The story behind this was actually quite simple. In essence, it went like this:
Master, give my good-for-nothing disciples some intimidating Fushi titles. It wasn't easy raising them...
Yuan Chengsi looked like an immortal sage with bones of Dao, but within his own sect, he too was the sort to wail and howl like ghosts and wolves.
This Immortal Dao Era placed immense importance on Dao titles. A man's name was like a tree's shadow—it could truly bluff even powerhouses. Besides, Immortal Dao connections were simply too limited; no one knew another's background.
That was precisely why Fushi's Supreme Elder and those Heavenly True Spirits had been so astonished upon witnessing that heavenly phenomenon. They had not secretly acted to create it at all!
As for the ancient legend of the Futian title that had circulated through the Fushi Sect these past years, Yuan Chengsi had naturally fabricated it as well. The Three Thousand Great Worlds had no Heavenly Dao, much less any manifestation of one. There truly was none.
Even Chen Xun had not known that such an intimidating honorific had been compiled and begged for by his own master. What a heaven-sent talent...!
The Kunpeng soared high; Chen Xun walked alone.
Before him lay a beautiful place of clear mountains and lovely waters, encircled by a grand formation.
Chen Xun rode upon a cloud of Qingyun and drifted in. This was his cultivation ground within the Fushi Sect: Drifting Light Peak.
There was a spirit spring here, a third-grade minor Spirit Vein stretching over a thousand li and dozens of li high, along with several hundred mu of spirit fields. Quite a few spirit trees grew around it, including Crane Spirit Trees.
The cave residence stood at the center of the cultivation ground, beneath a small spirit peak.