A Saintly Seat for Yunxiao

Above Penglai Immortal Island, space split open without a sound.

Qin Mu stepped out. The moment he landed before Biyou Palace, Sect Master Tongtian came out of the hall to greet him.

"Mu!"

Tongtian looked Qin Mu up and down, both shocked and delighted.

He had sensed most clearly the aura that had erupted from the Underworld.

Yet only upon seeing Qin Mu in person did he realize that he still could not see through the realm of this foremost disciple.

It was not that Qin Mu had concealed his cultivation.

Rather, a fundamental gap had already emerged between the very levels of their existence.

"You truly broke through?"

Tongtian could not help asking.

Qin Mu smiled and nodded.

"This disciple was fortunate enough to attain the Primordial Chaos Non-polar Grand Unity Golden Immortal."

"Now, even the Primordial Heavenly Dao can no longer suppress this disciple."

Tongtian froze for a moment, then burst into hearty laughter.

"Good, wonderful!"

"Who said the thing your master was proudest of in this life was the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation?"

"From this day onward, what I am proudest of is taking you as my disciple!"

Hearing the commotion, Duobao, Zhao Gongming, San Xiao, and the others in the great hall hurried over.

Bixiao was the fastest. The moment she reached the entrance, she called out, "Senior Brother, you finally came out of seclusion!"

"That old demon from Kunlun Mountain is far too arrogant. He even claims he can mass-produce Saints."

"If you hadn't returned soon, people outside would have started saying that the Chan Teachings were about to turn things around."

Qin Mu found it amusing.

"Turn things around?"

"Guangchengzi only just became a Saint, and the Chan Teachings are already celebrating from top to bottom."

"With such meager ambition, what exactly do they