Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

Above the starry river, in the Fire Virtue Immortal Palace, the Crimson Jade Immortal Chariot slowly came to a stop outside the Flame Suppression Hall.

Gu Changjin stepped out of the carriage, followed by Gu Qingxiao and Gu Xiaolou.

Even now, the brother and sister still have a somewhat unreal feeling.

Not long ago, they were worried that their ancestor might have died in the Crimson Abyss Secret Realm.

In the end, the ancestor not only lived, but also transformed into the Flame-Suppressing Immortal Official of the Celestial Palace.

Three Transcending Tribulation Immortal Envoys cleared the way, and even the Mahayana Branch Hall Master had to treat them with utmost respect—how impressive! This change was truly too rapid.

Gu Xiaolou secretly looked around.

Amidst swirling mists, celestial palaces floated above the Milky Way, with cranes occasionally flying by.

And then there are the cultivators who occasionally pass by on the horizon; none of them exude a simple aura.

She couldn't help but send a telepathic message.

"Brother, wouldn't you say we've hit the jackpot in one fell swoop?"

Gu Qingxiao was silent for a moment.

"Keep your voice down."

"I'm using telepathy!"

"..."

Gu Changjin naturally didn't care what the two little ones were thinking.

He turned his head and looked at a Fire Virtue Immortal Palace cultivator who had returned with him.

"Take the two of them to register as immortals."

"Follow the normal procedures."

"What procedures should be followed, what procedures should be followed?"

The cultivator was slightly taken aback.

I originally thought that since these two were juniors of the Immortal Official Clan, they would have to be treated specially.

It turned out that Gu Changjin had no such intention at all.

But thinking about it, it makes sense, since the person has already been personally brought back by the Immortal Official Zhenyan.

What special treatment is needed?

The normal procedure itself is the greatest privilege.

Who would actually dare to block these two?

The monk immediately bowed.

"Understood."

Gu Xiaolou looked at Gu Changjin.

"Ancestor, what about you?"

"I have other matters to attend to."

"Go and have fun by yourselves."

"oh."

Gu Xiaolou nodded obediently.

Gu Qingxiao also bowed in greeting.

"Ancestor, we shall take our leave now."

The two were quickly taken away from Zhenyan Hall.

Gu Changjin watched them walk away before turning and entering the main hall.

The Dao Fruit is still changing; the crimson pattern formed after swallowing the source of fire has not yet fully stabilized.

Gu Changjin was not in a hurry about this situation.

What level is Dao Fruit?

It can even take back an entire Middle Thousand World directly.

He felt it was normal for such treasures to evolve over several years, or even hundreds of years.

Since we can't start a new self right now, let's deal with some things left over from before, and lay out a plan so we can reap the rewards when the other self returns.

Deep within the Zhenyan Hall, Gu Changjin sat cross-legged, and crimson jade-like true flames slowly surged from his palm, causing the fire patterns to light up once more.

From the outside, it appears that the newly appointed Zhenyan Immortal Official is diligently reinforcing the ancient seal.

Crimson flames spread downwards in concentric circles along the sealing array.

Anyone who looks at it can't find a single flaw.

Meanwhile, in the human realm, some distance from the Immortal Palace, a white-clad figure was rapidly traversing the void—it was the Immortal Outside the Body.

It has no independent consciousness; in the end, it is merely a body of a true immortal at the limit, formed from the rules of the real world.

Gu Changjin can send his consciousness into it at any time.

This feeling was strange; the real body was still sitting in the Zhenyan Hall.

But then the thought changed.

The next instant, his gaze fell upon this immortal being.

Dressed in white, with black hair, he exuded no aura whatsoever.

If an ordinary cultivator saw him, they might even think he was just an ordinary young man without any cultivation.

Gu Changjin knew very well just how outrageous this thing was.

He possessed the strength of a True Immortal at its peak, and at his waist hung the Taiyi Xuandu Sword, which had been restored to the level of a low-grade immortal artifact.

There was also the small pot that she had received from Lu Huaizhen in her sleeve.

Gu Changjin gently moved his body.

Then, in the next instant, the figure had vanished from the spot.

When it reappeared, it was already thousands of miles away.

There was no earth-shattering space travel or any spectacular escape light.

It's as if this distance itself doesn't exist.

"A breath can cover ten thousand miles..."

Gu Changjin chuckled softly.

And this is not the limit; if one were to travel at a speed that disregards noise, the speed could be even faster.

The Great Luo Heaven Domain is vast, or rather, the human race's territory is vast, since besides the core Great Luo Heaven Domain, there are many other large domains controlled by the human race.

Further out lies the cultivation territory that has been gradually expanded over the years.

The Western Wilderness cultivation world where I once lived was just like that.

Compared to the true heartland of humanity, it is naturally remote and far away, and the cultivators there are not very strong.

Furthermore, it lacks various treasures, profound cultivation techniques, and opportunities.

But being in a remote place also has its advantages. The emperor is far away and many real monsters don't even bother to look at you, so you can act like a tyrant in a small place.

The immortal traveled outwards, crossing vast domains, traversing wastelands, and then passing through barbaric lands.

Sometimes, when he passes over a major sect, the cultivators below are unaware that he has been there.

Until they passed through a small cultivation city.

Gu Changjin suddenly paused and looked down at the small pot in his sleeve.

"I almost forgot about you."

This thing is no longer of much use to me, and given my previous testing, I'll naturally cultivate some seedlings to make it easier to harvest them next time I come back.

Gu Changjin casually swept his divine sense across the city below.

Soon, their gaze settled on the back mountain of a small family in the west of the city.

There, a boy of sixteen or seventeen was kneeling on the ground, his fists pounding the dirt.

"Why! Why am I so bad at aptitude?!"

"If I could reach the Foundation Establishment stage... how could Fu Mei have been taken away by them!"

The boy's eyes reddened, and he threw another punch.

boom!

The soil exploded, and blood seeped from his finger bones.

The next moment, he was stunned.

Because a small, palm-sized, blue pot was revealed in the crater created by the punch.

The boy paused for a moment, then subconsciously picked up the small pot.

The moment the palm touched the body of the teapot.

A very strong feeling inexplicably welled up in his heart.

This thing...is very important to me, very important!

It's as if it was destined to belong to me.

The boy's breathing became rapid and he quickly looked around. Seeing that no one was around, he immediately hid the small pot in his clothes.

From mid-air, Gu Changjin took in the entire scene.

"Let's keep it for now."

As for whether we can raise anything, we'll see later.

As for whether the small pot will be lost?

The small pot's energy is connected to the immortal outside the body. If you can take this small pot from the hands of a True Immortal at the limit, then Gu Changjin will accept it.

With a thought, the immortal outside him vanished once more, heading towards the Western Wilderness.

As the distance closed, familiar mountain and river scents began to appear in my senses.

The Western Wilderness Cultivation World, the place where he rose step by step from the Golden Core stage.

Xuan Yang Sect, the Western Wilderness Dao Alliance, and all the people and things he left behind here.

Gu Changjin had only sensed it casually at first.

The next second, however, his steps suddenly stopped.

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

In the distance, the land belonging to the Western Wilderness was shrouded in a thick layer of demonic energy.

Gu Changjin's lips curled up slightly.

"interesting."

"How long have I been gone?"

"Has this western wilderness... become the domain of the demon race?"