A great many powerhouses at Golden Core Peak Great Perfection looked forward to Mystic Heaven Continent as they hurried toward Fat Prefecture.
And these people almost all had one thing in common.
They had brought all the accumulated foundations of their past years with them, even emptying out half the foundations of the lineages and sects behind them.
They were heading to a new mountain.
If they did not offer some mountain-visiting fee, would they have good days ahead?
There were only so many opportunities. Why should they be given to you instead of someone else?
Those who could cultivate to this point were all shrewd old hands. They would not think that showing up with a thick face would earn them preferential treatment.
At this moment—
On the back mountain of Mocking Heaven Sect, Fat Dragon and the others slowly opened their mouths in shock after listening to Chen Qiu recount the whole story, frozen in place.
Only after a long while did Fat Dragon mutter, "Brother Qiu... you're incredible."
He could no longer think of any adjectives. His mind had gone completely blank.
Chen Qiu, standing atop the peak with the Heavenly Secrets Umbrella propped in hand, shook his head without saying much more. He had omitted many things, only roughly beginning from the lifetime when he had been the Imperial Preceptor. For instance, he had not told Scholar that the sword cultivator Sword One whom Scholar had always admired was also him.
Nor had he said that back then, it had been he who ordered the Capital Zhang Clan to hunt down White Robe.
He had not told Fat Dragon either that he was the one who had asked Xiao Liu to find a suitable salvation for the Walking Celestial Maiden. Xiao Liu had then chosen Fat