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The long-eared, fixed-light immortal stood frozen in place.

He watched helplessly as the cyan figure stepped out of the void and landed silently in front of him.

That vast and majestic aura emanated from it.

Xuandu.

Just a few days ago, they were ants whom he could despise at will, and whom he was too lazy to even teach the basic techniques.

A human boy who was chosen by a sage by chance, but who was ignorant of his own limitations and dared to dream of rising to the top in one step.

But now...

Peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal!

Chaos Gods and Demons!

A personally taught disciple!

On what grounds?

Why should such an extraordinary opportunity, such a blessing that even saints would be moved by, fall upon a human with shallow origins?

He cultivated diligently for countless years, and finally managed to join the Jie Sect and become one of the Seven Immortals. He was a prominent figure in the Jie Sect, where all the immortals came to pay homage.

Compared to Xuan Du, who has ascended to the heavens in one step, his countless years of hard work seem like a joke!

A direct disciple!

His status is revered, second only to the Sage, and he is on equal footing with Master Duobao and others!

The resources he enjoyed and the power he possessed far surpassed those of a mere servant.

What merit or ability does Xuandu possess? Is it merely due to some chance encounter?

He recalled his previous attitude towards Xuandu.

Cold sweat instantly soaked through the back of his Taoist robe.

Xuan Du simply looked at him quietly without saying a word.

There was no exertion of pressure, no harsh questioning.

But the more silent he remained, the more suffocated Chang Er Ding Guangxian felt.

The air around him seemed to become heavy, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He tried to force a fawning smile and say some flattering words.

But that smile was even uglier than a cry.

"Xuan...Xuan Du...Senior Brother..."

He finally managed to squeeze out a few words through clenched teeth, his voice trembling slightly.

He had to call him senior brother.

Xuan Du is now at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, and is also a personally appointed disciple by his master, whose status is far above his.

Xuan Du remained silent, watching calmly.

Chang Er Ding Guangxian's heart sank completely.

"Before... before, I was blind and neglected my senior brother..."

He steeled himself and tried to salvage the situation, his voice growing softer and softer, filled with obvious fear.

"I hope... I hope Senior Brother Xuandu won't hold it against me..."

He bent down, his posture extremely low, almost burying his head in his chest.

Where is even a trace of the arrogance he once displayed when he pointed out the flaws in the world and looked down on Xuandu?

Xuan Du looked at his ugly behavior of being arrogant at first and obsequious at second, and sneered inwardly.

A traitor is a traitor.

He's a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong.

Now you know fear?

late.

He still didn't speak, but simply raised his hand slightly.

Long-eared Dingguangxian was so frightened that he almost knelt down.

Xuan Du simply straightened his sleeves, which had been slightly fluttering from the teleportation.

A small movement startled the long-eared Dingguangxian, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

"Junior Brother Long Ears."

Xuandu finally spoke.

His voice was flat, revealing neither joy nor anger, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

"No, no! What are your orders, Senior Brother?"

Long-eared Dingguang Immortal quickly responded, bending even lower.

"When I first joined the Jie Sect, I always remembered the care and concern my junior brother had for me."

Chang Er Ding Guangxian's face turned deathly pale.

Finished!

He really held a grudge!

"Senior brother, please forgive me! Senior brother, please forgive me!"

He no longer cared about saving face, bowing repeatedly, his voice trembling with sobs.

"It was I, your junior brother, who was blinded by greed and neglected my senior brother!"

Xuandu's gaze swept indifferently over the pale face of Chang'er Dingguangxian.

If not for the constraints of religious rules, this traitor would have already turned to ashes and been annihilated.

However, while he may escape the death penalty, he cannot escape punishment.

Some lessons must be learned and remembered.

"snort!"

Xuan Du let out a very soft, cold snort.

To the ears of the Long-Eared Immortal Dingguang, it sounded like a thunderclap from the heavens!

boom!!!

A tremendous and terrifying pressure crashed down!

"Well!"

Before the long-eared Dingguangxian could even muster the slightest thought of resistance, he instantly knelt on the ground.

"Thump!"

A mouthful of blood containing his life essence gushed out.

The celestial light around him dimmed instantly, and his aura weakened at a visible speed.

The difference between a late-stage Taiyi Golden Immortal and a peak Daluo Golden Immortal is as vast as the difference between clouds and mud!

The mere wisp of pressure, or even the killing intent that wasn't intentionally directed, was enough to severely injure him, causing even minor cracks to appear in his Dao foundation!

Xuandu did not glance at the limp Chang'er Dingguangxian again.

If not for the constraints of religious rules, this fickle rabbit would have long since perished.

A little punishment now, enough to teach him the difference between superior and inferior, is sufficient.

After all, with the Tongtian Sect Leader around, he couldn't just kill Chang'er without a reason.

He snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and turned to leave.

Long-eared Dingguangxian struggled to raise her head, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, her face filled with fear and pleading.

"Junior brother knows he was wrong... he really knows he was wrong..."

Xuan Du continued walking, seemingly oblivious to what was happening.

His figure transformed into a beam of clear, ethereal light, vanishing from his spot in an instant and hurtling towards Biyou Palace.

Only the Long-Eared Light-Fixing Immortal remained, paralyzed on the cold ground, his face ashen.

He was in excruciating pain all over his body, and his foundation was damaged.

My heart was filled with endless regret and fear.

He knew that he had completely offended this newly appointed senior apprentice.

My days in the Jie Sect are probably numbered.

……

Xuandu traversed the core area of ​​Jin'ao Island.

But one sees a cluster of peaks vying for beauty, their spiritual energy like a dragon.

Amidst cascading waterfalls and flowing springs, jade palaces and magnificent buildings appear and disappear.

Cranes soar and mythical beasts roam, creating a magnificent scene reminiscent of a celestial realm.

It was far better than his desolate, remote dwelling.

He spread his divine senses out, sensing carefully.

Outside Biyou Palace, there are still several blessed lands in the mountains where disciples can open their own cave dwellings.

All are brimming with spiritual energy and possess a natural Daoist charm.

He was carefully considering and comparing different options, trying to choose the one that best suited his own Daoist principles.

suddenly.

"Thump!"

A melodious and deep drumbeat resounded from the depths of Biyou Palace.

At first it was mild, but it spread throughout the entire Golden Turtle Island in an instant, clearly resonating deep within the hearts of every disciple of the Intercepting Sect!

As the drumbeats faded, the spiritual energy seemed to freeze, and all sounds fell silent.

It was as if the entire world was holding its breath at that moment.

It was the sound of a fish drum summoning disciples of the Jie Sect.

Immediately afterwards, a peaceful yet supremely majestic voice resounded throughout Jin'ao Island:

"Three days later, I will preach the Great Dao of Shangqing in front of Biyou Palace."

"Disciples who are destined to listen are welcome to come and listen."

His voice was indifferent, devoid of any warmth or human emotion.

Yet it seems to contain the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, the root of all laws.

As soon as he spoke, auspicious clouds gathered above Jin'ao Island, and golden lotuses sprang from the ground.

Endless Daoist energy descended as if it were a tangible force, enveloping the entire island.

"It's Master!"

"The sage is preaching!"

"An incredible opportunity! A truly extraordinary opportunity!"

After a brief silence, the entire Jin'ao Island instantly erupted in excitement!

Countless beams of immortal light shot into the sky from various caves, mountains, forests, and marshes.

Powerful or faint auras, all carrying an irrepressible excitement and ecstasy, converged towards Biyou Palace!

A sage preaching the Way is a rare occurrence, perhaps only once in a million years!

Every sermon was a grand event for the Jie Sect!

Countless disciples have been enlightened, broken through bottlenecks, and made great progress in their cultivation by listening to the great teachings of the sage!

This is an unparalleled blessing!

Upon hearing this, Xuan Du was first taken aback, then overjoyed!