Junior Uncle is too cunning.

Chen Fusheng stood up. Today was the day he was to be released from seclusion after reflecting on his mistakes, but he was a little worried.

The incense in the God of Wealth Seal has recently decreased by eight levels, and even the pool of water formed by the condensed incense is almost dry.

Li Shundao's primordial spirit had fallen into a deep dormancy some time ago, but fortunately things have been more stable recently, so he has probably weathered the crisis.

"Could it be that Li Shundao has offended a Golden Immortal?"

Chen Fusheng could only guess, since the distance was too great and he wasn't entirely clear about Li Shundao's actual situation.

However, with Li Shundao's cultivation at the peak of the Xuanxian realm, plus those few spiritual treasures, he couldn't imagine anyone other than a Golden Immortal who could have made him so miserable.

“We shouldn’t have let him go back then; we should have waited,” Chen Fusheng said with some regret.

"Junior brother, it's time to go," Dao Wu's voice slowly drifted over from afar.

"okay, got it."

Chen Fusheng glanced at the God of Wealth Seal again, still feeling uneasy. Seeing that nothing had changed, he slowly walked out the door and headed towards Dao Wu.

In a little while, it will be the competition for the positions of the gods, which was agreed upon by humans and dragons. Today is the day that the Heavenly Court sent people to take over.

Chen Fusheng and others, as contestants, were fortunate to serve as today's welcoming envoys and went to greet the guests.

"Junior brother, what's wrong? Did you secretly drink again?"

With a "smack," Dao Wu was slapped by Ling Ling's hand, glared at the two of them fiercely, and turned his head away again.

Chen Fusheng was speechless. What does this have to do with me?

However, he was still very happy to see Dao Wu being beaten.

The Lingbao Sect members followed Ling Yu and slowly walked towards the Dao Alliance. In the distance, they saw the immortals from the Three Immortal Caves of the Qingwei Sect's Xiaoyao School.

Chen Fusheng spotted Liu Lian behind Yun Ying at a glance; dressed in white, she looked quite dashing.

Liulian sensed someone watching her, turned her head slightly to scan the area, but finding no one, she quietly turned back.

My mood was somewhat low. Since Li Shundao was sent away twenty years ago, I hadn't heard from him at all. I wondered how he was doing, whether he was alright, if he had…

Yunying sensed that something was wrong with Liulian's mood. She glanced down at her and whispered, "Lian'er, what's wrong? Are you alright?"

"Ah~"

Liu Lian was startled by Yun Ying's question. Then, seeing the worried look in Yun Ying's eyes, she blushed and whispered, "Master, I'm fine."

Xiao Ru, who was lingering behind Yun Ying, looked at Yun Ying and moved her lips. She seemed to have guessed something, but after glancing at Liu Lian in front of her, she didn't say anything more and slowly lowered her head.

As a Golden Immortal True Lord and the head of the Three Immortals Cave, Yunying could tell from Liulian's strange behavior and Xiaoru's hesitant words that something was definitely going on. However, she smiled calmly, comforted Liulian for a few words, and then turned her head away.

"It seems that Lian'er has really gotten into trouble. That little brat Xiao Ru must know something. Go back and ask her carefully who exactly provoked my Yunying's disciple." A cold glint flashed in his eyes, disappearing in an instant.

Chen Fusheng followed closely behind Dao Wu, not daring to look at Liu Lian any longer. Since Li Shundao left, he really hadn't figured out how to face her, so he left Liu Lian a message saying that he had left Donghai Town for several years and was away on official business.

As a single old dog who has been single for hundreds of years... oops, a single aristocrat, when facing girls, if you don't know what to do, just avoid them and give them the cold shoulder. If you can't afford to mess with them, can't you just be an ostrich?

Looking at Chen Fusheng, Lu Ling'er recalled the scene when she first started learning. Her eyes lit up, and she took two steps forward, closely following behind him, imitating Chen Fusheng's ostrich walk in a very convincing way. The two of them together really did look quite alike.

Ling Xian'er couldn't help but laugh as she watched Lu Ling'er act silly, and she tugged at Lu Ling'er's hand.

At this moment, Dao Wu also noticed. Seeing Lu Ling'er's antics, he couldn't help but give her a thumbs up. Lu Ling'er showed a smug look, grinning and revealing two big white teeth.

Dao Wu's movements startled Chen Fusheng, who was caught in emotional troubles. With a sweep of his divine sense, he saw Lu Ling'er behind him.

He deliberately straightened his body and stopped, and Lu Ling'er, caught off guard, bumped into him.

Chen Fusheng turned around and tapped Lu Ling'er, then followed Dao Wu, intending to settle accounts with her later. He would have to copy the "Gou Jing" at least five hundred... no, a thousand times.

Lu Ling'er rubbed her head with a pained expression, raised her little fist at Chen Fusheng's back, revealing a hint of fierceness, which made her look exceptionally cute.

Looking at Lu Ling'er, who was courting death, Ling Xian'er couldn't help but take two steps back.

Ling Yu and the others were well aware of Chen Fusheng's and others' petty actions. Dao Lin and Dao Ling exchanged knowing smiles.

Ling Ling's lips twitched, and she rolled her eyes at Ling Yu beside her, as if to say, "Look at the kind of disciples and followers you've taught. Like father, like son."

Ling Yu remained silent, silently making a mental note of Dao Lin, Chen Fusheng, and the others, intending to go back and correct them.

……

"Coming~"

Xuan Fuzi looked at the desolate sky and said softly to the Golden Immortals around him, "Fellow Daoists, let's go and greet them."

Wangwo, Yunying… Lingyu nodded in unison, uttered a single word, “Good,” and then disappeared before Chen Fusheng and the others.

Chen Fusheng roughly counted them and found there were about thirty-six Golden Immortals. He secretly clicked his tongue in amazement, thinking, "Poverty really limits my imagination!"

While he envied the other Golden Immortals, his clone Li Shundao was already one of them.

After waiting for about four or five minutes, about a hundred immortals descended upon the Dao Alliance.

Chen Fusheng glanced around and saw that, aside from the thirty-six Golden Immortals who had just gone out to greet them, the Heavenly Court had sent a total of one hundred and twenty immortals this time.

There were fifty Celestial Immortals, forty True Immortals, twenty Mysterious Immortals, and ten Golden Immortals. The procession was quite impressive, and everyone appeared to be in high spirits.

Chen Fusheng muttered, "I wonder if this is just an advance team, or if this is all the people who came this time?"

However, the Heavenly Court doesn't seem as weak as it claims, since it can send out ten Golden Immortals at once.

Although he couldn't discern the cultivation levels of the ten Golden Immortals, he knew that the Golden Immortal in the red robe with gold trim who was walking alongside Xuan Fuzi and Yun Ying was not to be underestimated.

Once you reach the position of True Lord, it's not that just because you're from the Heavenly Court, Xuan Fuzi and the others will automatically lower themselves. If you don't have real skills, you probably wouldn't dare to be ranked alongside them or interact with them as equals.

Based on this reasoning, the leading Golden Immortal must also be a Golden Immortal with the title of True Lord.

Chen Fusheng secretly glanced at the other person, trying to find some clues and hopefully deduce something from their memories.

But after observing for a long time, I still couldn't match it up.

After the meeting, the immortals below the rank of Golden Immortal in Heaven were settled in, while Chen Fusheng and the others went back to their respective homes to prepare for the upcoming competition for official positions.

Lingyu and the others were kept behind, presumably for a high-level meeting at the Golden Immortal level. Even Sanbao and the others were sent there.

Lu Ling'er pulled Ling Xian'er and quickly ran back to the room. Chen Fusheng saw this and sneered, "You can run away from the monk, but can you run away from the temple?"

With a "slap," Chen Fusheng was slapped hard by Ling Ling. "What nonsense are you talking about? You dare to talk about a monk like that? Go back and get ready. If you're still this unreliable on the day of the competition for the official position, I'll teach you a lesson when I get back."

Dao Wu looked at Chen Fusheng, who had been beaten, and chuckled, his schadenfreude barely contained.

There was a "pop" sound.

Ling Ling smacked Dao Wu on the back of the head. "What are you laughing at? You think he wasn't talking about you?"

Dao Lin and Dao Ling looked at Chen Fusheng and Dao Wu, who had been beaten, with smiles in their eyes. When they saw Ling Ling looking over, they quickly bowed and said goodbye, "Then, Uncle-Master, we'll head back now."

Chen Fusheng also hurriedly bowed to Ling Ling to say goodbye and quickly returned to his room to prepare for the upcoming battle... well, it should be said that he was going to be eliminated in the first round of the competition for official positions.