“Senior Sister, you returned at this time for the Ancient Immortal Realm, didn't you?” Shen Shi asked.
“Yes. I figured it was about to open, so I finished my mission early and came back,” Su Qian said.
“The Ancient Immortal Realm... another thousand years have passed.” Mo Yan stroked his white beard, memories flooding his mind.
“The dormant monsters of the ancient lands and other immortal sects should be participating in this session of the Dao Discussion Assembly,” Xiao Hongye took a sip of tea and said indifferently.
Hearing the conversation among the three, Wang Xuanyi froze.
The Ancient Immortal Realm?
The Dao Discussion Assembly?
The so-called Ancient Immortal Realm was actually a battlefield of immortals from ancient times. The lingering, unperishing spirits of the fallen immortals had gradually turned it into a forbidden zone.
Later, a supreme ancient immortal seized the secrets of heaven and earth and the essence of the Great Dao, refining the entire battlefield into a cultivation ground for future generations to enter, cultivate, and seek opportunities.
Because this act went against the Heavenly Dao, that ancient immortal also faded into the long river of time.
However, this realm remained forever.
It became a necessary path for all future generations to compete and discuss the Dao.
In the original novel, the protagonist relied on the Ancient Immortal Realm to obtain supreme treasures and gifts bestowed by the Great Dao, rising to fame in a single bound.
But that was a realm supposed to open when the protagonist was in the Foundation Establishment Realm. Currently, Long Zitian was only in the Qi Refining Realm. Why was it opening so early?
Wang Xuanyi fell into deep thought.
The original work contained many descriptions of the Ancient Immortal Realm. The treasures and opportunities within were countless, and there were even treasures that would make Tribulation Transcendence Realm cultivators covetous.
It was also because of this realm that Leng Ning'an developed feelings for Long Zitian, and the people of Tianyun Peak slowly accepted him, starting to marginalize Wang Xuanyi.
“Isn't this complete nonsense? What about the emotional push-and-pull between the male and female leads?” Wang Xuanyi cursed internally. This plot deviation was a bit too ridiculous.
It was supposed to be a gradual process, but it had skipped a huge step.
Could it be?
Because he cultivated too quickly, the Heavenly Dao had to modify the original plot to correct it?
The world correction force?
Wang Xuanyi pondered.
It was indeed a possibility.
As a protagonist born with great fortune, Long Zitian was currently only in the Qi Refining Realm. If some opportunities weren't arranged for him quickly, he might really be devoured by others.
“Was all of this caused by me?” Wang Xuanyi muttered to himself.
“No, that's not right. Aside from the new generation of disciples, those old monsters will also wake up from their slumber in the Ancient Immortal Realm. Many of them are Long Zitian's enemies, and there are plenty who are stronger than me. How could it all be because of me?”
In the original work, besides the new generation of disciples from the past hundred years, there was also a group of ancient freaks who had sealed themselves hundreds of years ago.
They didn't compete for a single lifetime, but for a hundred lifetimes.
They had missed the Ancient Immortal Realm previously, so to make their Dao, techniques, and selves completely perfect, they calculated the future opening time of the Ancient Immortal Realm.
Then, they would wake up when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was at its peak and the Great Dao was at its most complete, to fight for the supreme opportunities of a hundred lifetimes.
That batch of people were all geniuses.
Ancient lands, immortal sects, hidden places... all had a group of people in slumber.
The original work also described that the era where the protagonist Long Zitian lived was the golden age of this epoch, and also the era when heaven and earth were at their strongest.
“Holy crap, I definitely can't participate in this. It'll be the death of me.”
All kinds of ancient freaks would appear, most of them being people of great fortune like Long Zitian. Even if their realms were only at the Foundation Establishment Realm, they all had the ability to fight above their levels.
Their trump cards, like ancient secret techniques and Heavenly Dao secret spells, were more numerous than the hairs on Su Qian's head.
“No way, I have to run.”
Wang Xuanyi's soft murmur fell into the ears of Shen Shi and the others, drawing their gazes to the finger-sized little man.
“Run from what?” Su Qian asked with interest.
Earlier, while Wang Xuanyi was thinking, Su Qian had secretly removed his gag, wanting to see what the little guy was thinking.
To her surprise, before she even asked, Wang Xuanyi spoke it aloud himself.
Wang Xuanyi was still immersed in his own thoughts, completely ignoring the source of the voice, and replied without even thinking, “To run away, of course. A place as dangerous as the Ancient Immortal Realm—even a dog wouldn't go. Going there is just throwing away my life. I'd rather find a...”
Suddenly, he seemed to realize something and raised his head tremblingly.
He saw the four of them with smiles on their faces, all staring at him.
“This is practically a horror story.”
Millions of alpacas stampeded through Wang Xuanyi's mind.
“My, my, I didn't expect little Yi-Yi to have such grand ambitions, wanting to compete with those ancient freaks for the opportunity of a lifetime. This sister really underestimated you.”
Su Qian poked Wang Xuanyi's cheek with her finger and laughed softly.
“I didn't, I don't, don't talk nonsense.”
“With so many opportunities in the Ancient Immortal Realm, why aren't you going?”
Su Qian pinched Wang Xuanyi's body, thoroughly amused by how he inflated and deflated.
“Indeed, there might even be an opportunity to become an immortal inside. Can you really bear to give up?” Mo Yan chimed in from the side.
He also wanted to know why his disciple didn't want to go to the Ancient Immortal Realm.
If a cultivator didn't fight, how could they have fortune?
“Hey! Don't pinch my face, or I'll bite you.”
Wang Xuanyi warned Su Qian crossly.
He realized this woman's hands were getting more and more unruly.
“Oh~ So you don't like me using my hands.”
Su Qian smiled slyly. She immediately released the shrinking spell, returning Wang Xuanyi to his original size, and then stepped on him.
Along the way, she kept rubbing Wang Xuanyi's face with her foot.
“Hey! You old witch! Just because I said when I was a kid that walking barefoot all day would make you get athlete's foot, do you have to be this petty??” Wang Xuanyi said with a stifled face.
When Wang Xuanyi had first entered the cultivation world as a child, he had been quite excited and loved to drop by different places. He had accidentally ended up at Su Qian's place.
Su Qian cultivated all year round and was bored to death. The other members of the sect were also busy with cultivation, leaving her with no one to talk to. Encountering such an interesting little fellow, she naturally wanted to tease him.
As a result, Wang Xuanyi saw her walking barefoot and gave her a long lecture on how athlete's foot occurs and the benefits of wearing shoes.
Since then, a grudge had been formed between the two.
Mentioning this, the veins on Su Qian's forehead popped. She said amiably, “Little Yi-Yi, what did you just call me?”
Wang Xuanyi instantly changed his tune, saying with admiration, “Of course, you're the young, immortal fairy sister who possesses both beauty and wisdom!”
His survival instinct was fully maxed out.
Best not to mention it, absolutely best not to.
He had experienced this woman's methods before.
She beat him even harder than his own old geezer, and she even used mental attacks on him. It was a kind of pain mixed with pleasure.
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