Several days later, He Xian left the Gu Clan's ancestral land.
A figure followed behind him. It was Gu Rong, who remained silent.
He Xian resumed wandering at will through the Foreign Realm's vast territories.
Before he knew it, he had arrived at the Sea Waterfall again.
The three beings fishing there were still present, including the two burial warriors, Three Burials and Divine Nether.
Ever since He Xian had fished something out of it, they had firmly believed that priceless treasures lay within. Every day, they tried fishing with different kinds of vicious beast meat, nearly frightening away all the vicious beasts in the area.
"Dao brother, you really made us see you in a new light. What a surprise. We should have insisted on keeping you with us back then and traveling together." Divine Nether was enchanting in a thousand ways, no longer as dignified as she had been at their first meeting.
He Xian raised his eyes and looked over.
When she smiled, she became an irresistible beauty. Beneath her sacred radiance, her beauty could topple cities and kingdoms, and every smile and frown stirred the heart. Her skin was snowy white as jade, translucent and supple, with a captivating sheen.
Her large eyes were especially striking-limpid and glistening, stealing souls and unsettling hearts. Her lashes were long, her nose delicately upturned, and her red lips vivid and deeply sensual.
Her teeth were snowy white, lustrous as pearls.
She lightly bit her red lip and gazed at He Xian with a bashful expression.
Divine Nether truly was a woman whose beauty had no flaw. Tall, with straight, slender legs and a graceful figure, she was in the golden prime of her youth. Her swanlike neck was snowy white, and her every movement exuded temptation.
Especially when she looked at someone like this.
"You couldn't have kept me there back then, either," He Xian said.
A crisp, silvery peal of laughter rang out. Divine Nether covered her face as she laughed. "You really have no appreciation for romance."
"Dao brother, you truly are powerful. I would love to have a bout with you once I reach Escape One someday!"
Behind Divine Nether stood Three Burials. Like He Xian, he possessed a jade-like elegance and peerless bearing, without a single discernible flaw.
He looked at He Xian, eager to try his hand.
"How dare you!" Gu Rong spoke up from behind He Xian, his expression hostile, spacetime in one hand and the passage of years in the other.
"Heh, heh!" Three Burials gave a sheepish smile.
He Xian was now the face of the Foreign Realm. Not just anyone could challenge him.
He Xian left, departing from this place once more. He knew they were staying here to wait for Desolate.
Even though they themselves did not know they were waiting for Shi Hao.
That day, He Xian came upon a village of humans. He had finally encountered this race.
Shabby and dilapidated, humble and weak-there was no longer any trace of their fighting spirit.
In the Foreign Realm, humans held a very low status. They were food and war slaves.
He Xian did not change anything about this village. He left.
He was now heading to Enlightenment Mountain. "Time to convene a gathering of the younger generation."
After that, he would go to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and personally meet Desolate, that formidable enemy.
"While I'm at it, I might as well hold the Tea Dao Gathering ahead of schedule!" He Xian murmured. He now had that authority.
The Tea Dao Gathering was also known as the Enlightenment Tea Gathering.
In the Foreign Realm, there was an immortal medicinal plant, extraordinarily special, transcendent, and immensely valuable: the Enlightenment Tea Tree!
Immortal medicinal plants that took the form of trees were rare to begin with, let alone a tea tree that could help people comprehend the Dao.
It was simply unimaginable. Whenever it matured, it caused a sensation.
For many beings in the Foreign Realm, this marked a cycle. Every time its leaves were ready to harvest, a grand gathering was destined to take place!
At such times, many heaven-blessed figures would appear and sit around the Enlightenment Tea Tree, savoring tea, discussing the Dao, and sparring.
Of course, this Enlightenment Tea Gathering was destined to be exceptionally glorious. With He Xian convening it, none of the Emperor Clan youths who had already emerged into the world would likely refuse to give him face.
Enlightenment Mountain was a majestic mountain that towered into the heavens. Its massive slopes exuded layer upon layer of undying mist.
Many people were climbing the mountain, but very few flew up. They all ascended one step at a time, for this was necessary if they wished to comprehend the Dao.
At the same time, Enlightenment Mountain was a sacred place in the hearts of many beings. Flying across it at will was forbidden; one had to climb on foot as a sign of respect.
Too many powerful figures from the Foreign Realm had benefited here.
In the past, a Supreme had drunk cup after cup of Enlightenment Tea here, finally comprehending the Great Dao, breaking through the supreme realm, and becoming an Undying, astounding all quarters.
There had also been young prodigies whose long accumulation erupted in a sudden breakthrough. Seated beneath the Enlightenment Tea Tree, they had soared upward from the self-slaying realm, unleashing phenomena that shook the heavens!
He Xian arrived, looked up at the majestic mountain, and began climbing on foot. He did not make an exception for himself.
His arrival immediately caused a sensation.
"Look! He Sky-Supporting is here! He's climbing the mountain on foot."
"He's come to Enlightenment Mountain!"
After all, the title on He Xian's brow was like a little sun, far too eye-catching.
A great crowd ended up following behind him, climbing Enlightenment Mountain together in a dense, dark mass.
The mountain was immensely broad, as though hundreds upon thousands of great mountains had been joined together. Its solid mass released wisps of immortal energy.
Halfway up, He Xian found pavilions and terraces beside the path where people could rest. There were not many, only a scattering across the slopes. Along with cascading waterfalls, leaping springs, and drifting immortal mist, they made for an exquisite, beautiful scene.
He admired the scenery as he climbed.
Yet whenever his gaze swept across a place, the beings there stiffened all over and instinctively grew solemn.
His gaze was clearly very mild.
"Say something, Gu Rong!" He Xian looked up toward the summit. Although it was still far away, he could already sense a sea-like abundance of vital essence at the peak. There was no need to think twice-it belonged to the Foreign Realm's supreme treasure, the Enlightenment Tea Tree.
At the same time, a gentle light spilled down from the summit. Even with the mountain's immense size, he could sense an aura of peace flowing through it.
"Say what?" Gu Rong, following behind him, was somewhat bewildered.
"Boring. Really boring. You're a descendant of the Ten Fiends, after all. Do you have to act so much like a guard?" He Xian shook his head. Ever since this Gu Clan prodigy had agreed to become his follower, he had turned stiff and formal, utterly dull.
He said it was to uphold the dignity and standing He Xian ought to have.
Given the Foreign Realm's rigid hierarchy, this was perfectly normal. He Xian did not insist.
Before long, they reached the summit, for no one ahead of He Xian dared to keep walking in front of him.
From afar, he could see a hazy glow accompanied by a rich, unusual fragrance. It was the medicinal fragrance of an immortal plant. A single breath made his Dao heart feel clear and luminous, enough to grant enlightenment-how much more so if he plucked its leaves and brewed them into tea.
The immortal root was anchored at the summit, its entire body crystalline, radiating an exceedingly gentle and sacred light.
The stone steps were worn, as though they had existed for countless years. Trampled year after year, some had long since become sunken and uneven.
Most of the stone steps up here were like that.
Having been bathed in the influence of this immortal medicinal plant for so long, these stone stairs were no longer ordinary objects.
The summit was vast, nothing like the limited area it appeared to have from below. Even a hundred thousand people could cultivate here at once without any trouble.
There were many beings up here, old and young, oddly shaped and nonhumanoid.