My little sect, which disappeared a thousand years ago, has become a sacred site!

Five years later.

The sun is just right, the breeze is not dry.

Gu Changyuan remained lying on his personal rattan chair, his hands behind his head, his eyes closed, looking completely at ease.

These past five years have been peaceful and fulfilling.

The Starry Sky Clan has completely integrated into the Celestial Sacred Land's system.

Every now and then, Xing Wuzhan and Xing Qianchen would bring several groups of clansmen over, either for cultivation or to visit, which could be considered as allowing those clansmen who had been isolated in the secret realm for thousands of years to finally come into contact with the outside world.

After all, during the thousand years of seclusion, the Starry Sky Clan members basically never left the secret realm, and stayed there to reproduce and thrive.

Many children born in secluded places only have a limited understanding of the outside world based on oral accounts from their elders and records in ancient texts.

Now that they have the opportunity to go out, these people are naturally very excited.

However, their activities are limited to the Celestial Holy Land and Celestial City; they will not go too far.

Unless they encounter some missions arranged by the Holy Land, Star Clan elders will lead a group of clansmen to go outside the Holy Land to see the real Nine Heavens Realm, train, and accumulate practical experience.

Gu Changyuan also instructed Xing Wuzhan and Xing Qianchen to distribute tokens representing the identity of the Falling Star Pavilion to each member of the clan, based on the disciple tokens of the Celestial Holy Land, to facilitate their activities in the Holy Land.

With this token, they can freely enter and exit most areas of the Holy Land and use its various cultivation facilities.

After five years of testing, nearly three thousand members of the Starry Sky Clan have all joined the cultivation feedback system.

Three thousand people.

This number is not small.

Gu Changyuan could clearly feel that every day, a steady stream of cultivation power was being fed back from the Starry Sky Clan.

Although each person's contribution is small, the three thousand people combined form a force that cannot be ignored.

Now that the Starry Sky Clan's attempt had succeeded, Gu Changyuan's gaze naturally turned to the five major families of Central Continent.

The five great immortal families of the upper realm are currently in hiding, not daring to easily reveal their whereabouts.

Once discovered by the imperial court's spies, they will be subjected to a frenzied encirclement and suppression by the imperial court.

Although these immortals possess profound knowledge and can quickly relocate their strongholds using various secret methods, thus avoiding large-scale casualties.

But for proud immortal cultivators, this life of hiding and living in constant fear is undoubtedly a torment, and naturally not a pleasant experience.

Therefore, Gu Changyuan's target is not only the five major families of Zhongzhou in the lower realm, but also the hidden immortal forces in the upper realm.

As for how to win them over and get them to join the cultivation feedback system, that will have to wait until he goes to the Upper Realm.

His current understanding of the Wanluo Immortal Realm is limited to hearsay; any rash action would only backfire.

All he has to do now is wait.

Wait until the system is fully restored.

The system said that once its energy is fully restored, it will be able to scout out the situation before Gu Changyuan goes to the Upper Realm, and then choose the location for ascension.

However, that was nearly two hundred years later.

Not urgent.

Gu Changyuan snapped out of his reverie and continued to enjoy this rare moment of leisure.

"elder brother--"

A crisp sound came from afar.

Gu Changyuan didn't open his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were already slightly upturned.

The footsteps approached from afar, light and cheerful.

Then, a sweet fragrance wafted into my nose.

Gu Changyuan then opened his eyes and his gaze fell on the stone table beside him.

A plate of exquisite pastries is neatly arranged on a white jade plate.

The pastry is crescent-shaped with a translucent outer layer, through which the filling can be vaguely seen.

The filling is pale purple, with a faint starlight glow, and is sprinkled with a few tiny specks of stardust that shimmer in the sunlight.

"A new dim sum dish from Yunweixuan?"

Gu Changyuan asked.

Gu Xing'er stood beside the stone table, her hands behind her back, a smug smile on her face:

"Hmm! Yunweixuan has a new dessert called 'Star and Moon Cake'. I've brought it to you."

Gu Changyuan looked at the little girl in front of him, his eyes full of smiles.

five years.

Gu Xing'er is sixteen years old this year.

In five years, Gu Xing'er's cultivation has progressed rapidly, and she has now reached the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage.

This speed is among the best in the entire Nine Heavens Realm.

Strangely, she didn't grow much taller.

It's not that it didn't grow at all, it only grew a little bit. Three years ago, it had already reached Gu Changyuan's waist.

But for the next three years, Gu Xing'er's height seemed to have been put on pause, and she never grew any taller.

She is now sixteen years old, but still a little girl.

The childishness in her eyes and brows has faded, replaced by a more charming and delicate look, but her figure remains petite, making her look like a girl in her early teens.

Gu Changyuan looked at her, unable to hide the smile on his face.

Gu Xing'er immediately understood the meaning in Gu Changyuan's smiling eyes, and pouted, looking quite sullen.

"Don't laugh at me for being short! I don't know why, my cultivation level has increased so quickly, but I haven't grown any taller!"

Gu Changyuan smiled, straightened up, reached out and pulled Gu Xing'er onto his lap, ruffled her hair, and spoke with a doting tone:

"I'm not mocking you. What's wrong with being short? You're small, soft, and adorable."

Gu Xing'er was held in his arms, her little face slightly flushed. She nudged Gu Changyuan's chin with her head and twisted from side to side, trying to break free.

"You're too short, it's so inconvenient! Also, I'm sixteen years old, you're not allowed to touch my head like that!"

If Gu Xing'er's senior sisters and third senior sisters heard these words, they would probably all be in an uproar.

They consider it a treat to be hugged by their master now. When they grow up, they will be too embarrassed to ask their master to rub their heads and will have to wait for their master to do it himself.

However, it seems that Master rarely comforts them with his mind anymore because they have grown up.

Gu Xing'er actually complained; she's simply ungrateful for her good fortune!