Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

Zhang Ming'an was not worried about whether the powerful figures present had enough strength to participate.

The Nine Realms Immortal God Ranking is something the Old Celestial Master concocted. Its ranking is inherently vague, with many factors that were not considered, and the basis for each ranking is different.

It can be used as a reference, but it cannot be taken as the sole standard for judging combat strength.

People like Mu Yong and Li Yin, who are on the list, may be very strong in their own territories, but if they were to go to the Great Snow Region, they would be no match for the Pure Lotus Dharma King.

Similarly, in the Myriad Spirits Domain, they could not possibly defeat the Demon Emperor Cang Yue.

Although Meng Yan has always been at the bottom of the list, as long as he is still a sage of literature, no one will underestimate him.

Because literature and the Way arose with human civilization and have been passed down for 300,000 years, they have their own inherent foundation for existence.

Normally, Meng Yan wouldn't use this hidden strength, but if it really came down to flipping the table, he certainly wouldn't hold back.

In times of real crisis, Wen Dao proved to be more united than anyone imagined.

For example, the Spirit Clan Ancestor, although he had never been on the Nine Realms Immortal God Ranking, was not as powerful as the other terrestrial immortals present.

However, the Spirit Race is unique in that it is unmatched by any other race. Its race itself is a life form born in accordance with the rules of heaven and earth, and is the maintainer of the order of heaven and earth.

If faced with a crisis of annihilation, the Holy Spirit can merge into one in a special way and enter another level.

If all the Holy Spirits gather and concentrate their power, the Spirit Ancestor will be the strongest being below the Supreme Saint of Heaven and Earth.

……

The powerful figures present each had their own set of standards for judging each other's true strength.

Or rather, being chosen by Zhang Ming'an to come here is itself an acknowledgment of their strength.

"Once the world returns to its normal order, all the rivers and streams of the Myriad Spirits Domain will belong to the Demon Emperor."

"All the thunder in the world belongs to the Qilin clan."

"The vast seas and the immortal ice plains are all the territory of the dragons."

……

One empty promise after another was made by Zhang Ming'an, and in a harmonious atmosphere, the first "anti-traitor meeting" of the Nine Realms came to a close.

As the immortals were about to depart, Meng Yan suddenly stood up and asked a question that no one had mentioned before.

"Fellow Daoists, does anyone know where the great True Lord is? And will our conflict attract his attention?"

Years later, when mentioning Mu An, Meng Yan did not use a substitute name, nor did he treat him as an equal as before. Instead, he added the respectful title "Your Excellency" after "True Lord".

Upon hearing this, the laughter within the Golden Lotus Cave vanished, replaced by a deathly silence. Even Zhang Ming'an's expression changed, and he hesitated to give a definite answer.

While the terrestrial deities were filled with fear, the Bodhisattva Xuanling chanted a Buddhist mantra, and an invisible force swept through the entire Golden Lotus Cave, calming everyone's minds.

"Amitabha, Benefactor Meng, there is no need to worry too much. As you know, the True Lord has transcended heaven and earth and entered a realm that none of us can know."

The mundane world has long lost its meaning for the True Lord. The conflict between us and Fellow Daoist Li is nothing more than a minor squabble in the True Lord's eyes, not worth mentioning.

Regardless of who wins or loses in the end, for Yu Zhenjun, it is just a brief respite in his long life.

"This humble monk believes that with the True Lord's abilities, he would never interfere in our affairs. You all need not worry about this. If the True Lord truly has some plans..."

At this point, the Bodhisattva Xuanling stopped, recited a Buddhist chant in front of everyone, and then fell silent.

The Bodhisattva Xuanling did not finish speaking, but he believed that the terrestrial deities present would naturally understand his unfinished words.

Mu An's power was beyond comprehension. Even someone as high-level as the Xuanling Bodhisattva only realized many things after being repeatedly questioned by Mu An. He realized that his memories were faulty and understood just how great Mu An had become.

In the eyes of Xuanling Bodhisattva, if someone as powerful as Mu An were to truly want to interfere in the struggle between them and the Old Celestial Master, then anything they did would be meaningless.

Since worrying is pointless, it's better to ignore Mu An's existence and focus on doing your best within your own capabilities, so as to avoid regrets.

With a mix of anticipation and unease, the group of terrestrial deities dispersed and, according to their agreement, placed their pieces on the chessboard called Heaven and Earth.

……

The Gregorian calendar year 180.

Rumors about the "Records of Heaven" spread to the Starfall Continent and to Stargazing City at an incredible speed.

That morning, Qinghe finished making breakfast in a daze and then sat down at the table in a daze.

Even during meals, Qinghe behaved strangely, glancing at Mu'an one moment and then looking down at her tangled fingers the next.

"What happened?" Mu An, who was sitting on the east side of the table, put down the pastries and looked up at the uneasy girl.

Many years have passed in the blink of an eye. The once naive girl has grown into a graceful young woman, no longer as immature as before.

Her youthful face gradually matured, and she began to resemble Xiao He more and more from back then.

If there is any difference, it is that Xiaohe, who is in her twenties, is just an ordinary maid. She wears simple clothes and often does some rough work. She also interacts with Muping a lot, so she is inevitably a bit rude.

But Qinghe in front of me acted like a well-bred young lady, dressed in gorgeous clothes, doing simple things, and speaking with a lot of fantasy in her words.

Back then, Xiaohe took good care of her younger sister Xiaolü, but she couldn't take good care of herself and always shouldered most of the family's responsibilities.

In addition, Mu'an had more contact with Xiao Lü when he was young, but did not participate much in Xiao He's life.

He would stand up for Xiao Lü, but rarely interfered in Xiao He's affairs.

Over time, the two sisters developed different personalities.

Little Green is more naive, Little Lotus is more realistic.

In comparison, Qinghe is actually more like Xiaolü in terms of personality. She still has the romance of her youth and is particularly attentive to small things, always bringing a touch of emotion to people unintentionally.

At that moment, seeing the girl in front of him shoving her breakfast into her face out of anxiety, Mu An couldn't help but laugh out loud and naturally handed her a handkerchief.

"Don't rush, tell me slowly."

Coming back to her senses, Qinghe saw Mu An's gentle face, and her anxiety lessened considerably.

She took the handkerchief, wiped her cheeks, and whispered after making sure they were clean.

"Mr. Mu, people outside say that the 'Tongtianlu' is actually a demonic cultivation technique, and that those who cultivate it will eventually become furnaces for others to refine into elixirs... Sir, is this true or false? Is the 'Tongtianlu' really a demonic cultivation technique? Was it because you knew this that you made me switch cultivation techniques back then?"

"It's half true and half false. The Tongtianlu is an authentic Taoist esoteric skill, so it's naturally not some kind of demonic technique, nor will it become a furnace or cauldron. But as you've heard, those who cultivate this technique will eventually become resources for others."

"Supplies? Is that really true?!"

After a moment of surprise, Qinghe suddenly realized something and abruptly looked up at Mu'an.

"Sir...you seem to know a lot about the 'Record of Heavenly Paths.' Do you also know who wrote this cultivation method?"

"Fellow Daoist Li from the Two Elements Immortal Island."

"Two Elements Immortal Island? Fellow Daoist Li?" Qinghe was somewhat bewildered, unable to immediately recognize who Mu An was referring to.

It wasn't until Mu An handed her a cup of hot tea that she spoke calmly.

"The founder of Taoism, the Celestial Master of the Four Symbols Mountain."