My path to immortality was smooth sailing.

Half a month has passed since the battle on the back mountain.

When Wei Dao personally came to the door, Qiu Niang quickly welcomed him inside.

"Xiao Jing, the slots for the Sui Xu Secret Realm have been released."

Wei Dao got straight to the point, and seeing his directness, Wei Jing's heart stirred, and he immediately guessed what was going on.

I'm sure I'll get one of those two spots.

"Qiu Niang, quickly bring out my treasured spirit wine to entertain the Seventh Elder." Wei Jing beamed, even though he knew he had a high chance of getting the spot.

But after receiving confirmation from the Seventh Elder, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Haha, you're quite clever, kid." Wei Dao laughed.

"Xiao Jing, you've been up in the mountain for over seven years, almost eight, right?"

"Hmm!" Wei Jing nodded. He was only eight years old before he went up the mountain, and now he is fifteen, which is more than seven years.

It is truly a case of cultivating oneself to the point of oblivion; time flies by in the blink of an eye.

"Seventh Elder, who is the other spot?" Wei Jing asked curiously.

After defeating Wei Long that day, he finally learned that Wei Long looked resentful and angry.

It turns out that Wei Long's own grandfather didn't support him at the family meeting.

To avoid suspicion, they even refrained from participating in meetings.

His grandfather, whom he had always loved and respected, did not stand by his side at this crucial moment.

Whoosh! Wei Long clenched his fists and rushed out of the house in one breath.

Thus began the battle with Wei Jing. Afterwards, Wei Jing heard that Wei Long had also gone to challenge Wei Yun.

As expected, they lost.

"The other spot belongs to Weilong."

"Oh?" Wei Jing was surprised. It was actually Wei Long. He had thought that the spot was for Wei Yun.

"Isn't it the Grand Elder..."

"I had a debate with those old guys at the family meeting, and I convinced them all," the Seventh Elder said proudly, shrugging.

"I see!" Wei Jing understood. Despite Wei Dao's nonchalant tone, he was certain that the Seventh Elder must have slammed his fist on the table and cursed during the family meeting that day.

The elders of the Wei family are all quite temperamental.

"Two months from now, we'll depart for Qingfu Sect," Wei Dao said before leaving.

Even after the Seventh Elder left, Wei Jing was still somewhat puzzled.

"How could the Grand Elder do this?"

He knew very well that the Grand Elder cherished his son, a prodigy, and was extremely proud of him.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore." Wei Jing shook his head.

With two months to go, Wei Jing continued his cultivation and tending to the spiritual field in an orderly manner.

Before we knew it, two months had passed in the blink of an eye.

……

This time, the team was led by Elder Hong Gu. She took out a red cloth bag from her waist and threw it into the air.

The cloth bag swelled in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it grew into a huge peach blossom bag that is now over ten feet long.

"Jade Stack Peak is quite a distance from the Azure Talisman Sect. It takes us two or three days to travel there by flying artifact."

"You two, come up here!"

Wei Jing was very surprised to see this scene and thought to himself: Is this a magic artifact? How amazing.

Looking at the peach blossom basket floating in mid-air, Wei Jing hesitated for a while. Only after seeing Wei Long leap onto it did he feel relieved enough to fly up.

"It's so soft, won't it collapse...?"

In fact, Wei Jing was overthinking it.

When Elder Gu saw that the two teenagers had acquired magical artifacts, the corners of her mouth curved slightly, and she made a hand seal.

"Hold on tight."

Before the words were even finished, the peach blossom bag suddenly accelerated, like a petal swept up by a gale, and in an instant, it swept out of the Jade Stack Peak's range. Wei Jing was caught off guard, his body leaned back, and he almost fell. He quickly reached out and grabbed the tassel at the edge of the bag to steady himself.

The wind whistled past his ears, and the mountains and rivers beneath his feet rushed past. Wei Jing looked down and saw that Jade Stack Peak was getting smaller and smaller.

The spiritual field he had tended for years had transformed into a verdant chessboard, and the Wei family's houses had turned into scattered black tiles and white walls.

Further afield, clouds and mist swirl around the mountains, which appear as dark as ink; the vastness of the world inspires a sense of openness and expansiveness.

"Is this what flying is?" Wei Jing's mind was filled with excitement, and a surge of heroic spirit arose in his heart.

This was completely different from his experience of flying an airplane in his previous life.

"First time riding a flying magical artifact?" Elder Hong Gu sat at the front of the peach blossom basket, glanced back at Wei Jing, and smiled.

"Yes." Wei Jing, be honest.

"After seeing it so often, it won't be surprising anymore."

The peach blossom swayed and flew all day long. As evening approached, Elder Hong Gu found a mountaintop to land and rest for the night.

The next morning, Peach Blossom Beansman set off again.

They flew even higher than the day before, with clouds churning beneath their feet and sunlight shining brightly on the sea of ​​clouds. Wei Jing was no longer as astounded as he had been the day before, but he still couldn't bear to close his eyes and kept gazing into the distance.

After noon, Elder Honggu suddenly spoke up: "We're almost there."

Wei Jing's spirits lifted, and he gazed into the distance.

At the edge of the sea of ​​clouds, a majestic mountain range appeared between heaven and earth. The mountain range stretched endlessly, with its main peak soaring into the clouds, and below the mountainside, lush and verdant forests.

The entire mountain range was shrouded in a faint spiritual light, as if draped in a thin veil, appearing and disappearing indistinctly.

"This is the true Wushan Mountain Range, where spiritual veins converge, spiritual springs gush forth, blessed lands and grottoes are filled with ever-flowing spiritual mist," Elder Hong Gu said.

"This is the Azure Talisman Sect." Wei Jing took a deep breath; the spiritual energy around him was much denser than that of their Jade Stack Peak.

The peach blossoms rose and fell, winding their way through the mountains and forests, finally settling in a small courtyard.

By this time, the courtyard was already quite lively, with many families already present, gathering in several small circles to chat with each other.

Of the 120 slots available for entering the Suixu Secret Realm, 60 were allocated to 30 cultivation families.

"Sister Hong Gu, you're late this time." Suddenly a voice rang out.

Wei Jing looked in the direction of the voice and immediately frowned; it was her.

That madman from the Feng family back then.

"Brother Long." A sweet voice rang out, followed by a fragrant breeze. Wei Jing saw a graceful young girl standing in front of them, reaching out to take Wei Long's arm.

The girl was about fourteen or fifteen years old, and her figure had already grown tall and slender, standing gracefully like a willow branch in early spring.

She was wearing a pale yellow dress with a silver-white silk sash tied around her waist.

This is Feng Baobao, the granddaughter of the Feng family patriarch.

"Brother Long, it's been so long!" The girl's voice was as sweet as honey melting, with a rising tone at the end, carrying a hint of coquetry.

Upon hearing this, Wei Long blushed slightly. Although the two were engaged, this was still a public occasion.

Feng Yuting also came over, and Elder Honggu greeted her and then they started chatting. It was clear that the two were quite familiar with each other.

Feng Yuting glanced at Wei Long and nodded. Not bad. He was indeed the husband she had chosen for Feng Baobao back then. He was handsome, steady, and highly skilled.

"And who is this?" Feng Yuting asked, looking at Wei Jing standing to the side.

"Hehe, this is Wei Jing, another prodigy of the Wei family," Elder Honggu explained with a smile.

"Young hero, handsome and talented, with a bright future ahead!" Feng Yuting praised without reservation, a smile on her face.

Wei Jing curled his lip and turned his head away. This madman from the Feng family probably wouldn't recognize him.

Who was it that claimed to be from a peasant family back then? Wei Jing didn't give her a friendly look.

"Look, Chu Qingshan and Chu Rusong from the Chu family have also arrived." Feng Baobao held Wei Long's hand and pointed to the distance.

There, a small boat gently landed, and out stepped the Chu family.