System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

Chen Xuan looked at Xuan Shuize, nodded slightly, and gave him a gentle smile as a response.

"Brother Chen Xuan!" Jiang Ming strode forward with a beaming smile. Ever since Chen Xuan successfully reconnected his severed path to immortality with the incomparably precious innate spiritual liquid, and with the strong support of the Heavenly Rank Qi Refining Method brought by the Prince from the Azure Sky Pavilion, as well as the Origin Liquid, he miraculously broke through to the Myriad Manifestations Realm in his Qi Refining cultivation.

However, since he used the Earth-rank Qi Refining Method when he expanded his Purple Mansion for the second time, his current achievements have truly exceeded everyone's expectations.

Chen Xuan and Jiang Ming are true friends who have shared life and death. If it weren't for Jiang Ming's efforts to mediate, Zelinhai would not have become the home of the Longxia clan.

Upon meeting, the two first gave each other an excited bear hug, their strong arms embracing tightly, as if conveying all the longing and concern they had felt over the years through this embrace.

Then, Jiang Tianxiao walked up with an envious look on his face, gently patted Chen Xuan's shoulder, and his eyes were full of admiration and satisfaction.

"Uncle Chen Xuan." At this moment, a boy with sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, red lips and white teeth peeked out from the crowd, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He looked at Chen Xuan with admiration and called out "Uncle" in a clear voice.

"Jiang Ning?" Chen Xuan was slightly taken aback when he saw the young man, but then recognized him.

It has to be said that the genes of Jiang Ming and his wife are extremely strong. Jiang Ning is so handsome. If he were in his previous life, with just a little polishing and packaging, he would definitely be able to debut in the entertainment industry and become the focus of everyone's attention.

"Uncle Chen Xuan, I'm a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Realm now!" Jiang Ning's face flushed red when she saw that Chen Xuan still remembered her, her eyes filled with pride and anticipation.

"Haha, when I go to Jiangshan City another day, I'll definitely check your cultivation foundation properly." Chen Xuan laughed, affectionately patted Jiang Ning's head, and said to him.

"It's a promise, Uncle must come!" Jiang Ning jumped up excitedly, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Upon hearing Chen Xuan's promise, Jiang Ning's face instantly flushed red. She nodded emphatically and replied in a clear voice, "Uncle, you must keep your word! I'll go home right now and have my mother prepare the finest spirit wine and a table full of delicious food to welcome Uncle Chen Xuan."

Chen Xuan's lips curled up into a warm smile, and he exchanged laughter with the high-ranking members of the Jiang clan.

Amidst the laughter and chatter, Chen Xuan's gaze slowly swept across the crowd, and he inadvertently caught sight of those familiar faces from the depths of his memory.

In an instant, scenes of their shared trials and tribulations flashed through his mind like vivid paintings, stirring up endless memories.

Following that, led by Chen Xuan and Elder Long, the fourteen formations, like a winding dragon, flew slowly and orderly toward the interior of Zelin Sea.

Zelinhai is like a boundless, mysterious green ocean. The thriving rice paddies intertwine in a well-organized manner, creating layers upon layers of land, like a beautiful green brocade on the earth, draping this land with a thick and magnificent green curtain.

In the fields, wispy mist drifts like a light veil through the gaps between rivers and branches, creating a dreamlike scene that adds a touch of mystery and charm to the entire Zelinhai area.

Chen Xuan raised his eyes and gazed into the distance, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, not missing any subtle changes in Zelinhai.

A deep thought flickered in his eyes as he pondered to himself how much his hometown had changed and how many untold stories had unfolded during his years of wandering and hardship.

At this moment, the people of Zelin Hailongxia Jiucheng had all heard the news of Chen Xuan and Bai Li's return.

Before Chen Xuan and his group even stepped into the Nine Cities area, the sky was filled with the sounds of firecrackers, fireworks, and cannons, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

Everyone was beaming with joy, and they had all changed into the gorgeous costumes that they would only wear on grand ancestral worship festivals. The bright colors and exquisite patterns highlighted the festive atmosphere and solemnity of the occasion.

Many seven- or eight-year-old children had the opportunity to see Chen Xuan up close when they were young. In recent years, under the vivid narration and careful guidance of the high-ranking members of both clans, their longing for Chen Xuan has become increasingly intense.

Their round, expectant eyes were wide open as they stared up at the sky, their small bodies trembling slightly with excitement. They kept murmuring Chen Xuan's name, eagerly hoping that Chen Xuan's tall figure would appear in their sight soon.

Soon, the fourteen formations flew at low altitude, slowly passing over the nine cities.

The people eagerly awaited the arrival of Chen Xuan, and when he finally appeared in their sight, the crowd erupted in excitement.

Chen Xuan's second primordial spirit was dressed in a long, snow-white robe, the hem of which fluttered wildly in the wind, like dancing white flames.

His deep eyes seemed to hold endless stars, mysterious and captivating. The aura he exuded was both dignified and approachable, inspiring both awe and warmth in those around him.

In an instant, the crowd erupted in deafening cheers: "Lord Chen Xuan! Lord Chen Xuan is back!"

"Master Chen Xuan, I am a killing blade!"

"Chen Xuan, I...look at me, I'm Little Cat, your first fan from your past life, waaaaah!"

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Many people have long regarded Chen Xuan as their faith and the goal they pursue. They waved their colorful flags excitedly, their eyes glistening with tears of excitement. Their shouts seemed to pierce the sky, expressing their boundless admiration and love for Chen Xuan.

With a heart full of tenderness, Chen Xuan waved to the enthusiastic crowd below and his familiar fans, a friendly smile on his face that warmed everyone's heart like the spring sun.

Amidst the watchful eyes of the crowd, Chen Xuan landed steadily on the plaza of the clan hall.

As soon as he landed, he faced the thousands of Crimson Armor Guards and the one or two hundred Great Demons of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, and announced in a loud and firm voice: "Three days from now, right here, I will hold a public sermon. Anyone who wants to listen is welcome to come."

The moment these words were spoken, the Crimson Armor Guards and the Great Demons were instantly filled with excitement. Their eyes gleamed with excitement as they shouted Chen Xuan's name. The combined sound was like rolling thunder, shaking the surrounding air and lingering for a long time.

Afterwards, Chen Xuan, along with Elder Long and other high-ranking officials, stepped into the ancestral hall.

The meeting hall inside the ancestral temple was as quiet and warm as ever.

The servant carefully brewed a cup of fine tea. The steam carrying the delicate aroma of the tea rose gently, and that familiar taste instantly spread through Chen Xuan's heart, filled with longing and warmth for home, as if taking him back to those carefree days.

"It's so good to be home."