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

Qing Tian Xiao Lou reached out and took the envelope, deftly opened it, and quickly scanned it, two names coming into view.

Sure enough, upon seeing Chen Xuan's name appear, a bright smile instantly bloomed on his face, a smile full of relief and joy.

"I knew it. With my brother Chen Xuan's talent, breaking through the encirclement of ten thousand people would be a piece of cake." Qing Tian Xiao Lou put down the letter, waved his hand lightly, and a jade bottle flew towards the silver-armored Dao soldier guard like a streak of light.

The silver-armored soldier hurriedly reached out and took the jade bottle, his heart filled with joy, and respectfully said, "Thank you for the gift, young master."

Qingtian Xiaolou stood up and waved his hand, and then the Taoist guards withdrew from the main hall.

“My father once said that if Chen Xuanzhen were to join the Xuanqing Palace, our Marquis’s Mansion would definitely try to win him over. Now is the perfect time.”

Qingtian Xiaolou murmured to himself, a thoughtful glint in his eyes.

Having spent nearly a month together as brothers, Qing Tian Xiao Lou knew that Chen Xuan had unlimited potential. If he could solidify their relationship, Chen Xuan would surely become a great help in his struggle for the title of Qing Tian Hou.

Thinking of this little building in the blue sky, he couldn't help but sigh that he had a good younger sister; otherwise, he and Chen Xuan would not have met.

Immediately, Qing Tian Xiao Lou, carrying a piece of news, walked towards Qing Tian Palace with a smile on his face.

Inside Xuanqing Palace.

After a brief stay at Wang Kaixuan's Burial Mountain Mansion, Chen Xuan and Wang Kaixuan agreed to travel together to a peculiar place within the sect—the Great Dao Sword Mark Stele.

Although Xuanqing Palace covers an area of ​​only a little over three thousand li, it is an independent territory, with towering mountains and clear waters. The peaks soar into the clouds, shrouded in mist, resembling a fairyland.

Huhu——

Chen Xuan and Wang Kaixuan each piloted their own flying magical artifacts, traveling steadily along the way.

However, Chen Xuan was slightly surprised after seeing Wang Kaixuan's flying magic weapon.

It turned out to be a long-handled magic weapon that looked like a shovel, and it looked somewhat familiar. Chen Xuan searched his memories from his past life, and a flash of inspiration struck him.

The design of this magical artifact is surprisingly similar to the Luoyang shovel used by the Southern School tomb raiders in my previous life. The shovel has a unique shape, with a long, slender handle and a crescent-shaped head that gleams with a faint metallic sheen in the sunlight.

"Brother Kaixuan is indeed unconventional; this is the first time I've seen such a unique divine weapon." Chen Xuan couldn't help but tease Wang Kaixuan with a smile as he stood with his hands behind his back on the Luoyang shovel, looking like a sage.

"Ah, well." The sudden flattery startled Wang Kaixuan at first, then he smiled awkwardly, "This shovel is no ordinary shovel. It's called the Thousand-Foot Shovel, and it's incredibly useful. If I hadn't accidentally obtained this treasure in a mountain cave when I was a child, I would never have been able to embark on the path of immortality, let alone join the number one sect in Qingtian County."

When Wang Kaixuan spoke, a fleeting hint of panic flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly concealed by his hearty smile.

Seeing this, Chen Xuan smiled and said, "If there is a chance, Senior Brother, you must show me around."

Hearing this, Wang Kaixuan laughed and said proudly, "That's easy. By the time we've become disciples and mastered our skills, it should be time for the Ancient Immortal Realm Road to open. Then we'll enter the Ancient Immortal Realm Road together, and your senior brother will definitely broaden your horizons."

At this point, Wang Kaixuan subconsciously swallowed, his eyes filled with longing and anticipation for the treasures hidden in the ancient Immortal Realm Road and the Immortal Demon Ruins, as if he could already see countless rare treasures beckoning to him.

The two sped along, passing dozens of mountain peaks, and naturally caught sight of the immortal residences atop these peaks in the distance. These residences varied in architectural style; some were magnificent and imposing, with carved beams and painted rafters; others were small and exquisite, refined and elegant.

Among them, there were also some fortunate enough to see the unfamiliar senior brothers and sisters tending the fairy herb garden in the small courtyard of the mountaintop mansion. Some were dressed in white, like fairies descending to earth; others were dressed in black, cold and mysterious.

After exchanging glances, Chen Xuan and Wang Kaixuan both smiled, cupped their hands in a gesture of respect from afar, and exchanged a few words, thus acknowledging each other's presence.

However, as Chen Xuan approached the Great Dao Sword Mark Stele, he saw Haoyue, a third-generation formal disciple, flying back from afar.

"Oh dear, we are newly joined disciples of the sect. What a coincidence that we have met this senior brother!" Wang Kaixuan was unaware of the past conflict between Chen Xuan and Haoyue. Seeing that they had met face to face, he couldn't help but smile and greet them warmly and proactively.

However, despite Wang Kaixuan's overly enthusiastic and proactive attitude, Haoyue's face turned ashen, completely disregarding Wang Kaixuan's polite demeanor.

Instead, his face was grim, and he stared at Chen Xuan with hostility, coldly saying, "Junior Brother Chen Xuan, according to the tradition of our sect, new disciples are invited to the Dao Proof Hall for discussion and sparring one month later. My trip this time is to inform all the senior brothers and sisters." His voice was icy cold, as if it carried a thousand years of frost, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Seeing Haoyue's unfriendly expression and her cold words as if they had some kind of blood feud, Chen Xuan naturally wouldn't give her a friendly look and said indifferently, "Oh? This time, without Junior Brother taking the initiative to introduce me, Senior Brother already knows my name?"

Chen Xuan's eyes held a hint of mockery and provocation, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, as if he were laughing at Haoyue's narrow-mindedness.

Wang Kaixuan was no pushover either. He had no idea that Chen Xuan and this senior brother had a grudge. He greeted each other as usual, since they were both disciples of the same sect and neither wanted to make things too awkward.

To his surprise, this person not only disrespected him, but also verbally threatened and berated him and his companions to his face.

Wang Kaixuan's face darkened. He frowned, a flash of anger in his eyes, and wondered to himself why his senior brother was being so rude.

"You!" Haoyue was filled with shame and indignation by Chen Xuan's sarcastic remark. The fact that she had been defeated by Chen Xuan in a head-on battle while guarding the valley corridor had already been spread.

He had already lost face, so after returning to the sect, he visited several senior brothers and sisters who were among the strongest in the third generation, intending to join forces with the older disciples and agree to go to the Hall of Proof of the Dao a month later to teach Chen Xuan a lesson.

His heart was filled with anger and resentment, and he secretly made up his mind to make Chen Xuan look bad in the Hall of Proving the Dao.

Seeing Haoyue trembling with anger, Chen Xuan smiled and said, "If Senior Brother is not satisfied with the defeat in the valley battle, the senior disciples of the Dao Proving Hall can suppress you a month from now. As many as they come, I, Chen Xuan, will be waiting."