The magical boat suddenly plunged into a vast and heavy cloud and mist.

The moisture was thick, clinging to the magical boat, actually slowing it down. Vaguely, there was thunder and lightning. The surrounding scene seemed like passing through a land of calamity. The deeper they went, the stronger the wind blew, tossing the magical boat back and forth.

Until that moment, it broke through the cloud and mist. In an instant, the sky opened wide, a sudden clarity emerged.

A vast plain appeared before them. In the distance, a series of low mountains, like the scenes in shadow puppetry, lay on the earth, revealing a dark blue color. A large river spanned the plain and low mountains, coming from the north, flowing endlessly, heading south.

On the plain, herds were gathered, mostly wild buffaloes and wild horses... They did not have the ferocious demonic aura of regular monsters but were surrounded by a gentle spiritual essence, like carefully nurtured spiritual pets.

This was a sign of being born in the Immortal Spirit Land, unaffected by various battles and disturbances.

"It truly looks like a Peach Blossom Spring," Fan Wubing exclaimed.

Wei Changkong laughed and said,

"Peach Blossom Spring? Junior Brother Wubing, you think too much. This is the most remote place in the Little South Continent because it is too far from the Central Spirit Mountain and not on the path of underground spiritual veins, so no cultivators come here to establish sects, nor do monsters come here to cultivate. And due to the previous cloud mist, the weather is extremely harsh, unsuitable for mortal people to live. Therefore, it became a gathering place for some wild animals, and over time, it has acquired some spiritual essence."

Fan Wubing immediately practiced the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill to sense the surroundings.

Indeed, it was as Wei Changkong said. The immortal qi here was thin and chaotic, and there was an unsettling aura, probably the cause of the extreme weather. The only good thing was, because few people came, the natural scenery was excellent.

Before the Eternal Immortal Sect arrived, others were already here. Gradually, more and more sects with the qualifications brought their disciples.

Most of them did not have a spectacle as grand as the Eternal Immortal Sect, with dedicated magical boats; they mostly arrived on flying magical artifacts, flying spirit beasts, or sword control. Such magical boats were not something small factions could afford.

Moreover, most sects basically had only one slot, unlike the Eternal Immortal Sect, which had many people, necessitating a certain level of pomp.

The sects greeted each other. Most had to first approach the Eternal Immortal Sect for some cordial conversation.

Previously at the sect-establishing ceremony, the Eternal Immortal Sect stole the show. After all, it wasn't just Ye Yixian who was defeated, but also the national fortune of the Great Li Dynasty behind him. It also curbed other forces' ambitions to replace them.

In this, Fan Wubing naturally caught the most attention. Firstly, he was the rumored chef who overshadowed "Snowflake Celestial Cotton" with "Boiled Cabbage."

Secondly, he was the only one present without cultivation.

It has to be said, even if he astonished everyone at the sect-establishing ceremony, he still did not gain much recognition.

Because this is the Cultivation Realm, where cultivation is the greatest support.

When people talked about him, it was simply, "He cooks well."

People respect an Immortal Chef, because aside from being a chef, they are also highly cultivated individuals. If just a chef? How could one command respect?

They did not wait long before lotus-shaped rhythmic sounds of Dao suddenly appeared in the sky… Amidst such rhythms, a thick, ancient aura could vaguely be sensed, like facing a colossal ancient city. The lotus Dao rhythms gradually formed a concrete shape, faintly resembling various tiled buildings.

A slightly lazy but clear voice came forth,

"The Immortal once marveled, alone pondering the fisherman;

"Searching through villages, no peach blossoms were found."

Is this a couplet?

Judging by the voice, it was the Daoist School's own disciple Zhu Zixuan.

Just as the thought passed, Zhu Zixuan, like a Divine Being, walked down from the sky. Everywhere he stepped, there were lotus flowers,

"This blessed land is the Peach Blossom Spring. Ten thousand years ago, a village, to escape the war of ascension, hid in an isolated place, and since then, no one has left. Thus it was named Peach Blossom Spring, and later, when the Dao Ancestor left the mortal world, a wisp of purple energy descended upon it, turning it into a blessed land, nurturing fortune all the time, and now, there are countless treasures…"

At this point, he lost interest in speaking further,

"If you want to know what treasures there are, go see for yourself. Fifty people, it can be fewer, but not more. We Daoist practitioners are not willing to manipulate matters of rules, let that musty scholar handle it."

Afterward, he lay lazily on a lotus in the sky, motionless.

Then, a stream of literary qi arced down from the horizon, landing here.

He Youyi walked out from within the literary qi arc. Behind him seemed to be pages of principles occupying half the sky,

"For this Peach Blossom Spring blessed land, there are not many rules.

"First, you all are outsiders; you must not harm the locals;

"Second, you may enter only once. Once you exit, you cannot enter again;

"Third, powers above the Golden Core Realm cannot be used inside;

"Fourth, the Peach Blossom Spring will be open for one month, and the fortunes within will remain ownerless until they completely leave the blessed land. They can be freely contested, but any gains or losses, life or death, must be borne on one's own."

The rules were simple and clear.

Everyone understood that once they entered this Peach Blossom Spring, it was like entering a large coliseum. Except for the native inhabitants who could not be harmed, other competitors could fight each other.

The third rule, "Power above the Golden Core Realm cannot be exerted within," effectively blocks any attempts to gain an advantage through powerful implements provided by their sects, leaving competitors to rely solely on themselves.

Upon hearing this rule, Wei Changkong grew worried and said to Lin Xing,

"Elder Lin Xing, this is somewhat disadvantageous for us, especially for Junior Brother Wubing."

He had initially thought of loading Fan Wubing up with treasures to properly equip him, since Fan Wubing was the only one among the disciples without cultivation level.

Lin Xing pondered for a moment and told the five disciples,

"During the sect's grand opening ceremony, our Eternal Immortal Sect seized quite a bit of fortune from other sects. This time in the Peach Blossom Spring, they will most likely target us specially. You must be extremely cautious, and if anyone gives you a hard time, show no mercy; if you must kill, then kill. Whatever happens, the sect will back you up."

Jiang Maodian, the most senior and highly cultivated among the fourth generation, was the team's captain,

"Disciple will remember Elder Lin Xing's teachings."

Lin Xing then specifically addressed Fan Wubing,

"Wubing, since you have no cultivation, you must be careful not to fall out of line with the team. Those in the Peach Blossom Spring won't be as kind-hearted as your fellow sect members."

"Disciple understands."

Fan Wubing felt a bit excited, even thrilled.

After all, technically speaking, this was his first time standing on the same stage and competing alongside cultivators.

It was time to test the results of what he had accumulated over this period.

"Everyone, please enter." As He Youyi's voice sounded, the ancient city shadow formed by Dao vibration in the air slowly descended.

A narrow stone path paved with green stones emerged.

Fifty outsiders stepped onto the path, heading toward the Peach Blossom Spring.

"It is initially narrow, just wide enough to allow a person through..."

As Fan Wubing heard these words of "Peach Blossom Spring" echo in his mind, he could visualize it. A white-haired gentleman sat by a lotus pond, reciting this piece with a group of sleepy children, both boys and girls.

For an unknown reason, suddenly,

Fan Wubing found his "tongue eager to move."

He tried to absorb something from this ambiance, but no matter how hard he tried, it felt somewhat lacking.

By the time he returned to his senses, he was already standing on the street in the ancient town, surrounded by a vivid and spacious scene.

He took a deep breath and habitually activated the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill to first discern the qi here.

The moment he fully activated the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill, he immediately saw the entire ancient town shimmering brightly. Every stone slab on the street, every tile on the roofs, even the water flowing in the gutters, all emitted varying degrees of light.

Among them, some lights were particularly dazzling.

Especially at the end of the street where a parasol tree stood, its brilliance lit up the whole Peach Blossom Spring.

...

Outside the blessed land, in the sky.

He Youyi stood beside Zhu Zixuan and asked,

"Do you think anyone will have a great harvest this time?"

Zhu Zixuan closed his eyes, enjoying the sun comfortably,

"How many fortunes does a great harvest need? Seven, right? I think if one can get three fortunes, a small harvest is already amazing. This Little South Continent still falls short by a bit."

"Miss from the Luo Family is here. So is the princess from the Great Li Dynasty."

"Indeed. When I said small harvest, I was referring to one of them. As for the others, I guess they might gather one or two fortunes at most. If luck isn't on their side, they might only collect small fortunes, without obtaining a single fortune in its entirety."

He Youyi smiled slightly,

"I don't think so. At least three small harvests, maybe even one great harvest."

"At most two small harvests, no great harvest. How about a little wager?" Zhu Zixuan found amusement and stood up immediately.

"If you lose, you shall hold a lecture on this Little South Continent for three days to guide all those seeking Dao. If you win," He Youyi thought for a moment and said with a smile, "I will let you pick a branch from the peach tree I planted."

Zhu Zixuan's eyes shone with anticipation,

"Alright! I've long been wanting to make a Peach Wood Sword. When the time comes, don't regret it."

"I keep my word."

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