The King of Xiuxianjuan returns to modern times and becomes a landlord

"Sister Ying, we've arrived." Mu Ya was overjoyed to see Ying Ni. Hong Gu dropped her off and then took her leave. She waited patiently until the others arrived.

"I'm deeply pleased by your arrival. I promised you an opportunity upon your arrival." Ying Li continued under the expectant gazes of the crowd, "But this opportunity doesn't just belong to you. I must inform you in advance that this opportunity is the Path to Heaven. It's not the ladder used to screen character in novels, but the path that cultivators must climb to achieve immortality. The Path to Heaven consists of ten thousand steps, with every hundred steps forming a checkpoint, and each checkpoint holds a different challenge. So, I'd like to ask, are any of you planning to give up?"

"Absolutely not." Mu Ya, Gu Yanqing, Gu Qingxiao, Jingkong, Miao Yimo, Tian Suanzi, and Tu Shansong exchanged glances and replied in unison. They understood that this was a rare opportunity, and even if they couldn't reach the summit, the rewards of this trip would surely be substantial.

"Very well, then, prepare yourselves. I will open the Heavenly Road in three days." Ying Li glanced at the slightly weary group. She knew that some preparations were needed before the opening of the Heavenly Road, and she also wanted to give them a chance to rest and recuperate. During these three days, she would ensure that everyone could recover their strength and adjust their condition to meet the upcoming challenges. After all, the Heavenly Road was not just a test of physical strength, but also a contest of will and wisdom. Ying Li hoped that they would be fully prepared and adjusted their mindsets during these three days to face this test in the best possible condition. She believed that as long as they persevered, no matter the outcome, they would gain something and grow.

Three days later, in the empty expanse before the Nine Netherworlds, a chilling wind howled and a cold mist swirled, as if even time had stood still in this desolate land. Yet, within this silent and oppressive atmosphere, an indescribable divine power quietly brewed.

Ying Ni, dressed in plain clothes, her long hair cascading like a waterfall, stood quietly in the center of the clearing. Her eyes were deep, as if they could penetrate the secrets of the Nine Netherworlds. A faint fluorescent light surrounded her, the surging divine power within her body stirring. In this desolate land, her presence was like a beam of light, dispelling the surrounding haze.

Suddenly, Ying Ni formed hand seals and silently chanted an incantation. Though her voice was soft, it was filled with immense majesty and power. As she chanted, the surrounding air began to violently ripple, as if an invisible force were tearing at the very fabric of space. The incantation, like an ancient chant, echoed throughout this desolate land, awakening dormant divine power.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling beam of light burst forth from Ying Huan's palm, soaring into the sky. The radiance, dazzling like the rising sun, instantly illuminated the entire Netherworld. Under this radiance, a jade-white path to heaven slowly emerged, stretching from Ying Huan's feet all the way to the horizon, like a ladder to heaven, a mysterious passage connecting heaven and earth.

The Heavenly Road is crystal clear, emitting a soft and mysterious glow. Intricate and mysterious patterns intertwine across the pavement, representing divine restrictions, each stroke imbued with boundless laws and power. These restrictions seem to tell ancient and legendary stories, inspiring awe. With every step on the Heavenly Road, one feels the power of these ancient legends coursing beneath one's feet.

Even more astonishing is the subtle influence of time and space that permeates the heavenly path. The force of time flows gently like water, immersing one in the vast river of time, feeling the vicissitudes and changes of the years. Meanwhile, the force of space, like an invisible net, tightly binds this world, preventing anyone from glimpsing its profound depths. On this heavenly path, time and space seem to have lost their original meaning, leaving everything hazy and mysterious.

Along with the Heavenly Path, there's a dark black stone tablet, inscribed with the characters "Heavenly Path." These three characters seem to hold immense wisdom and power, each stroke gleaming with a mysterious light, as if guiding those destined to embark on this mysterious path.

Ying Ni's figure was as lithe as a feather carried by the wind, slowly rising toward the boundless sky. Her eyes gleamed with a resolute light, as if she had grasped the mysteries of heaven and earth. As she rose higher, the air around her seemed to be drawn by the power emanating from her, forming gentle whirlwinds.

After reaching a certain height, Ying Ni quickly formed hand seals with her hands, each movement precise and accurate, as if she had practiced it a thousand times in her mind. As her hand seals shifted, streams of mysterious power flowed from her fingertips, converging toward the Heavenly Path below. These forces intertwined and merged in the air, forming complex patterns that shimmered with a strange light.

As these markings merged, the Heavenly Path suddenly erupted with a dazzling light. Like the rising sun, the light was both warm and dazzling, illuminating everything around it with a gleaming brilliance. As the light spread, the previously blurred lines on the Heavenly Path gradually became clearer, as if activated by an invisible force.

Then, passages slowly emerged amidst the light. These passages seemed to have been carved out of the void, a mysterious and majestic aura. They twisted and turned, yet remained regular, like the most perfect masterpiece of heaven and earth. On either side of the passages, faint shrouds of mist could be seen, creating a sense of transcendence.

At this moment, those chosen by fate, destined for the heavenly path, felt the call of this mysterious power, no matter where they were in the underworld. The passages suddenly appeared before their eyes, like the most direct guidance between heaven and earth. They stood up, their eyes gleaming with excitement, and without hesitation, they embarked on this journey into the unknown.

As those destined for this journey entered this mysterious passage, gentle yet powerful forces quietly surged through it. These forces, like gentle hands, gently lifted them up, as if silently guiding them forward. They felt themselves enveloped by this power, as if being pulled by an invisible force, soaring towards the heavenly path. The entire process was filled with mystery and fantasy, as if they were in a dreamlike wonderland.

Throughout this entire process, Ying Xuan quietly hovered in the air, her eyes filled with anticipation and relief. A satisfied smile graced her face, as if all this had been anticipated. Watching these destined souls lifted by the power and soaring toward the Heavenly Path, she felt a surge of accomplishment. She knew that all this was the result of her meticulous planning, every detail meticulously considered. Her smile tinged with pride, for she knew these destined souls would experience an extraordinary journey along this path, and she was the one guiding it all.

With the passage reopened, thousands of elites gathered in the open space. Muya and her six companions quickly blended into the crowd to avoid becoming the target of public criticism. Ying Ying felt that everyone in the underworld was paying attention here. She could already sense the ancient beings lurking in the void.