Departure for Wa Empress Palace

With the Investiture Tribulation approaching, the Mystic Gate remained riddled with internal conflict. What Niu Ben had done today was both a reward and an investment.

He wanted everyone to see that, so long as they stood united, he, their Senior Disciple Brother, would never be stingy with rewards.

"Cultivate diligently. Do not disgrace the Mystic Gate."

Niu Ben gave them that final instruction.

Then he lingered no longer. He turned toward the void and stepped forward.

His figure silently merged into space and vanished.

Niu Ben was gone.

Yet his supreme pressure, as though he ruled the world and held all things in his grasp, seemed to linger in every corner of the Purple Mansion Immortal Court, branded deep into their Primordial Spirits.

Silence filled the square.

Jade Cauldron True Person, Holy Mother Wudang, the Three Xiaos, and Yang Jian—the six newly ascended Quasi-Saint powerhouses—remained bowed for a long time.

They were all savoring and feeling the surging new power within them, power that seemed capable of tearing heaven and earth apart with ease.

"I... I've become a Quasi-Saint?"

The first to break the silence was Bixiao, the liveliest of them all.

She straightened abruptly and stared down at her hands, her face alight with incredulous joy.

She could feel that her understanding of the laws and her connection to heaven and earth had risen by far more than a single level.

With every movement, she seemed able to summon the mighty force of an entire region.

"Hahaha! I'm a Quasi-Saint too!"

Bixiao could not help jumping up, her clear laughter ringing across the empty square.

"Senior Disciple Brother is incredible! He waved his hand, and we all became Quasi-Saints! That was easier than eating or drinking!"

Qiongxiao did not lose her composure as Bixiao had, but she could