Traveling through the world of immortal cultivation: My system is amazing

Xiao Bei looked at the devastated fairyland with a deep gaze.

What were once magnificent buildings are now ruins; what were once filled with fairy air are now covered in dust.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, and an aura of determination emanated from him, like an invisible barrier, firmly protecting the people behind him.

"The fairyland will definitely be rebuilt!" His tone was firm, and every word was loud and clear, echoing over the ruined fairyland.

Everyone was moved by the power in his words, and their originally depressed mood gradually lifted.

Bei Li held Xiao Bei's hand tightly, feeling the warmth of his palm. The worry in her eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by determination and trust.

Elder Lingfeng stroked his long beard and nodded with satisfaction.

To rebuild the fairyland, the first task is to repair the mountain protection formation, which requires a large amount of precious resources such as fairy stones and spiritual jade.

However, the resource base of the fairy world was completely destroyed in the previous fierce battle, and the stored resources were almost exhausted.

Everyone looked troubled, and the fire of hope that had been burning seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the air, and some immortals even began to discuss in low voices.

"What should we do? Without resources, how can we rebuild the fairyland?"

"Yes, my cave was also destroyed. Now I don't even have a place to stay..."

These whispers buzzed in Xiao Bei's ears like mosquitoes and flies. He frowned, and a huge pressure like a mountain pressed on his shoulders.

He looked around, his eyes sweeping across the anxious faces, thinking to himself: Rebuilding the fairyland is no easy task!

"Elder Lingfeng," Xiao Bei asked in a deep voice, "are there other places where resources are stored?"

Elder Lingfeng shook his head and sighed, "Alas, the Immortal Realm's resource library is the largest, but now it has been destroyed. The resources stored in other places are just a drop in the bucket..."

Xiao Bei frowned even more tightly. He looked into the distance, his eyes falling on the resource warehouse that had been razed to the ground. Only a huge deep pit remained there, as if silently telling the cruelty of war.

Bei Li gently pulled Xiao Bei's sleeve and said softly, "Xiao Bei, don't worry, we will find a way..."

Xiao Bei turned to look at Bei Li and forced a smile: "Don't worry, I won't give up."

He took a deep breath, looked around at everyone again, and said in a firm tone, "Rebuilding the Immortal Realm is imperative! No matter how difficult it is, we must overcome it! Elder Lingfeng, please gather all the elders immediately to discuss countermeasures. The rest of you, first clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded!"

"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison. Although their voices were not as loud as before, they were more determined.

Xiao Bei looked at the ruins again, his eyes deep, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something, and he walked quickly towards the ruins...

After Xiao Bei's order was issued, the immortals took action, but their efficiency was low and there was an indescribable low pressure in the air.

The sight of broken walls and ruins stung their eyes, the air was filled with dust and the smell of blood, and suppressed sobbing could be heard from time to time.

Some immortals sat dejectedly on the ground with dull eyes. Their once beautiful homes were now in ruins. What they lost was not only their homes, but also their hope for the future.

"Alas, I have practiced hard for thousands of years and finally built a cave, but now everything is gone..." The sigh of an immortal sounded among the crowd, with deep despair.

"Yes, how are we going to live in the future..." another immortal echoed, his voice choked with sobs.

These complaints pierced Xiao Bei's heart like sharp thorns, and he felt guilty.

He knew that he was the one who caused this war and it was he who brought the fairy world into this catastrophe.

His clenched fists trembled slightly, and an indescribable feeling of heaviness surged in his heart.

The atmosphere around became tense and oppressive, the air seemed to be frozen, making it hard to breathe.

Beili noticed the change in Xiao Bei's mood, gently held his hand, and gave him silent comfort.

Suddenly, Xiao Bei's eyes froze, as if he remembered something.

He raised his head sharply, his eyes gleaming.

"Wait!" he shouted loudly, his voice echoing over the ruins, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone looked at Xiao Bei in confusion, not understanding why he was suddenly so excited.

Xiao Bei took a deep breath and said firmly, "I remember there's an ancient treasure trove on the edge of the fairyland! There might be the resources we need!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd, who had been silent and gloomy, suddenly exploded.

"A treasure place? Really?"

"If it's true, then we are saved!"

"Great! There's hope for the immortal world!"

Everyone started talking, and their depressed mood was swept away, replaced by excitement and hope.

Elder Lingfeng also stroked his beard excitedly, with a gleam in his eyes.

Xiao Bei felt a sense of relief as he looked at the rekindled fire of hope among the crowd.

He turned to look at Beili and gave her a firm look.

"There is no time to lose, let's set off immediately!" Xiao Bei waved his hand and flew towards the edge of the fairyland first.

Beili followed closely behind, and everyone else followed suit, heading towards the treasure place in a mighty manner.

Dust was flying above the ruins, and the broken walls looked particularly desolate in the afterglow of the setting sun.

However, a glimmer of hope ignited in the hearts of the immortals, lighting the way forward...

Xiao Bei suddenly stopped, looked ahead with a serious look, and whispered, "Wait..."

The fierce wind howled, stirring up dust and sand all over the sky, blurring everyone's vision.

Xiao Bei and his group finally arrived at the legendary treasure place - a desolate and lonely valley.

In the center of the valley, an ancient altar emits a faint light, which is the entrance to the treasure.

However, before they could get close, a deafening roar echoed through the valley, shaking the earth.

A giant beast with blue flames burning all over its body rose into the air from behind the altar, blocking out the sky and the sun.

It looks like a Qilin, but has wings. Its huge eyes flash with a fierce light, as if it wants to devour everything.

The guardian beast has appeared!

"It's the Flame Prison Qilin!" Elder Lingfeng exclaimed, a hint of fear in his tone. "The legendary beast guarding the treasure is as powerful as a high-level divine envoy!"

The Flame Prison Qilin opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a stream of blazing blue flame, heading straight for Xiao Bei and the others.

Xiao Bei reacted quickly and summoned his own magical weapon - a snow-white long sword. The sword body shone coldly and emitted an oppressive chill.

He swung his sword, and a sharp sword energy broke through the air, colliding with the blue flames, making a deafening explosion.

For a moment, flames shot up into the sky in the valley, and the shock wave generated by the explosion shattered the surrounding rocks, sending sand and rocks flying and covering the sky.

The immortals all used their magic weapons to resist the attack of the Flame Prison Qilin.

However, the power of the Flame Prison Qilin was too strong, and they were no match for it and were defeated one after another.

Xiao Bei led the charge and engaged in a fierce battle with the Yanyu Qilin.

He has a nimble figure, exquisite swordsmanship, and every move he makes is filled with murderous intent.

However, the Flame Prison Qilin's fire attack was extremely fierce. Xiao Bei was burned in many places, his clothes were tattered, and he was bleeding.

"Xiao Bei!" Bei Li shouted anxiously, his heart in his throat.

She quickly took out the healing pill, flew to Xiao Bei, and handed it to him, "Take it quickly!"

Xiao Bei took the pill and swallowed it in one gulp. A warm current instantly flowed through his body, and his injuries were relieved.

He felt Beili's concern and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

He held Beili's hand tightly, his eyes firm, "Li'er, don't worry, I will definitely protect you!"

The battle continues, and the Flame Prison Qilin's attacks become more and more fierce.

Xiao Bei and others gradually became exhausted and covered with wounds.

The immortals watching from the sidelines were so worried about them that they dared not even breathe.

Suddenly, the Flame Prison Qilin let out an earth-shattering roar, and with a fierce flap of its wings, a powerful airflow swept over, knocking Xiao Bei and the others flying...

Xiao Bei fell heavily to the ground, his vision blurred. He struggled to stand up, but found that his body had reached its limit...

"Li'er..." He whispered softly with the last bit of his strength.

Xiao Bei's eyes were blurred, severe pain came from all over his body, his ears were buzzing, and only the deafening roar of the Flame Hell Qilin was vaguely audible.

He struggled to open his eyes, and in his vision, blue flames swept over him like a rolling wave.

At this critical moment, he noticed that there was a scale on the chest of the Flame Prison Qilin that was slightly lighter in color and had a faint golden glow.

This scale is much smaller than the other scales and is almost imperceptible, but Xiao Bei keenly feels that this might be the weakness of the Flame Prison Qilin.

He endured the severe pain, mobilized the little remaining immortal power in his body, concentrated all the strength on the tip of the sword, and stabbed towards the golden scale.

The moment the tip of the sword touched the scales, a powerful energy wave spread out, the Flame Prison Qilin let out a shrill scream, and its huge body fell to the ground with a bang.

The blue flame gradually died down, revealing its original appearance: its entire body was crimson, and its scales shone with a metallic luster, except for the dull golden scale on its chest.

The Flame Prison Qilin crawled in front of Xiao Bei, lowered its proud head, and let out a low whimper.

Xiao Bei understood that he had conquered this powerful divine beast.

"Take me to the treasure." Xiao Bei said weakly, his voice hoarse.

The Flame Prison Qilin stood up obediently and led Xiao Bei to the back of the altar.

There, the entrance to a hidden cave slowly opened. The cave was shining with golden light and was filled with various rare fairy stones, spiritual jades and magic weapons, which were exactly the resources needed to rebuild the fairyland.

Xiao Bei was delighted, he knew that the fairy world was saved!

When Xiao Bei returned to the fairyland with a full load of Yanyu Qilin and mountains of resources, he was warmly welcomed by all the fairies.

Cheers resounded through the sky, and the oppressive atmosphere was swept away, replaced by joy and hope.

Bei Li rushed over, hugged Xiao Bei tightly, tears streaming down her face.

"Xiao Bei, I'm so glad you're okay!"

Xiao Bei gently patted Bei Li's back and said softly, "I'm fine. We succeeded."

Surrounded by the immortals, Xiao Bei began to plan the reconstruction of the immortal world.

He stood on the high platform, his eyes sweeping across the crowd with determination, his voice resonant and powerful: "Rebuilding the Immortal Realm is a long and arduous task, but I believe that as long as we work together, we will be able to rebuild our home and restore the Immortal Realm to its former glory!"

Everyone responded with high morale.

However, in the crowd, several figures looked at each other quietly.