyes, with a faint smile on his lips.

He had reached the mid-stage of Ascending to Immortality.

He was a few years older than Ji Mo, and he had to become an immortal before Ling Xiaolan and Ji Mo!

After speaking, he continued to sit and comprehend, capturing the opportunities for progress in the darkness, trying to push open a narrow crack in front of him.

In the bamboo forest behind the Mysterious Female Sect.

Ling Xiaolan sat quietly in the attic, surrounded by spiritual energy gathering, preparing to become an immortal and cross the tribulation in the next few years.

...

Half a year had passed since Wu Wang officially closed himself off.

After receiving enlightenment from Da Xian, Wu Wang had been practicing and comprehending the Star Path every day without interruption. When he rested, he would read a book on the Star Path's cultivation method.

Unknowingly, he had reached the Leaping Spirit realm, and now he mainly cultivated the Star Path with Fire Path as a secondary cultivation.

Elemental Infant, Leaping Spirit, Ascending to Immortality, the realm of Immortal was not too far away, but it required a long time to accumulate. He couldn't be impatient.

"Calculating the days, Xing Tian should have arrived in the North Wilderness by now."

Wu Wang raised his hand and held the necklace, realizing that he hadn't contacted his mother for more than half a year.

Forget it, even if his mother deliberately concealed some things and didn't tell him, and even if that Primordial God who cursed him belonged to the same camp as his mother, he couldn't blame his mother for anything.

His life was given by his mother.

"Mother... Mother?"

Wu Wang called out for a while, but didn't get a response from Cang Xue.

Could his mother be angry too?

At the same time, in a certain sea area southwest of the North Wilderness, a narrow and long strait that was no more than a hundred miles wide.

This was the intersection of the Northwest Region, West Wilderness, and the territory of the West Sea. It was also the only way for ships from the West Sea to reach the ports of the North Wilderness. Normally, one could see large ships coming and going.

But in the past half month, this sea area was covered in dark clouds, and the sea occasionally surged with hundred-zhang-high water walls.

Most of the merchant ships had bypassed this area and detoured from the other side of the Northwest Region. Only a few merchant ships stayed far away, waiting for the storm to calm down before paying attention to the battle here.

On the southern coast of the sea area, countless figures had gathered, most of them were "human bodies with animal heads", and there were also "human faces with animal bodies", all of them were staring at the North Wilderness.

Finally, a black cloud flew from the south, and three black figures stood on it. Each figure was several zhang tall, surrounded by thick smoke, making it impossible for the creatures on the ground to see their faces, only feeling their pressure.

"They are the little gods of the West Wilderness."

On the deck of a merchant ship, a burly old man standing behind Xing Tian whispered.

Xing Tian leaned on a long axe, his eyes filled with fighting spirit, and said in a low voice, "Teacher, throw me over later, I will go and defeat them!"

"Hey," the burly old man hurriedly said, "Don't act recklessly. Even though they are gods who control some small paths, their strength is not to be underestimated, and they have some strange divine arts.

Moreover, there are three gods here. Even if I rush up, I'm afraid I will be surrounded.

Look at the shore of the North Wilderness."

"Alright!"

Xing Tian agreed, raised his head and looked at the other side of the strait, his expression becoming solemn as he squinted his eyes.

"Teacher, I can't see anything."

"Forgot that you haven't officially started your cultivation yet."

The old man pressed Xing Tian's left shoulder, and a gleam of light flashed in Xing Tian's eyes, seeing everything within a hundred li.

On the shore of the North Wilderness, a tight defense line had already been set up, and behind the defense line, dust was flying as a large number of wolf riders galloped through the forest and hills. On the left and right, elite armies of the Canine and Deep Eye tribes could also be seen.

Leading them was the Bear Hug Clan's chief, who was wearing black iron armor and had a bear-like physique.

"It's Uncle Xiong Han!"

Xing Tian grinned, about to praise Xiong Han's might, when a strange roar came from the south of the sea area.

Countless creatures' eyes emitted red light, and they jumped into the sea in rows.

Under the feet of the three gods, a blue light emanated, and the sea water turned into large hands, carrying the creatures in the sea towards the north shore, creating a spectacular scene.

Another god raised his left hand, and a large number of fierce birds flew out from behind them, like a dark cloud flying towards the North Wilderness.

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Seeing this, Xing Tian couldn't hold back the flames in his heart and wanted to rush up and fight them.

The burly old man behind him took a step forward, his eyes filled with light, and said in a low voice, "It seems that I have to take action today. There are also two major human tribes in the North Wilderness. We can't just stand by and watch them die.

Xing Tian, I can only try to scare off those three gods. If anything happens to me, report this to His Majesty and say that I am unworthy of His Majesty's trust. Please ask His Majesty to choose another master for you."

"Teacher!"

Xing Tian's eyes were filled with tears, but he grabbed the old man's arm and said, "This is our battle in the North Wilderness, it has nothing to do with you, Teacher!"

The old man said firmly, "No, this matter has..."

"Both of you, don't come any closer."

A gentle female voice sounded in their ears, making the old man alert and instinctively searching around, and also making Xing Tian stunned in place.

At this moment, in the sky above the North Wilderness, three figures stood on white clouds.

The person in the middle was wearing a white dress, with long hair fluttering behind her. At this moment, she closed her eyes and concentrated, holding a wooden staff in her hand, which was filled with strands of lightning.

Xing Tian was overjoyed, "Lady Cang Xue! It's Lady Cang Xue!"

The attire of the two people on the left and right was similar to Cang Xue's. At this moment, they were chanting praises to the Star God in unison.

After a while, Cang Xue took two steps forward, raised the wooden staff in her hand, and pointed it forward.

The sky and earth suddenly darkened, and the originally clear sky turned into a deep starry sky!Stars twinkled as streaks of silver-white lightning crashed down, weaving into an interlaced curtain of thunder at the edge of the North Wilderness. It was as if a beaded curtain had been hung between heaven and earth.

Cang Xue pushed her wooden staff forward, and the curtain of thunder astonishingly pushed horizontally across the sea for hundreds of miles, appearing in front of the army of living beings intending to head north.

Without hesitation, without pause, where the thunder passed, living beings shattered!

The dark clouds in the sky were directly 'dissolved', countless silver-white lightning plowed the sea surface, leaving behind a sea of broken limbs and bodies, the entire sea area was dyed blood-red.

The large area of lightning shattered a corner of the southern coast and slowly dissipated between heaven and earth.

Looking at the southern sky again, where were the figures of the three deities?

Cang Xue retracted her staff and flew into the high sky shoulder to shoulder with two Sun Festival priests, leaving behind a faint sentence:

"May the Star God protect us, those who invade will be killed."

Xing Tian stood at the bow of the ship, unable to recover for a long time.

The old man also had a frozen expression, feeling the overwhelming divine power that appeared in an instant, he whispered: "According to rumors, wasn't it said that the Star God was gravely injured and on the verge of death?"

"How is that possible!"

Xing Tian grinned, "Now I finally understand why my younger brother was so calm. With Lady Cang Xue here, what is there to fear."

"Could this be the leader of the Seven-Day Festival?"

"Correct, the leader of the Seven-Day Festival, my brother Xiong Ba's mother! Teacher! Let's go find Uncle Xiong Han!"

Xing Tian said excitedly, urging the ship to rise into the sky and head north.

Moments later, in the Star God's main hall.

Two Sun Festival priests flew to the entrance of the hall and joined the other four priests, faintly surrounding the disc held by the Star Goddess, each sitting and praying.

Cang Xue walked back to the center of the main hall, standing quietly with her staff, the starlight under her feet began to gather and explode, repeating in cycles.

She looked at the staff and softly called out:

"Ba'er, Ba'er? Did you just call me mother?"

Wu Wang's voice soon came from the staff: "Is mother busy?"

"Quietness leads to movement, go and stretch your muscles," Cang Xue softly said, "You also met your father, but because the situation was not right, we couldn't talk."

Wu Wang chuckled twice, hesitated and said: "That, last time I shouldn't have... When I'm strong enough, mother, you can tell me what you can."

"Why would a mother and son talk like this? Just focus on your cultivation."

Cang Xue softly said: "If you find the method of cultivation too boring, you can also focus on the power of bloodline."

"Borrowed power is still borrowed power," Wu Wang laughed, "I still want to cultivate step by step, learn from the human sages like Suiren and Fuxi, and find my own path."

"As you wish."

Cang Xue softly said, and then actively found a topic, chatting with Wu Wang about the recent situation of the Star God Sect.

But there wasn't much to talk about between mother and son, and they cut off contact after a while.

Wu Wang felt a weight lifted from his heart, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his thoughts became a bit clearer.

He took out a 'wine jar', held a jade slip, absorbed divine power, and contemplated the Dao of Stars without delay, continuing his seclusion in the mountains, waiting for the "Immortal Demon Apprentice Recruitment Conference" in the southern part of the Human Realm in a few months.

Whether the Sect could rise in the next few hundred years, this recruitment was crucial.