With the descent of the Profound Coffin and the return of the Small Immortal Worlds, the Tian Yuan Continent immediately became lively.
Due to the constant battles over territory, fame, and fortune, the entire Tian Yuan Continent was like oil being poured into a raging fire. It underwent indescribable changes at all times. The four planes seemed to be about to undergo a huge change. Undercurrents surged. Fortunately, the Small Immortal Worlds were scattered across outer space. Some were far away from the Tian Yuan Continent, while others were close. After all, communication had been lost for tens of thousands of years. Even the Tian Yuan Continent's Zhu Xiu had no idea how many existences there were or how many had died out long ago. The few organisations that had returned were unable to shake the situation of the Tian Yuan Continent that had stabilised a long time ago. The people who had returned were extremely mysterious as well. They only met the Saints and the old monsters of the various orthodoxies a few times before setting up a forbidden zone. The places where they descended obviously did not allow people to enter or leave as they pleased, and the people from the Small Immortal Worlds rarely appeared, so they did not cause as much chaos as expected.
The orthodoxies were overjoyed by this result. They seized the time and opened the Hundred Shattering Mountains.
The Mysterious Coffin contained countless rare treasures and Immortal Texts, which were coveted by many. Naturally, it was accompanied by countless fights and fights. Fortunately, the old monsters deliberately maintained a peaceful situation, so the fights and fights were controlled within an acceptable range. Because of the mysterious arrival of the Small Immortal Realm, the Five Sons of the Great Snow Mountain and the Five Little Saints of the Primordial Demonic Way, who were known as the "keys", were even more tightly protected. No matter how fierce the fire was, it wouldn't burn them. Instead, as the fortunes were obtained, their status rose.
A month after the coffin had descended, the opening of the first phase of fortune had ended. Another event that shook the entire continent occurred, and this event was the opening of the Daoist Square where the Saints would personally pass down their knowledge and guide the younger generation in their cultivation …
Before the opening of the Creation Realm in the Demonic Abyss, someone had already proposed the Philosophers' Dojo, but it was delayed midway. It was only after the return of Zhu Xiu from the Small Celestial World that the Sages brought it up again. The purpose of this Dojo was very simple, it was to nurture seedlings that had the hope of becoming an "Immortal Infant".
After a series of battles and battles in the Demonic Abyss, over a hundred prodigies of the Heaven's Origin World entered the Divine Continent's School of Philosophers. They were viewed as people who had a chance of achieving Immortal Nascent Souls and fending off the Great Tribulation of Heaven's Origin. At that moment, countless prodigies from the four provinces of the Heaven's Origin World fought tooth and nail for a spot in the School of Philosophers. Not to mention the fact that they could receive personal guidance from a Saint in the School of Philosophers, just the resources provided by the orthodoxies of the Heaven's Origin World and the fortune in the Mysterious Coffin made the spots covetous.
The most important thing was fame!
The current generation that had been affected by the fortune in the Profound Coffin had always been a golden generation that only appeared once every hundred thousand years. Without a doubt, the School of Philosophers was a place where the most outstanding members of the younger generation gathered. As soon as they entered the School of Philosophers, their names were destined to be passed down through the ages!
During the opening of the School of Philosophers, Fang Xing was purposefully overlooked. Although he was once one of the most outstanding members of the younger generation, he had left earlier than others. He had lost his fortune, so even though he was the first person to reach Yuanying within a hundred years and had the rare Immortal Infant, he was purposefully overlooked. There was no place for him in the School of Philosophers …
Who knew how many opponents that he had once bullied or looked down on had entered the School of Philosophers, but he was forgotten!
Fang Xing's expression remained calm whenever he heard that the Philosophers Daoist Rite had consolidated all of the fortunes they had obtained within the Hundred Shattering Mountain Range, allowing the Sages to comprehend them, and then pass them on to the juniors so that they could make further breakthroughs. Fang Xing's expression remained indifferent. Whenever he heard that the Sages had led the cultivators of the Philosophers Daoist Rite to the Outer Realms in search of Immortal Essence from the Outer Realms so that they could advance further on their path to the Self Severing Realm, Fang Xing still remained indifferent.
A wondrous feeling arose from the bottom of his heart, but Fang Xing only smiled indifferently, as if none of it had anything to do with him.
His current life was strangely peaceful!
The back mountain of the Yuan family had always been the most peaceful place to cultivate. Apart from some elders of the Yuan family, most of the people there were in closed door cultivation and did not care about the affairs of the world. These people were almost a hundred times older than Fang Xing, but at this time, Fang Xing appeared to be more patient than them. He quietly read the scriptures and comprehended the dharma every day. He did not care about the situation in the world above him at all, as if he had retired.
During this time, the Great Golden Crow, the Great Snow Mountain, and even the Immemorial Demon Path Little Saints came to visit many times, but all of them sighed.
They all felt that it was a pity that Fang Xing had formed his Nascent Soul ahead of time.
Now was the golden age for cultivators, and the opportunities of creation were hard to come by!
But at this time, Fang Xing had formed his Nascent Soul ahead of time, cutting off his future achievements. It was really not worth it. The most worthless thing was that he had cut off his perfect state to avoid the Tianyuan Continent. In the end, the Small Immortal World had returned after the Mysterious Coffin's fortune descended, which made his sacrifice even more worthless. What was even more infuriating was that the credit for preventing the Small Immortal World's return was also given to the Little Princess of Yaochi. The world knew that it was Fang Xing who had discovered and informed the ancestors of the various Daos in advance, but only a few knew about it …
Or perhaps, even if they knew about it, they had deliberately forgotten about it …
The Great Golden Crow and the others were obviously not angry. Every time they came, they would bring grand gifts. Some of them were obtained from the Mysterious Coffin's fortune, while a portion were gifted by the orthodoxies to rope them in. It could be said that they were all treasures that were rarely seen by cultivators, but because they were grateful for Fang Xing's kindness, they willingly handed them over, which gave Fang Xing a reputation in the Divine Land as someone who possessed great treasures …
"Little Ancestor Fang, my son has already cultivated to the Middle-stage of the Golden Core Realm. He is very diligent, and only needs a Spirit Pill to transcend. I hope Little Ancestor can fulfill his wish …"
"Greetings, Divine Son. I heard that you have a scripture that specializes in alchemy, but Little Ancestor has already formed his Nascent Soul, so there is no need for it!"
"Little Ancestor, my son is the bloodline of the third generation of the Yuan family, but there are not enough resources, so he cannot transcend. Little Ancestor, do as you see fit …"
During the period that Fang Xing was in seclusion, there were always people from the Yuan Clan that came to visit him. They either wore ingratiating smiles, gazes of reverence, or arrogance that were unparalleled in the world. They came and went while chatting about all sorts of things, and it was all for the sake of asking for the resources and fortune that Fang Xing kept in his possession. Fang Xing was clearly aware of all these objectives, yet he didn't expose them. So long as he had something in his possession, he would agree to it and give it away like flowing water. He originally thought that he would be able to make a few good friends, yet he never imagined that his reputation would become even worse ….
"That devil wants to belong to the Yuan family so that he can defend against his former enemies, but now he is like a greedy worm!"
"Anyway, he has formed his Nascent Soul, so what is the point of keeping so many treasures? We might as well ask for them for our use!"
"Haha, go ahead. That devil doesn't dare to complain in the slightest now. So long as he asks, no one will refuse!"
"He is really scared out of his wits. He doesn't have the slightest elegant demeanor of a devil from before. He is obviously a pitiful worm …"
"He is an Imperial Nascent Soul after all, and he has a few friends who are doing well. Don't offend him too much …"
"Haha, the Imperial Nascent Soul of the past was the seedling of the Daolord. What can the current Imperial Nascent Soul be?"
"Our Young Master Fusu has already joined the Philosophers Daoist Grounds, and he will definitely attain the Immortal Nascent Soul in the future. Everyone can clearly see the enmity between him and this devil. Everyone, guess how long will this kid be able to live when Young Master Fusu returns with the Immortal Nascent Soul?"
Amidst all the discussions, Fang Xing seemed to be oblivious to them. He just turned a deaf ear to them all day long. Anyone who saw him would feel as if he had changed into a different person. He was silent, calm, recited scriptures, and cultivated. He was like an old cultivator who was over a thousand years old. He was extremely honest, and his temper was extremely good. It seemed as if he had truly cultivated his heart and mind, and there was no longer any anger in his heart …
This situation was only broken a year later.
A cultivator in apricot yellow robes with a decree in his hand arrived at the Yuan family's territory with a few dozen cultivators with extraordinary auras.
In order to welcome this group of distinguished guests, the Yuan family set up an incense table and set up the most solemn ceremony. The Patriarch personally came out to welcome them.
This was because this group of distinguished guests had come from a Dao orthodoxy from a Small Celestial Realm.
"It is an honor for the Immortal Emissary to arrive. Please come back and have a chat …"
The Patriarch of the Yuan family was very polite and respectful. He invited the Yuanying Realm Emissary into the hall.
An hour later, Chief Steward Wen, whose face was covered with sweat and his expression was tense, barged into Fang Xing's cave residence.
"Divine Son, the Patriarch invites you …"
Although Fang Xing had never been stripped of the title of Divine Son of the Yuan family, he had been deliberately forgotten by the Yuan family for almost a year. When he heard this, he opened his eyes curiously and looked at Chief Steward Wen. His expression was clearly a little puzzled.
Chief Steward Wen's expression was extremely complicated. He said in a low voice, "Just now, an Immortal Emissary came to the Yuan family. It was them who asked to see you!"
Fang Xing was slightly stunned. He smiled and said, "Immortal Emissary? Are you referring to the emissaries from the Small Celestial Realm?"
Chief Steward Wen hesitated a little, as if he had made a great decision. He took a few steps forward and said in a low voice, "Yes, and it has something to do with Lihen Heaven!"
After the Small Celestial Realm returned one after another and landed in various places of Tian Yuan, most of them occupied land as their base and delimited as forbidden areas. Apart from having some contact with the previous orthodoxies and Sages, they had almost no interaction with the outside world. They had always been very mysterious. It was a little strange that they would send emissaries out to communicate with the outside world. Now that the emissary from the Small Celestial Realm came to the Yuan family and asked to see Fang Xing, things became even more interesting …
When he heard that the Small Celestial Realm was related to Lihen Heaven, Fang Xing even smiled faintly.
Chief Steward Wen frowned tightly with a complicated expression. Obviously, he felt that this matter was very tricky.
However, Fang Xing was silent for a long time. He suddenly smiled and said, "Finally, someone remembered me!"
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
