The whole family went mad, but the junior sister turned the tables and her luck soared.

Yun Yici has been extremely busy these days, which Wen Fuyue and the others have all noticed.

This is an internal affair of the Lingwei Sect, and as outsiders, they cannot easily interfere.

The only thing they could do was to stop causing Yun Yici any more trouble.

Thus, the guests at Lingwei Sect reached a rare consensus, temporarily setting aside their past prejudices and speculations about each other's identities.

When Yun Yici arrived, this was the harmonious scene she witnessed.

The end of the cloud ladder was packed with people. The one who put down the bet was that sly little devil, the Netherworld Tree Spirit. I don't know what a tree spirit would want spirit stones for.

To Yun Yici's surprise, the first person to respond positively was her own master.

She walked behind the group and coughed heavily.

Hearing the noise, everyone turned around and saw Yun Yici and Li Changyu behind her. They quickly made way for the two of them to have a great view.

The Netherworld Tree Spirit chuckled and said, "Little Ci, come here quickly, which one do you want to bet on?"

"Right now, the most people are betting on that little girl in white and that guy named Xuanzhu."

Upon closer inspection, Yun Yici realized that the Netherworld Tree Spirit had somehow produced a piece of paper.

Perhaps because the names of the eleven visitors were unknown, the figures were depicted in vivid detail.

Below the profile picture is the bettor's surname.

Yun Yici's lips twitched, and he coughed lightly, saying, "This is the last time."

After listening, Wen Fuyue smiled and said, "I have already informed Elder Shen in advance. We will clean up before they come up, so we will not make things difficult for you."

"You and Changyu came from Jian Ge?"

These days, Li Changyu has been taking turns teaching swordsmanship to Shen Huaichuan in the mornings, and the afternoons are free time for her to practice.

Wen Fuyue and her disciples originally thought that Li Changyu would be taken in by Yun Yici.

Although nominally disciples of the Lingwei Sect, they were actually considered their grand-disciples and nephews, so they all prepared gifts to greet each other.

Their guesses were wrong, but the group still gave her the gifts they had prepared and occasionally checked on her cultivation progress.

Yun Yici nodded: "I brought Ayu here as soon as I heard Elder Shen send me a message."

Li Changyu, standing behind Yun Yici, is now a completely different person.

She shed the coarse cloth shorts she wore when they first met and put on the elegant white disciple robes of the Lingwei Sect. Now she was poised and graceful, with a spirit sword on her back.

Because of the Qi cultivation he had received the day before, he had grown taller and was now shoulder-high when standing next to Yun Yici.

Li Changyu bowed to everyone and said, "Greetings, seniors."

In the past few days, Yun Yici has introduced all the members of Lingwei Sect to each other. Because the titles were so varied, he asked Li Changyu to address them all as "senior".

The Netherworld Child smiled and handed a handful of melon seeds to the sect's only junior disciple: "Xiao Yu, eat."

After receiving the melon seeds, Li Changyu thanked him but did not eat them. Instead, he politely put the seeds into his storage bag.

Hearing everyone start laughing and talking again, Yun Yici also looked over.

As expected, Lu Yiguang and Xuanzhu, who were favored by everyone, were indeed far ahead.

Moreover, the little monk with the glowing head in my memory has become a young man with flowing black hair.

Lu Yiguang and Xuanzhu climbed one-third of the way up the cloud ladder, side by side.

The Netherworld Tree Spirit said, "I originally thought these people were evenly matched in cultivation, but I didn't expect that we could see who was capable and who was not after only such a short distance."

Bai Shu interjected, "When Aruo, Xiao Mu, and I came here, we heard a saying in the human realm: 'You only know if it's a mule or a horse after you've taken it out for a spin.'"

Shi Tian, ​​standing to the side, darkened his face, sullenly stood up and said goodbye, "I suddenly remembered that I have some things to do, so I'll go back first."

This trip to the human realm did not go as he wished.

Shi Tian originally intended to escape his parents' control, but Mu Yunjian would have to give him some face and take the opportunity to show off some beautiful women in the human world.

As a result, the only woman they encountered along the way was the ancient tree.

After climbing the cloud ladder, he met the goddess of the heavens he had longed for.

The illusion thrilled him, and he even thought the other person was a fairy from the Lingwei Sect who wanted to marry him.

It was only after Yun Yici pulled him out that he realized he had been tricked and was spinning around on the cloud ladder.

He, Mu Yunjian, Bai Shu, and Bai Ruo climbed the cloud ladder at the same time, but he was the only one who failed to make it to the top.

Listening to everyone's discussion now, not a single word mentions him, yet every sentence is about him; it sounds incredibly grating.

Shi Tian, ​​who was always proud, was now feeling extremely uneasy. He decided to go back to his room and cultivate honestly.

Yun Yici understood the reason perfectly, and Mu Yunjian did not try to stop his sworn brother.

After Shi Tian left, Yun Yici said, "Long Jiao, I'll trouble you to make a trip and tell them that the sect leader sent you to invite them. If they are willing to come with you, let them board the cloud boat; if they are not willing to come, let them go."

Long Jiao knew that the cloud boat Yun Yici mentioned was somewhat similar to the cloud-pinching technique of the Qingqiu Fox Clan.

These elders, mostly from prominent clans, were proud, and to show their closeness, some of the people they sent were even acquaintances of Yun Yici.

Since they came with good intentions, Yun Yici did not intend to deliberately make things difficult for them.

Long Jiao obeyed and went, but the elders of the major sects who had climbed halfway were completely bewildered.

As they climbed, they drifted off onto different paths and could no longer see their fellow practitioners.

But this ladder clearly only has one path from beginning to end!

It was as if some invisible barrier was separating them.

Fortunately, most of them had been cultivating the Tao for a long time, and their temperament was far beyond that of ordinary people, so they were able to continue to persevere in their pursuit of enlightenment.

At the very front were Lu Yiguang and Xuanzhu.

Lu Yiguang was not slow, and when he occasionally looked back, it was only because he was worried about Li Tanqian who was lagging behind.

However, after looking around several times without seeing Li Tanqian, she stopped looking back and focused on moving forward.

Xuanzhu held Buddhist prayer beads in his hand and walked steadily, without any worries.

Looking at the distant yet faintly visible celestial palace, Lu Yiguang said, "She has already surpassed all of us."

Lu Yiguang did not say who she was.

Xuanzhu knew that "she" referred to Yun Yici.

"What does Fellow Daoist Lu mean by this?"

Lu Yiguang's expression was complicated, but his speed increased even more.

She was heartbroken for a long time when she first heard the news of Yun Yici's death.

Later, when she saw the visiting card signed by Yun Yici from the sect leader, and recalled how they had asked Yun Yici to help them resolve the misunderstanding between the two sects, she felt like she had been fooled by fate.

She made a special request to fulfill her promise from years ago and also wanted to personally visit Yun Yici.

She couldn't understand why she was so fixated on seeing him.

Lu Yiguang composed himself and said, "I don't know either."

"And why has the Buddhist disciple come?"