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

The battle between Qiu Zixian and Xia Jiuyou was a destined duel ordained by the Heavenly Dao.

However, apart from a few people like Chen Xuan who had anticipated the final outcome, all the other immortals present were dumbfounded, never expecting that Qiu Zixian, in her primordial spirit form, could defeat Xia Jiuyou's true form.

In the path to immortality, it has always been a case of the victor taking all and the loser being condemned.

After Qiu Zixian proved her Dao with her amazing combat power, the holy sons and daughters of various holy lands came one after another in streams of light, gathered around Chen Xuan's desk, held jade cups as a gift, and invited him to drink and discuss the Dao.

These were all prominent figures of the Holy Son level, so naturally they wouldn't be impolite. During their greetings, they would also casually nod and acknowledge Qiu Zixian, their eyes revealing undisguised amazement.

Here, the air was filled with the warmth of music and laughter; over there, the seats in the Nine Netherworld Holy Land were as cold as if covered in frost. The table was empty, with only Xia Jiuyou sitting alone. Even the usually lively Han Jiuling couldn't bear to sit for long, holding his wine cup and keeping a distance.

She poured herself a drink, the amber-colored celestial wine going down her throat, but it couldn't warm the icy coldness in her eyes. She remained silent throughout, her black hair falling down to cover half her face, leaving only her tightly pursed lips revealing her stubbornness.

Before long, one of the holy sons could no longer contain himself. He leaped to the center of the plaza with a light touch of his toes, and as he drew his longsword, the sword energy soared into the sky: "Gentlemen, why not take this opportunity to exchange ideas and discuss the Dao, and together prove the path to immortality?"

Once one person takes the lead, others will be interested.

One after another, streaks of light swept into the arena, some pointing their swords to the sky, others conjuring up rosy clouds in their palms, but all leaving room for maneuver—today was not a life-or-death struggle like in the ranking battles, but only a chance to verify what they had learned and exchange ideas on the Great Dao, and they would never harm each other's harmony.

Suddenly, a figure in a yellow dress gracefully arrived, her skirt sweeping across the ground and scattering tiny, ghostly petals. It was none other than Huang Quan, the Holy Maiden of the Yellow Springs Holy Land. Her gaze swept across the table, finally settling on Lu Xueqi, her voice clear and melodious as a spring: "Junior Sister Xueqi, Junior Sister Zixian's combat prowess is astonishing. I suppose you, too, are no ordinary person. Do you dare to debate with me?"

Whispers immediately broke out among the guests. During the ranking battle, Lu Xueqi possessed the body of a furnace vessel, and the cultivation method she practiced was also more auxiliary. Now, only a little over a thousand years have passed. Even if she rebuilds her immortal foundation, how much progress can she make? Everyone felt that Huang Quan's move was likely a sure win.

Lu Xueqi, however, had long desired to discuss the Dao with someone of the same level. Upon hearing this, her eyes lit up, her toes touched the air, her skirt fluttered like a sunset, and her voice was as cold as frost: "Then please give me your guidance in the Yellow Springs World."

Although Huang Quan wore a yellow dress, her figure was full of heroic spirit. With each turn of her palm, a turbulent wave of Huang Quan surged forth, carrying with it the chilling aura of the underworld. It intertwined with the life-giving Dao around her, combining strength and gentleness, and its power was astonishing.

Lu Xueqi frowned slightly, and the Tianya Divine Sword in her hand hummed as it was drawn from its sheath. The sword light was like a silver river pouring down the ground. The ultimate techniques of the Yaoguang Immortal Sect were unfolded layer by layer. Sometimes it was like a meteor chasing the moon, and sometimes it was like ice freezing a thousand miles. The sword shadows crisscrossed as secret techniques were used one after another, and they blocked all of Huang Quan's attacks.

One was in the netherworld, the other wielded a sword that pierced the heavens; the two figures intertwined amidst the rosy light and sword energy, their strength seemingly indistinguishable.

Everyone was stunned: Qiu Zixian defeated the original body with her primordial spirit, and has become the leading young generation of the Holy Land; Lu Xueqi also has such amazing combat power. This couple is simply a genius!

Many people turned to look at Chen Xuan, their eyes filled with envy. Xuan Yi, Han Jiuling and others gritted their teeth in secret—what kind of good fortune did Chen Xuan have to be able to have two peerless beauties by his side, and each of them was so extraordinary?

Only Chen Xuan held the glass cup, a faint smile on his lips, his expression calm as if he had already expected it.

Outsiders only see the two men's meteoric rise to fame today, but they are unaware of the immense effort and resources he has poured into them over the past ten thousand years.

The Chaos Dao Fruit nourishes the primordial spirit, the Demon Blood Divine Fruit tempers the body and strengthens the bones, the Seven-Colored Immortal Gold forges the sword, the Eternal Great Dao Scroll assists the Dao, and there are hundreds of ancient divine substances and elixirs piled up, supplemented by the Time Emperor Weapon to accelerate cultivation—more than ten thousand years of accumulation have led to today's amazing results.