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

The wind howled along the way, and our clothes fluttered wildly. In the blink of an eye, we disappeared into the vast sea of ​​clouds above Beiming Peak.

This scene was witnessed by the descendants of the Five Immortals within the hundred-mile spiritual field of Beiming Peak.

"As expected of the master, the one who came to visit the master today seems even more powerful than the immortal from yesterday!" A giant weasel with a huge body and white stripes on its back stood up on its two hind legs, stroking its long whiskers with its front paws like a human, its beady eyes filled with naked envy as it stared intently in the direction where the group had disappeared.

"Yes, according to the spirit beasts from other peaks, yesterday our master displayed great power in the Hall of Enlightenment, defeating a group of senior immortals and powerful figures one after another. That scene must have been very impressive!" A python as thick as a water vat emerged from the grass, holding its head high and flicking its tongue, looking into the distance with envy in its eyes, its tone full of longing and admiration.

"When can we become majestic immortals like our master?" A huge gray rat poked its head out of the hole, its eyes darting around with longing.

"Let's not count on it this generation. If our family is lucky enough and accumulates enough blessings, maybe the next few generations will have a chance. We should just manage the spirit fields honestly this generation and accumulate more blessings for our descendants. Maybe one day a real genius will emerge in the clan and be noticed by our master and ancestor, and carefully cultivated. Then our family will be honored!" A glossy fox said leisurely, wagging its big tail.

“That’s right. We were just marginal members of the Five Immortals family in our previous life. Being able to come to this Immortal Realm with our ancestor and master is a blessing we’ve accumulated over several lifetimes. In this life, we will stay by our master’s side and wholeheartedly help him, hoping that he can rise higher and higher!” The other spirit beasts echoed, discussing among themselves.

The younger generation of the Five Immortals sat together, listening to their elders tell legendary stories about their master, ancestor, and hometown. Each of them tilted their little heads back, their eyes sparkling, gazing at the departing immortals. A seed of yearning for immortality and desire for power was quietly planted in their hearts.

After a dozen or so breaths, Chen Xuan and his group rushed into the Hall of Proving the Dao like meteors falling to earth.

At this moment, the viewing area inside the Hall of Proof of the Dao was much more lively than yesterday, with many unfamiliar faces, all of whom were third-generation and second-generation disciples who had recently gone into seclusion for cultivation.

Upon hearing that Chen Xuan had not only swept through three generations of disciples in the Hall of Proof of the Dao yesterday, but also defeated formidable figures such as Senior Sister Qinglian and Senior Brother Xueyi, and even caused the reincarnated immortal Senior Brother Jianxin to suffer a crushing defeat, these disciples who had just emerged from seclusion could no longer contain themselves and rushed over without stopping.

Even some senior brothers and sisters who were often away on missions to slay the gods rushed back to the sect day and night, just to witness Chen Xuan's unparalleled demeanor.

You must understand that although the disciples who join the God-Slaying Guard are quite powerful, they have only been in the sect for many years and have only been able to catch a glimpse of those high and mighty immortals a few times during their master's lectures. Now that a reincarnated immortal has descended to guide the new disciples, who would be willing to miss such a once-in-a-millennium opportunity?

Chen Xuan landed steadily on the jade platform in the arena. In an instant, it was as if all the spotlights were focused on him, and all the third and second generation disciples turned their gazes toward him. Their eyes were all different and fascinating.

Some people were surprised by his youth and naivety, seemingly finding it hard to believe that someone so young could do something so amazing.

Some were shocked that, as a newly recruited disciple, he had emerged like a dazzling meteor, attracting the sect's reincarnated immortals to join the discussion and stirring up a storm within the sect.

Naturally, some people were filled with jealousy and resentment, secretly gritting their teeth.

"Senior Sister Piaoxue is far stronger than Senior Brother Jianxin. You stole the show yesterday, but it's time for you to suffer today." Haoyue stood in the corner, her eyes as sinister as a hungry wolf in the cold night, staring intently at Chen Xuan, then looking at Qinglian who had just returned to the group with jealousy.

When Chen Xuan and the others flew into the arena, he clearly saw the way Qinglian looked at Chen Xuan. Her eyes were full of worry and expectation, shining brightly. He had pursued her for many years but had never received such a pure gaze from Qinglian. Now, she had given it to Chen Xuan without reservation. Humiliation, resentment and anger surged in his heart like a raging sea.

"Junior Brother Chen Xuan!"

"Nangong Yu, a third-generation disciple, almost missed this grand event while out on training. Greetings, Junior Brother Chen Xuan!"

Some third-generation disciples who had just returned from their training outside were unwilling to miss the opportunity to make friends, so they took the initiative to squeeze out of the crowd and greet Chen Xuan warmly.

They knew perfectly well that if they didn't take the initiative to get closer now, they might never have the chance to establish a relationship with this extraordinary junior brother in the future.

Chen Xuan smiled and returned the greetings with clasped hands, displaying impeccable manners. Then, his gaze drifted to the ethereal beauty—Senior Sister Piaoxue—who was surrounded by a group of senior sisters.

Senior Sister Piaoxue's outfit was exactly the same as yesterday's; her long, light purple hair cascaded down her shoulders, exuding a lazy and carefree vibe.

She wore a long, black dress, the fabric of which seemed to be woven from nebula. It was held together by a belt adorned with tiny gemstones at the waist, which accentuated her slender figure, making her appear as delicate as a handful.

Seeing her again now, she is still breathtakingly beautiful, like a fairy in a painting, unforgettable at first glance.

Senior Sister Piaoxue