Fufeng True Lord's Great Fortune

Fufeng Mountain.

A secluded little path wound straight up to the mountaintop, immortal aura drifting through the air as immortal birds sang joyfully by their ears.

It was a scene straight out of an immortal realm.

Unlike Old Daoist Fa Ran, Fufeng True Lord's lineage was enormous within White Jade Capital, with more than a hundred elders and disciples.

They were the mainstay of White Jade Capital.

Fufeng True Lord himself was already immensely powerful, and with so many experts on Fufeng Mountain, his influence far surpassed those True Lords who had no fondness for the mortal world.

His prestige within White Jade Capital was likewise the highest among the True Lords.

As Li Rui walked through Fufeng Mountain, disciples stepped forward from time to time to offer their respects.

Every one of them wore an expression of reverence.

"Elder Changqing."

Li Rui merely nodded faintly and continued upward.

He could not help marveling at the might of Fufeng Mountain. Any elder picked at random was an extraordinary figure.

Before long.

He saw a quiet, elegant little courtyard.

It was Fufeng True Lord's residence.

There were eight True Lords in White Jade Capital. Other than Sword River True Monarch, Fufeng True Lord was the one with whom Li Rui had the greatest affinity.

Fufeng True Lord had once said that if Li Rui encountered any confusion in cultivation, he could seek him out directly.

Whether Fufeng True Lord had meant it or not, Li Rui did not know.

Li Rui had certainly taken it seriously.

He had come here more than once already, and every visit had brought him considerable gains.

He had only just reached the entrance.

When the peachwood gate creaked open slowly.

"Come in."

Fufeng True Lord's ethereal voice drifted over.

Li Rui entered the courtyard and