I became an immortal on earth.

Tu Caiyi did not lie to Fang Wang. There was indeed a blessed land hidden in this mountain forest, located in a valley. The entrance to the valley and the surrounding mountains were clearly enchanted by an array, which prevented the spiritual energy here from leaking out, making it impossible for people to sense the special nature of the spiritual energy here.

The spiritual energy in this blessed land is more than ten times that of the outside world. After entering the valley, Fang Wang began to meditate and absorb the energy, while Xiao Zi continued to check the storage bag. Her snake eyes occasionally glanced at Tu Caiyi in the distance.

The valley was a flat area with clumps of flowers and grass. There weren't many trees, but they were all very tall. Tu Caiyi lay on the trunk of a large tree, pretending to sleep. She was lying on her side with her thighs fully exposed, facing Fang Wang.

Fang Wang didn't focus entirely on cultivation; his divine sense was constantly fixed on her. It wasn't that he had any improper thoughts, but rather that he was wary of Tu Caiyi.

Five days passed in the blink of an eye.

Fang Wang's spiritual power reached a completely abundant level. During this time, Tu Caiyi didn't move at all, and Fang Wang even wondered if her soul had left her body.

Xiao Zi worked day and night to organize and finally finished checking. She collected all the things that Fang Wang would use into twelve storage bags. Fang Wang then clipped all the storage bags to his belt and looked at Tu Caiyi.

"Alright, it's time to hit the road."

Upon hearing this, Tu Caiyi opened her eyes, sat up, stretched, and then looked away.

This woman is setting a trap for him!

He would never be fooled!

"Young master is indeed fast. It seems that the cultivation method you practice is not simple." Tu Caiyi landed and walked towards Fang Wang, saying with interest.

Fang Wang didn't reply, but instead leaped up and flew away on his sword.

He quickly flew out of the valley, looked back, and saw Tu Caiyi flying towards him barefoot on two golden wheels.

"Wind and Fire Wheels? Interesting."

Fang Wang raised an eyebrow as he thought of this, then looked away and gazed at the horizon.

Xiao Zi, meanwhile, kept a close watch on Tu Caiyi.

……

In a bustling city, cultivators walked along the streets in an endless stream, and shops on both sides sold magical artifacts, rare and precious materials, demonic pets, and miscellaneous items.

Inside an inn.

The monks drank their wine while looking at a middle-aged scholar in the center of the hall.

"Once the Ten Thousand Poisons Formation was activated, the heavens and earth wailed and howled, the wind and clouds changed color, it was terrifying. Being in it was like falling into the eighteenth level of hell. Tianyuan Sword Saint Fang Wang stood proudly on the head of the snake demon, without any fear. The tens of thousands of demon cultivators in Qingchan Valley never expected that the Ten Thousand Poisons Formation set up by so many people would not be able to stop Fang Wang!"

The middle-aged scholar spoke with great passion, skillfully stirring the emotions of his listeners.

The surrounding cultivators listened with rapt attention, their eyes filled with longing and admiration.

Who doesn't yearn for the legendary feat of one person defeating an entire sect?

Some people remarked, "Having slain the Great Demon King, defeated the Sword Sect, and then swept through the Azure Cicada Valley, can Fang Wang be considered the number one warrior in the world today?"

As soon as he said this, many cultivators immediately echoed his sentiments. Their vision was limited, and Fang Wang was the most domineering and strongest person they had ever heard of.

"Qingchan Valley has been attacked many times over the years, and its strength is no longer worthy of the nine major sects. Moreover, they are a poison sect. Defeating Qingchan Valley is not enough to make them the best in the world. Poison can only be effective at low levels. High-level cultivators can resist poison with their internal energy. Back then, Yang Yuanzi of Taiyuan Sect could fight his way in and out, and the great cultivator of Jinxiao Sect a few years ago could too. It's just that Fang Wang's Tianyuan Treasure Spirit exaggerated this achievement."

An inappropriate voice came from the corner, its tone laced with sarcasm, whether mocking Qingchan Valley or looking down on Fang Wang, it was unclear.

"Oh, you're so arrogant! Why don't you go and try venturing into Green Cicada Valley!"

A man slammed his fist on the table and stood up, shouting angrily. This man was none other than Gu Tianxiong.

Gu Tianxiong was drinking and listening to the scholar praising his brother, feeling quite pleased with himself. But then someone dared to belittle Fang Wang.

Can't stand it!

Gu Tianxiong's gaze was fixed on the cultivator who had spoken out in mockery. The man was dressed in black, wearing a straw hat with the brim obscuring his face.

Faced with Gu Tianxiong's provocation, the black-clad cultivator drank a cup of wine and coldly snorted, "Qingchan Valley? I happen to have a score to settle with them. I'll go find them and cause them trouble right now!"

After saying that, the black-clad cultivator got up and left.

"Wait, shouldn't you leave your name?" Gu Tianxiong hurriedly called out, thinking that the other party was deliberately trying to get away.

The black-clad cultivator didn't turn his head, leaving only the words: "Golden Cloud Sect, Xiao Kuang!"

The mere mention of the Golden Cloud Sect caused everyone in the inn to change their expressions drastically, falling silent in fear. Even Gu Tianxiong dared not utter another word.

Although the Golden Cloud Sect is not one of the nine major sects and has only existed for a little over a decade, their record of victories is so terrifying that the nine major sects regard them as a hidden danger to the cultivation world of the Great Qi.

After Xiao Kuang left, the cultivators in the inn finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Gentlemen, please continue your meal and drink! Scholar, why don't you continue telling the legendary tales of the Heavenly Sword Saint!" the innkeeper hurriedly urged.

He's run an inn here for over a hundred years; what storms hasn't he weathered?

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged scholar immediately continued his story.

Gu Tianxiong, feeling a little embarrassed, stubbornly said, "Yes, continue. Fang Wang is my brother. I want to see if what you say is the same as what I've heard."

However, the monks just rolled their eyes at him, not believing his words, but no one dared to mock him.

Feeling awkward, Gu Tianxiong could only sit down sheepishly.

He started drinking alone in silence.

A while later.

A boy who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in plain clothes, came to his table, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

Gu Tianxiong glanced at him and said irritably, "What is it?"

The young man in plain clothes mustered his courage, sat down to Gu Tianxiong's right, and asked in a low voice, "Senior, is Fang Wang really your brother?"

Gu Tianxiong glared at him and said, "Of course, I never lie!"

The young man in plain clothes took a deep breath and said, "Senior, could we talk somewhere else? I have something to ask of you, and I promise I won't let you suffer any loss."

Upon hearing this, Gu Tianxiong looked at him with a suspicious expression.

"Is this related to Fang Wang?"

"That's right."

"Alright, let's go!"

……

Under the blue sky, the mountains rise and fall, like green dragons coiled on the earth, majestic and imposing.

Fang Wang, who was flying on his sword, slowly slowed down. He turned his head and said, "The Taiyuan Sect is just ahead. Thank you for seeing me off."

Tu Caiyi kept a distance of ten zhang from him. Upon hearing his words, she smiled slightly and said, "No need to be so polite. I'll see you off here."

After she finished speaking, she stopped, hovered in the air, and watched Fang Wang leave.

Fang Wang nodded and continued to accelerate towards Taiyuan Gate.

Xiao Zi muttered, "Young Master, does she really mean no harm?"

"Who knows? At least for now, it certainly seems like a good intention," Fang Wang replied softly.

Above the sea of ​​clouds on the horizon, the ten peaks of Taiyuan Sect have appeared, resembling a pair of giant hands piercing through the clouds, or a mirage, both real and illusory.

finally come back!

Fang Wang felt a pang of emotion. For him, it had been over four hundred years since he had returned, and he naturally felt a sense of nostalgia for the Taiyuan Sect.

Xiao Zi, perched on its shoulder, kept looking back at Tu Caiyi until Tu Caiyi disappeared from its sight, without turning around.

It would never feel at ease until it entered the Taiyuan Gate.

Half an incense stick's time later.

Fang Wang entered Taiyuan Sect. The two disciples who had previously checked his disciple token were very excited to see him, but they did not dare to disturb him, so they did not delay him.

After entering Taiyuan Gate, he took out a bamboo hat, put it on, and lowered his head slightly, trying his best not to let anyone see his face.

Even so, as he flew towards the First Branch, he would still hear disciples along the way discussing him and Qingchan Valley.

"Tsk tsk, news travels really fast in the cultivation world."

Nestled in Fang Wang's arms, Xiao Zi sighed. As soon as they approached the gate of Taiyuan Sect, it would burrow into Fang Wang's arms to hide.

Fang Wang remained calm on the surface, but secretly he was pleased.

He naturally didn't want to hide such an impressive record.

As for whether he would make enemies, he was not worried. Even without this incident, his Heavenly Yuan Treasure Spirit had already put him in the eye of the storm.

Fang Wang quickly arrived at Zhou Xue's cave. As soon as he landed, the cave gate opened.

He raised an eyebrow and stepped inside.

"Young master, why did you go looking for her as soon as you got back? Don't you dislike women?" Xiao Zi asked, her voice tinged with envy.

Fang Wang simply pressed its snake head in, too lazy to bother with it.

The mountain gate closed, and the cave was plunged into darkness.

He walked up to Zhou Xue and saw her sitting cross-legged in a small pond, surrounded by eerie black energy.

Huh?

It seems to be ghostly energy!

Fang Wang frowned and asked, "Are you injured?"

Zhou Xue didn't even open her eyes and said, "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

"How did you get here?"

"Injured by Lu Yuanjun's ghost weapon."

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Wang frowned even more deeply, his eyes radiating murderous intent.

Zhou Xue opened her eyes, saw his expression, and couldn't help but smile. She said, "Lu Yuanjun left Taiyuan Sect with Chen Anshi, and I followed the Demon Lord to hunt down the two of them. Unexpectedly, three more ghost gods appeared in Lu Yuanjun's ghost weapon. Even Yang Yuanzi came out to save him. The Demon Lord was very interested in Lu Yuanjun's ghost weapon, so he deliberately let Lu Yuanjun and Chen Anshi escape in order to investigate the origin of the ghost weapon. I couldn't persuade the Demon Lord. Fortunately, the Demon Lord severely injured them."

Fang Wang raised an eyebrow, not expecting Lu Yuanjun to be so difficult to kill, even his master had to take action for him.

Tsk tsk, and that Demon Lord, he's actually so powerful...

Chen Anshi was the deputy head of the Taiyuan Sect, and even with his master joining forces, they almost died at the hands of the Demon Lord.

Zhou Xue continued, "Now that Lu Yuanjun has left, he probably won't be coming back. Once the Demon Lord obtains his ghost weapon, he will surely die. You can now sit in the position of the eldest disciple with peace of mind and let go of your hatred. I will make the truth come out and make Taiyuan Sect completely abandon Lu Yuanjun."

Fang Wang was puzzled after hearing this, for example, was the Demon Lord guarding near Taiyuan Gate?

But he held back and instead asked, "Are the other tribesmen alright?"

Zhou Xue replied, "Three people were seriously injured, but they will recover in a few years. It's fortunate that no one died."

Fang Wang breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Zhou Xue and said earnestly, "Thank you!"

He guessed that Zhou Xue's timely return was what saved the lives of the other six members of the Fang family.

"Go see your master. First, you've just returned, and it's proper for a master to pay him a visit. Second, his injuries are serious, and he'll probably need twenty years to recover," Zhou Xue said with her eyes closed.

The Demon Lord is so ruthless?

Fang Wang frowned and immediately turned to leave. After taking three steps, he seemed to remember something and turned back to ask, "By the way, Grandpa and the others want to arrange our marriage. Fourth Uncle said that you're entirely at my beck and call. Is that true?"