When Wang Jixuan opened his eyes, what he saw first was the ceiling of a bamboo house.
He lay on the bed, warmth flowing through his body, with the burning sensation on his skin long gone. The peculiar perception of being imrsed in so kind of Spiritual Liquid still churned in his mind.
With it, Wang Jixuan could already feel the change in his body.
His whole body felt light and airy, every pore freely absorbing Spiritual Energy; his Qi Sea had vanished, replaced by a pair of crystalline jade bones — these were the Immortal Bones.
The ascension ritual was complete.
No need to think, he must have soaked in the Ascension Platform and then was taken away by Senior Bai Gu.
Had he crossed ti once again?
Was this place closer to the Present World?
Slices of the scene of those seven or eight figures being shattered by Heavenly Punishnt flashed before his eyes, a bitter smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
This ti it’s endless with the Heavenly Dao.
"Master... sigh..."
A gentle sigh.
Wang Jixuan slowly sat up from the bed, slowly opening his eyes.
In sight was a serene landscape.
Outside the window, the bamboo grove gently swayed with the breeze, moving just enough not to make any noticeable noise.
On the desk by the window, there were sheets of paper laid out, with freshly ground ink giving off a faint fragrance.
His Storage Magical Treasures were placed on the desk, each carrying a slight floral aroma. The main stone plate of the Second Base had been taken away, now suspended in the bamboo forest.
There seed to be a village behind the bamboo grove.
Wang Jixuan’s thoughts stirred slightly, his immortal sense extending a thousand miles, revealing a mist-covered great marsh. Within the marsh, there were nurous Water Mansions, housing countless aquatic creatures, many of which Wang Jixuan had never seen or heard of before.
Here...
The sky was so high.
Wang Jixuan absentmindedly walked to the window, holding the window fra while gazing outward.
The azure sky was many tis higher than that of the usual Xu Realm or True Realm, where cotton-like clouds freely wandered, with even varying directions among multiple layers of clouds—moving, stopping, and drifting apart.
Wang Jixuan’s initially sowhat heavy mood gradually eased up.
He glanced down at his own robe; it was brand new, soft and loose, very comfortable.
A wisp of Daoist charm floated in from outside the window, with so images swirling around in his heart.
Wang Jixuan looked closely; it was what happened when he entered the Immortal Gate, from Senior Bai Gu’s perspective.
The mont he entered the Immortal Gate, he began transmitting toward the Immortal Realm.
Under the infusion of Immortal Spirit Qi, his nearly collapsing body quickly generated new skin, with his body’s Qi constantly increasing;
The Demonic Qi was not purified but was strengthening.
The collapsed Dragon Python Soul revived once again, this ti with a faint golden dragon shadow erging, only the claws and dragon whiskers remained black.
Just then, a huge black shadow appeared before him.
Wang Jixuan couldn’t see clearly, nor could he see the images in his heart, which ant Senior Bai Gu also couldn’t see clearly.
The black shadow seed to point a finger.
Senior Bai Gu let out a sarcastic laugh, raised his hand, and also pointed a finger. Two waves that Wang Jixuan couldn’t comprehend collided, causing the tunnel to collapse.
Senior Bai Gu seed to bleed—though his re bones couldn’t truly bleed, the feeling given to Wang Jixuan was like he did.
Soon after, Senior Bai Gu’s figure beca faint, seemingly departing from this material world.
The black shadow confronted him for a while, sighed deeply, and then vanished without a trace.
"What’s done is done, you can’t change it."
Senior Bai Gu muttered so, then looked down at Master Wang, whose luminous skin had newly grown, casually pointing out a blanket to cover his essentials.
"This shell indeed is splendid, no wonder so many won are enamored with you."
Senior Bai Gu muttered thus.
His figure vanished, gently nudged Wang Jixuan, who drifted unconscious into a circular pool, erging from the pool base, soaking in the pool ascending gently.
There was the jingling of wind chis incessantly.
Beside the pool, an Immortal Soldier clad in armor was ditating, though Wang Jixuan should have awakened imdiately, a layer of rainbow light surrounded him, shutting off his perception ability to the outside world.
Wang Jixuan greedily absorbed the Immortal Spirit Qi in the pool.
Senior Bai Gu stood with hands behind his back on the side, his body crystalline as jade beginning to sprout flesh, muscle, and skin, becoming shortly a tall old man with white hair standing aside.
The Palace Master of the Moon God Palace, returning to the Immortal Realm.
Unfortunately, there was no welcoming ceremony, nor did it stir up any waves—not many people even knew.
The Guiding Platform lay within a valley, with beautiful sceneries, precious jade and Immortal Stones rare to the Mortal World tucked in corners, everywhere exotic flowers and fruits were visible.
Wang Jixuan slumbered in the pool for half a day, by then the Spiritual Power within had waned, only then did Senior Bai Gu pull him out, floating away.
How the Immortal Soldier guarding this place felt bewildered, Master Wang could only imagine.
Light and shadow shifted.
Master Wang was taken to an area near a great marsh.
Looking down from high up, beneath were countless ’mushrooms,’ each a Mountain Protection Array, with towns, Mountain Gates, villages visible within, and toxic beasts wandering outside the array.
These beasts were both the threat and the guardians of this place.
Wang Jixuan was brought to a deserted Mountain Gate.
Senior Bai Gu rely slightly raised his hand, imdiately transforming the Mountain Gate’s appearance — formations ford, barren land cultivated of its own accord, grand halls and pavilions rose from the ground, behind the mountain, bamboo forests grouped into lush canopies.
Such reconstruction magic was unmatched by ordinary Golden Immortals.
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