War Immortals cultivated quickly.
Amid the prevailing tide of the Immortal Realm, they made combat the primary focus of their cultivation. In the endlessly distant future, they would become countless immortal soldiers!
The outstanding among them were geniuses such as Ming Yueye and Xiao Yi.
In the sky, Ming Yueye played her jade flute, and the nine heavens and ten skies filled with sounds of slaughter, as though countless swordsmen were battling Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi unleashed offensive arts drawn from his dual cultivation of Buddhist and Daoist paths, yet still struggled to prevail. In the end, Ming Yueye defeated him with a single jade flute wielded through swordsmanship.
With Xiao Yi defeated, the Luofu Immortal Sect naturally erupted in cheers.
But after today, Xiao Yi would likewise become a prodigy of the Origin Church whose name resounded throughout the Immortal Realm, renowned across the world.
Ming Yueye had won, yet felt little joy. Xiao Yi was improving so quickly that he put her under considerable pressure.
At the summit of Xuanyang Peak, evening was already approaching.
The bright moon shone between the pines; a clear spring flowed over the stones.
Jiang Yang stepped down from the bluestone and walked with steady steps toward the dwellings in the mountains.
A magnificent immortal palace stood on Xuanyang Peak, but Jiang Yang and Xuanming did not usually live inside it.
Instead, they lived in the mountain cottages built by their young disciples.
Before the cottages, beneath the trees, lay a small courtyard.
It resembled a country dwelling.
Stone tables and stools were all present.
Xuanming was sitting in the seat of honor, while Ming Yueye respectfully reported what she had gained from the battle.
Seeing Jiang Yang enter the courtyard, Xuanming gave him a sweet smile.
"Jiang Yang, you're back. Little Yueye