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

In the endless void of the real world, the spacetime vortex that tore apart the Devouring Demon Star Void slowly closed like a tide. The hundred or so cultivators who rushed out one after another finally let out a long sigh of relief, and the star dust remaining on their clothes fluttered down.

This ordeal was a true life-or-death ordeal. As Chen Xuan and the other disciples gazed at the completely closed vortex, many of them still held the lingering fear of surviving a calamity and an unconcealable sorrow in their eyes—clearly, disciples from all the major holy lands had perished in that perilous place.

The eight Immortal Kings, including Jue Wuqing, Yao Guang, and Zi Fu, remained calm, with only a barely perceptible hint of relaxation flashing deep in their eyes.

In reality, the younger generation of outstanding talents are always on edge when they step into the completely open Star Void for training. After all, the Star Void not only contains ancient immortal opportunities, but also powerful means to devour immortal kings and Dao Lords.

"The Star Void opens once every ten thousand years, yet the losses are so minor!" Dao Yi Saint Master stroked his beard and laughed, his phoenix eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at his disciple's unharmed figure, filled with satisfaction.

This old Taoist priest had been in charge of the Dao One Holy Land for tens of thousands of years and had personally experienced the opening of the Star Void three times. The most tragic one resulted in half of his disciples being buried there.

“Exactly. In the past, even when it was opened on a small scale, it was common to lose dozens of people.” The old woman of the Nine Nether Saint Lord’s voice was like a withered tree, but she could not hide the relief in her tone. She glanced at the disciples on her own warship and nodded slightly.

The Holy Lord of Yaoguang glanced over his three disciples who had returned unharmed, a faint smile playing on his lips, but his gaze ultimately settled on Chen Xuan—more concerned about the opportunities and fortunes Chen Xuan would encounter on this journey than about the safety of his disciples.

"Now that everyone has been brought back, I imagine all of you disciples have gained a great deal." With a flick of his sleeve, Jue Wuqing's robes fluttered, and his gaze swept over the other seven Immortal Kings. "The younger generation must immediately go into seclusion to refine their opportunities. With the blessing of enlightenment, they may be able to break through their bottlenecks and increase their combat power to a higher level."

"That's exactly what I was thinking." The Heavenly Pivot Saint Lord nodded in agreement. The eight Immortal Kings were of one mind. Trivial matters such as escorting disciples back home would be handled by the elders, while they had more important matters concerning the Immortal Realm's overall structure to discuss.

The eight people simultaneously transmitted their voices to the sect's warship waiting in the distance, and a neat response immediately came from the void.

"Follow the Holy Lord's order!"

Before the words were finished, eight giant ships engraved with sect totems tore through the void and arrived. Their hulls shone with brilliant spiritual light and flowing runes; they were the protective warships of each holy land.

The Immortal Kings, including Jue Wuqing, quickly reached a conclusion after exchanging whispers, tearing through the void and disappearing into the vortex.

Before leaving, the Holy Lord of Yaoguang turned to Chen Xuan and said loudly, "Young friend Chen Xuan, Xueqi's injuries from the Great Dao technique have been healed. After I gave her some pointers, she has rebuilt her second primordial spirit."

These words were not transmitted telepathically, but were clearly uttered. The junior disciples immediately turned their heads, their gazes shifting between Chen Xuan and the Holy Master of Yao Guang.

Chen Xuan bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you for your kindness, senior. After returning to my clan, I will personally visit Xueqi in the Yao Guang Realm."

The Holy Lord of Yaoguang stroked his beard and smiled, then changed the subject slightly: "I must make this clear from the start. The rules of my Yaoguang Holy Land are very strict. Outsiders who wish to marry the Holy Maiden must break through thirty-six layers of the Holy Light Annihilation Array. If they cannot withstand it..."

Chen Xuan raised his eyes, a hint of confidence flashing in them: "Senior, you may set up the highest-level array to test me. I will personally go and break the array."

"Good! The sect has left me an avatar. Let's see just how capable you really are!" The Holy Lord of Yaoguang laughed loudly. The void vortex behind him reappeared, and his figure turned into specks of light and disappeared into it, leaving no trace.

On a distant warship of the Nine Netherworld Holy Land, Xia Jiuyou watched this scene, her jade teeth lightly biting her lower lip, her beautiful eyes surging with shame, anger, and resentment, yet she suppressed it and refused to show it, only able to spit in a low voice: "Shameless scoundrel, lecher!" The sourness in her tone was not even noticed by herself.

Han Jiuling happened to overhear this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked in a telepathic voice, "Everyone outside says that you and Chen Xuan went through life and death together for several months, spending every day together. Could it be that you have really fallen for him?"

In the past, Han Jiuling regarded her as a furnace for the Holy Maiden, yet Xia Jiuyou was not afraid; now that the furnace agreement has been abolished under the witness of the eight Immortal Kings, she has even less to worry about.

Hearing these interrogation-like words, Xia Jiuyou's phoenix eyes turned cold, and she said in a cold voice, "My private affairs are none of your business. The contest between us has only just begun."

Han Jiuling's face flushed red, but he forcibly suppressed his anger, snorted coldly, and turned to leave.

"Senior Brother Chen Xuan! Senior Brother Dao Yi!" On the warship of the Purple Mansion Holy Land, Zi Xia leaned out halfway, waving her jade arm and calling out to the adjacent warship, her voice as clear as a bell, "When I come out of seclusion, my sister and I will come to find you to exchange sparring and discuss the Dao!"

Qingxia flicked her forehead with her finger in exasperation, then turned to Chen Xuan and the others with an apologetic smile.

"Alright, it's a deal!" Dao Yi, Yaochi Saint, and the others readily agreed. The Purple and Green Twins were not a threat on their own, but if the sisters combined their swords, the sword dao essence contained within would be quite instructive, and they would naturally be happy to see it happen.

Chen Xuan looked at the two sisters and said gently, "There's no need to trouble Junior Sister Zixia to go to such lengths. I will personally visit the Purple Mansion Holy Land after I leave seclusion."

During the ranking battle, he was suppressed by various forces, but only the Purple Mansion Holy Land spoke up for him, and he never forgot this kindness; more importantly, he needed to use the sect's teleportation array to return home, and the Purple Mansion Holy Land was the best place to transfer.

"Then it's settled! My sister and I will be waiting for you all at the sect!" Zixia smiled, her eyes crinkling.

Chen Xuan's gaze swept over the eight warships, and he said loudly, "I intend to go into seclusion for a thousand years. After a thousand years, if there is any desire to exchange ideas and discuss the Dao, we can first go to the Purple Mansion Holy Land to meet."

Dao Yi, Han Jiuling, Xia Jiuyou, and the others all nodded: "In that case, we shall meet again in the Purple Mansion a thousand years from now!" Dao Yi looked at Chen Xuan's figure and muttered to himself: "Chen Xuan's strength is unfathomable. We will only see his true strength a thousand years from now."

Tianyi and Xuanyi, standing to the side, were also filled with anticipation. During this trip to Xingxu, they were relegated to supporting roles, while only Daoyi obtained the great opportunity of the Immortal Ancient Era. A thousand years later, during the Dao Debate in the Purple Mansion, there will surely be a fierce battle between dragons and tigers.

"Fellow Daoists, it is fate that we meet again!" The True Immortal Elders on the warship greeted each other. They were all of very high seniority and had crossed paths in the past. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, they activated the warship's magic array.

Amidst the tremors of the void, eight streaks of light sped off towards different star fields. Chen Xuan turned to look at the deck of the Nine Nether Warship, where a figure in snow-white robes stood alone by the railing, his cool gaze falling upon him.

Chen Xuan flicked his fingers to form a sword, transmitting his voice through spiritual power, his tone slightly mocking: "Still angry? I much prefer your submissive and obedient demeanor before. By the way, don't miss the Purple Mansion Dao Discussion a thousand years from now." Before he finished speaking, he sent a soft "pop" sound into her mind with his divine sense.

Xia Jiuyou's pretty face flushed red instantly, her jade-like hands gripped the sword hilt tightly, her chest heaving violently, and she almost activated the warship's restrictions to fight back.

As she watched Chen Xuan's warship recede into the distance, she gritted her teeth and whispered, "Chen Xuan, a thousand years from now, I will repay this humiliation a hundredfold!" But hidden within that shout was a trace of unease that even she herself did not notice.