The Mysterious One Dao Gate.
Unlike Hidden Edge Mountain's air of "surviving a catastrophe," the mood here truly was one of "joyous news worth spreading far and wide."
The day Xie Changsheng returned, the entire sect erupted.
The sect master personally welcomed him at the mountain gate, the elders stood in a row, and disciples packed the steps.
Everyone in seclusion came out, and everyone away gaining experience hurried back.
After all, Xie Changsheng was the most outstanding disciple in the Mysterious One Dao Gate's history.
And he had ascended.
And after ascending, he had come back down to the mortal world!
Each "and" was enough to give the Mysterious One Dao Gate something to boast about for ten thousand years.
Xie Changsheng had stayed at the sect these past few days.
He put on no airs and offered no "instruction" to his elders. He simply drank tea quietly with his master, taught his junior disciples the Dao, and watched the clouds behind the mountain.
Occasionally, someone asked about the Immortal Realm, and he picked out a few things he could tell them.
As for what he couldn't say... he merely smiled and shook his head.
The disciples looked at him with nothing but adoration.
The sect master and elders looked at him with nothing but gratification.
Gray Gray had also been living comfortably these past few days. After all, it was now a donkey that had visited the Immortal Realm.
The Mysterious One Dao Gate had set aside a courtyard especially for it, laid out a cushion of the finest spirit grass, and assigned someone to deliver the freshest spirit fruit every day.
It sprawled on the cushion, chewing fruit. Life here wasn't much worse than it had been on Unfallen Mountain.
Its only regret was that it had